Disclaimer: I'll make this simple. I own nothing, except for the plot, and no money is being made. Well, with the exception of the tapes on Ebay that are selling rapidly. D.

Story Talk: Okay so now that I have shown that Harrys' friends are still alive, I am going to show you that quidditch is existent in my story. I think that is all the chapter is for. A nice little filler. Oh, just so no one is confused this is right after the conversation from chapter 11.

Authoress Ramble: Argh! It's one thirty in the morning and I am tired but since I love you all so much I am going to do some writing tonight. I just spent the last, about, two hours searching through all the HP books, trying to find characters. Mainly so I could create quidditch teams. I managed to come up with fairly realistic teams, and I only made up one character. It really sucked that Harry wasn't present for the sorting. And the fifth book only had two people sorted. I was all like GRR!

Chapter Twelve

"Where do you think you're going?" Draco said as Harry pulled away from their kiss and stood up.

"I have quidditch practice."

"I think you're going to be a little bit late." The blonde stood in front of Harry blocking his exit.

"Really?" Harry stepped into Draco and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around the blondes' slim waist and turned them around, so that Draco was no longer blocking his way. He then pulled away. "I think your predictions are as bad as Trelawneys. Bye Drac." He said before running out into the hall.

As Harry made his way down to the quidditch pitch, he ran into Ginny.

"Hey Gin." Harry said as he approached her.

"Hey." She replied, not really listening. She was reading a book of a sort.

"What are you reading?" Ginny didn't even look up when she replied.

"It's Potions, we have a quiz tomorrow, and well you know how Snape is." Harry decided to leave her to her reading after that. Grabbing her every once in a while to keep her from running into things. She would mumble a quick thanks and then continue to act as though he wasn't there.

Harry and Ginny had become good friends over the summer. She would always say that she couldn't believe she ever liked Harry. He was so much like a brother to her now. Their friendship was actually beginning to rival his and Rons'. They had become even closer now that they were on the quidditch team together. Ginny was a beater, now that Fred and George were gone, they needed new beaters. They had the two that Angelina had chosen, but they weren't that good. Andrew Kirke could actually be considered bad. So they replaced him. Since Ginny could no longer be the Seeker because Harry was back, she got the spot. She was actually really good. Nothing on Fred and George, but she did well and she helped Jack Sloper, the other beater, a lot. Rumor had it they were dating. Luckily, for Ginny, that rumor hadn't made it to Ron yet.

Ron was still the keeper and had improved a lot over the summer. Ginny complained that he made her throw balls, of any kind, for him to catch over the summer. Harry found out just how annoying it was when he went to visit them. But seeing how good he was now, he really didn't mind how annoying it had been.

Harry was pleased with his quidditch team, and was happy to be the captain. He was shocked when he found out he was going to be the captain. It kept Draco quiet for a while. Katie had initially been asked, seeing as how she was older and had been on the team longer. But she didn't want it. She said she wasn't captain material and would rather play than lead. So she was still a chaser, along with the Creevy brothers.

When the Creevys showed up, Harry banged his head on the clipboard he had. He didn't think they would have a long enough attention-span to play the sport, but they proved him wrong. They were kinda like Fred and George. They could read each other well. Harry thought their hyper-activeness would be bad, but it wasn't. It actually proved to be good. The Creevys would fly all over the place, swerving between players like crazy. It was hard to keep track of them.

He smiled, as he remembered the first game they played. Seamus was trying like crazy to keep track of their movements, but before he could finish saying one thing they'd have done two others and scored. He eventually gave up trying to detail it, and ended up saying, 'The Creevys' have the quaffle as I'm sure you all see. So keep track of what they are doing on your own.' through the rest of the game.

Their only problem was they had bad aim. They could take the quaffle and get it to the post, but once they tried to throw the ball it was all over. So they had Katie get the ball from them right before the post came up and she would score. Thankfully no one had figured this out yet, because once someone did, they would have to have a beater by her at all times.

