Harry Potter One Shots

Harry Potter ✔ Quidditch Captain

"Stop glaring at me Malfoy. We both know I deserve the position."

I watch in amusement as Draco Malfoy's pale face turned red in an instant, out of anger. He can't accept the fact that I got the position as captain of the Slytherin's Quidditch team. He'd been following me around after the assigning, which happened three days ago. I felt like he's boring a hole into my head with his intense glares, to the point, that even the other students are getting scared.

"Deserve the position? Hell, you do! Step out of it!"

"And what? You'll take it? In your boring dreams, Malfoy."

He let out a frustrated groan and march away from me, which was to my surprise. Because, Draco Malfoy, never turn his back on me, unless he wins an argument, which never happened.

Grinning to myself, I find my way back to the Great Hall, whereas usual, it was pack with students, who either done with their classes or waiting for their classes.

I was so overjoyed and I didn't think it could get spoiled any moment from now, but it did. It happened so fast, I almost look like I wear a mask.

The grin faded as a scowl settled on my face. There's a lot of places to snuggle around, why do they need to do it in the Great Hall?

Clenching my fists tightly, I made my way into the Slytherin table and plop myself down. I glance once again at Harry, kissing Ginny at the Gryffindor table, before letting out an irritated groan.

"What are you doing here?!"

"Not now, Malfoy. I'm not exactly in the mood."

"Oh. Did something happened with our very great captain?"

When did he even get here? I thought I came here first after his grand walk away.

The messy commotion on the Slytherin table, settled down, when I slam my fist on the table after seeing Ginny Weasley, run her fingers on Harry's black disheveled hair.

Won't they just stop kissing?!

"Wait a minute! Was it Harry Potter, hmmph?!"

As if someone hushes the whole Great Hall, the noise died down in an instant. All their attention snapping to my direction, where I'm currently hushing Draco down, by covering his mouth with my hand.

He was struggling to take my hands off, but I know that the time I let go of him, he'll shout about how I stare at Harry and Ginny with murdering looks. Jealousy clear as glass etched into my face.

"Tell anyone anything, and I'll kick you out of the team."

Draco frowned at me and grab my arm, pulling my hand off his mouth.

"Do that and I'll make sure Harry will know." I once again clench my fists when he whispers that right beside my ear, before pulling away with a large grin plastered on his lips.

"Draco..." There was a threatening tone in my voice, and I know Draco heard that.

His mischievous grin widens. Crossing his arms across his chest, he faces everyone in the Great Hall. They were all looking at him. Even Harry, who was frowning at him.

"Just to let everyone know, my girlfriend got assigned as captain of the Slytherin team. Isn't she amazing?"

I wasn't stupid, but I didn't get what he was saying at all, not until he grabs my waist and pull me on his side. My eyes widen when his lips touch my cheek at his attempt to kiss me.

"Draco-"

"So, Gryffindor, beware. We all know she can be a pain in the ass when it comes to Quidditch."

I wanted to smack Draco right at that moment, but I was too stunned to even move. It took me a few minutes before I totally snap out of shock, and when I look back at Draco to slap him or hit him, or whatever it is that'll mean implying physical pain, he was already marching out of the Great Hall.

"You're dating Draco?!"

"Shut up, Parkinson!" I snapped at her and glares at the back of Draco's head. "Malfoy! You better get your ass back here! We have some things to talk about! Malfoy!"

I screamed and screamed but he never looks back. All I want to do was strangle him right at that moment, but the time for Quidditch practice came, and since I'm the captain now, I need to be in the field before anyone else.

Groaning at myself, I stomp myself out of the Great Hall, ignoring every stare from everyone around me.

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A week passed by so quickly, but the rumors Draco made up about me being his girlfriend, was still spreading like a wildfire. I've been shouting at everyone that it wasn't true, but no one seems to believe me, because after I said so, Draco will be strutting his way towards me and then he'll just freaking kiss me either in the head or in the cheeks.

I was almost thankful he doesn't have any plan to do that on my lips, because swear to Merlin, I'll hex him. I had tried it the second day, but before I can even lift my wand, Professor McGonagall was already strutting her way to us. She had sent me to detention.

Shaking my head out of frustration, I clench my fist on the handle of my broom and make my way to my team.

