"Angels and Dragons," Chapter 11: "Angel of Mine"
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Hello to my loyal fans! I am Ryo-sama, and I am finally back. I have a week before I am totally done with school until next year, my senior year. Yay! Anywho, I apologize for the lateness of this chapter. It takes me forever to get around to typing, and when I do get around to it, it takes me forever to type a chapter because after awhile my hands start to hurt. I do have this story completed, just not typed. Well, here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter Eleven: "Angel of Mine"
"Harry? Are you awake?" Harry opened one eye and then closed it.
"No."
"Well, if you weren't awake, you wouldn't have answered," said Draco. All of a sudden, a pillow came down on Harry's head. Harry grabbed a hold of the pillow and pulled. Draco fell on top of Harry, letting out a cry of surprise.
"Now, what should I do to you? I don't appreciate being hit with a pillow, in case you've forgotten," said Harry.
"What are you gonna do to me? You can't do anything without suffering the consequences," said Draco.
"Oh, is that so? Well, I've got news for you, Draco Malfoy." Harry pulled Draco to him and kissed him passionately. Draco smiled and returned the kiss.
"I guess we should get our brooms and go to the Quidditch field, huh?"
"Aw, I'm enjoying myself, Harry! Do we have to?" Draco whined. Harry hit him with the pillow, then hurried to the shower with the clothes that he'd set out the night before.
"You ready to go, Draco?" asked Harry as Draco stepped out of the bathroom.
"Yep. Are you?" asked Draco. Harry didn't answer. He was too busy staring at his vision of beauty, who was wearing jeans and shoes with his t-shirt in his hands. Draco smiled and put the shirt down. He stepped forward and pulled Harry to him.
"You'd better put your shirt on, Draco. I'm not letting you leave looking like this. Nobody gets to see you like this except me," he said with a smile.
"What're you gonna do about it?" purred Draco.
"I'm not sure."
"You're really funny, angel."
"Thank you. My sexy kitten," whispered Harry. Draco grinned. He reached for his shirt and put it on. He then grabbed his and Harry's brooms, handing Harry's to him.
"Let's go, angel. We might be able to beat the others there if we hurry."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because it's only 7 in the morning, silly," said Draco, grinning. He put his arm around Harry's waist and pulled him closer, placing a kiss on Harry's scar.
"Draco, you're determined to scare people with our relationship, aren't you?"
"I can't believe you'd suggest such a thing! I would do nothing of the kind," said Draco in a shocked tone. The twinkle in his eyes suggested otherwise. Harry laughed and kissed him gently.
"You're hopeless, Draco Malfoy."
"Thank you, Harry Potter," said Draco, bowing. Harry smacked him with his broom.
"Behave yourself, Draco, or I'll write to your mother."
"Are you threatening me, Harry?" asked Draco, glaring at Harry.
"A possibility. Oh, your mother's sentence has been reduced. She'll be out next month."
"Really?"
"Really."
"How is that possible?"
"I had some people alter a few people's memories," said Harry in a 'it was nothing' voice. Draco hugged Harry and kissed him passionately.
"Thank you, angel! This means a lot to me," said Draco.
"I knew it would. I had to do something, Draco. I couldn't very well leave her in there for any longer than she had to be."
"Should we see if we can get some breakfast?"
"Sure. I'm starving." Draco took Harry's hand and they walked down to the kitchen. Dobby was more than happy to give them food and let them eat. When they were full, Harry and Draco said goodbye to all of the house elves and headed out to the Quidditch field. They saw that they weren't the only ones awake this early in the morning. Tonks and Lupin were standing on the field talking.
"Good morning, Remus. Good morning, Tonks," said Harry.
"Ah, good morning, Harry. Good morning, Draco. You're up early," said Lupin.
"Well, I would've slept longer, but apparently Draco didn't want me to. He attacked me with a pillow," explained Harry. Tonks and Lupin laughed.
"Shall we, Harry?"
"Okay." With that, the two of them kicked off. Harry pulled a Snitch out of his pocket and held it up.
"Let it go, Harry! I'd like to see the two of you dive for it like you were diving for the golf ball," said Lupin. Harry let it go, and they waited. When it came back into view, Draco pointed at Harry.
"You're first this time, Harry."
"Okay." Harry let it fly by him and followed it. The Snitch started to head for the ground, and Harry followed. When he was three feet above the ground, he pulled up out of the dive and held the Snitch up.
