Today was the day. Today was the the last match of the season. Gryffindor versus Slytherin, winner takes the cup. Harry and Draco say nervously at the end of the breakfast table looking down at their identical plates of eggs, bacon and toast. They each had a bundle of nerves in the pits of their stomachs, a heart beating dangerously fast, and a head full of racing thoughts. Flint walked up behind the pair and looked at them worriedly.

"Eat. Now." Flint said firmly. "I will not have two players not playing at their best because of nerves. So eat." Harry, surprisingly, was the one to start eating first and ended up nudging Draco to get him to eat. The two finished quickly and followed the rest of the team out to the quidditch pitch. Flint stood in front as team captain and head chaser. Flanking him were the two beaters, Lucian Bole and Peregrine Derrick. And behind them, standing closely together were Harry and Draco, seeker and chaser respectively. Bringing up the rear was the keeper and the last chaser, Miles Bletchley and Adrian Pucey. The seven quickly changed into their quidditch robes and stood, brooms in hand, at the curtain leading to the pitch. Flint took a deep breath and turned to face the fidgeting players.

"We are going to do great. We are going to win. We have for the past seven years and this year won't change. We will win because we are the best. We have everything they don't have. Good brooms. Loyalty. Teamwork. Common sense. But most importantly we have a sense of strategy. We know what to do and what not to do. We know when do to certain moves and we know how to did what we do best. So let's get out there and show them who's best." Flint abruptly turned and walked out of the locker rooms and onto the pitch. Everyone took a deep breath and followed. The roar of the crowd was louder than usual as they walked onto the pitch. The status were thoroughly decorated with red, gold, silver and green. The majority of the school, surprisingly, was cheering for Slytherin. The fourteen players met with Madam Hooch in the center of the field and faced each other, the lions versus the snakes.

"Alright teams, I want a clean game. No pushing, shoving or intentionally trying to kill the other. Now on my whistle take to skies." Madam Hooch blew the whistle and everyone kicked off to their positions. Harry soared into the air and surveyed the field, searching for the tell tale glint of gold. Draco had caught the quaffle first and was currently flying towards the poles with Flint right behind him. Draco tossed the quaffle to Flint who threw it into the middle hoop with ease, scoring the first points for Slytherin. The crowd cheered loudly and Harry smiled. He dragged his attention away from the blonde and went back to look for the snitch. He flew wide slow circles around the pitch, keeping in sight of the other seeker, Cormac McLaggen, who was definitely tailing him.

Harry smirked as he got an idea. He sharply turned his broom to the right and took off as fast as he could. He took a quick peek behind him and, as he thought, McLaggen was following a mere twenty feet behind him. He passed Draco and caught his eye smirking. Draco's eyes widened as he understood and watched Harry closely as continued the wild goose chase.

The crowd watched in mild confusion and anticipation as they two seekers flew around the pitch at random. The Slytherins caught on to Harry's plan and threw encouragement at his chase. Harry smirked even wider and caught a glint of gold on the top of the Gryffindors hoops. Harry's brain whirled as he tried to think of a way to get the snitch without alerting the other seeker. He had an idea, but it was dangerous. He had only attempted to do this once during practice and he had barely made it. With his face full of determination, Harry sailed straight up and towards the Slytherin posts. He doubled checked that McLaggen was still following him and, with his confirmation, he pointed his broom straight down. The wind whipped his face as he flew. He heard the screams of the crowd and the cries of the teachers.

He closed into the ground. Fifty feet away. Forty, thirty, twenty, ten. Harry pulled hard on his broom and pushed his feet against the back. He narrowly missed the other seekers head but was able to hear the shriek as the other failed to perform the dreaded Wronski Freight. He looked at the Gryffindor hoops and saw the snitch still there. He nearly laughed, this was too easy. He flew at top speed toward it and narrowly missed an incoming buldger. He reached the hoops and snatched the golden ball out of the air.

Cheers erupted throughout the entire stadium as he held the snitch in the air with a triumphant grin on his face.

"AND SLYTHERIN WINS WITH 280 POINTS!!!" Harry flew down and handed Madam Hooch the snitch.

"Well done Mr.Potter, next time though, don't risk your life for a game." Harry just smiled and nodded before he was picked up and thrown into the air. Harry squealed and looked at his captor. His breath caught in his throat when he saw the blonde he had come to know so well grinning brightly at him.

"That was bloody brilliant Harry!" Harry ducked his head and blushed. Draco chuckled before passing him off to the two beaters who promptly plopped him on their shoulders to raise him above the growing crowd. Madam Hooch came out carrying a tall gold trophy and held it up in the air while casting a spell on her voice.

"ATTENTION STUDENTS! HERE WE HAVE THE QUIDDITCH HOUSE CUP WINNERS!! WITH THE TEAM OF MARCUS FLINT, ADRIAN PUCEY, LUCIAN BOLE, PEREGRINE DERRICK, MILES BLETCHLEY, DRACO MALFOY AND HARRY POTTER, I GIVE YOU THE SLYTHERIN TEAM!!" Thunderous cheers resounded through the whole pitch and Madam Hooch handed Harry the trophy who held it up in the air, whooping triumphantly with the majority of the student body. They carried out the festivities all the way into the castle and into the dungeons before Severus came and shooed of the other houses.

"Well done boys. Go inside the common room, I believe there is a celebration being held." The two beaters put Harry back on the ground and practically ran into the common room. Harry smiled and looked towards Draco. Harry grabbed his arm and pulled him into the common room.

The first thing Harry registered was the noise. It was really loud. There was wizarding world music playing somewhere and loud chatter seemed to come from everywhere. He then registered the smell. He smelt the treacle tarts, candy, pumpkin pasties, meat pies, cookies, and other smells that Harry couldn't identify for the life of him. Then he actually saw the food and drinks and decorations and a couple of kids doing things that made Harry blush, but let's not talk about that.

