A/N: This is 3 Chapters put together I think... don't quote me! lol. But thanks to all the reviews. Updating! YAY FOR ME!

2 DAYS LATER

"QUIDDITCH TRYOUTS TOMORROW! DON'T FORGET!" Harry shouted to the entire common room, slapping a reminder sign on the bulletin board with the open positions, one beater and a chaser, listed. "2nd year and up!"

People started to crowd the bulletin board, and many walked away with their friends, discussing whether or not they wanted to try out. About a minute after it was put up, a figure came barreling down the stairs, stopping in front of the sign.

"Damn it, I wish Harry wasn't Seeker," she said.

"Why do you say that Vikky?" a male voice asked from behind her. She screamed, and whirled on him, smacking him as she turned.

"Harry! I'm so sorry!" she blushed.

"Ah, it's ok, I'm used to it. So, why do you wish I wasn't Seeker?" Harry asked with a small grin as he rubbed his cheek where she had smacked him.

"Well, it's the only position I really like to play. I might try for Chaser, but it just doesn't hold my interest as well as Seeker," she explained, cringing as she saw his face turning red where she had hit him. "I'm so sorry about that," she repeated.

"It's fine. Like I said, I'm used to getting hit. But it'd be nice to have you try out," he said, blushing slightly.

"I'll think about it. Now, did you do your homework yet?" she asked with a weird expression on her face that made Harry start laughing. "What are you laughing at?" she asked with a threatening glare.

"Nothing," Harry said, his laughter stopping abruptly as he held a straight face "And yes, I did my homework. So Quidditch won't interfere because it's already done," he muttered.

"What do you look so surprised for?" he asked, feeling hurt.

"Well, just, in the two weeks that I have been here, you haven't EVER done your homework without me or Hermione telling you to do it," she reminded him.

"Oh. Yeah," he started to blush again. "Well, I did it today," he said with a stubborn look on his face, his jaw set.

"Well, good for you Harry. I'm proud. My little boys all grown up and doing his HOMEWORK!" she said, pinching his cheek playfully.

"You did NOT just do that!" Harry said in shock, staring at her, his mouth open slightly in surprise.

"Yes. I'm so proud of you! You're all growed up and making your own decisions. Wouldn't all mommy's be proud?" she teased in a baby voice.

"I am SO gonna get you for that," he growled, and she pretended to look scared as she looked for an escape.

"Oh really Mr. Potter?" she asked as she saw the portrait hole open just then.

"Gotta catch me first!" she cried, making a mad dash for the hole, dimly aware it was Hermione entering through the hole.

"Hi Hermione! Bye Hermione!" she called as she ran through, and Hermione turned to watch her go, and then turned back to go into the common room when she saw another figure rushing towards her.

"Hi Hermione! Bye Hermione!" Harry yelled behind him as he bolted through the hole, keeping his eye on Vikky.

Hermione shook her head as she watched them run away. "When will they just admit they are a match made in heaven?" she asked herself as she settled down to read a book.

"Can't catch me Harry!" Vikky yelled as she ran, laughing as she went.

"Oh yes I can Ms. Krum!" he cried back, lengthening his stride, gaining ground.

Vikky shrieked as she saw him catching up, and she jumped onto a set of staircases just as it started to move. She hurtled down them, but unfortunately, Harry made a huge leap and landed on the stairs also, running down them after her.

"You can't win Potter!" she shouted, increasing her speed, turning into a corridor only getting a little ways down before she turned back to look for him, seeing him rounding it behind her. Her long hair streamed behind her back, and his hair was already wind ruffled.

She flew around another corner, not watching where she was going as she ran, just randomly turning. As she rounded another corner, Harry close at her heels, she suddenly collided with someone. Her force sent both of them tumbling to the ground. She ended up rolling over the person she had collided with, and she groaned. Harry was able to slide to a stop before running into-

"Malfoy," Harry sneered at the figure that was now sprawled on the floor ungracefully.

"Watch where your little girlfriend is going," he hissed, standing up and smoothing his hair. Vikky groaned, slowly getting to her feet.

"He's not my boyfriend," she managed to get out before Harry had a chance to response. Draco got a curious look on his face before he grinned.

"But he has a hell of a better chance than you Malfoy, so back off," she said, her eyes cold as she glared at him.

"Whatever. You're lucky I don't dock points for your shenanigans," he said crossly. He walked away, and Harry looked at Vikky.

"You ok?" he asked her. She nodded slowly, rubbing her temple.

"You sure?" he asked. She took a step towards him, using her finger to motion him closer. He leaned in, and she took another step towards him.