As the two stepped outside Ginny closed her book.

"Sorry I just wanted to brush up a bit before practice. 5th year sucks."

"I remember." Harry said with a laugh.

"So how are things with you and Dean?" Harry had told Ginny over the summer that he was gay and that he was with Dean. He was really glad he had someone to tell. It was driving him crazy, keeping it to himself. She took it really well and helped Harry come to the decision not to tell Ron. He also decided not to tell Hermione, but that was only because he didn't want to have to ask her to keep it from Ron. So Ginny was the only one that knew, beside Dean, of course.

"Er . . . Well. They aren't."

"You two finally broke up?" Ginny asked. She didn't seem at all shocked, and that bothered Harry.

"What do you mean finally? Aren't you in the least bit surprised?"

"No, I'm not surprised. Harry, I know you better than that. You never loved Dean, as much as you may have wanted to. And you never would have loved him. So who are you with now?"

"Just because I left Dean that doesn't mean I'm with someone else."

"Yes, it does. You would not have broken up with Dean for any other reason, and the clothes that you have been wearing were meant to impress."

"Fine, I'm seeing someone." Harry said with a smile.

"See, I knew it. Who?"

"Well I don't know how you'll react, and really I don't know if I want you to find out."

"Harry, I will love you, no matter who you are dating. And I will accept him no matter who he is." She and Harry had stopped. Ginny was now standing in front of him, holding both of his hands. He looked down and took a deep breathe before quickly saying,

"Malfoy." He continued looking down. When Ginny didn't reply, he slowly looked up, to see her smiling and shaking her head.

"I will never understand you, and sometimes I don't think I want to." She replied laughing. She put her arm around Harrys' waist and they continued walking toward the pitch.

"So you really don't have a problem with this?"

"No. I know that you have good judgement and I trust it. I'm just going to assume that you've seen a side of Mal . . . Draco that we haven't. I would be worried that you had been put under the Imperius, but I know that it can't control you, so I'm left to believe he's different with you."

"He is."

"Good, so when can I find out how different he is?" Harry gave her a questioning look. "I want to meet him. If you can be his boyfriend, then I can be his friend. And I'm sure Dean wants to as well."

"How do you know that Dean knows?"

"Harry, you couldn't have dressed that well on your own. Ron and Neville have no sense of fashion, and Seamus, his fashion is . . . different. That, and Dean knows what makes you look amazing. Seamus would have taken off your glasses."

"Harry, Ginny, where have you been?" Katie asked.

"You weren't snogging, were you?" Collin added, Dennis behind him just as interested in the answer. Harry looked over to see that Jack had paled a bit.

"Don't be silly. We were just have a conversation, honest." Ginny answered, directing the honest toward Jack.

"While we get changed, I want all of you to fly a few laps." With that he and Ginny departed for the changing room. "So the rumors are true?" Harry asked once they were out of ear shot.

"What rumors?" Ginny asked, trying to appear innocent.

"He really isn't that bad looking, actually."

"Harry!"

"So when did you two get together."

"A few days ago, after Fridays' practice, he asked me to go to the next Hogsmeade trip with him. I said yes."

"It's really sad that I found out from a rumor."

"Yeah we haven't hung out for a while."

"Yeah, well with my detentions and stuff, it's been difficult."

"Well how about tomorrow we hang out after class, just us two we can catch up, and then around four Dean can join us. Then Draco can join around five."

"Yeah, I'll talk to him tonight."

"Are you guys meeting?" Ginny asked excitedly.

"We have detention." Harry said as he handed Ginny her broom. It was a Nimbus two-thousand. Fred and George gave it to her as an early Christmas present when they found out she was a beater. Their business was doing really well. Ron was peeved when they didn't get him a new broom, as well.

"Oh, well, that sucks."

"Yeah, I guess. Okay so let's meet at the room of requirements then, just knock okay." Ginny nodded and they mounted their brooms to join the others. Once Harry had flown a few laps, he stopped them.

