It was the longest two weeks ever. It was lucky she had the map so she could sneak around to avoid being seen. Narrowly missing some rather close calls thanks to the invisibility cloak. How the team had managed to not talk about her comeback was easy. They wanted to win also just as much as herself so it was all hush, hush when speaking about the Gryffindor Seeker. Even Ron whose usual loudmouth antics kept quiet. Harry, however, had a feeling that it was due to picturing Malfoys' face after being outwitted by Gryffindors.

So on the morning of the match, she had snuck down to the kitchens to eat breakfast instead of joining the table. The idea is that no one at the last minute would wish her luck without thinking. It was simple enough she just hoped it worked however much Ron, Ginny and Hermione were on distraction duty.

As the start of the match approached she took to pacing the changing room nervously. The grins plastered on her team faces as they walked in relaxed her immediately. A single nod from her best friend telling her all she needed to know. Malfoy had no clue.

Grinning once more she changed quickly. Oh, she would see Malfoy at the game alright. Now all she had to do was wait. She feels a firm grip on her shoulder while waiting for the team to be announced. She turned smiling nodding to her best friend that yes she was indeed OK. Then she heard the commentator announce the Slytherin team and she waited.

Gryffindor were announced afterward, her team fly speeding onto the pitch before her, still, she waited. They hadn't had to pull many strings for this. Well, it had taken a lot of butterbeer and a few gallons but that meant nothing in the grand scheme of it all. She then heard what she had been waiting for.

'- of course, those are not they only comebacks on the team. No please let me introduce their Seeker. The person you've all been waiting for ... Harianna Potter.'

And with that, she kicked off speeding onto the pitch herself.

Draco was not pleased watching his fiancée fly onto the pitch. He had wondered all morning where she was. He had hoped to bump into her to be able to spend time together watching the match. She had said she would see him at the game after all. Now, however, he had known why he hadn't seen her and why the Gryffindor table had been unusually quiet.

Willing himself to focus on the game at hand, shouting when Slytherin scored the first goal. It wasn't so bad they just had to keep this up. He had faith in his team, they could do it. Trouble was the Seeker, one Seeker in particular. He was screwed for Merlin's sake how did he not know she had been on the team.

Another shot at the Gryffindor goals. Saved. Weasley just got lucky that was all. Keep calm stay focused.

Gryffindor score. Damn. Watching this gameplay out hoping for the end result he wanted had been antigassing. There were so many close calls, it was so evenly matched until his heart dropped from the next words from the commentator.

'And Weasley saves by the tip of his gloves …. Wait Potter has gone into a steep dive from out of nowhere specular is the only way to describe the control she has over her dive … POTTERS' caught the snitch … it's all over folks GRYFFINDOR win 210 points to 80.'

FUCK. He was not going to live this one down. Not by a long shot.

Making his way out with the crowd, turning to the direction of the changing rooms. Waiting outside the changing faculties afterward was mind-numbing although when the Gryffindor team finally emerge grins plastered of triumph on faces. The loud banter between them all, he actually had to step in front of Harianna to gather her attention.

'Nicely played.'

'Why thank you,' Harianna smiled smugly at him.

He shakes his head. 'A deal is a deal no more gifts or letters.'

'About time.'

'I will get you to go on a date with me,' he said challenging her.

'Keep dreaming Malfoy,' Harrianna says walking away back towards her team.

Slowly he made his way the Slytherin common room spotting Blaise and Pansy.

'Bugger,' Draco began talking to them. 'How am I meant to get her to go on a date with me now? We can't even beat them at Quidditch?'

'Like we were ever going to beat them while she is on the team, sometimes I wonder what you see in her,' Pansy said.

'You can't deny she's got style,' Blaise said.

'I will give her one thing,' Pansy added.

'What?' Draco said frustrated.

'For a Gryffindor, she's very cunning.'

He hadn't thought of that, why had he not thought that it was so simple. She pulled off pranks without getting caught once. She charmed the fake rings so he couldn't remove them. It was so not Gryffindor like.

'She's playing dirty.'

'And it took you this long to figure that out?' Pansy asked him rhetorically.

He scowled at her so that called for a complete change in tactics. Of course, nothing he tried so far was going to work if she was being like this. Well if she decided to act Slytherin he was going to act Gryffindor, the only question was how?