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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, help with some of the dialogue (and the fun following attempts) and down right silly conversations!

Thank you to: Sowen, Hp-Azn, Sheree, cheer4life-2005 and Taerkrsbass for reviewing!!!

Sowen: Am very sorry, but for your question you'll need to wait until the next chapter, which I'll be posting next week. ;-) Nat

Hp-Azn: Veer and I had a wonderful e-mail conversation following your review and your idea for this chapter. You came pretty close!!!! Nat

Sarah (cheer4life-2005): No, you're not imagining things! I am working on a fic where they get together, but due to a challenge on LiveJournal I'll have to write that one later. But it is definitely coming!!! (I love Remus and usually try to hook him up with either Sirius – but he's dead now – or Bill grins) Nat

Sheree: The thing with the Weasleys is that they all love Quidditch so much that they can't imagine anyone getting angry over it... Speaking of which, I hope you like this chapter! Nat

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Chapter 11

"Hello Mrs. Weasley", an uncertain Draco Malfoy said.

"What happened to calling me Molly?", she wanted to know.

"Well, with what happened with Harry and me, I wasn't sure if I was welcome to call you by your first name anymore.", Draco explained, feeling like a fool.

"Thank you Draco, that is considerate, but unnecessary. On both sides mistakes have been made. Would you like a cup of tea?" One look at the nervous young man and Molly's motherly instincts took over. Before he knew it, he was sitting at the kitchen table with a steaming cup of tea in front of him. He sipped his tea, slowly working up his courage to ask how Harry was.

"Molly, how is he?", he finally asked her, concern in his voice.

"He's slowly getting better. I won't lie to you. He doesn't look good, but you should remember that he has looked worse. Your letter and poem helped Draco, that I know.", Molly answered him.

"Does he sleep at all?", Draco now dared ask.

"Hardly. He's been having his nightmares again, you know. I worry.". Molly put her finger to her lips, indicating that Draco should be silent. She nodded. "He'll be down soon, you'll see for yourself."

And sure enough, they both heard someone walking down the stairs and turning towards the kitchen. "Molly, if you want I can take care of that problem in the..........." Harry froze when he saw Draco sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea in front of him. He looked at Molly. "He just apparated in, dear. Why don't the both of you take a nice walk? That'll help to clear your minds and you can talk in private."

Harry swung his head back from Molly towards Draco. Draco had been looking at him the whole time and despite the warnings he'd been given from Ginny, Arthur and Molly, Harry's looks gave him a fright. He felt even more guilty. He had done this to his Harry. Over a game of Quidditch, just like Ginny had said. As he put his cup of tea down on the table, he saw Harry's eyes lock on his new ring. "Thank you for your gift, Harry. I really like it.", he said in a soft voice.

Harry gave him an uncertain smile. "It took me ages to hunt it down, you know. I'm glad you like it. Do you want to go for a walk?" Again that uncertain smile.

Something pulled inside Draco. He realised he might've damaged more than he intended. He'd see how much that was and then start working on putting it back together.

They started walking. Both wanting to hold the other's hand, both not daring to do so, afraid to break the fragile bond that was now between them. They reached a large clearing with trees. Harry pointed to a large one. "Do you want to go and have a seat there? It's quiet, in the shade and maybe then we can talk?" Draco nodded. They sat down and were quiet. At first it was nice, just sitting there together after having been apart for those weeks. But after a while it became clear that neither knew how to begin. As Draco was feeling very guilty, he decided to break the silence.

"There are so many things I want to say, Harry, but I don't know where to begin.", he said with a sigh.

"After Ginny was done yelling at me and Arthur came to visit, I did do a lot of thinking, Harry.", Draco said in an earnest voice. "And I've come to the conclusion that I haven't been all that honest with you."

Harry paled. Surely he didn't mean........... Draco saw it and hastened to say "No! No, I've never cheated on you! The fact is well......Ginny was right."

Harry looked at him questioningly. "Right about what Dray? She never told me and so I don't know what she said. And I never asked."

"Well, what it came down to was that I was selfish because I've asked you to give a lot of things up for me.", Draco glanced to his side to see how Harry was taking it. Harry looked confused.

