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I zoomed across the quidditch pitch, eyes darting across every square inch. Ravenclaw was in third place just behind Slytherin, then of course Gryffindor, but they get points for breathing anyway. This game would determine whether or not we took over second place.
I saw Slytherins seeker, Malfoy, also scanning over the pitch, he was easy to spot, his platinum blonde hair sticking out against everything else.
His eyes met mine for a split second, just as I spotted a small golden glint near him.
I quickly leant forward, hurtling myself towards him towards him, for a moment he had an incredibly confused look plastered over his face.
But before long he'd followed my line of vision and swerved towards the snitch, the 12pm sun hitting it in just the right spot making it slightly easier to see.
Lee Jordan had noticed almost right away and started commentating our very move.
'Malfoy and Y/l/n are now both pelting after the snitch. Malfoy with a slight gain-'
The snitch had veered upwards, and gradually we started getting higher and higher. Adrenaline started coursing through my entire body, excitement but also nerves eating away at my skin.
The noise from the stands faded out along with Lee's commentary and was replaced with the wind whipping at my skin as I kept climbing higher.
'Oh god-' I thought as we both ended up nose diving for the snitch. The ground was coming closer by the second, but I took the moment to glance at Malfoy.
His bottom lip was trapped between his teeth, blonde hair messily pushed back, robes flowing harshly behind him.
THUMP
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That was the last thing I remember, oh and the ringing. I had been hit square in the head with a bludger, which I guess it was my fault. If I hadn't been heavily examining Malfoy's looks, I probably could've avoided this. To add to the situation the bludger sent me crashing me into him, sending him to the hospital wing along with me.
How joyful.
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A small groan escaped my lips as I opened my eyes. My head felt as though I'd purposely slammed it in a car door several times.
The clock on the wall read 5:34pm.
'Ah and you're awake.' It took a moment to recognise who it was- but I glimpsed over to the bed next to mine to see the blonde hair that unmistakably belonged to Draco Malfoy.
'What the-'
'If you're about to ask why you're-' he paused briefly to correct himself. 'Why we're in here, it's because you got hit by the bludger and came bloody crashing into me.' He said, his voice laced with bitterness.
I fixed my gaze back on his face to see it twisted in distaste at the thought.
'I'm so sorry I couldn't control which way I came flying of my broom.' I sarcastically retorted.
'You should be. You nearly bloody concussed me too.'
'A shame, maybe if I did you'd still be unconscious.'
He scoffed loudly and opened his mouth to probably say something sarcastic back but the doors to the infirmary came swinging open.
'Ah y/n! You're awake, wonderful! How are you feeling?' Madam Pomfrey chorused.
In the corner of my eye I could see Draco rolling his eyes at her bubbliness.
'Yea I'm alright, my heads quite sore but I'm ok.' I said with a faint smile.
She had spent the next 10 minutes preparing and giving me things to make me feel better. Which it worked for the most part, the sharp pain in my head had receded to a dull much more faint one.
She did a quick check on Draco, getting him to lift his shirt to his ribs and re-wrap a bandage around him. My eyes couldn't help but fall to his perfectly toned body- though I tore my gaze away just incase he saw me looking, he'd never let me live it down.
And before long Madam pomfrey left, leaving us together.
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Out of the rest of the day left as I had woke at evening, Hermione, Ginny, Harry, Ron and Luna (all in which Malfoy chose to ignore)- had all came to visit which was nice, Luna even bought me a hoodie and pair sweatpants from our dorm, as I was allowed change into them. No one visited for long though, as madam pomfrey ushered them out saying I
"needed my rest."
Blaise Zabini came and visited Malfoy also with a fresh pair of clothes, saying something about how
"Pansy would've loved to visit but she got a detention."
Though he also didn't stay long, merely checking in on him, and making a few sly remarks towards me before going on his way.
After about an hour of simply just silence, Malfoy spoke up. Clearing his throat before he began.
'Look Y/l/n don't get any wrong ideas but I'm bored beyond belief. Can we play a game.'
I chuckled, 'what like 20 questions or something utterly ridiculous.'
'What are we 12? I was thinking like truth or dare.' The remainder of dusks light outlining his smirk.
'Wow, that's even more mature, and Malfoy I hate to break it to you but there's only two of us. What are we gonna do, first one to pick dare has to pitch themselves out the window. And truth is just a question.'
