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Warning: mmmmm...semi lemons lol XD, sorry, if I get enough reviews you might a smutty lemon next chapter

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Harry knew he was being stupid for worrying, he knew he had to focus, but Merlin knowing Draco in the hospital…his mind just couldn't…He felt something hit him on the shoulder. Hard.

"Ow!" He exclaimed glaring t Fred who was wielding his beaters club dangerously.

"Stop mussing around, we can't loose this game or Woods going to drown all our arses." He said,

"You didn't need to thwack me!"

"You were Draco-dreaming. Can't have that now can we?" George gave him a large wink before he slipped the wrist guards on grinning cheerily. Harry only scowled and finished putting on his equipment.

"I wasn't Draco-dreaming…I'm just worried." He mumbled, putting on the rest of his equipment and swiftly joining the rest of the team.

"Left! Left! Damn it Harry, you act as if you haven't played against another team in years!" Wood roared in frustration hitting Quaffel out of reach.

"That's because I haven't!!" Harry yelled back diving after the allusiveness snitch. A black blur raced to his left and he bared his teeth in anger. He had never seen a Seeker that was on one's tail as often as this one. The black blur suddenly disappeared and Harry whipped his head around watching the slow arc of the bludger going right for the opposing player.

"That's for you Harry!" One of the twins yelled. He grunted his eye's taking in the surrounding area looking for the elusive snitch. It had disappeared too. The game was on it's second hour; He needed this game to end. Then he saw it. It hovered inches from the ground. He dived after it. Something hit his side hard, he swore as the Beater from the other team almost completely dislodged him from his broom. He managed to a sloth roll taking a spiraling descent upside down to the ground. He reached his hand down--less then a three meters to go—his hand wrapped around the gold he jerked the broom up, but it was too late he was to close to the ground he plowed into the hard earth, knocking the wind from himself. Pain erupted up through his body and he felt ground move with the hard landings of several team members. He winced when someone rolled him over roughly.

"You have the snitch right?" Wood asked, not looking to see if Harry was injured at all. Harry thrust the fluttering object in his hand feeling as if he'd been kicked by a Giant in the chest.

"YES!" Wood roared grabbing him hard around the chest in a tight embrace.

"Ow! Fuck Wood...Leggo of me!" He hissed as a wave after wave of pain raced through his body. Healers were racing onto the field and Harry felt the spells being cast to see what kind of damage he had managed with his run in with the ground.

"Merlin Harry, I think you've left a hole in the ground…" Harry ignored the Weasley twin,

"Here, take this Mr. Potter." Someone thrust a potion bottle in his hand and he swiftly grabbed it. Swigging down the contents he slowly staggered up on his feet with the help of one of the twins.

"What the bloody fuck was that Harry!?!? Were you trying to kill yourself?!" He was bawled over by two pale arms, Draco forcing back into the ground in a painful hug.

"Ow—When did you get out?! Ow...Draco…fuck…my chest hurts still…let me up!" Harry gasped, the blond Slytherin, wearing what it seemed a loose pair of sweat pants, and an even looser t-shirt looked absolutely furiously at him.

"You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack with that bloody move!! Did you think you would have time to pull with being barely a meter from the ground?! Do have any idea how I've—" Harry tugged him forward into a kiss, shoving his tongue into the mouth hearing Draco whimper slightly at the feeling of the warm tongue caressing his own.

"Now gerroff so I can breath." Harry murmured blushing as he realized he just snogged Draco in front of not only their team, but everyone still in the stands, and the other team hovering over them.

"And why are you wearing my clothes?" He asked, he managed it to his feet. Draco flushed this time as the sweat pants dipped dangerously low on his slimmer hips.

"Spell went wrong. I came straight from the hospital and I knew the game was still going on, I tried material apparation, and all I got was a pile of your clothes." He replied ruefully.

"Bloody brilliant Harry! I had a mind to hug you but…well, hugging can lead to so many other possibilities." The Fred said grinning madly from ear to ear while wiggling his eyebrows up down suggestively.

"Oh bugger off." Harry replied, he turned to the dispensing crowd—did he see flashing camera's?

"Oh shite…I think we're going to be in tomorrows papers…" he murmured to the man next to him. Draco paused before smirking and preening back his hair, they both escaping to the locker rooms since the game had ended with their team winning.

"I hope they got my good side." He said tilting his chin up arrogantly. Harry smacked his arse as they entered the locker room;

"What this?" He questioned rubbing the spot his just hit. The blonds face went pink and he glared at him.

"Other then that." He sneered. Harry snickered finally feeling the healing effects of the potion,

"Look it Harry! Damn—I swear you were going to break your neck! It was brilliant!!" Wood came racing into the locker room holding a moving photograph depicting Harry deadly descent to the ground, and how hard he ploughed into the green earth.

