A/N: Enjoy, yeah I know it's short…
Chapter Seven
The First Kiss and A Little More
This part is a bit strange because I do not even understand what made him do it now. It was quite amazing and I am glad he made the first move because I would have made an ass out of myself it I would have to have done it.
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"This game is going to go well into the night if one of the seekers don't find the snitch!" Lee Jordan's voice rang through the stadium.
Indeed he was right. It was a Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match and I had bettered my skills to match Harry's. Boos rang through the stadium as our house tied the score at 50-50. Where was that snitch? I was zooming around frantically looking for it.
There. By the keepers goal post for Gryffindor. I forced my broom to go at breakneck speed toward the goal post. Faster! I thought frantically. As if it read my mind, my broom shot forward. I sped toward the goal post, as the sun was setting. Boos rang again. 60-50 Slytherin. I reached out and grabbed… air. Damn it. Harry got it. I was mad.
"Harry Potter catches the snitch and receives 150 points for Gryffindor! Gryffindor win! Gryffindor win!!!"
My team and I landed on the ground. It was not like it was an important game. It was still the beginning of the season; it was only the middle of November. That did not stop me from being upset. The only thing I liked and I could not do it right. I felt like I failed my mother for some reason, maybe it was because she really liked Quidditch. But whatever it was, my failure brought on a depression that made me think of my mother.
I stormed off the pitch and into the change rooms. I whipped off my Quidditch robes and threw them to the ground. I marched into the showers, and roughly cleaned myself off. Then, I stormed off toward my dorm.
"Draco!" Harry's voice followed me down the hall and I just kept walking. "Draco, wait!"
I just kept walking. I ignored him and he ran toward me. He grabbed my arm and I turned to gaze at him, enraged.
"Piss off!" I yelled. He stared at me as if I had struck him.
"What's your problem?" He asked after a moments pause. My eyes flashed with anger.
"None of your business!"
"I'm making it my business!" He countered.
"No, I won't let you. Let me go!!"
"Not until you tell me what's bothering you!" It had turned into a shouting match in the hallway. I was surprised no teachers had come to investigate what was wrong. "Are you mad about the Quidditch?"
"Do you think me so shallow as to throw a tantrum about a Quidditch match?!"
"No, but I just thought I'd ask."
"Let. Me. Go."
"Not until you tell me!"
"It's not important nor is it your concern!"
"It is my concern because it is bothering you!"
I managed to get free from his almost bruising grasp. I just booked it. I ran as fast as I could toward my dorm, down the corridor, around corners, down one flight of stairs. I was almost past the entrance to Gryffindor tower when he caught me. He tackled me to the ground. I struggled to get free, but he pinned my wrists to the ground.
"Tell me what's wrong," he said gently. I turned my head away from him, cursing myself for not being able to fight back my damn tears. Then, I gave up and just let them fall. I looked to him with angered eyes.
"Fine!" I shouted into his face. "Do you really want to know what's been bothering me?" He nodded as if he was unsure if he should get it out of me. "Well, last summer, Voldemort killed my mother and it's all because of me. There are you hap-."
His lips covered mine in a tender kiss filled with love. I did not stop him I let him precede and I relished it. It was wonderful. It was amazing. I took comfort in it. It scared me how much I needed that and craved more. We remained there on the ground in front of Gryffindor tower for what felt like an eternity. Then, it happened.
"Harry what are you-. Malfoy?" Ron's horrified gasp met us on the ground. We both scrambled up blushing and he was stammering explanation, while I just looked at my hands. "Listen, Harry I don't care what you do. I just wish you would have told us."
Ron left us in an awkward silence. I do not know why I did it, but I ran again. Of course he caught me again. He slammed me up against a shadowed wall and I gazed into his, now very dark, green eyes. He gazed back into my silver blue ones.
"What do you want from me?" I whispered.
"Everything."
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns it all… I'm just the twisted person who bends the Characters to her will. Oh, I own Barren, Daren Oranmore, Joley Harrison, and Derrick Johansson
A/N: So how was that? It took them a while eh? Middle of November. Well, did you like it? I'm thinking they are going to be all blushy around each other for a while before they start up a relationship. Ya know? I glad everyone who has reviewed is liking it because I have way too much fun writing this. I wonder, has anyone figured out what's going to happen? Tell me in a review, but don't say what's gonna happen cuz I want it to be a surprise for everyone else. I just hope you guys don't freak when it happens. Oh well, what can ya do? Thanks so much for reading this. And Reviewing, I love you guys for it! Thanks again, Luv Gia