Chapter Ten (In Your Blood)

Harry's POV

"Harry! Wake up!"

"Mmf, five more minutes..." I mumbled, turning my head to the comfort of my pillow, blocking the light. How dare they wake me up from my sleep?!

All of a sudden there was a hand going through my hair, I tried my best not to like how it felt, as I heard someone say,

"Haz, we are going to be late for flying," I heard a softer voice, I smiled, blushing slightly at the nickname. I knew Draco had spoken and I got up quicker than you could say Quidditch. I heard an annoyed sigh from Terry as I got changed.

"How come you were able to wake him up? I've been trying for at least five minutes!" He complained. Had he?

"You weren't doing it right, that's how," Draco replied, I raised an eyebrow and turned around after trying to put on my trousers, hopping to see Draco and Terry sitting on the sofa. They stared at me in confusion as I faced Draco.

"And how did you know how to wake me up?"

Draco blushed! Like he actually blushed! I smirked when I carried on changing. Once I was ready, we got to breakfast in the nick of time. Anthony was already there, eating fish, eggs and sausages. I scrunched up my nose.

"What type of combination do you call that?" I asked as I sat down in my usual spot, Draco sat down next to Anthony and Terry sat next to me. Anthony raised his eyebrows at me and protected his heart,

"Don't offend my breakfast, what has my food ever done to you?" He asked, wiping a fake tear from his eye. I shook my head, smiling as I filled my own plate with bacon. I thought back to this morning, why had I woken up when Draco asked and not when Terry asked? What was the difference? What did I feel when Draco's hand went through my hair, like it was the best... no, this is so confusing.

"Harry? Are you okay? You've gone pale?" Terry asked, I noticed Draco and Anthony stopped their conversation to look at me, they both agreed with Terry as Ant said,

"Do you need to go to the hospital wing?" He asked, I couldn't bring myself to look at Draco. Why was I feeling this way? Pull yourself together! I coughed as I drank some Pumpkin juice.

"I'm fine, guys, really," I said, they weren't convinced but they carried on as normal. I sighed outloud. Hopefully flying will take my mind off Draco.

xoxoxo

"Welcome, to your first flying lesson!" Madam Hooch shouted, I looked around and saw the Slytherins and Hufflepuffs looking at each other, uncomfortable. Most of the Gryffindors were near the end of the line, but I noticed Ronald kept glaring over at me, Draco, Terry and Anthony. I just smiled in response whenever I caught him glaring. I didn't pay attention to the instructions, I only heard her say,

"On the count of three, say 'UP!" I did just that, my broom was into my hand like there was no tomorrow, I had to balance in order to not fall over. I looked next to me to see Draco had his up as well, but we were the only two who had.

"How the hell did you two do that?" Ron shouted from the other end of the field. I snickered at him as Draco retorted,

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

Ron didn't say anything after that, it took about twenty minutes before everyone had their brooms. Hermione Granger being one of the last to do so. Madam Hooch explained the rules of Quidditch and how this would be our only flying lesson till next year (which I was extremely disappointed about). We were told to mount our brooms. But Draco's broom went flying into the air. Everyone looked, confused. Is no one going to help?

"Draco Malfoy! Get down this instance!"

"I- I can't Miss!" Draco said, petrified. Then I remembered, he doesn't like heights. Someone cursed his broom and I am going to find out who. A few people laughed, I will sort them out later, I got onto my broom, flying to where Draco was, who was getting higher, nearer the Hogwarts walls. If anyone hurt my Draco, I will kill them if it's the last thing I do.

"Draco! Grab hold of my hand!" He looked at me, with confusion, but just as he was about to let go, the broom went into a full on sprint to the Hogwarts wall, about three stories high. I flew after him, catching up just as he was getting close to a window. Where's the teacher for fuck's sake?!

The broom Draco was on stopped moving, when I realised, the person on the desk inside was Professor McGonagall.

"Draco! Please, just hold on to my hand, you don't know what the broom is going to do next!" I shouted as I got nearer. Draco nodded as I was close enough for him to hold my hand. He gripped my hand tightly, screaming as the broom suddenly aimed for the ground, going about one hundred miles per hour. I managed to lift Draco up onto my broom, trying not to think about the flush forming on my cheeks being so close to Draco.