'Fine, we'll play 20 questions then. Just for the love of Merlin please dont make it boring.'
'Whatever whatever, you go first.' I rolled my eyes as I sat up.
'No you go first.'
'Oh fuck sake. Fine. Uhm-'
'Ask something deep not basic. Because if you ask me what's my favourite colour I'm going to hurl you off the Astronomy tower. And by the way it's green If you really did want to know.'
'Not even shocked that's your favourite colour. Anyway..Er- would you rather someone always tell you the truth or lie to protect someones feelings.' I pulled the first deep thing I could off the top of my head.
'Hmm.. well I guess It depends what and why they would need to lie.' He said, his eyes clouded with deep thought.
'As I said it.. uh, depends the situation.' He explained using his hands to help elaborate.
'Anyways my turn.' He turned to look at me, his lips twitching, hinting at a smirk.
'What's your favourite colour.'
'Oh for Merlins sake Malfoy. And I quote 'ask someone deep not basic.''
'And it's green.'
'I thought your favourite colour would be-' He began but I cut him off.
'Blue because I'm a ravenclaw? Well it would but fortunately my house isn't my only personality trait.' I said with a broadened smirk.
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We spent the night talking away, our game of 20 questions going out the window as we got side tracked with mindless chatter.
Problem with me and Malfoy was that we got along. Stereotypically we shouldn't. I should be disgusted we're even in the same room as one another, and at first I was, so was he. But both of us are currently to far gone in conversation.
While gazing out the windows I could see all the stars speckled heavily across the sky,
'Did I mention how much I love stars..'
I fixed my eyes back on him as he spoke,
'No but.. we should go to the astronomy tower.' He said, and though the only light was from the waxing crescent moon, it was just enough to outline his grin.
'Right now?'
'Yup.' He smiled simply as he stood up, grunting a little from whatever pain he was enduring from what was under his bandages.
'Are you ok?' It was intended to come out more confident but it ended out as no more empathetic murmur.
I expected a sly retort back but instead he just nodded.
I stood up also, receiving a sharp pang of nausea and the urge to throw up, but I pushed past it.
'Let's just go before you change your mind.' he says quickly as he opens the infirmary doors and peers out.
'Yea fine.' I mumble as we make our way out the doors and start heading down the hall.
Surprisingly we got there without a single run in with anyone.
'What if madam pomfrey goes in to check on us?' I say, my voice with a strong dose of concern.
'I guess that'll just be to bad then, Y/l/n.' He says as we both sit down next to each other on the outside of the balcony. A gentle breeze prickling at my face and hands.
I let out a small chuckle and we both sat and looked at the sky.
I don't know about him, but my mind was far from astronomy and stars.
I was trying to reason with my self how it is ok that I'm hanging out with a slytherin. But a part of me was worried how my friends would feel if they new I voluntarily came up here with him.
They'd probably say something like;
'Are you mental?! He could've thrown you off the balcony!' Or something like that.
Midway through my internal argument I felt his gaze shift from the sky to me.
After a few moments I looked at him and said,
'The stars are up there, Malfoy.' Gesturing my head towards them.
He merely just slightly raised his eyebrows and kept looking at me.
My smirk faded into a confused sort of look.
We stayed quiet. Just examining? Each-other you could say.
I watched his eyes fall to my parted lips,
surely he's not-
That thought was quickly interrupted with him scooting his body closer to me and a gentle pair of lips meeting mine.
I felt my entire body tense for a moment- I expected more thoughts to start rushing through my head, but it was just blank. The thoughts definitely weren't rushing but my blood sure was.
He pulled away after a short moment. But only enough that our lips weren't touching.
All my common sense went flying off the balcony as my tension eased off and I slowly moved forward, placing my lips back on his.
His lips were soft and warm, making me melt against them. All my senses overwhelmed- butterflies exploding in my stomach, his fingers slowly curling around my waist, and the way his lips moved against mine.
I couldn't help but smile into he kiss, causing him to smile as well.
After a few more moments I pulled away- keeping my forehead pressed against his.
'Well well, Malfoy..' I breathed out with a smile still on my lips.
'What can I say, I'm impulsive.' He lightly chuckled, also still out of breathe.
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A/N: Hey! I hope you liked this, the writing is super sloppy baha, I'm trying to figure out whether I like writing imagines or if I'm gonna plan a story. Because I like slow burns. Anyway lmk what you think!