Quidditch and a bet | By : blackwhiteroses Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Quidditch and a bet
“Hey Harry,
nervous about something?” Draco Malfoy asked his 23-years old boyfriend. Harry was pacing around
their bedroom, deep in thoughts. He didn’t even hear Draco asking him
something.
Draco smiled and got up from their
king-size bed. He tapped Harry on his shoulder and repeated his question.
Harry looked at him with his
beautiful emerald eyes. “Oh hey Draco, are you up already? No, I’m not nervous.
I’m just thinking about something.” Draco rolled his eyes at his boyfriend.
Only Harry would be pacing around at – he glanced over at the clock on his bedside
table – at 4 a.m. in the morning thinking about ‘something’.
“Sure you are, but why don’t you
come back to bed. It’s cold without you.” Harry smiled at Draco. “Of course, for you anything.” He said.
So Draco took Harry by the hand and
led him towards their bed. He pulled the silken bed sheets away and pushed
Harry softly on the bed. Then he crawled over his boyfriend pressing his
morning erection against the Gryffindors groin.
Harry moaned, but Draco pulled away.
“Why don’t you and I make a bet.” He said.
Harry looked at Draco through his
eyelashes and shrugged. “About what, love?”
“About who’s catching the snitch tonight.” Harry smiled.
Both boys were playing in a
different team, Draco for the Falmouth Falcons and Harry for the Chudley Canons. They loved to play against each other and since
they joined the teams, the two teams always played on top. And they would
always play against each other at the England Quidditch Cup Finals. And tonight
it was the finals.
“You know I do, Draco. I catched it
last time.” Draco smirked.
“Yes you did, but this time I’m
catching it.”
Harry started tickling his lover. “No,
you’re not.” Draco, who had very sensitive sides, couldn’t stop laughing and rolled
of his lover trying to avoid the teasing fingers.
“A ... a bet.” He hiccupped. “I... I
want to make ... make a bet.” He squirmed over the bed trying to get away from
Harry.
Harry stopped. “All right, a bet.
What’s in it for the winner?” he asked his lover curiously. He knew the bets
the blonde came up with, where always very pleasurable for both of them.
The Slytherins eyes lit up. “The one
who loses, has to be the others sex-slave for a week!”
Harry’s groin filled with blood and
he leaned over to kiss the taller boy on the lips. “Bet accepted” he whispered
against his lips. And deepened their kiss. Soon they
both had a full grown hard-on.
5 hours later...
“Harry! Harry, you have to get up.” Said
a wet-haired Draco who came only moments before out of their walk-in shower. His
boyfriend groaned and pulled his covers over his head. Harry never was a
morning person.
Draco rolled his eyes, annoyed about
the others reaction and pulled the sheets away. This definitely waked up Harry.
“Draco!” he practically yelled “Give
those back!”
But Draco picked them up and carried
them outside the bedroom. He dropped them their and went downstairs to get
Dobby make him and Harry fresh coffee. He knew that when Harry got up to get
the sheets, he would smell the coffee and would get down in no time. Probably leaving
the sheets were Draco had dropped them.
Like Draco had thought, Harry was
down with him in only a few moments.
“Finally up, are you?” he said,
looking at the Daily Prophet, sipping his coffee. Harry grumbled something and
sat next to his lover also sipping at coffee. He tried to look over the blondes
shoulder, but Draco closed the paper looking at his lover, giving him a meaningful
look.
Harry shrugged and picked up a toast
and started buttering this. He knew after 5 years living with the blonde, Draco
was annoyed if he tried to read with him. But he always tried.
“Hey, there’s something about us!”
Draco suddenly said. Harry looked at the paper where Draco was pointing at two
large pictures, one of Harry catching the snitch and the other of Draco
catching the snitch. Above the pictures there was a headline that said “Which
one beats the other tonight?” Harry smiled and rolled his eyes. Every time they
had a game coming up, the same article was written about them and every time,
Draco would point it out.
Harry ate his toast, kissed his
lover at the cheek and went to the bathroom to shower before he
left to the last training before the game of tonight.
Later that day...
“Good evening ladies and gentleman. Good
to see you again tonight for another spectacular evening of Quidditch. And yet
another year we’re again supporting for on one side the Chudley
Canons and on the other side the Falmouth Falcons.” The voice of Lee Jordan was
roaring through the stadium.
