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Chapter 2: FLYING WITH HARRY


Draco walked into Potions class late Thursday morning to be greeted by Pansy Parkinson.

"How is it, Draco?" she simpered. "Does it hurt much?"

Draco put on a brave grimace. "Yeah." He winked at Crabbe and Goyle when Pansy turned away. He had fun in making Harry and Ron cut his daisy roots and skin his shrivelfig. They were simply furious when Draco said that Hagrid was going to be fired. Draco was being extra nasty to Harry, thinking that he had taken a fancy to Millia.

On his way to the Great Hall for lunch, Draco spotted Millia waiting by the doors. She saw him and smiled. His heart leapt.

"Why don't we grab something and go for a walk?" she suggested.

He nodded without hesitation. Any excuse to be alone with her was fine with him. They both grabbed an apple and headed out through the doors.

"Why'd you want to take a walk for?" he asked, biting into his apple.

She shrugged. "I like the scenery."

"I like it too, only if you're in it though." He grinned at her. She blushed.

"What's that?" Millia asked, as they got closer to the Quidditch field.

"It's a field to play Quidditch on," Draco explained eagerly.

"Quidditch?"

"Haven't you ever heard of it before?" he gave her a quizzical look. She shook her head. Draco launched into an explanation of the complicated game of Quidditch. "If the seeker catches it, he earns his team an extra one-hundred-fifty points," Draco finished.

Millia looked amazed when Draco finished explaining. "Do you play Quidditch?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'm a seeker," Draco remembered how his father had bribed the Slytgherin House in letting Draco play for the House team by getting the Slytherin Quidditch team seven new Nimbus Two-Thousand-One. "There's an upcoming match between Slytherin and Gryffindor in November."

Millia smiled. "I'll be cheering for both." They stood there for a moment, in silence. Millia was looking at the Quidditch field while Draco was looking at her. She peered at him out of the corner of her eyes.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" she asked.

"Because I can't take my eyes off you," he said, grabbing her arm, about to pull her towards him.

"Leave her alone, Malfoy," came a voice from behind them.

They spun around and saw Harry standing there, with a broom in his hand. Draco's face turned red and so did Millia's. Draco quickly let go of Millia's arm.

"Shove off, Potter," Draco's cold voice returned to cover up his embarrassment.

Harry's brilliant green eyes flashed. "Pick on somebody your own size. Don't stoop as low as picking on first years."

Draco lunged at Harry, only to meet the ground. Draco looked around but didn't see him. He looked up in the sky and saw Harry on his broom, looking down at Draco.

"Wow," Millia said, greatly impressed.

Draco seethed. Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it at Draco. "Go away Malfoy, or I'll hex you. Hermione taught me some good ones."

Draco, who really didn't want to have some strange hex put on him, started walking towards the castle. He gave Millia a meaningful look and left, angry that she was impressed by anything Harry did.

"Are you all right?" Harry asked Millia, landing next to her.

She nodded, a little confused. Why wouldn't she be all right?

"You might want to be careful with him," Harry cautioned. "He's unpredictable."

Millia nodded again. "That was amazing!" she cried, looking at his broom. "Where did you learn to fly?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't know."

Harry watched her as she examined his broom, her eyes shining. "You fly so well!" she grinned at him.

"Thanks," Harry mumbled, turning a deep red. "You can fly on it if you want to."

Millia's whole face brightened. "Really?" then her face fell. "I don't think I could do that. I'm not the best at flying. It didn't even float up to me during Madam Hooch's lesson."

"Well," Harry said before he could stop himself. "I could give you a ride if you want."

"Really?" Millia squealed. Harry scooted up as Millia came and sat behind him. He kicked off from the ground and they soared in the air. He heard Millia gasp and quickly wrap her arms around his waist.

They did a couple laps around the Quidditch field, dodging in and out of the goals posts, much to the delight of Millia. As Harry flew close to the edge of the field, he looked towards the castle to see Draco looking at him murderously. Why's he looking at me like that? Harry wondered.

"Can we fly over the grounds?" Millia said loudly so Harry could hear.

"Sure," he yelled back. He turned around and flew towards Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid was outside with his huge dog, Fang. Hagrid waved to Harry as they landed next to him.

"What are yeh doin' here, Harry?" Hagrid asked as Harry walked up to him. (sorry if Hagrid doesn't talk like Hagrid. I'm not really good at that.)

"Millia wanted to explore the grounds," said Harry.

Hagrid looked at Millia who was looking at Fang. "I see. Yeh can pet him if yeh want. He doesn' bite," Hagrid said to Millia who cautiously walked up to the big boarhound and slowly stretched out her hand and touched his head. Fang came up almost to Millia's chest. Millia giggled when Fang licked her cheek. "Where did she come from?" Hagrid whispered.