"Nicely done, Harry. Your father would've been proud," said Lupin.
"Thank you. Your turn, Draco!" he exclaimed, letting the Snitch go. Draco watched it circle him, then rise up in the sky. He slowly circled, then spotted it coming back down. He raced after it, following close behind it. The Snitch rose up, then dove towards the ground. Draco pulled out of the dive with the Snitch in his hand less than three feet from the ground. He jumped off his broom next to Harry. With a big grin, he handed the Snitch to Harry.
"That was some excellent flying! The two of you are absolutely two of the best flyers I've ever seen," said Tonks.
"You're both excellent flyers. That dive would've made your mother proud if she'd been here, Draco," said Lupin.
"Thank you, Remus. I hope that I'll get the chance to fly for my mother someday," said Draco shyly.
"Hey! How come you're flying without us?" They all turned around to see Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Ginny, and Neville walking towards them with brooms.
"Hey everybody! Glad to see that you all decided to come out. Draco and Harry were showing us some of their flying techniques," said Lupin.
"Well, they'd better. They're the best Seekers in the school," said Ginny.
"Okay, I have an idea. Let's see who has the best dive out of everybody here," said Tonks. Neville was the first to say something.
"I have a fear of flying, though! I can barely stay on a broom, let alone do a dive."
"I've never really flown, either," said Hermione.
"Don't worry so much. Draco, will you help Hermione? I'll help Neville," added Harry.
"With pleasure, angel." So that only Harry could hear him, Draco had whispered his nickname for Harry. Harry smiled.
"Okay, instead of using the Snitch, why don't you just do a dive without going for anything?" said Tonks. Harry went to one end of the field with Neville while Draco went to the other end with Hermione.
"Now, Neville, I know you hate flying, so we'll start easy. Try to command your broom off the ground."
"Okay," said Neville doubtfully. He set the broom he was holding down.
"Don't doubt yourself. The broom can sense whether or not you want to be in the air," said Harry.
"Up!" After several failed attempts at this, the broom immediately jumped into Neville's hand.
"You see? Nothing to it. Now, mount your broom," said Harry. Neville did so.
"Harry, what if I fall off, like I did the first time I was on a broom?"
"Don't worry. I know you're scared, but don't be. That's why you fell off of the broom: it knew that you didn't want to be in the air."
"Okay. I'll try." With that, Neville slowly kicked off. Harry did the same and stayed next to Neville. On the other side of the field, Harry could see Draco instructing Hermione. They seemed to be having technical difficulties getting Hermione's broom to listen to her. Harry laughed and shook his head.
"Okay, Neville, now watch what I do. The broom turns at the slightest touch, so you have to be careful. Before we do a dive, why don't we practice flying around the field so that you can get used to it. We'll stay a few feet above the ground so that you won't be so high up. Now, we're gonna fly over to where Draco and Hermione are. Okay?" Neville nodded and started to fly over to them.
"Wow, this is easy!" he said.
"Yep, nothing to it. And there's nobody around to jinx our brooms, so we're safe." They had reached Draco and Hermione, who were getting ready to take off.
"Hello, Harry. I finally got the broom to listen to me," said Hermione.
"That's good. How're you doing, Draco?"
"Good. She doesn't seem to be afraid of the broom, just of how high everybody flies. Plus, she's a little apprehensive because of what happened to you when your broom tried to throw you off first year. Do you remember that, Harry?"
"Yes. It was the worst experience ever. You ready to fly a little higher and try a dive, Neville?" he asked as Neville made his third round around the field.
"I guess."
"Okay then, let's go." Harry and Neville slowly went up. They were at the height of the goalposts when Neville said to stop.
"Okay, that's high enough for me. This is very high."
"All right, Neville. Watch me now." Harry turned his broom to face the ground and made a spectacular dive, pulling out of it two and a half feet above the ground. Neville looked down at Harry and then at everybody else before going into a dive. He looked very pale, but he managed to pull out of the dive at the same height as Harry.
"That was good, Neville. I think you should sit down now, though. You're really pale."
"O...okay." Neville got off the broom and sat down, leaning against one of the goalposts. A few minutes later, Draco and Hermione landed.
"Oh dear, is Neville gonna be okay?" asked Hermione.
"I think so." Hermione walked over to Neville and sat down. Draco walked over to Harry, who was hovering on his broom.
"You okay, my angel?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, Draco." Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry.
"I love you, angel of mine," said Draco.
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