Warnings: Shounen ai, Mild yaoi

Pairings: DracoxHarry

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter!

A/n: Okay, so after all this time here's the next chapter! I'm sorry it took so long! I hope you enjoy the new chapter n.n

Chapter 3: The match

Everyone was excited about the upcoming quidditch match between slytherin and gryffindor, the only one who wasn't thinking about it was Draco Malfoy who was still panicking about his detention.

'An hour with Potter!' Draco fretted to himself, what was he going to do? What if Potter tried to talk to him? Draco groaned drawing the attention of everyone in the slytherin common room to him. He sent them all a death glare.

Pansy waltzed over, probably trying to look attractive and failing miserably.

"Come now Draco dear, cheer up! Just think tonight you get to beat Potter in a match!" she cooed her already annoying voice giving the word 'infuriating' a whole new meaning. He groaned again.

"That's just great." He spared the 'girl' (as her parents liked to call her) a glance. "Must you have to flounce about in front of me all of the time?"

She pouted and turned on her heel stomping away from the brooding blonde. The said blonde rested his head in his hands until he heard the voices of his team members.

"Better start getting ready for the match, on your feet Draco." He stood up grudgingly and followed the others to the slytherin changing rooms to get ready for what he was sure was going to be the worst match of his life.

In the gryffindor changing rooms a certain green eyed player readjusted his glasses when he removed his shirt knocking them out of place. He was not looking forward to this match.

The matches against slytherin were always the hardest, one because the slytherins had a tendency to cheat and send most of gryffindor's players to the infirmary. And two? Draco would be there. He'd look at Harry with those scolding eyes that burned so deep with hate it made Harry want to cry.

He lethargically pulled on his robes and sighed.

'this will no be fun…' he stated to himself undeniably. All his other team mated were charging around and having fun. He just stood in the corner hoping this match would end soon. However, if it ended soon, he'd have to go to his detention with Draco quicker. He groaned.

'a no win situation' he thought to himself as the trams were about to step out on to the field.

The teams hovered in the air sending the opposing team glares. Harry gulped and looked at Draco from the corner of his eye. The blonde looked preoccupied, wasn't it a little dangerous to not focus on a game?

The whistle was blown and people started moving so fast you couldn't keep track of them. Harry stayed still searching for one thing, and one thing only, however, it would be easier to spot it if he could tear his eyes away from a certain blonde haired slytherin.

Then a certain little golden ball appeared by the right of Draco's head. Harry dashed for it, hoping he could catch it and the game would be over. Draco turned and his eyes widened as he saw Harry flying toward him.

Draco's eyes halted Harry; who leant to the right hoping to avoid the gaze of the other boy. Harry managed to maneuver around Draco and came to a halt just behind him.

Draco turned to yell at the other boy who had almost crashed into him

"What the hell do yo-" Harry's eyes widened.

"Draco!" The said boy felt something hit the back of his head, his vision went fuzzy but he heared someone calling his name.

So there it is, sorry it took so long! What did you think?