The Quidditch Match

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The quidditch pitch was absolutely freezing. Specs of snow fluttered through the air as the stadium filled with students and professors. As the players filed on to the field, Harry's eyes found something he wasn't expecting.

There, wearing Draco's quidditch robes and holding his broom was Emerald.

Harry didn't know whether to be enraged at her and Malfoy, or to be proud of her for earning a spot on the team. But he couldn't think of that right now, the game had begun and the players launched into the air.

Harry waited for a sign, any glimpse of the snitch really, and then Emerald took off, flying higher and higher into the sky.

Harry thought at first, that she didn't know what she was doing but when his eyes followed hers he noted that was not correct. The snitch was soaring high in the air and Emerald was reaching straight for it. Harry had to react fast.

He put his broom into motion and raced to beat her.

"Harry!" She shouted in surprise as he obstructed her view and the snitch darted away. "Sorry!" He called and veered to chase the golden orb, Emerald followed, tailing behind him.

"Didn't expect to see you here." He called behind him. "Certainly not wearing Malfoy's robes," He added, his voice a little heated.

"The team doesn't have robes made for me yet." Emerald called back. "Draco insisted I wear his for this match."

Of course he did. Harry thought to himself. Draco was gloating.

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Emerald was freezing to the bone. She shivered as she walked into the castle with the rest of the team.

She began to shed Draco's quidditch robes. A hand on her bare shoulder startled her.

"Draco!" She said as she turned, her face paled with shock and surprise. She lifted the robes up to cover her chest.

"I didn't mean to startle you." He said with a bit of a smug look on his face when he realized she wasn't wearing a top and was covering herself with his robes.

"Draco my eyes are up here." Emerald snapped and Draco chuckled. "Forgive me, it's just. Those are my robes." "oh." Emerald said softly.

"Sorry... Can I give them back to you after I change?" "Of course." he said. "I wanted to commend you on your performance at the match today." Draco said and Emerald raised a brow as she looked back at him.

"But we lost. Harry got the snitch before I could." She admitted. "True, but for someone who has never played quidditch before you played wonderfully." "Well... thank you." She slowly admitted with a small bashful smile.

"I'm proud of you." Was all he said before he leaned down and placed a small kiss on her cheek and strode away. Emerald placed a hand to her cheek, a blush of vibrant green covered her face.

Don't wish. She told herself. Dont start. Wishing only wounds the heart. He could  be that boy but I'm not that girl. She told herself and with a distant sigh she finished removing his robes and changing into her own clothes.

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"A what?" "A party."

"Your professors throw parties?" "Not all of them," Harry sighed as Emerald followed him to potions.

"Just Slughorne. He even checked our schedules to ensure all of his prized pupils could be there." Emerald could tell Harry was not enthused about this party at all.

Once they walked into the classroom Slughorne was quick greet them. "Why two of my favorites! I hope to see you both tonight!" He cheered and clapped Harry on the back.

"Yeah...." Emerald said nervously with a forced smile. "Wouldn't miss it." Harry added as they walked to their seats.

They both shared a look as they walked, one of knowing and mutual annoyance for their potions professor. Someone cleared their throat from behind them and Emerald turned to see Draco staring bullets at her.

"Professor," Draco muttered, "Surely you'll have me at the party, I mean, you know my father of course..." "Your father?" Slughorne asked as he turned to look down at the blond.

"My father, Lucius Malfoy." "Never heard of him." Slughorne replied as he brought his attention back to the full classroom to begin his instruction.

Emerald watched the furious and disappointed Draco bite his lip and look down at his textbook, hiding his gaze from the world.

"Can't believe Draco's trying to force his way into the slug club. I mean, is he that desperate for Slytherin attention?"

Emerald's eyes focused in on the secluded boy. She didn't see a boy desperate for Slytherin attention, but a boy desperate to be included. She felt sympathy for him.

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"I hope to see you both at the Christmas party this evening!" Slughorne said to Harry and Emerald as they packed up their things.

"Surely professor" Harry insisted as he slid his copy of potion making into his bag. "Won't miss it." Emerald added as she shouldered her bag.

Her eyes looked over to Draco who was also getting ready to leave.

"Harry I'll catch you at lunch." Emerald said. Harry opened his mouth to protest but Emerald was already walking off, trailing behind Draco Malfoy.

"Draco!" She called as ran after him. "Draco!" She called again and he turned to see the witch trailing behind him. He offered her a half smile.

"If it isn't the pistachio." "Shut up." Emerald said with a giggle as she playfully hit his arm and Draco winced playfully.

"Easy, one day you'll kill me." "Yeah whatever, listen, I have a question." "I'm listening." Draco said as they walked.

"Slughorne's party." Emerald began and Draco's expression fell. "I was wondering, if you'd like to go with me." "Why?" He sneered. "Feeling sorry for me, are you?" "Draco-" "I don't need your pity." "Draco!" He pushed past her.

"You've got to be kidding me." she chased after him. "You are seriously behaving like this?" "I said what I said Emerald."

"Fuck what you said."

Draco looked taken back. "Excuse me?" "you heard me." She protested.

"I will not be spoken to like this. You can go with Potter for all I care." "You're seriously behaving like a child right now you know that right?"

"Not listening." "Draco I said-" He held up his middle finger in her direction before walking away.