As we landed, the whole class and Madam Hooch came running up to us, the Ravenclaw's cheering, the other houses I could tell were startled and confused. To be honest, so was I. Who would do that to...

Hold on, did I call him 'my' Draco?!

"Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, come with me imediately. Are you well enough, Mr Malfoy or do you need a trip to the Hospital Wing?" She asked, Draco shook his head, he was probably embarrassed. I bet not that many people know about his fear. I hope we aren't in trouble.

"Are you okay?" I whispered in his ear. He looked at me with watery eyes.

"I've never been so scared in my life," Draco admitted. I didn't know what to say, so I held his hand and squeezed it, giving him reassurance. I blushed when he did the same. I realised we were heading to the Headmaster's office, but I was even more surprised when I saw Professor McGonagall running our way.

"I saw everything!" She exclaimed, out of breath,

"Acid Pops!" Madam Hooch said to the gargoyle. We climbed up the stairs to the office. It was big. But I'll look at the detail later, are we going to be expelled? Am I going to be expelled? She had said not to fly on the brooms unless she said so. Oh God, I'm going to be kicked out of Hogwarts, without them even knowing about the Petigrew incident, what if I can never free Sirius?!!

"Madam Hooch, Professor McGonagall, Mr Potter... and Mr Malfoy? What do I owe this pleasure?" Dumbeldore asked, confused. What was even more confusing was the man standing next to him. I stared, he looked familiar. He seemed to be staring at me as well, sniffing the air. He then smirked, my eyes widened when I realised Draco and I were still holding hands. I didn't let go, though.

"Draco Malfoy had a cursed broom," Madam Hooch said, my anger boiling inside me again. When I find out who did it... It better not have been Weasley!

"What?" The man said, looking outraged.

"I'm afraid so Remus, it's good to see you," Hooch said, nodding as she continued, "Harry here went after Draco, trying to save him," This time, McGonagall continued.

"I saw how terrified Draco was from my study, Dumbledore, when Harry came flying up to him, I was confused, but then I saw the trust between the two boys," She smiled at us, is it too late to run out of here? I stared at the floor, it seemed really, really interesting.

"Draco let go of the broom and got onto Harry's, just as Draco's broom went to a ninety degree angle, heading straight for the ground, if Harry hadn't come after him, I'm afraid... well, that didn't happen, thankfully,"

I managed to look back up, to see Dumbledore looking fuming, Remus looked in deep thought and Draco, was, well, Draco.

"Thank you for imforming me of this," Dumbledore said, "I shall award fifty points to Harry Potter for saving a life," My eyes widened as I smiled, it's the second day and I've already scored Ravenclaw fifty points?! Cool! "Draco, I am sorry for this to happen to you, but I've got to ask, I thought you liked flying, why were you-"

"I don't like heights, Professor," Draco said, I could tell he was embarrassed so I squeezed his hand again. He smiled at me before looking back to the floor.

"Ah, understandable, I suppose this didn't help matters, do you two know of anyone who would want to do this?" Dumbledore asked, looking at me through his glasses.

"No, although Ron was rude to us before hand, it could be anyone," I said to him, shrugging. Professor McGonagall looked at us, with raised eyebrows.

"What on Earth do you mean?"

"Draco and I were the only ones who got the brooms to come 'up', when we asked. Ron shouted rudely how we did it," I explained, I didn't like to be a snitch, but I also didn't want Ron to continue to be a twat. McGonagall nodded,

"I will talk to him, Harry, was that your first time flying?" She asked, I was about to shake my head, when I remembered they all thought I was in the muggle world for eleven years. I hated lying. I sighed,

"Yeah, it was my first time," Draco looked into my eyes, showing confusion, I gave him a look that said 'Later' and he nodded. There was a cough from someone, I looked up to see it was Remus. Then it clicked. The Marauders map! He was part of the group with my Father!

"If we aren't intrupting anything," He said, I blushed bright red and looked down, "I believe we have a DADA's lesson to get to,"

3rd Person's POV

"Dumbledore, I think Harry should be on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team," Minerva said, breaking the silence as the three of them left the office. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow,

"We should inform his Head of House, but... why help?"

"Because he was a natural," She shrugged. "But you should have seen the look Harry gave Draco... or the other way round, I don't know, it was like the look Remus used to give Sirius," She smiled fondly. Dumbledore lifted his head up,

"Are you saying-"

"Love,"