"She was with Malfoy. I guess he must've been picking on her. He had her by the arm," Harry replied.

Hagrid looked disbelievingly at Harry. "Now, Harry. I can understand Malfoy picking on people his own age, but not a firs' year."

Harry nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that's what I thought. But I guess I was wrong."

"I don' know, Harry. There's probably more'n meets the eye with those two." Harry turned to ask Hagrid what he meant, but Hagrid only shook his head and smiled secretly.


Draco watched from the castle door. He was mad with rage when Millia got on the broom with Harry. He watched them as they flew away. Who cares? he asked himself angrily. It's not like I own her or something. Yeah, but you LOVE her enough to own her don't you? a voice sneered in his head. Give it up Draco, she's like the light of your life. Wait until your father finds out, the voice cackled in his head.

"Oh, shut up," Draco muttered.

"Talking to yourself, are you?" Ron's voice came from behind Draco.

Draco turned around and frowned at him. Hermione, who was with Ron, instantly grabbed a hold of Ron's robes. "Shut up, Weasley. Try holding your breath and hope for some new robes."

Ron's ears turned pink. "Come on Ron," Hermione said quickly, pulling on Ron's robes. "Let's go." Hermione dragged away a struggling Ron, who was still trying to get to Draco, towards Hagrid's cabin.

Draco waited by the front doors for five more minutes before he turned and headed into the castle. Don't worry about her, he thought. She's perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Yeah, they'll feed her a bunch of stuff about you, the same voice said. Draco made his way to the Slytherin common room,
arguing with himself.

Everyone was chattering loudly in the Slytherin common room. "What's going on?" Draco asked Pansy Parkinson.

"Didn't you hear?" she squealed. Draco found that her voice grated on his nerves. He shook his head. "The first Hogsmeade visit is at the end of October, on Halloween."

Draco couldn't help but get a little excited. He imagined the look of pleasure on Millia's face when he would give her a whole bagful of sweets from Honeydukes. He kind of resented the fact that only third years and up could visit Hogsmeade. Then he thought again that if Millia COULD go, they wouldn't be able to be together since he was a bit touchy about anybody seeing them together. He went out the stone wall door (AN: I don't know what it's called!) and up to the hallway to the double doors that lead outside. I'll just wait here till Millia comes back inside, Draco thought as he hid behind a statue. It seemed at least fifteen minutes before he heard the front doors open. He peered around and saw Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Millia coming. Millia was walking in the back, her cheeks red. As they passed the statue that Draco was hiding behind, he signaled to Millia who looked back and saw him.

"I have to go do something," she told Harry, Ron, and Hermione who just nodded and continued up the marble staircase. She waited until they were gone and then made her way towards Draco. "What is it?"

"Thanks for abandoning me," he said, not realizing that his lips had taken on a slightly pouty expression.

"I'm sorry," she said, amused at his pouting. "But Harry offered me a ride. I couldn't resist," she smiled sweetly at him.

"I hate when you do that," he murmured.

"Do what?"

"Smile like that. You never give me the chance to understand what you're saying and then you smile at me like that then the meanings get lost," he muttered, a little angry at himself for having this side affect from her smile.

She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Who cares about it? Words are words."

He grabbed her around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "Surely you can do better than that?" he breathed against her lips.

She smiled and stood up on her tiptoes and gave him a kiss. "Better?" she asked pulling away.

He shook his head. "Nope," he pulled her back towards him, bent down and gave her a deep kiss (AN: once again, no tongue). They heard footsteps and pulled away from each other.

"See you tomorrow," Millia whispered, giving him a quick teasing kiss. She giggled at the look on Draco's face when she did that.

Draco wanted to pull her back to him and give her a lesson on what happened when she did that to him, but restrained himself. He watched her as she quickly dashed up the marble staircase. He stood there for a second before the footsteps reminded him that he better get out of there. He dashed to the dungeons, hurrying along the passage towards his common room.

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Yeah, yeah. I know, another crummy ending, with not too many kissing scenes in here. But I got the GREATEST idea for their Christmas day! I just can't wait to write that scene! But until then, I guess I'll just have to wait like the rest of you guys. Oh, in case you guys haven't noticed, I'm following some of the events in the 3rd book that involved Draco. Anyhow, REVIEWS please! You guys know I LOVE reviews! *smiles evilly* I won't continue onto the fourth chapter till I get reviews! Yeah I know, I'm obsessed with reviews. super-sailor-saturn39