Triumph at Last
By this time Draco had pretty much forgotten about Harry and was completely focused on the fact that Ginny Weasly was the seeker. He smirked at her as they all got into position.
"So the female weasel has came to take Potter's place," he said in a hissy tone, "Come hither Ginny you know where we stand."
He smirked again and zoomed off. She chased after him; around the goal posts tightly against him. Gryffindor was still winning by 10 points but not for long. John tried to knock Draco off his broom but Draco swayed and John ended up hitting himself in the face.
Draco sneered as Ginny pushed against him but didn't know she enjoyed it, "You'd better do more than that Weasly."
They both dived down, "See you later weasel," he laughed.
Draco put his feet on the broom as he dived faster and steeper then he tucked his head in and flipped off the broom. Landing on the ground firmly he opened his right hand to reveal the snitch and then shot out his other hand and yelled, "come," so the broom shot back into his hand. The Slytherin stand cheered wildly. Draco skipped the population and snuck off to get dressed back into uniform. He started to walk down a narrow unpopular hall when he felt someone touch him then got thrown against the wall.
"What do you think you're doing Weasel," he screamed.
"I love you," she yelled, "I framed Harry; I took the seeker position so you could win."
She gave him no time to speak and threw him on the floor.
"Does this seem familiar," she asked yelling and walking towards him, "remember when you threw me on the floor?"
"I would never love such a poor pathetic thing like you," Draco yelled pulling out his wand and slithering backward.
She giggles and smacked the wand out of his hand, "do you really think your wand intimidates me?"
She dropped down on top of him.
"Get off me," he screeched, "Your. your suppose to love Potter!"
"I framed him doesn't that tell you something," she yelled back at him.
--- Meanwhile Ron, Harry and Hermoine were watching in silence and shock ---
She kissed him deep, deep enough to keep him from moving to vigorously. He tongue. was warm and somewhat comforting but he didn't love her; this was wrong. He squirmed trying desperately to get away. She lifted her lips and then pushed down on him ripping his robe slightly. He let out a yelp.
"Stop it," he demanded, "get off me this instance!"
Ron closed his eyes, "I can't watch. my own sister."
"She's gone mad," Harry said silently.
Finally Draco got some room and pushed her off. Frantically her crawled to get his wand and steadily lifter himself up with the support of the wall. She was coming closer to him as he kept backing up.
"Stay away from me," he yelled trembling.
"But I love you," she cried.
He kept backing up but she kept pushing forwards. Finally he turned around and ran away screaming.
By this time Draco had pretty much forgotten about Harry and was completely focused on the fact that Ginny Weasly was the seeker. He smirked at her as they all got into position.
"So the female weasel has came to take Potter's place," he said in a hissy tone, "Come hither Ginny you know where we stand."
He smirked again and zoomed off. She chased after him; around the goal posts tightly against him. Gryffindor was still winning by 10 points but not for long. John tried to knock Draco off his broom but Draco swayed and John ended up hitting himself in the face.
Draco sneered as Ginny pushed against him but didn't know she enjoyed it, "You'd better do more than that Weasly."
They both dived down, "See you later weasel," he laughed.
Draco put his feet on the broom as he dived faster and steeper then he tucked his head in and flipped off the broom. Landing on the ground firmly he opened his right hand to reveal the snitch and then shot out his other hand and yelled, "come," so the broom shot back into his hand. The Slytherin stand cheered wildly. Draco skipped the population and snuck off to get dressed back into uniform. He started to walk down a narrow unpopular hall when he felt someone touch him then got thrown against the wall.
"What do you think you're doing Weasel," he screamed.
"I love you," she yelled, "I framed Harry; I took the seeker position so you could win."
She gave him no time to speak and threw him on the floor.
"Does this seem familiar," she asked yelling and walking towards him, "remember when you threw me on the floor?"
"I would never love such a poor pathetic thing like you," Draco yelled pulling out his wand and slithering backward.
She giggles and smacked the wand out of his hand, "do you really think your wand intimidates me?"
She dropped down on top of him.
"Get off me," he screeched, "Your. your suppose to love Potter!"
"I framed him doesn't that tell you something," she yelled back at him.
--- Meanwhile Ron, Harry and Hermoine were watching in silence and shock ---
She kissed him deep, deep enough to keep him from moving to vigorously. He tongue. was warm and somewhat comforting but he didn't love her; this was wrong. He squirmed trying desperately to get away. She lifted her lips and then pushed down on him ripping his robe slightly. He let out a yelp.
"Stop it," he demanded, "get off me this instance!"
Ron closed his eyes, "I can't watch. my own sister."
"She's gone mad," Harry said silently.
Finally Draco got some room and pushed her off. Frantically her crawled to get his wand and steadily lifter himself up with the support of the wall. She was coming closer to him as he kept backing up.
"Stay away from me," he yelled trembling.
"But I love you," she cried.
He kept backing up but she kept pushing forwards. Finally he turned around and ran away screaming.