"It looks even worse just watching it." Draco said making a face.

"At least you didn't need to feel it." Harry replied jerkily.

"Oh, why, does your bum hurt?" The blond simpered with a grin as Harry began taking off the pads and while Draco started rubbing over his arse in the in tight uniform pants.

"No, my bum doesn't hurt." Harry said

"Oye, lovebirds, some reporters from The Prophet want to talk to you." Wood hollered from from the door. Harry peeked around the corner and saw the camera's flashing. He scowled,

"Tell them I'm not interested." Harry yelled loud enough for the Daily Prophet reporters to get the hint and leave. That was the last thing he wanted was to be after these years to be back in the publics eye.

"Oh come on Harry, this will be fun!!" Draco purred running his hand over the sweaty under shirt rubbing over the sculpted chest and down the toned abs.

"No. Not fun." Harry replied nudging himself from Draco's grip to tear off his shirt. A pale hand grabbed his hand before they could unbutton his pants.

"It would be out sooner or later, Harry, honestly, do you think we're 17 still? I'll be our public face if you want, go take a shower." He burred in the ear before sauntering off to talk to Wood before facing the reporters. Harry rolled his eye's. and shucked off his pants, grabbing a towel and headed for the showers.

"And how long have you two been involved?" One witch asked

"Before or after the war?" Draco shot back, he was annoyed by now. He had thought all they wanted to know why they were currently dating. No. It was EVERYTHING, from where they have sex, how often, to how long they've been dating…the list of annoying questions just went on and on.

"Well, were you not together right after the war?" She asked, Draco faltered, he watched the eye's of the reporters flick over his shoulder, He felt someone grab his hand and looked over a still wet-headed Harry.

"That's enough questions for today." His lover said before dragging him back into the locker rooms. They left the reporters at the doorway hearing the protested shouts of dismay and hollored questions and slowly wound their way to the other side to escape.

"Well that was bloody brutal."

"I told you, but do you listen, no!" Harry growled, "As if I need more fame to my fucking name." The reporter's next victim was Oliver who was looking pleadingly back into the locker room where Harry and Draco were hiding. Harry and Draco gave him no pity before apparating.

Harry watched as Draco unlocked the wards to let them inside, He glanced around the small neighborhood before shoving the Slytherin inside the now opened house, slamming the door and pressing the blond up against the now closed door. Draco had only complained with a scowl as his back hit the awkward contours of the wood.

"You bloody owe me." Harry said. Draco cocked an eyebrow up his eye's widening before he smirked.

"Owe you? What would that be?" he asked leaning forward enough to brush his lips against Harry's.

"My welcome home fuck." Harry replied licking at the bottom lip.

"You think you deserve one with that little show of trying to kill yourself?" Draco asked kissing the lips anyway, Harry let the tongue dance through his mouth before pulling back,

"I think I deserve one for saving the fucking game."

"Not for almost getting yourself kill—" Harry cut him off with another kiss, the slim hands wrapped around his neck and pulled him in closer. He opened his mouth a bit more, the blonds tongue dominating and flicking expertly through the hot caverns of his mouth. Harry's hands began tugging at the baggy clothes, trying to remove them, but he didn't want to break the kiss either…

"Mmm…fuck…Draco...get your clothes off…" Harry murmured desperately into the lips, before clamping theirs mouths back together. Draco had already halfway managed Harry out of the tank top he was wearing chuckling into the lips nudging the chin up kissing down the side of his jaw.

"Too eager." The blond muttered leaving a wet trail from the side of the jaw up to the ear nibbling on the ear lobe hearing the soft whimper.

"As if you're not." Harry said pushing his hips in the blonds. It only caused the other man to bite into his neck as the pleasure raced though both their system. Harry jerked his head up as they both heard a knock at Draco's back.

Draco grabbed the wand from Harry's back pocket and hastily set a high locking spell.

"No visitors." He said shoving Harry towards the bedroom. Harry laughed throwing the tank from his body, pulling Draco to him for another heady kiss, the already loose baggy sweatpants were kicked off and both tripped backwards hitting the ground hard in a tangle of arms and legs. The breath running from his body Harry felt Draco laugh into his neck after giving a painful groan.

"You ok?" The blond asked dragging his teeth down the neck. Harry's hard breathing hitched and he only nodded.

Outside:

Ron crossed his arms impatiently. He had seen the flashing news of Harry's deadly dive, he had a wanted to make sure he was ok. He heard a sudden crash from inside the warded door, then a laugh.

"Of course, shag him senseless." He muttered angrily. He apparated with a pop, knowing what a nice howler like letter Harry will be receiving from his mum for almost getting killed.

TBC

AN: So...er...yeah...I was planning on writing a lemon..and well..yeah...Soon enough...promise

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