" You what?!" Blaise shouted at hearing this.
" Shut up, Zabini! Good Lord, someone might be here!" Draco shouted.
" I thought you hate mud bloods."
"Well, the war is over, I mean, You-Know-Who is gone for good, I am trying to just be a kid while I can, and my instincts tell me that I like Hermione. A lot."
" You know that Pansy is going to strangle someone in finding this out."
" Who cares? I really don't like her. She's too damn clingy." Draco said. There was a long silence and within five minutes, Blaise was gone to see is girlfriend. Draco stayed in his spot, watching hail fall outside and thinking of Hermione
At half past four, Draco began to change for Quidditch with Ron and Harry. He was so jealous of them. They were always around Hermione and got to hang out with her often. This made him wish, for once in his life, that he had been sorted into Gryffindor. He couldn't change the past, though, so he grabbed his Nimbus 2001 and headed out to the pitch.
He arrived just in time because when he got there Harry, Ron, and Hermione were chatting in the center of the pitch. He ran up to them and stood between Hermione and Harry.
" Okay then. Now that everyone is here, the combined efforts of us three are going to have to teach dear Hermione to fly." Ron said, putting his arm around her shoulders and bringing her closer to him. Get your hands off her, you prick. Draco thought. But he shook his head and smiled. Hermione mounted her broom as Draco rose a couple feet in the air to guide her as she kicked off. Harry blew a whistle and she kicked off, rising way higher than them. She one-handedly zoomed around the pitch. Ron and Harry had joined Draco by now and they looked at each other curiously. They rose to where she had stopped and went towards her. As they got closer, they realized she was laughing.
" Either you are a damn quick natural or you already knew how to do all this." Draco shouted. Smirking she nodded her head and, using the end of her broom, she knocked the Quaffle that she had got when she was flying into one of the hoops, zoomed to get it, then returned back to them.
" What? You didn't expect this, did you? Well, you didn't think I resorted to books all summer, did you?" she said. They all shook their heads, even though that's what they had always thought.
" Okay, well since Hermione can fly, we'll just play. Two on two, first captain." Draco said.
" Second captain." Ron said.
" Okay, since I'm first captain, I get to pick first. Hermione, get over here." He said. She slowly flew over to him and Harry went by Ron.
" I kinda miss it when you call me Granger." She said flirtingly. She flashed him a smile and Hermione and Ron took their places as Chasers and Harry and Draco took their places as Seekers. Ron released the Snitch from his hand and then released the Quaffle. Hermione caught it and flew towards the goal posts. She weaved in and out of the teacher stands and shot it through the hoop. Ron went to retrieve the Quaffle, which had gone into the woods.
" Nice one, Granger." Draco said. Hermione smiled at him and stared, until the Quaffle hit her on the back of the head and she fell off her broom. Her head hurt so much that the last thing that she remembered was someone's arm grabbing her as she fell and the feeling she felt towards whoever saved her.
AN: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I apologize for the short chapters. They're building up to a big chapter. Now, who saved Hermione and won her affection? hmmm...