"Morning Blaise," Daria greeted as she took the seat next to him in Divinations.

"Morning," Blaise smiled. "You look much better today."

"Yeah well, I actually got to sleep last night. It was amazing!" Daria smiled.

"Oh?" Blaise smirked, "You got lots of sleep, did you?"

Daria shot him a glare, "Get your mind out of the gutter. Yes, I got lots of sleep, alone, in my bed."

"So what is going on between you guys then?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

"You're his best friend," she flashed him an evil grin, "Hasn't he told you?"

"He doesn't tell me anything," Blaise grumbled, "So I just have to try to figure things out on my own. It's almost like he doesn't trust me."

"Well, what do you think you know?" Daria pried, interested to see how others perceived her relationship with Draco.

"I just know that he must really like you because Pansy hasn't been hanging off of him for days," he shrugged.

Daria smiled slightly at this news

"And I figure you must like him too, because you haven't been in our common room lately, trying to kill him," Blaise chuckled.

"How about you and Luna?" she asked, choosing not to divulge anything about her and Draco.

Blaise shrugged, "I don't know. I don't really talk to her much since we don't have many classes together, but I'd really like to get to know her."

"You should ask her to go on Hogsmeade trip with you," Daria suggested.

Blaise pondered for a moment, "I might. Has Malfoy asked you?"

Daria shook her head, "No and I doubt he will. We're not really advertising anything yet, as far as I know."

"That's dumb," he stated with a frown, "If you two want to be together, and are happy, then screw the rest of the world and what it thinks."

Daria gave him a small smile before Professor Trelawney entered the classroom.

Daria and Ron sat in the quidditch stands, laughing at each other while eating Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, and watching their teammates jog around the pitch.

"Harry is going to be pissed when he sees you two aren't running," Ginny complained as she ran past.

"Harry ain't the boss of us," Ron argued.

"Yeah and we're way too out of shape for that nonsense," Daria chuckled.

Ron tossed a bean at Ginny's head but missed.

"Grow up!" Ginny glared making Ron and Daria start laughing again.

"I don't see why Harry wants us to work our leg muscles, it's not like we need them for flying," Ron groaned and started gagging as he ate a vomit flavored bean.

"You notice Harry isn't running? I think that's a double standard right there," Daria ranted.

"What are you two idiots doing?!" Harry yelled as he came out onto the field after going to retrieve the balls.

"Exercising," Daria smiled, "... our mouths. They are very important for quidditch in case we need to swallow a snitch."

"Get back to running, we need to start practicing," Harry demanded.

"I totally agree! And running would only delay our practicing even more, so let's just go straight to flying," Ron stated.

Harry sighed in agitation but didn't argue.

Daria and Ron mounted their brooms and kicked off while their teammates continued to run.

"Woohoo!" Daria screamed as she did a few in air flips and went rocketing up toward the clouds. She could feel Harry rolling his eyes even though he was now just a speck on the ground.

"Get into position!" Harry called and Daria reluctantly turned the nose of her broom downward and began to dive.

She felt the wind rushing through her hair and had trouble keeping her eyes open at such high speeds, with the air hitting her face.

The ground started growing closer as she passed her in air teammates and spotted Harry still standing on the ground below, watching in annoyance.

She aimed her broom right at him and sped down towards him until she was about to run right into him. She saw a look of doubt flash across his eyes and she quickly pulled up and flew right over his head.

"Damnit, Daria! Stop screwing around and get the quaffle," he called before he mounted his broom and shot up into the air.

Daria grinned mischievously as she barreled toward Katie. Before Katie even realized what was happening, Daria snatched the quaffle from under her arm and began speeding towards Ron.

"Move out of my way, Weasley or I'll run you down," Daria called, smirking playfully.

"You'll never get past me, McVey," he chuckled but looked slightly worried.

She saw his eyes get bigger and she continued to speed toward him, with no signs of slowing. At the last minute, he jumped out of the way and she flew straight through the hoop, quaffle in hand.

"And that, my friends, is how you score a goal," she laughed and tossed the quaffle to Ginny, who had finally caught up to her.

"You're completely insane!" Ron grinned in amusement, "Why don't you play like that when we're up against Slytherin?"

"Because the Slytherins are fucking crazy!" Daria explained, "Their keeper would hold his ground and we'd end up killing each other. But I'll give it a try with the Hufflepuffs, they tend to scare easily."