“For the Chudley
Canons, tonight are playing Captain and keeper Ronald Weasly. Chasers: Ginny
Weasly, Jo-Anna Amberlinn and Charlie Graves. Beaters: Neil Kent and Zacharias
Munch and seeker Harry Potter.
For the Falmouth Falcons: Captain
and seeker Draco Malfoy, chasers Piers Podmore, Frank Flint and Dora Hooper. As keeper Blaise Zabini and for beaters Xander Whitby and Jane
Bones.
Their all taking their places and the
referee is releasing the snitch. The Bludgers are gone and he throws the Quaffle.”
Ginny quickly intercepted the Quaffle
and flew to the goals of the Falmouth Falcons, but she had to avoid a bludger
that Whitby sent her way.
“And Hooper catches the Quaffle. Passes too Flint. Podmore, Hooper. A bludger from Munch and
Hooper drops the Quaffle. Weasly catches and heads too the opposite. Passes too Graves, Amberlinn, Weasly and Weasly scores!”
Zabini passes the Quaffle too
Podmore and Harry stopped watching the game. He searched for his lover and
found him flying over their goals. He flew to him and smirked. “You’re going to
loose the bet you know.”
Draco just smiled and threw Harry a
kiss. “Dream on, my love.” And he took off for the snitch, catching a glimpse
off it, right next to the top ring of the Canons goals. Harry follows him
quickly, but the snitch was gone already.
Draco stopped and Ron chased him
away from his rings.
After a few idle chases after the
snitch and 56 minutes later Draco catched the snitch bringing the score at 765
to 645 for the Falmouth Falcons.
Harry, who was flying next to him,
kissed his lover on the mouth and congratulated him, before his team surrounded
them, to congratulate also. Harry went over to his defeated team where Ron was
cheering them up.
“Hey, mate. Malfoy
too quick for you?” Ron said playfully as they walked towards the
changing rooms. “I guess, this year he was.” Harry answered slapping Ron at his
back.
When they all were cleaned up, they
headed towards the top box were the cup would be delivered to the winning team.
Lee Jordan shook all their hands and announced them by name. The whole crowd
cheered for them and then the Falmouth Falcons came up.
After the Minister of Magic,
Kingsley Shacklebolt gave them the cup, Draco casted a Sonorus at his throat.
“First off
all, I want to thank everyone for coming here tonight. And then I would like to
congratulate the Chudley Canons for playing such a
fantastic game and season.” The crowd applauded and cheered for the Canons. And
then Draco took the word again. “Quidditch has never been more fun than this.
Next I would also congratulate my team for winning the cup!” At this the crowd
cheered even harder and longer then for the Canons.
“And I want to thank my lovely
boyfriend Harry Potter for giving me so much pleasure at catching the snitch!” Draco
said after a few moments and looked at Harry, who smiled a little green at this
but he knew Draco was the better today. The crowd chanted Harry’s and Draco’s
name.
“And as tradition is for the two of
us, I want to dedicate the snitch to you, Harry.” The crowd cheered again and
Draco had to silence them, since he wasn’t finished yet. “But that isn’t the
only thing I’m offering tonight.” Harry’s face flushed and he hoped Draco wasn’t
mentioning the bet. But then Draco got down on one knee and took out a little
box from his Quidditch-robes. Harry’s stomach flipped over. And the whole
stadium went quiet, knowing exactly what was going on.
“Harry, I’m offering you a whole
life with me. I love you and I would do anything to make you happy. You’re the
reason I get out of bed every morning, and you’re the reason I switched sides
at the war. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” Harry couldn’t stop
smiling and a tear was rolling down his face. Draco opened the little box to
reveal a beautiful white-golden ring. It was set with a Diamante and an
Emerald. “Harry James Potter, would you marry me?”
Harry practically yelled ‘yes’ and
flung himself round Draco. The whole crowd went crazy when they kissed.
Everybody had followed on the big screen and most females were crying because
of the romantic proposal.
Draco put the ring on Harry’s left
ring finger and they kissed again. After they broke apart, they rested their
foreheads against each other and Draco whispered “Well, fiancée, I believe you’re
my sex-slave for the rest of the week.” And he smirked at that when Harry
rolled his eyes.
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