Hermione watched as various players, including Harry himself bump Draco's broom. She couldn't hear anything that was going on, but she was sure that it likely had to do with her. Ginny was laughing merrily beside her, clutching her round belly.
"Merlin, he's in for a rough game." Ginny laughed. "Someone's seen you, realized exactly what's happening, and now they're going to rib him the entire game."
"That's barbaric." Hermione huffed.
"That's men, Mione. They're predisposed to be barbaric. I'm surprised he hasn't swooped over here to drag you up on his broom like a caveman."
"He values his life I would imagine." Hermione quipped. "Draco knows I hate brooms. And flying."
"Ah, but have you ever flown with him? There's ever so much fun to be had on a broom." Ginny grinned wickedly.
"Ginny Potter! I do not need to know these things!" Hermione shrieked, blushing heavily.
"Look! The quaffle's been released!" Ginny pointed toward the pitch. "Now, the chasers, that's Draco, Blaise and Angelina, have to try to knock the quaffle into the hoops at the end of the pitch to score points. Ron's job is to keep the other team from scoring. And of course, you remember that Harry's job is to watch for the snitch, if he catches it, the game is over. Oh, hey Luna" Ginny beamed at the blonde who had joined them.
"Hi, Hermione. You don't usually join us. Why are you wearing Draco's jersey?" Luna said airily.
""I, ummm…" Hermione mumbled, looking frantically at Ginny as Luna watched her expectantly.
"Looking good Granger" another voice murmured in her ear. "If Draco knows what's good for him, he won't pass you up. Again."
"Theodore Nott!" Hermione swatted at him. "I hate it when you sneak up on me!"
"You look good in his jersey." Theo grinned as he sat next to her. "Why it's taken him this long is beyond me. He's been arse over end in love with you for ages."
"Argh! Does everyone but me know?! You all are terrible friends." Hermione muttered, sinking down in her seat.
"Oh, don't be like that." Ginny laughed maniacally. "It's only fair that we tease you since he's getting ribbed on the pitch. Oh look! He's about to score!" she suddenly squealed.
Hermione looked up just in time to see Draco use the end of his broom to slam the quaffle through the hoop on the right. The crowd cheered and he looked briefly toward her before returning his attention to the match. Hermione saw just how many people wore the jerseys of the various players. Naturally, Harry being who he was, had a vast majority of the fan base, but she was shocked at how many people wore his jersey. She wouldn't admit it, but the jealousy clawed at her as she watched rabid female fans leaning over the railing any time he flew near them.
"I know that look." Ginny said, sidling up to her. "It took me years to get over that. I just remember that no matter what, it's me that he comes home to." She leaned her head on Hermione's shoulder.
"Why would he want me when he has all of this? He could have any woman in Britian, hell probably the world. Why me?" she asked quietly, looking down at the ground.
"Hermione Jean Granger." Ginny scolded as she turned to look at Hermione. "They are nothing compared to you. You are beautiful, smart, funny, and at times irrational to a fault. He wants you because he loves you and he's an idiot for taking so long to finally tell you." She squeezed Hermione's hands.
The girls and Theo turned their attention back to the game to see that Angelina now held the quaffle as she sped across the pitch. As she flew over their heads, she winked at them before passing to Draco.
"Who's keeping count?" Theo asked cheerfully as Draco slammed the quaffle through the hoop again.
"Isn't that the score keeper's job?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Shut up Theo" Ginny hissed.
"Right. It's two so far, in case anyone was wondering." Theo laughed evilly. Just then Blaise did a flip and kicked the quaffle through the hoop. "That's my cue." He grinned. He stood and hurried to the rail. Blaise sped toward them but before he reached them slowed to a halt. He flipped his broom above Theo and claimed his lips in a searing kiss.
"Oi, Zabini! There's a game on!" someone shouted from the pitch. They parted and with a grin, Blaise was off again. Theo purred and licked his lips.
"I love it when he scores." Theo grinned. "It's my chance to show all his little fans that it's my cock he fancies."
"Is this some weird tradition of theirs?" Hermione asked.
"It's a team tradition." Luna said cheerfully. "If one of the chasers score, they fly by here and steal a kiss from their spouse."
"Or fiancé." Ginny added.
"Or…..girlfriend." they said in unison grinning maniacally at her.
"You owe him two." Theo said seriously, holding up two fingers to enunciate his point. "Oh! Watch this one." He said, pointing as Angelina scored.
George and Angelina met in the middle of the pitch, spiraled upward together before turning in a free fall as they kissed. Hermione was staring, open mouthed as they broke apart and rejoined the game.
"You guys are insane." Hermione breathed. Just then another cheer went up. She blushed as she saw Draco fly away from the hoops again.
"Come on Mione. Give the man his kiss. He's been without for so long." Theo teased.
"Go. You know you want to." Ginny drug her to her feet and pushed her toward the rail. "Gryffindor courage." She hissed in her ear.