Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I only own the character of Fierra Diosa and the plot.

An uneventful month passed, and Fierra had forgotten about what Professor Trelawney had said. It was time for yet another Quidditch match: Ravenclaw versus Slytherin. It was a cold and grey day, and there was a slight breeze outside. The Slytherin Quidditch team trained three days a week and were as ready as they could possibly be for today's game.

"How well do you think the Ravenclaw team's going to play?" Fierra asked Draco as the two sat down for breakfast. She had started on her bacon and eggs when she noticed that Pansy Parkinson was nowhere in sight.

"I think they might play well, although I doubt they're much better than goody-two-shoes Gryffindor," Draco said, shovelling a forkful of pancakes into his mouth. "Their seeker, Paul something-or-other, has got a Cleansweep Eight. Won't be much of a problem."

Fierra nodded, and then said, "I wonder where Pansy is?" She watched as Draco scanned the Great Hall and shrugged.

"I don't know. She could have found someone new by now, who knows?" Draco said, still eating pancakes. "Good for her, I'll say. I'll bet she's finally cooled off about that you-and-I thing," he continued.

Fierra chuckled slightly. "I hope so. She wasn't too well about that issue. A bit jealous, that girl," she said.

Draco laughed. "A bit? She was practically mad out of her mind!" he exclaimed.

"Malfoy!" Dylan Thornton, one of the Slytherin beaters, called out his name. "Mackenzie wants a meeting right before the game, in about ten minutes!" he hollered. "We'll wait for you in the locker room."

"All right, I'll be there in about five minutes!" Draco yelled back.

"Last minute game plans, I presume?" Fierra asked.

"Yeah, probably. Want to come with me to the meeting?" Draco asked.

"The meeting? Won't your team mates mind?" Fierra said.

"No. Besides, I don't care. Come on, let's go!" Draco pulled Fierra to her feet and started towards the locker room. "Oh wait, I just remembered something," he said. "I've got to get my broom first. Let's go." Draco led the way to the Slytherin common room.

"Password?" said the tall wizard statue with the pointed hat.

"Ferreverto," Draco said, as the statue moved to reveal the entrance to the common room.

"I guess I'll wait here while you get your broom then," Fierra said as she took a seat in one of the couches.

"No, I think you should come with me to the dormitories. You should see what it looks like," Draco said with a slight grin as he pulled Fierra up the staircase.

The couple reached the boys' dormitories. Draco pushed the door open, and revealed a room very similar to the girls' dormitories, except with a bit of a male theme to it. Instead of the silver bedspreads in the girls' dormitories, the boys' dormitories shone in a sea of green. Fierra walked around and sat on one of the beds.

"I don't think you'd want to be sitting there," Draco said, while he searched for his Nimbus 2003. "That's Gordon Charnel's bed."

"Oh!" Fierra exclaimed. Gordon Charnel wasn't exactly the cleanest boy in Hogwarts, claiming to have taken only ten baths in his lifetime of seventeen years.

"I can't find my broomstick," said Draco.

"Did you look everywhere?" asked Fierra.

"It wasn't where I put it last!" exclaimed Draco. He looked into his trunk and was surprised to see it lying there.

"There it is," Fierra said.

"That's strange. I don't remember putting it there," said Draco, confused.

"Oh, well. You just probably forgot about it. Nothing to worry about," Fierra reassured him.

"Yeah, I guess," Draco said.

"So, where is your bed?" Fierra asked.

"Right over here," Draco said, sitting on it. Fierra walked over and sat beside him. Draco put his arm around her and kissed her softly on the lips. Fierra kissed him back until-

"Oh, no!" Draco suddenly yelled. "We're going to be late for the meeting!" The two quickly scrambled out of the dormitories, and out of the common room. They ran as fast as they could to the locker room, where the Slytherin Quidditch team was waiting impatiently.

"There you are!" Thurston Mackenzie said as soon as he saw Draco. "And who are you?" he asked when he saw Fierra.

"Don't worry, Mackenzie. She's with me," Draco said. They sat down on a bench as Thurston Mackenzie rattled on about positions and such. Pretty soon, the Quidditch game against Ravenclaw was about to start.

"I'd better go and find myself a seat in the stands," Fierra said. "Good luck." She leaned over and kissed Draco, and left for the Quidditch Pitch.

Dylan Thornton sighed and said, "Wish I had a girl like that," and walked off. Malfoy shrugged for no apparent reason and got ready to enter the Quidditch Pitch with the rest of the Slytherin team.

"All right," Thurston Mackenzie said as the whole team gathered to enter the pitch. "Let's go out there and show Ravenclaw what we're made of!"

The gates opened and the Slytherin team walked out onto the pitch. The commentator had just announced their arrival, and the Slytherin house was cheering like mad. Many boos were coming from the Ravenclaw house, as well as Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. The Ravenclaw team walked out and received boos from the Slytherin house, and apprehensive cheers from the others. The teams got ready to play.

"Mount your brooms, everyone! On my whistle! Three! Two! One!" Madam Hooch blew her whistle and released the Quaffle. The game had begun.

Draco Malfoy zoomed up into the air, soaring above the rest of the Quidditch players. He scanned the pitch for any sign of the Snitch, and caught sight of the Ravenclaw seeker, Paul Longmont. Paul was a tall and skinny 5th year, and was very prone to injuries, just like the old Ravenclaw seeker (who graduated the year before), Cho Chang. His broom was a Cleansweep Eight, which was nothing, compared to Draco's Nimbus 2003.

Draco flew his broom around, although something didn't feel right. He turned left, or, rather, tried to turn left, but the broom turned right instead. He suddenly felt a sick lurch in his stomach as the broom dived downwards and headed for the ground.

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Moohahahaha… A cliffhanger… Great way to keep readers posted. Cliffhangers are also a great way for lazy writers (like moi) to rest and let more ideas come. Keep posted for Chapter 9! We'll find out if Malfoy actually hits the ground… or not ^_^ Might come out in a week or so, because I'm really busy with school and such, so bear with me!