Oh no last chapter Draco was a bit on the pansy side! (pansy meaning...completely let's-hug-everyone like! O_o) I didn't mean to go THAT out of character. But oh well I don't care. Mood Swings Draco is the best to write! He loves sarcasm and poking fun and long walks on the beach and coffee and unic-- Nevermind. ^_^''
Whoever doesn't love a gay Harry better stop reading now cause my fluff-ness begins HERE! BWAHAHAHAHAH! MADNESS! ^^ (Oh another note: Draco's not gay but Harry is!)
"Be careful," Hermione sighed.
"It's just Quidditch," Ron replied, "We do this all the time."
"Yes, yes and you never fail to give me a heart attack either! Just be careful."
"We promise 'Mione!" Harry smiled, putting on his arm pads.
Draco finished adjusting his pads and twirled his broom, "Safe is my middle name."
"That's good to hear."
"Actually I'm lying. My middle name is Alexander."
"I got it."
"Not Alexandria which is the feminine offset of Alexander."
"I got it."
"Although I suppose you could shorten both to Alex..."
"I got it!" Hermione vented, "Thanks for explaining though."
"Don't mention it," Draco said hopping on his broom, "And away we go."
His broom took flight and soon he was hovering 20 or so feet above the ground. Harry hovered up next to him. Ron seemed to be having a bit more trouble though, but he soon found himself up in the air as well.
"Now don't piss your pants Ronnie. I would hate to see that you're afraid of heights," Draco smiled wickedly as he zoomed around Ron.
"You would just love to see me fall wouldn't you?" Ron snapped.
"Oh cut it out guys," Harry said, taking a quick twirl around both of them, "We're all friends here."
"Right! I had completely forgotten. I'm so sorry," Draco winked at Ron.
"Yeah," Ron said through gritted teeth, "No problem."
After that they began a quick lap around the field. Harry was in the lead with Draco close behind. Ron was a few feet lagging behind Draco. Then they played chicken diving. In chicken diving they would each dive and whoever stopped their dive first was the chicken. Ron had broken off first while Draco and Harry were still racing.
"Harry what are you doing!" Hermione screamed from below, "You two had better not get any closer to me because if you do you're going to--"
But before she could finish her sentence Harry and Draco had lost control of the dive and Harry smashed broomstick first into the ground. Harry broke Draco's fall.
"Holy Merlin," Hermione whispered frantically, "Please tell me you're both fine..."
Draco blinked a few times and then realized he was lying right on top of Potty. He rolled over into the grass and glanced sideways at Potty, "You dead?"
"...No," he said quietly, "But...I'm pretty sure that I need to see the nurse..."
"Didn't I tell you to be careful?!" Hermione sighed, concern still streaking the finer lines of her face.
"Sorry 'Mione..." Harry said softly.
"Oh it's ok, it's ok," Hermione said quickly, kneeling down to inspect both of them, "Are you doing alright Draco?"
"Hmm? Oh yes just peachy. I feel like I've broken my arm in about a million places," Draco smiled wistfully, "Too bad my endorphins don't kill off more pain."
"Endorphins are only natural pain killers that the body dispenses. It's not like codeine, Draco, it doesn't make you all giggly inside," Hermione replied, frowning down at him.
Even at a crisis she could still recall bookwork. Weird.
"I'll go get the nurse!" Ron called from above, "I'll be as quick as I can!"
"Thank you Ron!" Hermione called up to him.
He nodded and sped off. Suddenly the smaller Weasley appeared out of, like, no where. She came running up to Harry like a bat out of hell.
"HARRY!" she cried, blubbering like an idiot, "Are you ok, are you ok, are you ok?"
"...I'll be alright," he smiled.
"Don't worry Jinny. The nurse is trained to fix people right up you know," Draco reminded her.
"It's Ginny," she snapped.
"Yeah, ok, whatever, Gen."
"Ginny!"
"Right Yinny!"
"GINNY!"
"Jeanne! I got it!"
"You don't got it! It's G-I-N-N-Y!"
"Don't have a heart attack Ginger. The nurse doesn't need 3 patients."
"Oh my god," Weasellette sighed, "Forget it."
"Anyway," Hermione said, interrupting them, "They're both going to be fine so you can go back to the common room Ginny."
"I won't leave Harry!" she said, getting back into her sniffling voice.
"Listen Ninny," Draco said, "Harry's going to be just fine. Why are you getting all protective? What'dya got a crush on him or something?"
Jenny blushed.
"Whoa..." Draco said, "I'm so right! I'm totally psychic."
"Oh get over yourself!" Hermione sighed, "You're not psychic! You're just stating the obvious."
"Obvious?" Harry said, "What are you talking about?"
"Aren't you suppose to be keeling over with pain?" Hermione glared at him.
"Oh. Right." he said resuming his constipated look and wheezing loudly.
"No wheezing," Draco reminded him, "You don't have asthma..."
"I'm new at this acting bit," Harry frowned, "What should I be doing?"
"Well you certainly don't need to look like you need to shit. You have cringe and grit your teeth. Don't be afraid to moan once and awhile either. It makes it more believable. Just don't moan like you're having sex because that's not right for this occasion. You get it?"
"I think so," Harry said, trying out what Draco had just said.
"That's it. Great! I'm really proud," Draco smiled.
"Really?"
"Really!"
"Honestly," Hermione sighed, rolling her eyes, "Can we get back to me?"
"Sorry," Draco and Harry said in unison.
"I thought we were focusing on me?" Genette said, looking confused.
"You're not really a main character though," Hermione battled, "I mean the lead character can't even remember your name. That should say something right there."
