Draco Malfoy was bloody confused. His crush had sat on his lap,in a girl's cheerleader uniform, no less. Which was good, but why? Had his squad planned it? Maybe that meant Harry liked him back...but then why would the Weaslette take Harry away? The whole squad had followed, like it was some kind of meeting. A meeting without the captain, though? Perhaps, it was about him. But him, meaning himself, or him meaning Harry? And, why-

"Draco, Potter fancies you."

Draco practically jumped off his bed.

"Pansy...are you messing with my head?"

The brunette growled. "I've done enough mind-fucking today."

Draco grinned. "This is wonderful! Now, all we have to do-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Pansy interrupted. "Ask him out, yourself."

The blond frowned. "Well, yeah. I'm going to do that, I just thought..."

Pansy raised an eyebrow, at Draco's blushing.

I...er, don't really fancy him any more, see..."

The cheerleader grinned. "You're in love with Potter!"

The blond blushed deeper, mumbling a, "...maybe."

The brunette sighed in relief, as she left and began searching for Ginny.

**HD**Next Day

"Alright, remember Harry, he already fancies you. So do everything we taught you, and love will soon follow. And hopefully the three-horned Knurks."

Harry smiled gratefully at Luna.

"Alright, we're practicing the pyramid, today!", Draco announced, walking on the field.

The cheerleaders quickly got off the ground.

"Okay, so Weasley, Parkinson, Bones, Greengrass, and...Greengrass Jr.? You're on the bottom."

"Asshole.", Ginny and Pansy growled at the same time.

The blond ignored them.

"Brown, Chang, Abbott, and Bulstrode, on top of them."

The four girls were quickly lifted on top of the other five.

"Alright...the Carrow twins, and Clearwater. Go on."

Draco crossed his arms.

"Hmm...Granger and Lovegood, next. And don't stand too close, or the others will drop you."

"Two Gryffindors on top...", Pansy growled. Ginny would have elbowed her, but she was currently holding up Lavender and Cho.

The captain turned to the Boy-Who-Lived.

"Harry...do you think you can handle being on top?"

The Gryffindor pushed down the blush that tried to rise on his cheeks, at Draco calling him Harry.

"Oh, I know I can handle being on top.", Harry purred at him, winking.

Draco blushed, as Harry began climbing. Was he just flirting with me?

The blond quickly dismissed the thought.

"Alright, Harry, hands on your hips. Good, hold...hold...and drop."

The cheerleaders feel on top of each other. Draco shook his head.

"You all need to practice the drop, otherwise someone's going to get hurt..."

Ginny gasped. Malfoy actually cared about their well-being?

"...and then it'll be my ass."

Ginny rolled her eyes.

Harry took a deep breath. Alright, Harry. Here's your big moment. Draco will fall for you, you'll get married, have twins, and... Harry scoffed. I'm such a girl. Just do it!

Harry walked up to his captain. "Hey, Draco?", he began, twisting the bottom of his skirt in a nervous fashion.

Draco's cheeks colored slightly, and Harry inwardly grinned.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"The squad wants pom-poms."

Of all the possibilities Draco had run through his mind of what Harry was going to say, that wasn't one of them.

"Pom-poms?"

"Yeah, in red and gold."

Draco bit his lip. "I don't think we can afford them. I mean-"

Harry put his arms around the taller boy's neck.

"Come on, Draco. I've never used them before. Besides..."

The brunette whispered in the blond's ear.

"I really like shaking things." Harry's eyes glinted.

"Such as, mattresses..."

Draco's breath caught, and Harry let go of him, continuing as if nothing had happened.

"...and pom-poms." The boy winked, before turning, set on talking to his squad about the events.

Draco spun Harry around, and kissed his surprised lips. Just as Harry begun responding, Draco let him go and stepped away, a horrified look on his face.

"Draco...?" Harry stepped forward, and Draco fled.

The cheerleaders walked up to Harry, asking questions that the boy desperately wished he could answer.

Not again... Hermione sighed, at Harry's silent tears.

"Harry...what happened?"

"Malfoy...is a fucking bastard...and (sob) I hate him...and-"

Cho shook her head. "You wouldn't be crying if you hated him."

Harry ran off the field, his broken sobs getting louder.

Ron flew to his sister. "What's going on?"

Ginny growled; she had seen the whole exchange between the two lovebirds. Why must the two of them be so stubborn? "Ron, I need you, Dean,and Seamus to meet me in the common room tonight. And tell the boys not to bug Harry."

Ron nodded, and took off toward his team.

Ginny turned to the squad. "Pansy, try to get some information out of Malfoy, and knock some sense into him, while you're at it. Tell the rest of the Slytherins when you're done, and then meet me in front of the portrait of The Fat Lady."

The Slytherin cheerleaders all but ran toward the locker room.

"If you're in Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, I need you to make sure rumors don't start. And if they do, stop them immediately, even if they're true. Got it? Then meet me in front of the painting, as well. Gryffindors...just make sure you're in the common room most of the time, and make sure the idiot boys really leave Harry alone."

With that, the cheerleaders began to leave.

Hermione grabbed Ginny's arm.

"Gin...what happened between them, today?"

The ginger gritted her teeth.

"Idiocy, and sexual tension. What else?"

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