Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Author's Note: The idea for this story came when I saw an action figure of Harry Potter called Extreme Quidditch... Many thanks to Veer for beta-work, inspiration and down right silly conversations!

Chapter 3

In between his final preparations for that night's diner, Harry's mind couldn't help but wonder to the Extreme Quidditch practice match that they would be having soon. Especially the owl that had come from Charlie soon after they had set the initial rules. Charlie wanted to add to the rules. He wanted to put in that knocking players off their brooms would be allowed, and that the teams were to continue the game should that happen. The rest of the players would then have to "regroup" to make up for the position of the player that was knocked out of the game. Harry'd immediately owled the rest of the team, telling them that he wasn't all that happy with that new rule.

"After all, I have a lot of experience with being knocked off my broom. Unfortunately, the Seeker will be the first to be taken out with this new rule. It practically makes me fair game! I object!!!!"

So far he hadn't received an answer. He suspected that the Weasleys were having a meeting of some sorts about it. And that was what made him anxious, not receiving a reassuring answer back. A couple of days later he had received an owl. It read

Dear Harry,

Living with Malfoy sure did soften you up! You've been fair game ever
since you stepped up that broom in your first year at Hogwarts! What's
this really about?

Fred en George Weasley

The letter he'd sent them had explained perfectly what this was about.

Dear Fred en George,

This is about the fact that being knocked off your broom would then be
allowed! Not to mention the burning Bludgers who will, no doubt, take
a liking to me. That's what I am worried about. As to the Malfoy
comment: wait until the two of you finally will start living with
Katie and Alicia. We'll have a nice little talk then.

Harry

It remained owl-silent after that. Harry suspected that it was the 'living with Katie and Alicia' bit that had them taken aback. He only smiled at that thought. Oliver had finally written him back.

Harry,

It took me some time to talk some sense into those Weasleys, but
hopefully they do understand now. As to the clothing, You do have a
point and I am working on it. Bill and Charlie will be here in about a
week and a half, on Saturday. Are you able to come to The Burrow that
Sunday? If you need a cover just let me know.

Oliver Finally it was Friday night, to the immense relief of both Harry and Draco. Harry went almost nuts from all the tension. Draco couldn't take a nervous Harry for much longer.

Oliver was the first to arrive. He'd brought a bottle of wine and a single red rose. He was looking very nervous.

Great, Harry thought. Ginny isn't even here yet and already he's a bundle of nerves.

"Good evening, Wood.", Draco drawled, who'd come to greet Oliver.

Just as they had Oliver a bit calmed down and sipping his drink, there was a knock at the door. Harry went to open it.

"Hello Ginny.", both Draco and Oliver heard him say.

Oliver started to shift in his seat.

Draco stilled him with his hand. "You don't want to ruin how you look, now do you?", he asked Oilver.

Oliver shook his head.

"Then stop fidgeting.", Draco hissed just before Harry and Ginny came in. He stood up to kiss Ginny on her cheek.

Oliver had stood up as well. And stopped breathing when he saw her. She was wearing her hair down and a nice black dress. He was sure he'd started to drool. He missed the concerned look Harry gave him. He started breathing again when she said in that lovely voice of hers "Hello Oliver".

He managed to smile and to give her the rose. She blushed. He felt like he was floating. Draco and Harry sighed in relief.

With help from Draco and Harry they managed to keep a nice conversation going. After diner, when they were all sitting on the couch, Draco decided that enough politeness was enough.

"I'm sorry Harry, but we've been having a nice polite conversation for a couple of hours now, but not a word's been said about why we're really here."

Harry tried to shut him up. He received a Malfoy glare. Harry sighed. Oliver and Ginny merely looked at eachother.

Strange enough, that little display of Draco and Harry in action managed to break the ice.

Draco continued, wanting to get to the good stuff before the night was over. "So, to get right to it. The fact that both of you are here confirms that you like each other. Right?"

They both nodded, a bit surprised by the turn of events.

"Good."

Draco looked cute when he was being commanding, Harry thought. He planned to snog him senseless the first chance he'd get.

"So, now the question is, do you want to seriously give this a try?"

They looked at each other. Ginny blushed. They looked back at Draco and both nodded.

Draco looked satisfied.

"Great. I understand that having Harry and me here isn't exactly going to help you to get things moving along. So, I'm taking Harry somewhere else. That way you have the flat to yourselves and you can talk in private. We'll be back at about one o'clock."

Draco looked back at Hary. Harry was looking like he hadn't seen Draco before. Draco liked that because that way Harry wouldn't be paying attention where he would be apparating them soon. And he'd get a good snog out of it. He quickly walked over to Harry, threw his arms around Harry's waist and apparated them out of the flat. They landed in an alley.

"Dray?" Harry asked from his spot on Draco's chest where he'd snuggled himself because they were apparating.

"Yes?"

"Did you have this all planned?"

"Yeah. You were too worried and when I saw Wood I knew I was right to've thought of this other plan."

"You can tell me about it later. First I've got to do this.", Harry said before he put his hands around Draco's neck, pulled his head down and gave him the snog they'd both been fantasising about.

"Draco? Where are we exactly?"

"We're going to visit Blaise and Pansy. We haven't been over here for at least 2 months, Harry."

As Draco started to pull Harry along with him, he could hear Harry ask him "Do I have to?"

When they apparated back to the flat after, at least where Harry was concerned a long visit with Blaise and Pansy, they watched with interest as Oliver and Ginny jumped apart on the couch.

"Did you have a nice night?" Draco asked innocently.

Harry chuckled as Draco slid his arms around his waist and looked over his shoulder at the couple.

"We have a proposition for you two.", Draco said. He softly nuzzled Harry's neck and Harry nodded. "Anytime you need a place to meet, we're here to help. If not here, we'll help you with a different location. And we'll help you so that you're brothers aren't likely to find out."

Ginny, used to her brothers act towards her potential boyfriends just had to ask. "What's in it for you?"

Harry leaned back so that he could look Draco in the eye. They both smirked and then looked back at Oliver and Ginny.

"Revenge!", they answered in one voice.

The next weeks Harry and Draco received happy owls from Ginny, telling them about all the owls she and Oliver were writing to each other and how they were occasionally meeting 'accidentally' in Diagon Alley.

Meanwhile, correspondance regarding the upcoming practice match was increasing. The match would be soon and they didn't have a team to play against. Harry finally suggested to Oliver to ask his Puddlemere United teammates, of course swearing them to secrecy. Oliver had thanked Harry in a very long letter.

Harry had a hard time keeping it from Draco. He had had to bit his tongue when Draco had commented on all the owls that were coming. Harry had just told him that apparently all the Weasleys had decided to write to him. Draco had looked a bit suspicious but had let it go.

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