He walked further into the room and the students parted for him until he reached a tall podium, obviously meant for the trophy. He waited for Draco to catch up and, together, they placed the trophy on the podium. The cheers became louder for a while and Harry looked toward Draco with a dazzling smile. The two looked into each other's eyes for a while before they were abruptly pulled out of the daze when someone in the crowd screamed out a request that made both boys blush a deep crimson. People quoted down as they heard the call as well, before people looked at the pair and joined in, effectively creating a chant.

"KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!" Harry looked at Draco with wide eyes. Draco copied the look. Slowly Harry's mouth spread into a smile. He did something so out of character, it would be talked about for ages. He jumped onto Draco, who barely caught him, and lightly brushed their lips together. Draco gasped and looked at Harry shocked before he leaned in closer and closed his eyes. Harry met him in the middle and their lips met with sparks flying between them. Fireworks shot behind their eyelids. Harry vaguely registered the wolf whistles and loud cheers behind them as he was far too caught up in the heat that ran throughout his entire body. Harry wrapped his arms tighter around Draco's neck and pressed closer to the blonde. Draco pulled away gasping for breath and leaned his forehead against Harry's, smiling brighter then ever. Harry bit his lip and blushed brighter than ever. He looked up at Draco only to see the boy looking right back at him.

"Hi," Draco chuckled and nuzzled into Harry's neck a little before setting him down.

"Hi." Draco held out his hand and Harry grinned brightly before taking it and allowing Draco to lead him to the snacks. Blaise and Pansy were waiting there with their arms crossed over their chests and knowing smirks plastered on their faces.

"Not even gonna tell us you were dating before you go snogging in front of the whole common room." Draco and Harry felt blood rise up to their cheeks for the umpteenth time that night and grabbed a couple snacks before turning back the others, still hand in hand.

"We weren't dating," Draco said. Pansys eyes bulged.

"What?! But you guys always- and you- but you-" Pansy sighed exasperatedly, "Well you're dating now aren't you? Everybody thought you guys have been dating for months already." Harry looked at Draco who had set his plate down on a nearby table and was now getting down in the floor.

"Draco what are you-"

"Harry James Potter, will you become my, Draco Lucius Malfoy, boyfriend?" Harry stared wide eyed before smiling and nodding. Draco grinned and stood up, pressing a kiss to Harry's forehead as he did. "Well I don't know about you guys, but I'm tired and I'm going to take a nap before dinner starts. You coming Harry?" Harry took Draco's hand and the two walked towards their dorm to take separate showers and change before lying down in Draco's bed.

Draco pulled Harry extra close started to card his fingers through the raven locks. He moved his hand down to Harry's face and rubbed his thumb across the ravenettes cheek. He slowly leaned down and lightly brushed their lips together, once, twice and on his third time, Harry reached up and wound his fingers in the blondes hair. He pressed their lips together and smiled when he heard Harry give an appreciative hum. He pulled away and wrapped his arms around the smaller boys waist and pressed their foreheads together.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," Harry looked up at Draco with wide eyes.

"I thought it was just me." Draco smiled softly and shook his head. He pulled back to place a kiss to Harry's forehead before pulling the boy even closer.

"I love you Harry." Harry stilled for a moment before he wrapped his arms tightly around Draco's torso.

"I love you, too, Draco."

One week later

Harry and Draco were sitting at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall, along with the rest of the school, listening to Dumbledores end of the year speech. They all were bouncing in their seats, filled with anxiety as they awaited to hear the winner of the House Cup.

"And with that, I am proud to announce that the winners of the House Cup are, drumroll please," Hundreds of hands pounded down on the tables. "SLYTHERIN!!" Cheers resounded through the Great Hall as loudly as the boos did. The Slytherins stood up and clapped loudly, some even started to bang their empty goblets on the table. The other three houses glumly applauded, scowls decorating their faces. Harry and Draco smiled at each other and shared a chaste kiss in celebration.

Their relationship had become rather popular and most of the schools was okay with it. All of the Slytherins and Hufflepuffs supported and saw it coming. Ravenclaw didn't really care though some of them had disappointed looks on their faces for a while. Gryffindors had been the biggest problems. Fifth years and up couldn't care less, they had their futures to worry about and didn't pay mind to much of the rumor mill. Third and fourth years thought it was bloody adorable with the way they acted outside of the common room. The constant blushes, giggles, nuzzles, and quick kisses in the halls made them smile. Second years were on the edge. The twins had been a big help when everyone found out. They pulled endless pranks on anyone who dared to say anything bad about the pair. First years were completely against it, most didn't voice their opinions. Weaslebee, however, was very obvious with his dislike, constantly yelling out rude names at them, or even going as far as trying to attack them. They hadn't succeeded of course but the threat was there.

The professors were rumored to have been passing galleons under the table when Harry was pulled unwillingly, but not complaining, into Draco's lap. It was rather amusing to see Harry's face darken that quickly. All was well.

Harry and the others finished the feast and sullenly went back to their dorms. Draco sat waiting for Harry on the bed with his knees pulled to his chest and his arms wrapped loosely around him. He didn't want to leave Harry with his relatives at all but when they had went to Dumbledore he had inspired that Harry's had to stay there for at least a little while. The plan was to get Harry at the beginning of July by that was still three weeks that he would be away from his new boyfriend and best friend. He sighed and rubbed a hand across his face just as Harry walked out and practically collapsed onto the bed. He would get Harry whenever he saw fit, or was his duty. Draco laid down next the ravenettes and pulled him closer as they both fell into a heavy slumber. He would protect Harry until the very end.

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