"What's made it selfish,", Draco continued, "is that most of the things you've given up, I've had all these past years and I never even thought about it."

"Dray, I could've said 'no', you know.", Harry said softly, still confused.

"Yes, but the point is that you never asked anything in return! I've just expected you to do it and I've never asked myself what I should give up." Draco looked troubled.

"It's not a question of keeping score. All I've ever truly needed was for you to be there and to love me. And you have!"

"You know what really hurt me?", Draco now asked, deciding to talk about their problem. "Why didn't you tell me about Extreme Quidditch?"

"I didn't tell you because I know how you hate it if anything happens to me. But I really wanted to help Oliver out. So at first I thought I'd help him with making up new rules. Then – after a lot of owling – we decided that it had to be tried out. And then Bill and Charlie came over and I always enjoy playing Quidditch with them. And you were gone a lot or working very hard and I never really got around to telling you. I really am sorry about not telling you, Dray. I should've realised that you'd be angry when you found out. I really can't blame you for getting upset about it. Or not wanting to be around me, at that."

He looked at Harry and shook his head. "No, I don't like it when you get hurt. But it's become very clear that the way I've been going about it hasn't been the right way. I think it's time we talked about what happened after you killed Voldemort and I took you to that hospital. Then maybe you will understand why I hate the thought of you getting hurt. And then you can explain to me how you've felt the past years doing things you actually didn't want to do."

"How.... How did you....", Harry was stunned to hear these words. He hadn't thought Draco would ever understand how he felt.......

"Let's just say that a mutual friend came to visit me one night and yelled some truths into me..." Draco said with a little smile.

"That friend wouldn't happen to have long red hair and be dating Oliver Wood, now would she?" Harry said, smiling in return. Draco nodded.

"That's what I managed to figure out in these past weeks too.", Draco said.

"So what do we do now?", Harry's voice almost broke. Suddenly he sat upright and looked Draco straight in the eye. "Just tell me one thing, Dray. Are you here to break up with me?" Draco was stunned. It took him a while, but then he was pulled to act. He took Harry's hand.

"No. I'm not breaking up with you, Harry!" Draco tried to look Harry in the eyes. But Harry was avoiding that. So Draco thought that the more evidence, the better and kissed him softly on his lips. That got a smile out of Harry. But after a while the frown on his forehead was back. "But you moved out! I didn't think you were coming back." Harry trembled slightly.

With one hand he cupped Harry's chin and turned his face so that he could look into his eyes. "Listen to me, Harry. No, I am not breaking up with you. I've missed you too much and I love you too much to do that. I've even moved back into the flat. I've never noticed, though, how quiet it is without you there."

Harry only nodded.

"I guess I haven't noticed a lot of things, huh?", Draco was now looking miserable too. "I would like a chance to make it up to you. To show you that I love you, instead of just saying it."

"Ok.", Harry said, feeling overwhelmed by Draco's actions. He hadn't expected this at all. He had been ready to have Draco tell him he wouldn't be coming back. "Harry, would you tell me how things are going with Ginny and Oliver? All the Weasleys have been angry with me, especially Ginny, so I haven't gotten any update letters."

This brought a smile on Harry's face and he told Draco all that he knew. They had a lot of fun when Harry told Draco about the evening of Ginny's going away diner and how the Weasley brothers had acted. When he told him about the letter he had read that morning, Draco was roaring with laughter. Somewhere during that conversation, Draco had wrapped his arm around Harry's shoulder and Harry scooted closer and closer, so that he had his head on Draco's shoulder. They then sat like that for a while, enjoying the silence and each other's company. After a while Draco felt something heavy leaning against him. When he took a proper look at Harry, he saw that he had fallen asleep.

Draco silently thought that to be a good sign. He tightened his hold on Harry and let himself drift off too. When he woke up it was clearly getting dark, but Harry made no sign of waking up. After having sat there together, Draco's arm was starting to feel numb. He tried to wake Harry up by shaking his shoulder, but that made Harry only nuzzle closer to his chest. That made Draco chuckle and Harry stir. But he didn't wake up. Now his arm was really protesting, so Draco decided to use stronger methods. He kissed Harry. That did work. Only it worked so well that by the time Draco came to his senses, he was lying underneath Harry and he was being kissed just the way he liked it best......

