Ginny had never felt so nervous in the Quidditch locker rooms then she did at this moment. She could barely lace up her Quidditch boots. She finished pulling her flaming hair into a pony tail and stood up. She took a deep breath.
"You okay, Gin?" asked Katie Bell "You look kind of pale"
"Oh," Ginny laughed shakily, "I guess my nerves are getting to me. It's a…er…big game today" Bigger then you know she thought to herself.
"Don't worry! You're the best seeker at Hogwarts! Next to Harry, of course" she said consolingly. Ginny could only nod at the team regrouped and walking out on to the pitch.
They were met with deafening cheers from the crowds. The whole school had turned out, as usual, for the sport. Ginny tried to calm her nerves a little, but it was in vain as she saw the Slytherin team exit their changing rooms from across the field. There were more cheers, but predominantly boos, as was normal.
As the teams approached each other, Ginny could have sworn she saw something resembling anxiety on Draco's face as he look at her. But the next moment she thought she must have imagined it, because he was looking resolutely ahead, his trademark sneer on his face as he had to shake hands with Ron, the stand-in captain. Madam Hooch, as usual, asked for a nice clean game from everyone, and the players took their positions.
Just as Hooch was about to blow the whistle, Ginny looked across and saw Draco staring at her with an odd look on his face. If she had to place it, she would have called it love-confusion. Then the whistle blew and everyone flew off the ground in to the crisp air.
Ginny felt free for a moment as she felt the familiar swoop in her stomach that could only be caused by flying. The next moment she was back in the game and was swooping over the crowds, her eyes searching frantically for the snitch. She saw Draco out of the corner of her eye doing much the same thing. For once, her wasn't wasting any breathe trying to talk Ron down as goalkeeper. Ginny swore under her breathe. She had been counting on that to distract Draco.
She thought she saw a flash of gold near the Gryffindor stands, but as she flew to it she saw it was only a "Gryffindor for the Cup" pin that had shimmered in the sunlight.
After 30 minutes the score was tied, 50-50. Ginny's heart was beating very fast now, and was perspiring slightly in her heavy uniform. Twice more in the next 10 minutes she and Draco flew after the snitch, but both times it managed to allude them. Finally, with the score 100-110, Slytherin, Ginny knew she had to find the snitch, and find it fast.
It seemed the Quidditch gods were smiling upon her that day, as within the next 30 seconds the snitch flew right up over her head then sped away, taunting her. She bend low over her broom and flew as fast as she could to it, she saw Draco drawing closer. After a short pursuit, she and Draco were now neck and neck and about 5 feet away from the tiny shimmering ball with wings. Their hands outstretched, reaching ever closer to victory, Ginny had a terrible thought. I can't win this game. My arm is way shorter then his is. And indeed it was. Draco was about 2 feet away, when Ginny did something rather reckless. She threw her last bit of speed out of her broom and leapt for the snitch, free falling 30 feet from the ground. She forced herself to keep her eyes open as she felt, to her elation, the tiny ball fluttering in her hand. Then came the fall. She shrieked and closed her eyes, ready for the impact. It never came. She felt herself being lifted in someone's arms. She looked up into the sunlight and saw that Draco had caught her. Then they had landed on the ground and she found herself surrounded by Gryffindors, all congratulating her. She tried to look through the mass of red and gold to find Draco, but he was nowhere to be found.
Finally, she managed to wiggle her way out of the mass of kids. She saw Draco walking away looking rather dejected. She was about to call out to him when Ron came up to her, with that look in his eye that said he wanted to relive the match and all the goals he saved one by one. She didn't have time for this.
"Sorry Ron, I really can't talk, I have to…er…pee! Bye!" she said hurriedly before he could open his mouth. Ron looked confused, but walked off.
"Draco!" she yelled to him. He looked around and waited as she jogged up to him.
"Well played." He said blandly to her, not looking her in the eye. "Now I see why you made that bet." He attempted a smile, but he failed.
"Well…" she said, looking coy, "you know, I'm not sure I really won the bet…" Draco looked at her like she was insane.
"Um, I believe you clearly beat me at Quidditch today, so you win. Lucky me, I get to do more homework." He said sarcastically. She held up the snitch still struggling in her hand and took a few steps closer to Draco. Soon they were mere inches apart. She released the snitch and it flitted around their heads for a few seconds before flying off.
"Whoops…" she whispered, "looks like I didn't get the snitch…" Draco's mouth curled into a smile.
"I guess you'll have to go through with the proposition then, won't you?" he asked, inching even closer.
Ginny then threw caution to the wind and threw her arms around him, kissing him very hard on the lips. He seemed surprised for a moment, and relaxed. Ginny's mind usually so active and alert, became mush as the kiss deepened. Only when they broke for air did they realize that the entire school was staring at them, open mouthed. Draco actually blushed a little.
"Uh…" he said "should we go..." Ginny cut him off.
"Just get over here and kiss me" He did.
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