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Draco POV

I was running faster than I had ever before. I was literally running for my life.

Hermione must've gotten hold of really strong and spreading love potion because every time I passed a girl, they'd scream and start running after me, making the crowd that was following me, bigger.

I was checking the crowd behind me when I felt myself completely crash into someone.

"Whoa, what the hell is going on?" asked Blaise, who I had crashed into.

I quickly got up and started running. Blaise easily caught my pace.

"Long story short, Hermione got back at me by giving single freaking girl in Hogwarts love potion, and now they're chasing after me." I told him, leapin over a chair.

"Wow. I really hope this little bet of yours continues. I have never been so amused in my life." he said, chuckling.

"Whatever! Damn, help me find a place to hide!" I hissed.

"Fine." he said, and suddenly a door appeared.

I was amazed.

"The Room of Requirement." he said, quietly.

"It has awesome timing!" I said, quickly opening it and sliding into the room.

I heard the roar of the girls run right past the room, and disappear. I silently did a fist-punch.

I walked around the room and through a tiny little peephole, almost, I saw Hermione give Potter a high-five.

Hermione Granger, you are going down.

During dinner, Headmaster Dumbledore called our attention to Madame Hooch.

"Hello everybody. As you all know, there will be a Quidditch game tomorrow sharply at 4 o'clock PM. The houses playing are Gryffindor," a loud cheer erupted, and I rolled my eyes. "And Slytherins." she finished, and our house burst into cheer.

"Now, I'd like to quickly address something. As Gryffindor's keeper, Mr. Mitchell Venton is ill, we will be having Ms. Hermione Granger take that spot for tomorrow's game. Now everyone, get a good night's rest, and be ready for a wonderful game tomorrow!" she said, joyously.

I looked over at Hermione. I was surprised. I didn't know she was interested in Quidditch.

I quickly ran over to where she was sitting and took the seat right next to her.

"Hi there." I said. "When did you start playing Quidditch?"

"Well, I started playing last year, and I guess I'm ok at it. I don't have an official role on the team, but I substitute if needed." she told me.

It meant I was playing against her tomorrow.

Hm...

The afternoon of the next day arrived, quickly. At approximately 3:50, I began putting on my uniform.

"Hey, let's get a move on, Malfoy." said Blaise, standing by the doorway.

I ran past him, grabbed my broomstick and ran out into he open field.

The cold and crisp air felt good. I turned around to see Hermione.

She did look ho-nice. She looked nice in her uniforms.

"Hi." I said, greeting her.

"Are you ready? Keeper is my best position." she said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, so I'm not worried. You ARE a Gryffindor afterall."

"Whats that supposed to mean?" she asked me, looking confused.

"Nothing."

Madame Hooch called us to ready, and I shook hands with her then jumped on my broomstick.

The match began, and I flew off.

Normally I was the seeker, but in this game, I was put as the chaser.

Of course, if it was any other game, I'd be pissed off, but Hermione was keeper, so this would be interesting.

We played the game, and I have to admit. She WAS good. She didn't let any of the balls into her hoop, so many of my teammates tried avoiding that one.

We were down to a tie, 130-130. The golden snitch was caught by both teams at the same time, so Madame Hooch declared that whoever made the last point would win the match.

I could see Blaise chasing one of the balls towards her hoop, and I suddenly thought of something.

"Look, Hermione!" I shouted, trying to get her attention. "I need to tell you something!"

"Not now, Malfoy!" she hissed, but I knew I broke into her concentration.

"No, it's really important! Look at me!" I called.

Blaise was getting closer, so I knew I had to do his quickly.

She finally gave in.

"WHAT?" she screamed.

"You lost." I said.

She looked confused, but suddenly, Blaise shot the ball into the goal, and we won.

She looked a mixture of horrified and angry.

"HOW DARE YOU?" she cried.

"I'm a Slytherin, remember?" I reminded her, smirking.

She was glaring at me, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bludger coming straight at us.

"MOVE!" I yelled. I kicked her broomstick hoping to move her out of harm's way, and I sped back.

Sadly, she wasn't quite out, and the bludger hit her broom, throwing her off the broom.

She screamed as she fell, and I tried to somehow stop her fall, but it was useless. She fell to the ground unconscious.

People gathered around, and I could only think of one word.

Shit.

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