"Awesome moves, McVey!" one of the beaters named Jimmy Peakes called as he flew past, after a bludger.

"Do you always have to be a show-off, Daria?" Harry asked, smiling amusedly.

"Only when I'm flying," she chuckled before flying off after Ginny.

After practice, Daria decided to sit in the stands for a while and polish her broom.

"Hey Daria," she heard someone greet and looked up to see Jimmy. "You were amazing up there."

She smiled up at him, "Thanks Jimmy, I do my best."

"Well I think even you're worst would be better than most peoples' bests," he grinned, making her blush. "Are you planning on going to Hogsmeade next week?"

Daria shrugged, "Yeah, probably."

"Well if you don't have a date yet, I was thinking maybe we could go together," he suggested, trying to sound casual, but Daria could hear the nervousness in his voice.

She smiled sweetly, "Thanks for the offer Jimmy, but I'm not really looking for a date this time. Sorry."

Disappointment flashed before his eyes but he quickly hid it and shrugged, "That's ok. Maybe next time." Then he turned and headed for the locker room.

Daria went back to polishing her broom and didn't even notice how dark it had gotten until she heard footsteps coming toward her.

"You're out late."

She looked up and saw Draco standing next to her, watching her curiously.

"I find the field to be the best place to polish my broom. It's quiet and my broom likes it out here," she replied, as she screwed the lid back onto her jar of polish.

"I don't think I'll ever fully figure you out," he smiled in amusement.

"I'm a tough nut to crack," she shrugged, "But what about you? Why are you out here so late?"

"Well my girlfriend was supposed to be busy tonight so I figured I'd go for a late night joy ride," he answered.

"Oh? So now I'm your girlfriend?" she smiled slyly.

"How do you know I was talking about you?" he smirked.

She shot him a glare, making him chuckle.

"Do you want to go for a ride with me?" he asked, nodding to his broom in his hand.

Daria considered his offer for a moment. She loved flying, but she preferred being the one steering. Flying passenger would be a new experience for her, and she wasn't quite sure about it.

"I suppose," she shrugged and set her broom down beside her, before standing up.

"Oh, do try to contain your enthusiasm," he rolled his eyes making his giggle.

She tried to make her voice sound as high pitched and girly as possible, "Oh Draco, please let me take a ride on your broomstick."

He smirked wildly, "If that's what you want, love."

He mounted his broom and she climbed on behind him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. She could feel his toned abs through his button-down shirt and resisted the urge to run her hands over them.

"Hold on tight," he instructed before he kicked off the ground and they slowly rose over the field. "You're not worried about getting caught are you?"

"Are you kidding me?" Daria laughed, "I live for danger. Aren't you proof enough of that?"

He grinned before he flew off toward the lake. They glided across the shimmering water that reflected the night sky.

Daria tightened her arms around him as he sped up and she felt the wind blowing through her hair. The cool breeze felt good against her warm cheeks, which she was thankful he couldn't see because they were bright red from being so close to him.

"You up for some more daring flying?" he asked.

"You should have seen my practice today," she laughed, "Go ahead, do your best."

She could see him smirk from behind before he pulled up on the broom and shot up towards the castle. He weaved through the towers careless and Daria's heart was pounding from the adrenaline rush. She leaned forward with him as they sailed through the air, now barreling towards the forbidden forest. They flew high above the treetops and Daria admired just how vast it was from above. She could see a herd of centaurs galloping along below them, and thought she got a glimpse of a unicorn, but it was hard to tell at their speed. They flew all over the grounds and luckily weren't seen by anyone since it was so dark. After they had seen all there was to see, Draco brought them back down to the quidditch pitch.

He touched down where Daria had left her broom and they dismounted.

"Was it as good for you as it was for me?" he smirked.

"I've had better," she shrugged with an amused grin. He rolled his eyes.

"We should get back to our dorms, it's late," he sighed and threw her broom over his shoulder with his. He offered his hand and she took it, lacing her fingers with his.

They stopped by the locker rooms to put away their brooms, before they walked back to the castle in silence, afraid that a teacher might catch them. Draco walked her to the picture of the fat lady.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered as he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.

She smiled up at him, "I can't wait."

He leaned down and swept his lips against hers in a brief, sweet kiss before he pulled away, and she turned to enter her common room, grinning from ear to ear.