The weather was slightly better than the last quidditch match, and as Mia walked out onto the pitch behind Draco, she was more than grateful for the earlier reassurance of no dementors showing up.
"Remember your job" she heard him say over his shoulder, and resisted the urge to hit him with a bat.
"I'm not your body guard" She stated, mounting her broom along with the rest of the Slytherin team. If he thought the younger girl was just going to fly beside him keeping away every bludger, he was mistaken. Though with Fred and George on the other team, maybe he could use the protection.
Baring that in mind, Mia took off, flying around the pitch several times before hovering in her starting position.
"Welcome to this exciting match of Gryffindor vs Slytherin!" Lee Jordan's voice boomed from the speakers. "Now, Madam Hooch is about ready to start" a smallish women, with blonde short cropped hair walked into the middle of the pitch, the brown ball box carried in her arms.
"I want a clean match" she instructed, bending down to unlock the box. "Ready?" She asked each captain, receiving a nod from Oliver Wood, and a grunt from Jacob, before opening the lid and throwing up the quaffle. Mia didn't get to see who caught it, and she always blocked out Lee when playing. Instead she sped off after Draco, saving him from a sneaky bludger that had been aimed at his head by one of the twins. The blonde didn't bother to thank her, and flew off in another direction after Harry. Rolling her eyes, the third year continued searching out the bludgers getting aimed at her team, and sent most back at any near Gryffindor.
She saw a pattern appearing halfway through the match that made her smile. Each time a bludger was about to hit her from behind, Fred would appear and aim it in the other direction. It sure made things easier not having to look after herself.
Snow started to fall near the end of the match, and by the time Harry had caught the snitch, the ground was covered. Draco was one of the first off his broom, a sulky expression on his face, shortly followed by Jacob who was hurling abuse at the younger. Mia quickly headed down, dismounting her broom several feet before the ground and running after the two. Though she paused in front of the boys changing room door where the others had gone into. A quick argument went on inside her head over what to do, but after more shouting was heard the dark haired girl went in. Neither made any indication of noticing her, or just didn't care.
"You shouldn't even be on this team!" The older boy shouted, his broom getting thrown halfway across the locked room. Mia filched slightly at the crashing sound, though stayed quiet to see what would happen.
"I earned my place this year!" the blonde retorted, pulling his quidditch robe off over his head and dumping it on the bench. "I won us the last match and would've won this one if Potter hadn't borrowed a decent broom". Jacob just grunted at the answer and took several steps towards the other, the 7th year towering over the third year easily.
""And what's going to be your excuse next time?" Draco's eyes wavered from Jacobs as he got closer, a string of emotions flickering over his face. Mia took that as enough of a reason to step in, going to where the two boys stood and pushing them apart.
"What is this? Testosterone season?" She enquired, a hand on both their chests. "Just back off" she instructed Jacob, keeping eye contact until he backed down, picking his broom back up and leaving the room. None of the other members tried to enter, all favouring going straight back to the Slytherin common room. Right now, that was a good thing for Mia.
"Are you ok?" She asked, her hand still pressed- lightly now, on the blondes chest. The snow had made his hair damp, and instead of the earlier slicked backness, it now hung limp and ion his eyes.
"Draco?" She prompted, though wished she hadn't.
"Fine" he said coldly, pushing her hand away and walking over to his locker. Most were empty, but Draco was one of the few who preferred to keep his quidditch robe and broom in there. They were locked with spells, and would only open at the owners' touch, which definitely helped to keep them secure. Chewing down on her lip, the younger girl sat down on one of the benches, waiting for him to finish. He seemed angry, no, he was angry. Of course he was who wouldn't be with Jacob just shouting insults at them. But there was no need for him to take it out on her.
"No one else agrees with him," she said once he'd finished.
"Of course they don't" he replied, his tone still one of anger. Frowning Mia stood up and walked over to him, mimicking his stand of leaning back against one of the lockers.
"Come on"
"Mm"
"Is that a yes or no?"
"Not sure" A small smirk flicked over Draco's features as the younger Slytherin slipped her hand into his and pulled him towards the door.
"I'm taking it as yes" she informed him, whilst pushing the door open and stepping out onto the snow.
It was mostly empty outside the changing room, most students favouring the warmth of the castle, but the third year wasn't ready t go back yet. Instead she let go of the blondes hand and nemt down, collecting a fairly big heap of snow and squashing it into a ball. Draco stood still whilst the younger messed about with the snow, though when he realised what it was going to be used for his eyes widened.
"Don't even think about it" Mia tilted her head to the side trying to look innocent, the snowball going from hand to hand. "I'm not kidding Mi, don't" he said, crossing his arms once more, obviously thinking she wouldn't. Shrugging she passed the snowball around again, before throwing it straight at Draco's face. It hit him perfectly, and the yelp he gave made it worth it. Even his threat of 'you're head' was funny with the snow still covering his mouth and nose.
"You've got a little something on your-"She began to say, though stopped and took off at a run as the blonde picked up his own snowball. Laughing, Mia ran through the grounds, dodging the few snowballs that were getting thrown.
She finally came to a stop after running down the steps to the bottom of the owlery, slightly out of breath.
"Truce, truce!" she shouted, as Draco jumped down the last few steps, a snowball still in his right hand. Non had managed to hit her so far, but with how close they were now, it was unlikely he'd miss.
"Where was this 'truce' when you started it?" The older teen asked, but didn't give her time to answer before throwing it. Mia squeaked as the cold hit her face and dripped down along her neck.
"That was uncalled for" she said, whilst brushing the snow from her face, no longer ever wanting to start a snowball fight with anyone again.
"Strange," Draco replied, walking across the space between them. "I thought the same thing when you first started it" he finished, his infamous smirk appearing. "You've got a little something on your face" The raven haired girl rolled her eyes as he said what she had tried to earlier. His hand reached up, lightly brushing the specs of snow from her cheek and lip, causing a smile to take up residence on her face.
"I wonder how that got there" she mumbled, licking her lips subconsciously when Draco had moved his hand away. Smirking, the blonde opened his mouth to speak, moving closer to her in the process.
"I'm sure it was an accident" he whispered, his forehead almost pressed against hers. Mia's heart rate started to increase, and at the back of her mind she was sure the rest of the school must be able to hear the thumping. Her hand slipped into the blondes' free one again, the touch becoming very familiar. Though before the darker haired girl could respond further two voices made them both jump.
"Draco!" they shouted, coming to a halt behind their leader. Crabbe and Goyle both looked out of breath, as if trying to find their prince was a very exhausting task.
"What?" Draco snapped, turning his head to glare at the followers. They looked from each other and back to the blonde, neither now wanting to speak.
"Snape wanted to see you" Crabbe said after several awkward seconds. That just caused Draco to grunt, reminding Mia of their not so nice captain, though her friend at least managed out a
"I'll see you later" before heading off to find the potions master.
A/N: Awh, were you expecting them to kiss or something? Gosh of course not! :P Hi! Sorry the chapters are taking longer to get up, college comes first i'm afraid But thankyou to everyone who has been giving lovely reviews, this is for you. Keep the reviews coming, whether you're a new reader or have been here from the start Z-Nugget xx