"Hmmm.... Harry", he mumbled in between the kisses he was receiving. He felt Harry smile against his lips.

"Now, that is a great way to wake up", Harry whispered and gave him a kiss on his cheek. They cuddled for a while longer and then reluctantly sat up again.

"Hi there. Why did you wake me up?" Harry asked while softly kissing Draco's neck.

"Well, you had fallen asleep in my arms. And as much as I like having you there, my arm was starting to protest. I'm not sure how long you've slept, but it must've been a couple of hours."

"No wonder you wanted me to wake up.", Harry said.

"Well, that and I was getting hungry. Why don't we go and tell the Weasleys that we are ok.... We ARE ok, now, right Harry?" Draco winced. He hated sounding insecure, but he wasn't taking anymore chances with Harry.......

Harry nodded. They helped each other up and started walking back to The Burrow. Now Draco did grab Harry's hand and got a little squeeze as response.

"Harry, how long did you plan to stay here?"

"Well, without you at the flat I wasn't going back, Dray. Do........... do you want me to come back?" Harry asked, biting his lip.

"Yes I do. We need to do a lot of talking, Harry, and as much as I appreciate the Weasleys I'd rather we do that in private.".

By the time they got back to The Burrow, Draco was getting nervous. Harry picked up on it.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, we'll be back there and by this time Arthur must be home and I am sure Ginny will pop up out of nowhere and......", Draco started to get himself worked up. Harry silenced him by a quick peck on his lips.

"Those Weasleys have you worried now, do they?", he asked with a glint in his eyes.

"Hmm....", was all that Draco could say because they had reached the kitchen door.

"Ready?", Harry asked him. Draco nodded and they entered the kitchen. It appeared to be a full kitchen as they were faced by Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Katie, Alicia, Molly and Arthur.

Harry stood there with a goofy grin on his face, while Draco was starting to feel more uncomfortable by the minute.

"Well....", Molly started, seeing that they were not going to move on their own. "Why don't you two sit down, so that we can have diner."

They had made it to desert before anybody dared to inquire after the state of their relationship. Naturally, it had to be Ron. "So, Harry, are you and Malfoy back together or what?" That insensitive question earned him a swat at the back of his head by Hermione. When he glared at her she smiled at him sweetly.

"No we are not.", Harry sat in in a clear voice. That got everybody's attention, including Draco's. "We never broke up." He gave Draco a smile. "We had.............issues. We still have them, but now at least we are talking about them."

"Well, at least we are very happy to see you two together again.", Fred said sweetly. Draco glared at him suspiciously. "Why don't we talk about what you'll be doing next week?"

Before either Harry of Draco could answer that, Molly stepped in. She sounded upset. "Oh no you don't! Don't think for one minute my attention will shift that easily! I cannot believe that you would send your brother after your sister! And think that she wouldn't notice! Really sometimes I think you boys haven't grown up one little bit!"

The rest of the evening the twins tried to tease Draco and Harry enormously to divert Molly's attention from themselves, with questions of what they'd been doing all afternoon. When Draco had enough, he decided to shut them up for the rest of the evening. "Well, I did have Harry in my arms most of the time...", he looked directly at the twins and Ron and wiggled his eyebrows.

Ron groaned.

"Hmm.... now that you mention it, you did!", Harry purred and scooted closer to Draco.

The twins groaned. Molly, Arthur, Hermione, Katie and Alicia looked on, curious to the outcome.

When the twins remained silent, Draco lifted an eyebrow. "What, no inquiry as to what we did while I was holding him?"

"Please, Malfoy, don't put mental images in my head!", Ron moaned.

"But, I don't understand!", Harry put in, helping Draco along. "You've been fishing all evening, and when we finally tell you, you don't want to know!"

The twins now turned red. Draco snickered.

"He fell asleep in my arms! Get your minds out of the gutter. Please!", he huffed. To prove it, Harry snuggled closer. When Draco dared to look into Molly's face, he received a grateful look.
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