Air whipping through Harry's hair. It was quidditch practice and Harry was looking for the golden snitch. It was Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Oh what a coincidence. Two lovebirds fighting for the golden snitch?
"Hey, Potter! Why don't you just give up?" Draco sneered. "You won't be able to find it anyway…four eyes!" "Shut your face Malfoy!" Harry snapped. "Your team hasn't got any good players…especially the seeker!" Harry whirled pass Malfoy pretending he saw the snitch at the ground beside the Gryffindor goal posts and Draco fell for it. Trying to stop Harry from getting the snitch he went after him. As Harry pulled out of the dive something black and fast came pelting towards Harry. It hit him in the face and the last thing he saw was the worried look of Draco.

"Shhh…Harry's about to wake up" "George…will you" "How long have I been unconscious?" He wheezed.
"Oh about a day..." George said grinning. "But don't worry…You'll still be able to play for the quidditch finals!" Fred added.
"Shut up you two! You ok, Harry?" Hermione asked worriedly. "Madam Pomfrey says that you should stay one more night here at the hospital wing just to make sure you're ok…" "Yeah…I'm ok it wa" "But Harry! That was wicked! What you did out there! That was awesome! Harry…You did the Wronski Feint!" Ron suddenly bursted those words out in one breath. "But I just wish Draco did crash…" Ginny pouted. Just as Ginny said that, Madam Pomfrey came in and shooed them away telling them that it was time to eat their dinner and leave Harry to rest. Harry secretly thanked Madam Pomfrey for that because he was just too tired to laugh and talk with his friends. Then he suddenly remembered Draco's face before he fainted back there. He wondered why he looked so worried. Draco should be laughing his head off that time… yawn… "What's wrong with you Harry? You shouldn't think of things like that right now…" Harry said weakly to himself.
And soon Harry drifted off to his dreams.