Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters

Note: English isn't my own language, feel free to comment at any of my faults.

Warning: This story contains strong language and samesex love, if you can't handle that, I strongly recommend you don't read it.

Chapter five: The quiditch game

Like you maybe have noticed, this chapter is about a quiditch game, to make it easier I'm going to write all the quidditch comments by Zacharias Smith in cursive.

"Harry, wake up! Today's the big day!" Ron jelled on top of his long.

Harry woke up in a shock and it took him a while before he realized what Ron mend, it was the quidditch game against Slytherin. He didn't know what to think, Malfoy just called him handsome and know he had to compete against him.

Harry stood up and dressed, together with Ron he walked down to the Great Hall. Harry could feel the stress creep up. Not only the weight of the hole Gryffindor team was on his shoulders since he was the team captain, he also needed to be able to focus, in this confused time of coming out.

Harry sad down in his seat, he was so in his own mind that he didn't notice he wasn't the only stressed one. At the opposite of the room, Draco wasn't eating anything.

"Come on, Harry, you have to eat something" Hermione said Harry.

"I'm not hungry."

"If you don't eat it yourself, I will force your food down your throat with or without your permission."

"Alright Hermione" and Harry started to eat.

But the time passed to fast and they were already walking to the changing rooms. Unfortunately, they came across the Slytherin team who were on their way to their changing rooms and Harry saw the one person he didn't wanted to see right now.

"Scared Potter? What's wrong you look pale, maybe you should lay down in the hospital wing. I will come after the match to tell you the result."

Before Harry could react, Ron stepped up for him. "We will wash that stupid smile from your face."

Ron took his arm and dragged him along. In the changing room, Harry put on his quidditch robes and sighed, it was his task to give a speech at the beginning of each match. He stood up and cleared his throat, everyone looked at him with grave interest and respect.

"As you all may or may not have noticed yet, today were playing against Slytherin." This woke up a few nerves laughs. "So, I'm not giving a long speech, we've trained well and are more prepared than ever. We have a great chance on winning today, but keep in mind we must play together, Ginny and Katy, you play well together but Demelza, I expect you to co-work. Ron, I know you're nerves, but you should have more trust in yourself, I know you can do it, everyone knows you can do it. Jimmy and Ritchie, try this time not to hit someone of our own team and keep your nerves under control. And for me I'm going to beat Malfoy. We're going to win today."

As a strong team, they walked together and took their spot on the opposite side of the quidditch field.

"I want fair play; team captains shake your hand." Madamme Hooch said.

Harry and Draco shook their hands since they were both the team captains of their teams. A whistle echoed around the field. And the brooms flew in the air.

And they take off. And Weasley has the quaffle she passes to Bell, Bell to Robins… and Urquhart blocks them…

Harry circled above the field, he kept an eye on his team, but also couldn't help looking at Draco and that wasn't only absolute for the sake of the match.

But Harry couldn't let his mind wonder away, he had to keep his mind in the game. Malfoy counted as the game didn't he. No, he must keep his mind in the game.

It looks like the Slytherin beater are using their bats against each other…

Harry looked down and saw the two beaters were beating each other up. He looked around and saw a flitch gold. He spurted but just missed it, a second after he started to reach for the spot of gold Draco started the chase.

Robins to Weasley and… Weasley scores!

Harry looked at Ginny with a smile and remembered why he was in love with her. His smile vanished away in a grimace, concentrate on the game.

And the Slytherin chaser have the quaffle, Vaisley shoots… and Weasley blocks, the quaffle is back in the Gryffindor camp…

Harry circled around the field, he kept a close eye on his team and on Malfoy, when a movement occurred in the corner of his eye. He saw the snitch and started moving towards it. Draco quickly caught his movement and was quickly besides him.

They sprinted alongside each other Draco was a little ahead of Harry and reached out his hand… Harry had to act quickly. Harry grabbed Draco's quidditch robes and pulled him closer. Harry planted his lips on Draco's lips and kissed him. Draco was so confused, he lowered his hand and keep flying in his spot. Harry kept moving and caught the snitch.

Harry Potter kissed Draco and caught the snitch, what's going on?! Anyway, Gryffindor wins with 160 against 0.

Harry landed under loud sheers. The public was ecstatic but confused. The hole team landed and strove towards Harry.

"Harry what the hell did you just do!" Ron jelled on top of his longs.

But before Harry could answer him, Draco landed and stormed towards him.

"Potter, you bloody bitch, that was a filthy Slytherin trick you used on me." Draco came incredibly close now. He slapped Harry hard on his cheek. "I've never been prouder."

Draco crushed his lips on the other boy's and started to kiss him, as soon as Harry passed his confusion, he started to kiss back. The kiss was filled need and passion. Without any warning, Draco stuck his tong in Harry's mound and started to explore it. But Harry didn't let it do so easy, soon he started to battle with his tongue. Despite Draco's regrets he had to break off the kiss way to soon.

"Bloody hell, Harry, what in Merlin's name is going on." Ron jelled.

Draco decided this was the ideal time to go and change back in his regular robes. Harry was left stunned and with all the questions.

"Harry, what's going on?"

"What the hell, Harry?"

"I-I don't know" Harry answered honestly.

He wasn't ready to answer all these questions jet, so he decided to go and chance too. Harry slowly walked to the changing rooms. He walked through the aisle and passed an open door.

Harry looked inside and saw a beautiful scene and couldn't help but stop. Draco was standing alone in the Slytherin changing room, he had a towel around his hips and he was drying his hair. His bare chest was showing and to Harry's amazement he saw that Draco had a six-pack. He has never been more attracted to someone.

"What are you staring at Potter, move on or come in."

Harry had to think about that for a second before he took the risk and went in. He slowly walked towards him.

"Why are you still standing here, come closer." Draco demanded.

"Are we going to talk." Harry asked.

"I don't think so."

Harry came closer and before he could do anything Draco crushed his lips on his and they started to kiss, a kiss filled with passion and need, but also full of love, witch neither of them was ready to admit jet.

Harry put his hands in Draco's wet hair when they deepened the kiss. Harry was extremely aware of Draco's bare chest and the only thing that covered Draco's crotch, the towel, which started to lose his grip and almost fell on the floor. Luckily, Harry was so focused on the kiss, he didn't see the reason the towel was falling off. Underneath it Draco's erection slowly started to grow. Harry himself was very happy his robes were loose, so Draco didn't notice his growing erection.

This time they hoped not to be interrupted by anyone. But that would be too good to be true. Way to soon, they were interrupted. Hermione came down the corridor looking for Harry she passed the open door and saw Harry and Draco, a little embarrassed she coughed to let herself be noticed.

"I'm sorry, I came looking for you, to ask if you were alright" she told Harry.

"Hermione, you know you have a terrible timing, don't you?" Draco stated.

"You called her by her first name." Harry said surprised, but lovingly.

Harry pulled Draco closer and placed a gentle on his lips.

"I think, I'm going to leave. Since you seem to be more than alright." Hermione told them.

When she left, Harry heard a whisper that sounded a lot like, finally.