"Oh shit." They both said at once. She had no idea obviously, because she was still watching the game.
"That stupid sneaky little bastard of a snitch." Said Malfoy. Potter began to back away.
"I'm not doing that. She may be hott, but that's just wrong." Said Harry. Draco considered this. She was indeed, hott, as Potter had said. And she would indeed, probably kick his ass, but he had to beat Gryffindor at least once.
"Oh fuck it. I'm a Malfoy." he said, and he was off. He was speeding towards her. He reached out, he was almost there. He smacked right into her from behind and grabbed the snitch. He was so triumphant he didn't realize he had knocked her off her broom. She was falling. Get closer and closer to the ground. He dove as quickly as possible. He was catching up to her. Finally he let go of his broom and caught her in both arms. Everyone stopped holding their breath and cheered. The game was over. Slytherin had beaten Gryffindor, and Draco Malfoy had just saved the life of the hottest girl in Slytherin.
"Oh…my…God." she said through breaths.
"Are you okay?" he asked, still holding her.
"I think so." She said as she stood up. She looked around and noticed the scoreboard. "We won?" she said in a whisper. "We won!" she yelled as she jumped up and down. "Ugh I don't even care that you rammed into my ass nearly killing me, and do you know why Draco? Because we won!" Christina began rolling around on the grass as Bella approached the crowd of Slytherins.
"Move it…Gryffindor coming through…" she said as the Slytherin team scowled. "What in the name of blue kool aid happened?" she asked, looking scared as her friend was lying on the grass. Nobody dared to ask what she meant by the whole blue kool aid thing.
"Well…" said Christina, sounding injured and sending a wink at Draco, "I…we…" Bella looked mortified. "We beat your little Gryffinwhore asses!" she yelled as she jumped up and began running away from Bella.
"You little…" said Bella as she began chasing after her.
"This is going to be one interesting year," said Montague as he watched the two girls chasing each other in different directions.
"That stupid sneaky little bastard of a snitch." Said Malfoy. Potter began to back away.
"I'm not doing that. She may be hott, but that's just wrong." Said Harry. Draco considered this. She was indeed, hott, as Potter had said. And she would indeed, probably kick his ass, but he had to beat Gryffindor at least once.
"Oh fuck it. I'm a Malfoy." he said, and he was off. He was speeding towards her. He reached out, he was almost there. He smacked right into her from behind and grabbed the snitch. He was so triumphant he didn't realize he had knocked her off her broom. She was falling. Get closer and closer to the ground. He dove as quickly as possible. He was catching up to her. Finally he let go of his broom and caught her in both arms. Everyone stopped holding their breath and cheered. The game was over. Slytherin had beaten Gryffindor, and Draco Malfoy had just saved the life of the hottest girl in Slytherin.
"Oh…my…God." she said through breaths.
"Are you okay?" he asked, still holding her.
"I think so." She said as she stood up. She looked around and noticed the scoreboard. "We won?" she said in a whisper. "We won!" she yelled as she jumped up and down. "Ugh I don't even care that you rammed into my ass nearly killing me, and do you know why Draco? Because we won!" Christina began rolling around on the grass as Bella approached the crowd of Slytherins.
"Move it…Gryffindor coming through…" she said as the Slytherin team scowled. "What in the name of blue kool aid happened?" she asked, looking scared as her friend was lying on the grass. Nobody dared to ask what she meant by the whole blue kool aid thing.
"Well…" said Christina, sounding injured and sending a wink at Draco, "I…we…" Bella looked mortified. "We beat your little Gryffinwhore asses!" she yelled as she jumped up and began running away from Bella.
"You little…" said Bella as she began chasing after her.
"This is going to be one interesting year," said Montague as he watched the two girls chasing each other in different directions.