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

Thank you to: Allison Lupin for your (fast) review!

Chapter 15

While the Extreme Quidditch players had been preparing for their demonstration game, Draco, Hermione, Katie, Alicia, Fleur and Remus had been doing work on their spells. They'd been practising on each other, like Hermione had suggested, and all were now certain that the spells would work. Draco had a little surprise for them when they met for the last time before the demonstration game.

He had had robes made with text that would light up in different colours. The text read

"We support Weasley & Co.

We live with them."

They all agreed to wear them when they would be in the stands cheering their men on.

Obviously, their Quidditch playing other halves knew nothing about any of these things. Remus suggested that they hadn't asked because they didn't want to run the risk of giving them ideas. He had a very predatory smile on his face that made Draco very happy to be living with Harry.

The morning of Anniversary Day Harry was up early, packing his bag and running around making sure he had everything. The rest of the day he and Draco did their chores around the house and avoided talking about anything Quidditch related. It was very difficult.

At the agreed time they apparated to NQL HeadQuarters. Draco could sense that Harry was getting nervous. He took his hand in his and gave a reassuring smile. Harry squeezed his hand and managed to return the smile. They then walked to the locker rooms, all the while talking and trying to pay as little attention as possible to the people around them. They finally saw Oliver outside the locker rooms.

"Hey Harry! We've been waiting for you. Will you come in?" Oliver already sounded excited. Harry sighed.

"Sure Oliver. I just need to say something to Dray and then I'll come in alright?"

When they were alone Harry turned to Draco.

"Thank you for being here today with me Dray. It's good to know that you aren't angry anymore.", he gave him a little kiss and thought he saw Draco blush. Draco just pulled him into a tight hug.

"I know you'll play wonderfully Harry. Just surprise me by catching that Snitch as fast as you can, ok?" He kissed Harry and almost shoved him inside the locker rooms. He then went to look for the rest of the "wives". They were already sitting in their seats at the stands and he slipped in his seat between Hermione and Remus. They all took off their outer robes and now wore the robes Draco had had made. They had agreed to not cast the spells during the game. It had been their original plan though, but after thinking of the distraction it could mean from the game, they had decided against it. They still wanted revenge, but they did not want their men in hospital.

Meanwhile, in the locker rooms Harry, George, Fred and Oliver felt like old times at Hogwarts when they had played together on their House's team. Oliver was just as hyper now as he had been then before a game and George and Fred were already wondering about his habitual speech. Bill and Charlie weren't familiar with before-the-game Oliver and were enjoying themselves immensely. Especially as Oliver started his speech and it appeared to be much like the one he used to give at Hogwarts. George and Fred were still able to take the speech over from him and repeat it word for word. And they did. Oliver was not amused.

Harry was growing nervous as the time neared that they would have to go to the pitch. He had checked his broom so many times after attaching the straps that Ginny finally said to him "Harry, you've checked it already. Surely it's going to stay just like that now." He had only given her a sheepish smile.

Then, they heard the speaker announce the beginning of the game. As agreed, Ginny wouldn't start the game. She had agreed that she would relieve one of her brothers playing Chaser.

And then they wer in the air. They just had time to notice the robes their other halves were wearing and smile over them. When Harry's name was called he heard the cheers and the screams. But those were quickly forgotten when he had to avoid a Bludger coming his way. He did take his time to realise that he was playing Quidditch with Oliver and the Weasleys on the NQL's Anniversary Day in their own stadium, against Oliver's teammates of Puddlemere United. He could tell that Ron was excited too. But then the game was full in action and he had to keep all of his attention on staying on his broom and making sure that the Bludgers stayed out of his way. It was a good thing Draco had read up on his healing charms in the past weeks, Harry thought. He was going to need them!

On the stands, Draco was having a hard time looking at the game. He had his wand ready and several times came very close to letting the burning Bludgers explode. Hermione managed to keep him from doing it everytime because the game would've stopped too soon otherwise. Finally she confiscated his wand. He gave her the Malfoy glare but she just smiled at him sweetly and gave his wand to Remus to be kept in custody. Draco sighed. The werewolf was immune to his glare.

They'd been playing for 3 hours now and the score was 90-65 in favour of Harry's team. The speaker was amazed about it and wouldn't stop mentioning it. Harry already knew that he would be needing Draco's help and the hot bath he would pull him. He just hoped that he could stay on his broom long enough to spot the Snitch. Ron had been knocked off his broom so many times that Oliver felt it right to replace him with Ginny.

The score soon went up to 150 – 135 and the crowd was watching in awe. Draco was so nervous he already had told Remus off at least twice about the fact that he stayed so calm despite the fact that "Bill must be covered in bruises by now too!"

Remus had just looked at him and said in a clipped voice "Tell me something I don't know!"

Draco threatened Hermione with leaving the stands everytime Harry had to duck or evade a burning Bludger. Basically, he was so nervous he was annoying everyone.

Finally, Harry spotted the Snitch. But, since the other team's Seeker was the one from Oliver's team, so had he. And so a determined hunt for the Snitch began. The speaker and thus the whole stadium caught on soon enough.

Draco gave a relieved sigh. "Go on Potter, catch that bloody Snitch so that we can go home and I can take care of you!"