"But we left off on my crush! You don't have a crush on Harry!"
Hermione blushed.
"Oh you are just so sexy right now Harry," Draco said wickedly, "Honestly. Two women? At once? I want some of that."
"Shut up Draco!" Joan said, "Harry is mine!"
"Hey! You're not important in this story! He's mine!"
"Ladies! Hello! The sexiest one is right here!" Draco piped in, pointing to himself.
"You know..." Harry winced, "I'm right here. Why can't I pick?"
"Because you can't!" Jet and Hermione said at once.
"Ok! No need to get fussy..." Harry pouted.
"I've got the nurse!!" Ron yelled frantically, running up to the group.
Madame Pomfrey looked absolutely horrified. Ron was waving his arms like mad. Did he think that we were blind? Draco could so see his hair from 3 miles away.
Madame Pomfrey came up to Harry and checked him out while Ron, Draco, Hermione and Julia stood off to the side, watching anxiously.
"So he's ok right?" Draco drawled.
"Right?! Right?!" Jewels said spastically.
"Oh will you shut your enormous trap Jane!" Draco said.
"Don't tell me what to do you...you...stupid Slytherin!" Weasellette howled.
"What a come back. I'm shivering in my little cloak," Draco said rolling his eyes.
"There's no need for any of you to be worrying!" Madame Pomfrey said icily, "Harry's perfectly fine. I don't know why you called me out here."
"Well we were worried that he might have busted his ass or something," Draco supplied while the rest of the groupie danced and howled about like it was some miracle Harry was even alive.
"Be more careful then!" Madame Pomfrey said, agitated, and then walked back into Hogwarts.
Harry stood up and dusted himself off, "So I'm good then?"
"More than good Madame Pomfrey thinks," Draco said absently.
"Thanks Draco!" Harry said, hugging him.
"Whoa, whoa what's with the physical touching here?" Draco said, trying to get Harry the hell off of him.
"I just wanted to thank you for helping me out and acting extremely mature and calm during my whole fake crisis situation! It's a real relief," Harry sighed nuzzling more into Draco's shoulder.
"Ok. Whoa. HELLO?! Get off me, Potter!" Draco shouted, trying to peel Harry off of his shoulder, "I know I'm sexy but stop making out with my shoulder!"
"Right sorry," Harry said, stopping the hug and stepping back. However he was grinning like an idiot on crack. Draco wasn't so sure he felt very safe.
"Put it there!" Harry said, holding out a hand, obviously wanting Draco to shake his hand.
Draco glared at the hand but shook it anyway.
Suddenly Harry pulled Draco in an...emotional embrace?? And started to kiss him!
"Moam mopher!" Draco yelled. It was suppose to be 'whoa potter' but hadn't come out very decipherable.
Harry was totally making out with him!
"Harry!" Weasellette screamed, horrified, "How could you?! After I confessed my love...?"
"Ginny you aren't a main character! Get over it!" Hermione yelled.
"I can be a side character and still at least have a make out session with Harry!" Weasellette battled.
"No I'm afraid you CAN'T," Hermione shouted back.
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
"Can too can too can too!"
"This is ridiculous! This is like arguing with Malfoy!" Hermione shouted, "But you still can't! I'm always right anyway! So there!"
"Argh!" Weasellette shouted in distress.
All the while Harry was still snogging Draco heatedly.
Finally Draco got Harry off of him.
"You homosexual!" Draco panted, crawling behind Hermione, "You're trying to turn me!"
Harry giggled. He giggled.
"Really Draco, darling, don't act so crazy about it," Harry winked.
"Now you're trying to seduce me!"
"Aw come on now," Harry said crawling toward Draco.
"Never! RAPE! RAPE I SAY!" Draco said, holding onto Hermione's leg for dear life.
"Harry's not going to rape you," Hermione said hotly, trying to get Draco off her leg.
"I can't?" Harry asked.
"Eww..." Hermione cringed, "No! No you cannot!"
"Oh man... He so wants me as his King in Gaydom," Draco cried, "I'm scarred for life."
"Harry's the Queen?"
"Well I'm certainly not going to be his bitch boy! Of course I'd be the King!"
"You can be anything you want to be Drakie-kins," Harry winked.
"Smother me now!" Draco shouted, feeling goosebumps prickle up on his skin.
"Harry that's so wrong," Hermione sighed.
Harry proceeded to giggle again.
"This is going to be one of those nights where I don't sleep," Draco said, "Sleep with me Hermione?"
"What?!" Hermione yelled.
"Well I need to make sure that I'm still straight!" Draco said, "It's not like you're getting any better offers."
"Draco," Hermione said acidly, "I would shoot you first."
"Ok well then not the sex part!" Draco sighed, "But how bout some kissing? Nothing wrong with"
Hermione then smacked him, repeatedly, until Draco backed off her leg and stood up.
"Straights are no fun," Harry sighed, "What about you Ron?"
"Hmm?" Ron asked.
"Want to be with me tonight?"
"Ok!" Ron said happily.
"That's so not fair," Penny cried.
"You want to come too?" Harry asked.
"Yes," she smiled.
"Ok."
"Yay!"
"Gryffindor orgies?!" Draco cried, "More scarring!"
"Not again," Hermione gritted her teeth.
"Again?!" Draco cried, "Even more scarring!"
"Draco I'm rooming with you tonight," Hermione said, "But I swear if you touch me I'm going to hex you back into preschool."
"Ok check! No touching of the Hermione unless she's unconscious," Draco nodded his head.
"No touching at all!" Hermione said, hitting him again.
"See you in the morning," Harry smiled, walking back to Hogwarts, hand in hand with Jinky and Ron.