"Okay, today I want to practice dodging blugers. I want one beater hitting at a time, because you and Jack need to practice as well. Ginny, you'll hit first. And Katie, I want you to practice the most. If we lose you, we lose the game. So, let's get to it."

They practiced dodging for a while, just having Ginny, then Jack, hit the blugers at them and they would have to move. Ron showed them a new move he had heard of called the Sloth Gripp Roll. Basically you were Hanging from your broom, by your feet and hands to avoid getting hit by the bludger. And while it worked well in keeping you from getting hit, it was the getting back up on the broom that proved to be rather difficult. Then they practiced it moving, which also helped the beaters with their aim. Harry figured a while back that he could freeze the blugers right before they hit the target, if they couldn't move fast enough. Luckily, for the team, Harry was good at this. Unluckily, for Harry, no one else was. But seeing as how he was good at dodging them he didn't need it as much as some did. Denis Creevy, being the worst.

Once they were done with that Harry split them up to work on certain things needed. Harry sent Ginny, Jack, and Katie, to work on protecting Katie from blugers without getting in her way. The Creevy brothers were working on their aim. Ron was trying to help them, but so far it wasn't doing much good. Harry practiced a few dives and sharp tuns.

Again he gathered up the team, to tell the chasers to practice scoring off of Ron, while Jack hit blugers at them. Ginny was to throw golf balls for him to catch. After about five minutes, something on the ground caught his eye. He and Ginny flew down to see what it was. As they got closer, they realized it was Draco.

"Hey Drac, what are you doing here?"

"Don't call me by my first name, Potter." He sneered, glancing at Ginny, who looked shocked at his behavior.

"Harry, I'm beginning to not trust your judgement." Ginny whispered, not taking her eyes off the blonde standing in front of her.

"She knows." Harry said to Draco, ignoring Ginnys' comment

"You told her?" Draco asked. "How many people did you tell? If my father finds out . ."

"Don't worry only two people know." Harry interrupted. "I believe you said, the weasel, and muggle born. Correct?"

"I could have sworn at least said Granger."

"Well you didn't. So Ginny is the weasel I chose and Dean is the muggle born."

"Harry, do need any help?" Ron called from across the pitch.

"No, just stay over there." Ron just nodded and Harry turned back to Draco.

"I thought for sure you'd chose Granger and W.- Ron."

"Well that shows how well you know Harry. I happen to be Harrys' best friend. One of the, now, three that know of his sexual preference. You can call me Ginny." She said holding out her hand. Draco looked at her hand then back to the smile on her face. Slowing he reached out and shook the red heads' hand. Her smile grew.

"Okay so now I see why you told her, why did you tell Dean?"

"Er . . . Well . . ." Harry stuttered, looking at the ground.

"Dean is Harrys' ex-boyfriend." Ginny answered for him.

"Oh." Draco answered simply. "Then I guess it's good that he knows. That way he doesn't try to steal my Harry back."

"Awe, how cute." Ginny said. "I'll just go practice then." She added when she received threatening glares from both Harry and Draco.

When the red-head had flown off, Harry turned back to Draco. "You never answered my question."

"Oh yeah, you need to leave practice early."

"Why, the detention doesn't start for another hour?" Harry replied.

"Nobody said that we would be going straight to the detention. And beside you need a shower." The blonde smirked. Harry smiled then mounted his broom and flew back to his teammates.

"My detention is starting early. Just scrimmage for fifteen minutes and then you can leave." Harry flew back down to the ground. Just before he made it to Draco, Ginny stopped him.

"I'll wait up for you tonight, and you can tell me about our plans for tomorrow. And about how good Draco is." Ginny smiled.

"I told you we have detention." Harry tried to convince her.

"Harry, your left ear twitches when you lie."

"You know me to well for my own good." With that Harry flew down to Draco, for once happy about leaving practice.