Chapter 4: Quidditch

I walked into the Ravenclaw side of the stands and saw Lulu sitting by her self. I sat down next to her and said hi and she responded back coldly. I was about to ask what was wrong when I was interrupted by the announcer of today's game.

"Hello Hogwarts! Today's game is Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw! And here comes the Ravenclaw team!" I didn't know why they have chosen Colin Creevey to be the announcer. Probably because he was so hyper all the time.

Each member of the Ravenclaw team flew out and I spotted our brand new seeker, Melgum Muggleby. Hopefully, he will be as good as Cho Chang was. Me and Lulu got to our feet and began to cheer on our team with the rest of the house.

"And here comes out the Slytherin team!" Colin said. Our house began to hiss and boo at them but I remained silent. 'Gimme a D...D! .. gimmie an R...R! .. gimmie an A... A!...gimmie a C...C!...gimmie an O...O!.. What does that spell!... DRACO!...' I thought to myself. 'Why don't they have any cheerleaders here like they do at the American schools?' My thoughts were interrupted when I noticed Draco waving at me. I waved back and Lulu waved back as well. I didn't think much of it because he was her friend as well. It was normal. Wasn't it?

"And now let the games begin!" Colin yelled. "Ravenclaw's Oscar Russo has the ball. He passes it to Jimmy Foster who passes it to Catalina Johnson. Johnson ducks underneath a Bludger sent by Goyle and she's going towards the goal and...SHE MAKES IT!"

Our house began to scream at the top of our lungs when the goal was made. I was happy that our team got a goal but I continued to look at Draco from the corner of my eye. I didn't notice it then, but Lulu was doing the same thing as me.

"Slytherin now has the ball. Mirna Slawskin has the ball and speeding down the field. She passes the ball to Kira Kinsley who then throws it to Tom Hisston. Hisston throws the ball to Slawskin who throws the ball to the goal and it's... saved by Joseph Guerra!"

"Guerra throws the Quaffle to Russo. He speeds down the field and dodges a Bludger sent by Crabbe. Russo throws the ball to Foster but it gets intercepted by Hisston. Florence Romero hits a Bludger at Hisston but it misses him by a mile. Hisston throws the Quaffle to Slawskin and Slawskin continues to go down the field. She throws the ball towards the goal and it goes in."

That's how the game went for about twenty minutes. We were tied when Melgum and Draco both flew down from where they were to catch the Snitch.

Draco and Melgum were side by side as they raced towards the snitch. Suddenly, Draco kicked Melgum from his broom and he fell to the ground. But it was only about a foot or two so he made a soft landing on his stomach. He got up and it looked like he was holding his stomach in pain. He then put up both of his hands up showing us the golden snitch in them.

"And he did it! Melgum Muggleby caught the Snitch!" Colin yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Oh my gosh we won! We won, we won, we won!" Lulu said pulling me into a hug and jumping up and down. I joined her in her ranting of 'we won'.

Everyone started leaving the stands. I was one of the last ones to stand up. I noticed Draco was heading for the stands next to the one I was at. I waited until mostly everyone was gone, and went down myself.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I replied, hugging him. He was drenched in sweat. He opened the side door on the stands that led to the stairs. We sat down on the first few steps.

"I'm getting kind of hot," he mentioned, while removing his Quidditch robes. His muscular chest glistened with sweat droplets. He removed some strands of hair from my face and caressed my cheek with his thumb. My hands explored his upper body; his chest, his rock-hard abs, and his broad shoulders. He began to unbutton my robes. I stopped him halfway down.

"No," I began to say.
"Ok, I won't make you uncomfortable. I really like you, and don't want you to leave me," he said. How sweet! He kissed me. He was rough this time. Faster than earlier. He kissed my cheek, then my neck. He began to bite. It felt good. He began to suck it. He left me a hickey, a love bite. I was his. It made me ecstatic; inside I was jumping with joy.

"You still want me, after my house beat yours?' I asked, curiosity getting the best of me. After I asked it, I wanted to take it back. I didn't want him to be mad at me.

"Of course. It's not your fault I'm a crappy seeker," he said, nibbling on my earlobe.

"You're not a crappy seeker," I said, kissing him.

"Can I ask you something?" He said.

"Sure," I said, "shoot."

"Why do you hang around me? No one else does. I'm a temperamental little freak who hates mudbloods, and halfbloods." He said. True, he was all of those things, and almost everyone hated him, but I knew there was a sweet, kind, gentle guy underneath that hard-core bully.

"Because, I look past all that. You're incredibly sweet, and kind. And I love that about you. So, as long as you don't give me that bad side of yours, we're fine," I explained.

"I love you," he blurted. He turned bright red. I looked into his deep gray eyes. I put his hands on the button he didn't get to undo. He kissed me passionately, and bit my lip as he pulled away. It was wrong, but it felt so right…