Quidditch Practice

A/N: I figure you've all waited so patiently for me to update. So I've given you a second chapter. Enjoy!

In charms Wednesday, Harry and Draco were late. They'd woken up late and Sirius had on insisted on talking. He made Harry promise that he wouldn't push Draco into anything to fast.

"As if all I want to do is shag him senseless," Harry said annoyed to him self. In class now, the boys sat down unaware of where they sat. Harry nearly screamed when he heard Seamus voice.

"Harry," Seamus called.

"What," Harry snapped. He wasn't directly mad at Seamus, just mad that he sided with Ron.

"Touchy," Ron mumbled. Draco glared.

"I was wondering," Seamus glanced at Ron. "If we'd be having practice soon. First game is in a month and you know its Slytherin Vs Gryffindor, as usual,"

"Don't forget to play your nicest," Ron added. "Wouldn't want to hurt your little boyfriend there,"

"Shut up," Draco snapped.

"Oh, he talks," Ron smirked with mock enthusiasm. "Oh, oh, maybe he can do tricks too," Harry was out of his seat in a flash, he was ready to pound the living day lights out of Ron. He felt an arm on his shoulder and found him self staring, once again, into stormy grey eyes.

"Harry just leave it be," Draco said softly.

"Yeah, Potter, listen to your boyfriend," Ron smirked. Harry glared at Ron again and addressed Seamus.

"Practice is at 4:00, Saturday. If your late you're off the team," Harry told them both. Seamus gasped. "I'd advice you tell everyone else because if one person isn't there, I'm holding you personally responsible," The hand on his shoulder was now on his wrist and pulling him into his seat. Harry sighed quite loudly. Draco rubbed his thumb over the top of his hand.

"Chill, Harry," he whispered. "Just breathe,"

"I am," Harry growled. The door to the right opened and Flitwick stepped in.

"Sorry I'm late," He squeaked. "I slept in. Now may we begin?

At lunch that day, things didn't go any better. Harry was sitting with Draco at the Slytherin table and refused to eat. His attention wasn't leaving the Gryffindor table. Hermione was also sitting with Blaise, next to Harry.

"Harry," she coaxed. "There's a whole table between you and Ron, you can stop brooding now," Harry squinted his eyes. "Harry come on," Next to Draco, Pansy was looking for trouble.

"Draco," she whispered.

"What," Draco snapped. He was praying Hermione would hold Harry's attention.

"Why are you being so mean to me," Pansy whined. She glanced at Harry and scooted closer. Draco had no where to go and just looked at her.

'Please, move,' he begged silently. "Pansy…Uh," he said aloud. Pansy smiled and whispered in Draco's ear.

"You know you want me, Draco," she purred. "So why deny it,"

'Please don't let Harry turned around,' Draco prayed. Of course, he wouldn't have that much luck.

"May, I ask why you're so close to my mate," Harry growled. Pansy jumped back. Harry stood up. "I'm already this close to snapping someone in half and you dare and move that close to Draco,"

"He doesn't belong to you," Pansy shot back. She was standing now. The top of her head barely reached under Harry chin. She noticed this and stepped back.

"You're mistake, he does,"

"Draco, are you going to let yourself be owned like that," Pansy hissed. Draco was too busy trying to pull his boyfriend down to care what Pansy said. He wasn't moving though.

(Meanwhile)

"Isn't someone going to stop him," Snape smiled. "As much as I would love to see Ms. Parkinson dealt with, I think he'd do the job a little to well,"

"How about if it gets to out of hand you can stop it," Sirius drawled. Dumbledore agreed and Snape mumbled something along the lines of "That's not what I meant"

(And back to our current spat)

"Pansy," Blaise warned. "You're asking for trouble,"

"Oh, right what is little Harry Potter going to do to me," Pansy smirked. She soon found out when, without even being touched, she was levitating ten feet of the floor.

"Put me down," Pansy screamed. "I don't like heights,"

"Wrong thing to say," Harry smiled. He raised her up another two feet and Pansy screamed.

"Harry, put her down," Snape screamed. Everyone was stunned to hear Severus Snape call Harry Potter by his given name. Harry smiled evilly at him.

"Make me," Harry shot back. Snape stood up and made his way over to Harry. He never made it though before he was soon at the same height as Pansy, who was currently scrunched in fetal possession.

"Harry," Snape screamed. He wasn't shaking like Pansy was. He was actually standing there like he was still on the ground.

"Yes, Sev,"

"Put me down right now, or I'll…"

"Or you'll what," Harry replied. Draco was still pulling him to no avail. He could stop him, he knew how; he just wasn't going to do that in front of the whole school.

"Or you'll have so many detentions, you lose count after 100," Harry moved his gaze from Snape and Pansy to his now mad godfather standing before him. The whole Great Hall was quite, as if watching a movie.

"You wouldn't," Harry glared.

"I would," Sirius smiled. "And no Draco there either,"

"Sirius," Harry whined. He glanced at Draco, who was standing next to him now, arms crossed. The look he gave him said he agreed with Sirius. Harry had no choice. So he looked back up at Pansy, now crying and Snape glaring, in order to put them down. Something was wrong though.

"Harry, put them down," Sirius warned. Harry concentrated on nothing but his task but yet nothing happen. "I said put them down, NOW!"

"I'm trying," Harry spoke. "It's not working though,"

"What do you mean it not working," Snape screamed. "I want down NOW,"

"I said I'm was trying," Harry screamed back.

"Don't scream at me. I'm your teacher," Snape screamed. He sounded two years old. Harry stuck his tongue out. "If your not going to use that, I'd put it back," Snape screamed.

"Who said I wasn't going to use it," Harry replied. He looked at Draco, licked his lips then looked back up at Snape.

