A/N: Thanks for all the reviews… you people seem to care so much! Well…whatever. Continue on! Also, Quincy is a character that I was allowed to use from my good friend pigglywiggly. She's an awesome writer…..if you like my stories; you'll like her's…so there. On with the story!

Chapter 10 – Quidditch and Crappy Feelings

Recap:

"What was that for?" she asked. "Now I want answers. Right now. I can't understand this. What's happening?"

"Potter told me that you liked me," Draco answered.

"What! That man is going to die one day," she cried out.

"No, Granger for god sake, can you let me finish?" Draco asked impatiently. She became silent at once. "Thank you. Truth be told, I had feelings for you too," he paused but he started again. "It's very hard. Do you understand Granger? I don't do this everyday,"

"I get it Malfoy," Hermione said and sat next to him on the couch. "You like me," she was quiet for a minute and continued. "You don't have to say it twice,"

This time, it was Hermione who pulled him in. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and touched his lips. His arms were around her hips and they were lying on each other. Hermione let go and smiled. "You liked that, right?" He asked. She nodded, still smiling. It was a moment that both of them wouldn't forget.

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It was the next morning where Hermione had gotten up and dressed up quickly. It was the first game of the year and Harry and Ron were squirming like crazy.

"Oh, get a grip would you? You're going to do fine," Hermione reassured for the fifth time.

"Yeah Harry. You've seen Quincy play, we're going to kick Slytherin's stupid butts," Ron added.

"Ron, will you please stop saying how I'm good at everything?" Quincy pleaded.

"Alright, sorry," Ron apologized. "Frankly, I wouldn't mind if someone praised me day and night about every little thing I do," he commented to himself.

The doors opened as Hermione scurried out of the waiting area onto the Griffindor audience side. Opposite them were a crowd of green with hisses and whispers all around.

The players had assembled and the girls had all cheered, apparently for Harry.

"New player Quincy has been assigned their third Chaser. I wonder how she'll do. The Griffindors have kept quite quiet about their strategy so we'll have to watch closely," said the announcer. "Madame Hooch throws the Quaffle…" "And the game is off!"

Harry had sped off quickly up into the air for a sight of a golden ball while Ron circled around the goals. Quincy immediately went for the Quaffle and snatched it, circling the field several times before throwing it in the left hand goal.

"Score! And the new player of Griffindor certainly has set up a good impression for the first five minutes of the game,"

A Chaser from Slytherin, apparently up to date with the news, grabbed the Quaffle almost right after Quincy made the score and headed toward Ron. "Chaser Urquhart, captain of the Slytherin team has taken the Quaffle and….oh, Keeper Ron Weasley has caught it and passed it on to Ginny Weasley, another one of the Chasers. Excellent strategy for the Griffindor team…"

Harry looked around and when he saw a golden wave of light coming from below him he soared down, Malfoy coming right behind him.

"Looks like the two Seekers of both teams are headed for a bumpy ride to catch the Snitch that's running rapidly down very close toward the bottom half of the field," exclaimed the announcer standing and tiptoeing with his body almost flying out from his seat.

"Save it Potter, you know I'm going to get it," Malfoy yelled from behind.

Ignoring him, Harry reached up at the snitch, which was just inches away from his grip.

"Go Harry!" Hermione cheered. "You can do it!"

Malfoy's anger rose up and made his broom goes faster in which he grabbed it while Harry had looked up.

"Ouch! Looks like Potter needs more training before he could go against Malfoy again. My, what a shame it is, it is. Griffindor put up a good fight although it seems that Seeker Malfoy has outdone Potter for the first time." the announcer said wretchedly, putting down the speaker.

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Back at the changing room Harry slammed the wall with his fist. "We were so close! That Malfoy! I'm going to get him one of these days. How did he do it?" he said furiously. He started pacing the room back and forth. "How! I had it just inches away,"

"Its okay mate, we'll try better next time," Ron said reassuringly.

"Don't mind him. He's just a spoiled twit," Quincy said.

What do I say? I can't say that…can I? I mean, I like him! I really do…how do I say that to his cousin when they bloody hate each other? Thought Hermione.

"What do you think Hermione?" Ron asked, "You haven't given us any opinion so far,"

"Oh, um…I really don't know," Hermione managed to say.

"Just save it will you Mione?" Harry said, with a look of tiredness in his eyes, knowing that Hermione was stuck in the middle of a complicated situation.

"Sorry," she mumbled. "I'll just be going now,"

Hermione had dragged her feet up the stairs, knowing that noone would be there.

"Black lilies," she muttered and jumped onto her bed.

"What to do, what to do," she asked herself, staring at the midnight ceiling with enchantments.

Don't know where you are

Wish I just could be with you

I would sail oceans

To get a glimpse of how you feel

You're all the things I'm looking for

Everything and so much more

What I think

You are just perfect

Could it be?

That I am wroth it?

Is this thing an open door?

Walk right through to something more

You and me

My life would change in a second

In a second

Don't know how you feel

Seem to keep it to yourself

Would you climb mountains?

To show me this something real

You're all the things I'm looking for

Everything and so much more

What I think

You are just perfect

Could it be?

That I am worth it?

Is this thing an open door?

Walk right through to something more

You and me

My life would change in a second

In a second…

Could it be? Could it be?

You and me, you and me

Do I see, do I see?

Clearly?

What I think

You are just perfect

Could it be?

That I am worth it?

Is this thing an open door?

Walk right through to something more

What I think

You are just perfect

Could it be?

That I am wroth it?

Is thing an open door

Walk right through to something more

You and me

My life would in a second

In a second.

- In a Second By Aly & AJ

Right there and then the door flew open.

"Thank mate! Catch you in a jiffy!"

Hermione heard Malfoy's voice and stood up straight.

"I see you're celebrating," she said.

"Damn right you are Granger! In fact, I was just with a couple of old chaps and having a jolly old time!" he exclaimed, jumping in a chair next to him. He was fidgeting nonstop and had a dull glare to him.

"Malfoy, are you drunk?" Hermione asked cautiously, bending over to check his eyes.

"Damn right you are lady! Had a contest with Burt, I think his bloody name was, and had 'bout 20 shots,"

"Twenty shots! Malfoy! We have class tomorrow, you can't have a hangover, your Head Boy!" Hermione exclaimed. "Burt? I've never heard such a name,"

"Burt, Al, Bart, Ben, Adam, there all the bloody hell the same," he said, hand swinging about.

"Relax Malfoy you have to get to bed," Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled but Malfoy backed away.

"No, no," he rejected, but fell over.

She stepped off, taking out her wand, pointing at Malfoy and said, "Locomotor!"

Slowly, Malfoy's body began to rise as Hermione directed it to his bed, putting him down slowly. "G 'night" Malfoy murmured to himself.

Hermione smiled as she went and changed out of her clothes and went to bed herself.

A/N: The other song that I wrote was also by the same artist. I can't help it if almost all their songs fit my story! Hope you enjoyed it!