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A/n: Umbridge didn't ban Quidditch in this ok? Ok enjoy x

It had been a few days since Draco and I had spoken, but I was fine with it. Harry and I still hung out all the time, now just with Ron and Hermione.

Harry had quidditch today, but the catch was is that they are up against Slytherin. Harry said I should wear Slytherin colors, to not make anyone mad (Draco).

"You nervous for the big game?" I ask as I take a bite of food. Harry shakes his head, "nervous for what? Malfoy hitting me with a broom? I'll be fine." He laughs.

"Well, I still need to root for a team. I think I'm going to go with Gryffindor, just to piss him off." I say with a slight smirk. Harry only smiles, "I can lend you my sweater to wear, I don't think a Slytherin would have much Gryffindor gear."

I felt my cheeks flush a bit and I nod, "I'd love that, when could you get it to me?"

He stands up and motions me to follow, "I'll just give it to you now, the game is in less than two hours anyway." I stand up and he takes my hand, leading me down the hallway. I noticed as we walked out, Draco and Ginny were glaring daggers at us.

Eventually, we make it to the Gryffindor entrance. Harry whispers the password and leads me in, "wait right here, I'll go grab it. Ron left our dorm a mess, I'd rather you not see that." He smiles with a faint blush. I just nod and he walks down the hall.

I sit down on the couch next to the fire as I examine the room. The Gryffindor common room is rather beautiful; yes I love the Slytherin common room but, it's so cold and uninviting. The Gryffindor common room was very warm and comforting, the beautiful colors of dark red and gold made it feel so... cozy.

The paintings on the walls were also absolutely beautiful.

I hear footsteps and I turn to see Harry walking with Neville Longbottom. He was a sweet boy, but I've never gotten to know him for all he has to offer.

"Hey, you're Y/n Alwyn right?" Neville asks, clearly nervous. I walk to them and give him a kind smile, "yes that's me. You're Neville Longbottom, correct?"

The shy boy nods and Harry chuckles, handing me a red Gryffindor jersey with 'Potter 07' on it and a gold-yellow hoodie, "the hoodie is important, it's going to be a bit cold tonight." 

I felt myself blush slightly as I take it from him, "thank you."

Neville nudges Harry with a slight smirk and Harry gives him a look, "shut it." He whispered.

I let out a small giggle, "well, I'd better be going. See you at the game, Harry." I kiss Harry on the cheek then leave, leaving him smiling and blushing like an idiot. Neville nudged him again which made me laugh.

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It was half hour until game time. So I put on Harry's hoodie then the jersey on top. They smelt like firewood, honey, and a bit of pumpkin. I paired these with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and brown buckle boots. I looked at myself in my full body mirror, "damn I look good." I say to myself.

(You babes always look good, just saying)

The colors complimented my complexion perfectly. As I leave my dorm I see a bunch of Slytherins glare at me, especially Pansy. I realized Pansy wasn't wearing Draco's number, I couldn't help but smile to myself.

"Hey, Y/n, I was waiting for you," I hear Harry say, as I walk out of the common room and into the hall. "Oh? Waiting for me? How thoughtful." I say with a smirk. Harry blushes slightly and shakes his head, "let's just get going, I was late to warm-ups for you."

He pulls me by the waist, leading me to the field, "how sweet." I say. He turns a deep red and shakes his head, "you're so mean sometimes."

"Yes, yes I am."

"Hey Harry, let's go!" I hear a Gryffindor yell, Harry kisses my cheek and runs off. I felt my face flush heavy. As I turn my heal, I see Draco looking at me with a bit of hurt. His eyes go down to what I am wearing, he shakes his head and joins the rest of the Slytherin team.

"Hey, Y/n! Over here!" Ron yells, waving me to the Gryffindor stands. It was odd for me to go to the Gryffindor stands instead of Slytherin, not that I even went to many quidditch games as it is.

Walking over to Ron and Hermione, I notice Ginny immediately get up and walk over to her other friends. What the fuck is her problem? I sit down next to Hermione and she gives me a bright smile, "a Slytherin cheering for Gryffindor? I thought I'd never see the day."

"Of course I would support Harry."

"Why not Draco? Didn't you two have a thing?" Ron asks, his mouth stuffed with popcorn. Hermione whacks him with a book for talking with his mouth full or talking about Draco, didn't matter.

"I don't know, it seems like he and Pansy have a thing. I would rather not get in the mix of that." I say with a sigh. I couldn't help but think of all of mine and his... moments. I guess it meant nothing to him.

The game eventually starts and I had no idea what was going on. At one point Harry and Draco were neck and neck for the snitch, "Go, Harry!" I yelled, standing up. He flashes me a smile and I felt myself blush.

Draco gives me a heavy glare as he gets ahead of Harry, shoving him away. Harry gets a grip, swoops up, and just barely misses the snitch. Draco takes the opportunity to snatch the snitch and win the game.

The Slytherin side goes wild, cheering his name. Harry looked to us, disappointed in himself. I leave the stand and meet him at ground level, running into his arms.

"You did amazing, Harry. Even though you didn't win." I say, pulling back from the hug. "Thank you, Y/n. It means a lot coming from you." I see Draco out of the corner of my eye, just watching; my eyes go back to Harry. He moves slightly closer, as do I. He smiles and we look into each other's eyes for a moment...

Then we kiss...