Resorting of Gryffindor

Time has passed for Hogwarts, and it was almost back to normal. The trio had become closer than before, and Harry and Draco were easily called best friends by anyone that looked at them. They were constantly talking or hanging out. It became well known in the Slytherin house that Harry had his hair curled by Draco every morning. It seemed that everyone was bummed out about Quiditch season. McGonagall had to delay it till after Christmas Break since the Quiditch towers weren't completely fixed. 

It was the day of the Christmas Ball, and everyone was either getting ready or hanging out with friends. The girls usually took the morning of the ball to shop around for discounted accessories, while the more laid back waited until the night to get ready. 

The trio plus Draco were currently sharing the Quiditch field to play a modified version of Quiditch. Many students who had their own brooms shared the field, and students would watched from the ground. Occasionally McGonagall would peek out of her window and force some students closer to the ground when they neared the clouds. But other than that, the field turned into a hang out.

Harry and Draco were currently playing the Chasers while Ron and Hermione played independent. Whoever had the Quaffle was going to get chased and knocked down. 

Harry currently had the Quaffle, and was flying to the goal side. Hermione was trailing behind since she was the slowest, while Draco and Ron were on his tail.

Harry was near the goal line, and Ron was running out of ideas. Ron quickly stood on his broom and jumped off and onto Harry. The only problem, was Ron jumped right through Harry's arm. Harry had been practicing his abilities extensively, and 3/10 times, he can dissipate one of his appendages. And that's exactly what he was able to do. 

Except Draco had the same idea, but from a better angle. Draco stood on his broom and jumped onto Harry's back, effectively knocking him off his broom. Thankfully they were only a couple of feet off the ground.

The two dropped and Draco tackled him. Ron scrambled back up and joined on the pile. 

"Get off him. Come on. He might loose a leg." Hermione joked at them. They both got off of Harry and helped him up.

"You cheater. Can't just get rid of an arm." Ron said as he punched him in the arm.

"We never fully disclosed that when we stated the rules." Harry smirked.

"What are you? A lawyer?" Draco grinned. "You'd make a good one." 

"There's no such thing as a good lawyer, Draco. Only fair and winners. Very rarely are they both." Hermione pointed out. 

Harry looked around. He could tell that the evening was getting closer. "I think I'm going to head back inside." Harry decided.

"So will I. Luna and I are supposed to get ready together." Hermione agreed.

Ron and Draco decided to as well. They all headed back inside and split off. 

Draco and Harry were heading down the stairs into the dungeons. 

"Did you find a date to the ball?" Harry asked casually.

"Come on. Who would want to go to the ball with me? I'm just an ex death eater who ran away after the fight."

"I won't disagree about the ex death eater thing, but you are more than that." Harry disagreed.

That was enough to make Draco snicker. "What more is there to me?"

"Besides being an ex death eater against your will, you are now kind, sweet, caring when you want. Which I respect. You're also smart and a good fighter. Whether you were a prick before shouldn't concern anyone." They walked down the hall, heading down some halls towards the Slytherin portrait.