To Draco's dismay it turned out that today's Snitch was even harder to catch than usual. the hunt went on and on for quite some time. At long last Harry had a good view of the Snitch. He made his broom pick up speed so as to keep it in his sight. As if this Snitch had talked to the Weasley's Snitch, it also dived low. And, just like that day, Harry went after it, taking his broom lower too. The other Seeker followed.

The crowd cheered. Draco nearly fainted. "Oh, not again!"

Still both Harry and the other Seeker were having a neck-and-neck race, following the Snitch around the pitch. Harry was patient and waited for the Snitch to go even lower. After a while it did. Harry went after it. The other Seeker followed him. Harry made his broom pick up more speed. The Snitch made a dip. He slipped his feet in the straps and stood up on his broom.

The crowd screamed. Draco swayed and was stayed by Hermione. He groaned. "I'm either going to kill him or chain him to the bed. I might do both but not in that order!" Hermione couldn't help herself and giggled. It earned her a glare from Draco. He didn't want to look but he couldn't close his eyes. It was as if they were glued on his boyfriend with a morbid fascination.

By now Harry had the Snitch in plain sight. Somewhere during his dive down he had lost the other Seeker and it was now his pursuit. He waited for the right moment and then extended his arm and lunged for the Snitch while flipping himself over so that he was hanging upside down on his broom. And just like that memorable day at the Weasley's, he had caught the Snitch.

The crowd was cheering so loud that they could no longer hear themselves. Remus motioned for them to follow him. He led them down the stands and then they walked in the direction of the locker rooms. They had to wait for a while and then they were allowed in. Hermione thought their robes might have something to do with the fact that it all went so easy.

When they entered their men were just finishing getting dressed.

Draco hurried over to Harry's side and simply folded him into his arms. "Hmmm…", Harry sighed and leaned in.

"You had me scared up their Potter", Draco said, voice still a bit shaky. Now Harry's arms folded around Draco. They were holding each other by way of confirmation that they were still there, together. "How are you feeling?", Draco now asked him.

"Great! I caught the Snitch!", he said with a big smile.

Draco rolled his eyes. "I know that! You couldn't have caught the bloody thing a bit sooner? I was talking about the bruises you no doubt have collected quite an impressive number of."

Harry merely smiled at him, then winced.

"See? How are you really feeling?"

"Like I am going to really really need you healing skills and one of your hot baths before I am up to facing tonight's party", he confessed. He now had his face in the crook of Draco's neck and shoulder and wasn't planning on moving anytime soon. Draco didn't seem to mind either and so they stayed that way, both enjoying the feel of each other. When they did open their eyes again, the only ones left in the locker room were Remus and Bill. Who were having their own moment, so Harry and Draco decided to leave quietly. Before the game they all had agreed to go home after the game and meet at the party that evening. Draco and Harry walked slowly to the Apparation Point. When they got there, Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and took them both home. By now they had their own after-Extreme-Quidditch-ritual and they quickly went about their business.

By the time Draco had Harry bruise-free and in his hot bath, he started to get nervous.

To try to get rid of his nerves, he went about taking care of diner. That didn't take too long and then his nerves had free reign. For the fourth time since they'd been home, he checked up on the small gift wrapped box he had waiting for Harry. It was the surprise he had brought with him from Ireland but never got to give to him because of what happened the day he had come home. Now that things had settled back and were better than before, at least he thought so, he figured it was the right time to give Harry his surprise.

Harry soon picked up on his nervousness. After all, Malfoy's don't do nervous, as Draco had told him many times before. But he clearly saw Draco fidget and play with his food. But seeing as he was really really hungry he decided to eat first and ask questions later.

After diner they settled on the couch. Once again, Harry was in his favourite spot, in Draco's lap curled up against his chest. They both sighed in contentment and were quiet for a while.

It didn't take all that long before Draco started shifting. Harry decided that now was the time.

"Dray, what's the matter? You've been all nervous and fidgety since we've been home. Don't think I haven't noticed!", he said.

"You're right.", Draco admitted.

"Huh?" Harry wasn't used to Draco admitting being nervous so fast.

"You're right. I am nervous."

"Is it about tonight, the party?", Harry asked him softly.

Draco shook his head. "No, that's the least of my worries. Do you remember that I went to Ireland and I told you I'd have a surprise for you?" He watched Harry's face closely. After a while he saw realisation dawn.

"Well, I did have it with me when I came back, but then we had the whole Extreme Quidditch fight and I never got around to giving it to you. Could you sit next to me for a second? I need to get up to get it for you."

Harry moved to the seat next to Draco, while Draco walked to the table where he had put the little box. When he came back, he gave it to Harry. "Don't open it yet. First you need to sit here again.", and he pointed to his lap. With a big smile Harry complied and snuggled up close still holding on to the box.

"Go on then, open it.", Draco urged.

With careful movements Harry took care of the wrapping paper. He gasped as he saw what kind of box it was. He looked up at Draco, question in his eyes. Draco nodded. "Yes, that's right. Go on, now, open it!" He was sounding impatient and nervous at the same time.

Harry opened the box and was too stunned to speak.

"Do….. do you like it?" Draco asked softly, sounding insecure.

"It's for me?", Harry now asked him, just as softly. Draco nodded.

Harry looked at him, eyes shining bright from happiness. "I absolutely love it!" And before Draco could brace himself he got an armful of a happy Gryffindor.

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