"Keep this in mind! I don't want any dirty tricks in this game! No cheating. Do that and I'll make sure whoever does that, won't be able to mount a broom and fly around the field anymore! Understood?!"

"YES!" The team bellowed, nodding their heads at me before walking towards the opening of Slytherin's changing room.

"If I don't hate you, I would be admiring you for that wonderful speech."

"Shut up, Malfoy. Are you forgetting about the fact that you just basically told everyone, the whole school, that I am your girlfriend?! I rather date Neville Longbottom than you, you filthy prick!"

"Oh come on. We both know you want it to happen with Harry. Sadly to say, he already has Ginny Weasley."

I grab his collar and snarl at him. I've never been this angry before, and if it wouldn't cause me an expulsion, he would've been already buried six feet underground.

"Are we going to continue this or we'll play? We're facing Gryffindor, remember?"

"Stay away from me, Malfoy. I won't think twice about hexing you into oblivion!"

Mounting my broom, I whoop past everyone and came out into the clearing, quickly bombarded with the loud cheering of the other Slytherin students back in the stands. A few seconds later and everyone on my team is on the field.

I lead my broom into Slytherin's goal post, and I hover in the middle of it. I am the captain, and I am also the Keeper of the team.

At Madam Hooch's whistle, the game started. The game went on as usual. My team earned a few fouls, even though I already warned them about dirty tricks.

It was 60 to 40, in favor of Gryffindor and the Snitch still out of sight when Harry stops right in front of me. Carried by his Firebolt, he just hovers there, staring right back at me.

"If this is your attempt of preventing me from stopping your team from scoring, it won't work. So get out of the way."

"I can't believe you're dating, Malfoy."

I stop seeing past him when he said that. A frown settling on my face as I try to figure out what's running in his mind.

"What?"

"Of all the guys in the school, you chose Draco Malfoy. Are you that desperate to get a guy?"

I was completely out of words when he said that. I can't believe it was coming out from him. The goody-two-shoes of Gryffindor.

Realizing what he was implying, I gritted my teeth and grip tightly at the handle of my broom, making sure to glare at him.

"You have no right to tell me that, Harry Potter! I would rather date that selfish boastful prick than hurt myself with you, you dumb bastard!"

We glare at each other, both clenching our jaw tightly to show how mad we are.

We last for a few minutes, we both didn't even care when it was announced that the Snitch was caught by Draco. We only stare at each other the whole time, and it was only severed when Fred and George pull Harry away.

Telling me that I was mad, wasn't enough to explain what I feel. I am furious. Furious at the fact that Harry told me all of that without even batting an eye. The fact that all those words screamed 'I don't like you' right in my face, hurt me so much. I was devastated. The guy I've been crushing since I was a first-year, insulted me like that.

I didn't join the Slytherin's celebration after the game. Hell, I didn't even congratulate them myself. I bore myself at the hidden section of the library, sulking at my own the moment the game ended. Crying the pain away in the most pathetic way I can think of.

"Why are you crying here? You look ridiculous."

"Not now, Malfoy. Please! Not now."

I heard him sigh, along with his footsteps near me, but I didn't lift my head at all. Even when I felt him sit beside me.

"What did Harry said back in the field?"

"It's none of your business! Get the hell away from me!" I bellowed, lifting my head in anger just to glare at him.

"If the librarian was here, she would've to scold you for being noisy."

"I don't care, okay?! I don't care! Why won't you just leave me alone?!"

"I will if you thank me."

Scoffing at his antics, I stand abruptly from sitting on the floor and hit him in the head.

"What the hell was that for?!" he bellowed, standing quickly as I did.

"You want me to thank you?! f**k you! I will never, ever in my life, thank you, Draco Malfoy. You ruined everything! Everything!"

"Ruined everything?! I didn't ruin anything at all. If I did anything, that was helping you. Do you think we will win if Harry wasn't out of his mind because of jealousy?! Do you think I would tell everyone that you're my girlfriend, out of nothing?! I did that to get Harry off his ass!"

"Stop screaming at my face! You got Harry out of his mind?! I think you're the one out of your mind, Draco! And you don't have to do anything besides playing clean if you want us to win, in the first place. I can't believe you! Do you think I can't take this team into the championship?! Then suck it off! You're the captain now! Enjoy it!"