"Would you just get me down from here,"

"I told you I can't,"

"May I make a suggestion," Harry rolled his eyes, and then took it back as he recognized the voice as Dumbledore. He was staring up at Snape from next to Sirius.

"Anything," Harry replied.

"I think Draco may be able to help you," Dumbledore smiled still staring at Snape who was glaring at him now. Harry looked at Draco. Draco rolled his eyes playfully and took Harry hand. Harry smiled evilly and pulled Draco around to sit in his lap, back next to Hermione.

"Harry," Draco screeched. Everyone in the hall started laughing. Draco tried to struggle out. Harry kissed his neck and Draco covered his mouth. "Harry stop it," Draco whined. Harry snickered and bit his shoulder, then licked his way up to Draco's ear.

"Harry, stop it. You're supposed to be doing something," Sirius laughed at the look on Draco's face. Harry sighed and stopped his ministrations on Draco's neck. He looked back up at the two floating people. A second later, they were both standing on the Slytherin table. Pansy stepped in something and it got all over her. She covered her face and ran out of the Great Hall. Snape jumped off the table and also left, having something splashed on him. Harry winked at Sirius and then was gone.

"Where did they go," Sirius screeched.

"It's seems Harry's powers are finally coming into full force," Dumbledore smiled.

Harry and Draco had gone to Harry's room. Harry had Draco pinned under him. They never did attend class the rest of the day because no one could get into the room. Harry had put a very strong locking charm on the door.

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"You'll meet me right here after practice right," Harry asked kissing under Draco's chin. Draco pushed up on his tiptoes.

"Yes," Draco breathed. Harry pinned him harder to the door and lost his hand up the back of Draco's shirt. "Harry practice," Harry ignored him and continued.

"Come on, Harry," Hermione screamed from the Quidditch pitch. The two boys where currently blocking the door to the boy's changing room, so everyone could see what they were doing. Draco, reluctantly pushed Harry up from him.

"You have to go to practice," Draco told him. Harry whined.

"Promise me," Harry whispered. Draco rolled his eyes.

"I promise, I'll meet you right here at 7:00, okay," Draco promised. Harry kissed him again.

"Harry,"

"I'M COMING MIONE," he screamed. "Bye, Draco," Harry pouted as his boyfriend left.

Harry wasn't really into practice at all. He desperately wanted it to be over. Hermione had to either kick him or scream at him to pay attention. Practice would have been just fine if someone hadn't messed up.

Halfway through practice Ron decided it would be fun to mess things up. The places on the team are as stand. Chasers: Hermione, Seamus and Ginny, Keeper: Ron, Beaters: Andrew Kirke and Marvin Ray. Ron and Andrew are if you must say, well acquainted with each other, not applying anything.

Harry saw the two talking every so often but wasn't really paying them any mind. He was thinking about how Draco would like to spend dinner with him. He could make it all romantic and everything. He'd get a waiter, and a menu. Probably do it in the…

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING," Harry's train of thought was derailed when he heard Hermione yelling. He turned his attention to the now speeding bludger that was coming toward him.

"FREEZE," he screamed and it stopped an inch from his hand. "What is going on," he asked.

"Nothing," Andrew and Ron smiled innocently, a little too innocent.

"Yeah right. Those two idiots tried to kill me with the bludger, Ron smacked at me,"

"What in Merlin's name were you doing hitting a bludger. You're not a beater," Harry asked annoyed. He was again closed to hurting his now X-best friend.

"Andrew was just showing me how you do it," Ron smiled. "Is there any wrong in that,"

"I repeat…YOU'RE NOT A BLOODY BEATER,"

"Harry just leave it. It's 6:50, let's just quit now," Hermione grabbed him before he could attack anyone. They both touched down and Harry stomped into the changing room. He heard the changing room door opening and closing and expected to hear Draco voice any minute now but never did. Instead he heard someone else's voice.

"You know I don't know why you act like you hate me," Harry was drying his hair and glared at Ron.

"It's because I do hate you," Harry growled.

"It's not me, you should hate though," Ron replied. He was happy about something, which was making Harry suspicious.

"And who should I hate," Harry asked sarcastically.

"Do I really need to answer that,"

"Move," Harry barked. He pushed Ron out of the way and walked to the door he was meeting Draco at. When he turned around to lean on the door, Ron was dead in front of him and way to close. "Get away," Harry pushed him and Ron just stepped back.

"I really don't get you anymore," Ron said.

"I don't have time for this," Harry went to push the door. He was stopped though, by someone pulling his hand back. "Let go of me,"

"Just, answer me why in the world would you go out with Malfoy. I mean, he going to leave you soon. You know that. He doesn't really like you,"

"I said let go," Harry demanded. He went to push Ron off when the door open and both boys fell forward on to the floor. Harry looked up and gasped. "DRACO,"

"Hi, Harry," he glared. "I'll just leave you two alone," he turned around to leave.

"No, Draco, wait," Harry went to catch him, after pushing Ron off but was on the floor a second later. After hitting the ground hard, he saw Draco disappear behind the door. When he turned around Ron was gone. Harry got up and ran down the hall; he just caught up with Draco, who was entering the bathroom.

"Draco, stop,"

"WHAT," Draco screamed.

"You've got to let me…"

" Explain, is that what you were going to say. Well I don't know what to hear you're apologies. It's over, okay, just go back to Ron," Draco pushed the door open and stepped in the bathroom. Harry just about died right there. Last thing he saw was Ron laughing out the corner of his eye, and then he fell into the oh two familiar darkness.

A/N: I'm soooooo mean but i mean there had to be some angst right! Please, forgive me. I won't let our boys stay separated for long. Merlin knows Harry wouldn't last (or me either). So keep on Reading and Reviewing and our boys will be back together licktidy split.