I hastily wipe my tears off and turned my back on him. Ignoring all the stares from the other students inside the library, I stomp my way out of it.

My tears won't stop rolling down my cheeks. I bet I look like a mess, but hell if I care about that. Who would, if everything you value, everything you worked hard for, seems to crumble right in front of your face?

"Hey... Are you okay?"

"Okay?! Do you think-"

I quickly stopped myself from shouting at the owner of the voice, when I realize who it was.

Hermione stares at me with bewildered eyes. Maybe surprised about the fact that I almost screamed at her face while crying.

Hastily wiping my tears dry, I scan my eyes around the place. I didn't even notice that I was heading to the Great Hall, and I just completely embarrassed myself in front of the whole school.

"S-Sorry," I mumbled weakly, before turning my back on her.

Stupidly hiding my face in my hands, I run out of the great hall, and since I can't see where I was heading, I accidentally bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry! I'm really-"

"Are you crying?"

I felt like someone had just poured a bucket of ice on my head when I heard his voice. Lifting my head with wide eyes, I stare right back at Harry's green orbs. He was frowning, but his looks are a lot softer than what he looks like back at the field.

I quickly wipe my tears and force a smile on my face.

"No. I'm not crying."

Yeah! Dumbass! As if he didn't notice that at all.

"Did Malfoy hurt you or something?"

"No! No! He didn't. It's nothing. Sorry again. I'm gonna go."

But before I can take a step forward, Harry's face was already on mine. I was too stunned to even move. I can't help but stare at Harry's lightning scar as he softly kisses my tears away.

His soft lips feel foreign on my skin. Every dip of it sends a tangle of electricity down my body. I absentmindedly fisted his robes when I felt my knees buckling at his sudden actions. I can't breathe.

"H-Harry?"

"Tell me."

"W-What?"

He didn't stop or even pull away, instead, he was slowly pushing me on the wall, pinning me between his arms.

"Tell me, are you dating Malfoy?"

"Harry. You're t-too close."

"Tell me!"

"No! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

I watch him let out a shaky breath, and when I thought he was finally pulling away and letting me go, he dips his head into my shoulder and softly intertwined both his hands on mine.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything I said back in the field. I was... I was furious with the thought of you letting Malfoy kiss you."

I wanted to pull away from his touch, but I can't. This is everything I wanted. For him to touch me. For him to kiss me even not on the lips. For him to talk to me and for him to notice me.

"Why? Why would you be furious at that thought?"

Harry let out a chuckle, and it takes all my strength not to just grab his face and kiss him right there.

"Isn't it obvious? I like, you. No. Wait! Let me correct that. I love you."

Okay! I'm hyperventilating!

"But... But you're dating, Ginny." I screamed at his face, trying to make him remember such a fact.

"Ginny? No! She's dating Zabini." He answered, the effort to stop himself from screaming back, evident in his voice.

"Zabini? As in, Blaise Zabini?"

"Yes. Why would you think that?"

I got irritated with his teasing smile that I push him off me and cross my arms over my chest.

"Well, if you didn't notice it, smartass, you've been kissing her around."

"Wait. Are you jealous?"

"Hell, I am!"

"So, it worked!"

My brows furrowed immediately. Frowning at him, I step closer to his space.

"What do you mean with, 'it worked'?"

"That was the first time I kissed her. Well, it was her planned. She just helped me make you jealous. I thought it didn't work at all."

"Didn't work?! If I wouldn't be thrown out of the school, I would've already strangled the girl! Don't you dare kiss another woman, aside from me, Potter!"

"So... Was that an invitation?"

"Are you going to kiss me or not?!"

Grinning from ear to ear, Harry grabs my waist and pulls me on his body, to the point that I can even feel the warmth of his skin under his robes.

I thought the girls in the books were lying when they said it felt heaven when the guy they like, kissed them. But they weren't lying at all.

Harry's lips taste like cherry peppermint. It was soft and warm against mine, and the way he held me still in his body, felt like I was the most precious thing he'd ever touch. It was tight but delicate.

My hands can't help it. It went to tangle in his hair, to caress his face, to rubbing on his back, then to wrapping around his neck. It was the most beautiful feeling I've ever had.

We both pull away from the kiss and grin at each other as we lean our foreheads together.

And we both know, that from now on, we will be sharing a lot of kisses like that.

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