RP: Cry Foul

[pb_hermione]

Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy
Date: 31 May 2000
Location: Contego Terrace to an obscure field in Wiltshire
Status: Private
Summary: Hermione decides it's time to play and Draco has slept long enough.
Completion: Complete

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[pb_draco]

Draco laced his fingers in hers and let her tug him out of the flat. Her enthusiasm was too ... enthusiastic for him to have anything for her but a smile. She was just so excited over this that he couldn't help but adore her even more for it. "You're not that bad, love. You're still learning. Nobody's an expert right out of the gates. Not even me," he teased, squeezing her hand.

He contemplated her suggestion as they headed downstairs, mixing it in with the talk he'd had with Granny Owlswick on Saturday. "That's a possibility," he said eventually. "I wouldn't mind playing a real match again at some point, even if it's just a pick-up match. Been too long since I've had a chance to play."

She'd made a concession by mentioning his housemates, and even if his opinions on their play was something he'd keep to himself - Goyle had a little too much fun being a Beater - he appreciated that she'd thought of people he knew. He thought he should make a contribution as well. "If Chang's there, could bring Potter, too. Three of us could have a Seeker showdown." He flailed about in his mind to see if he could remember who the Hufflepuff Seeker had been, but no name came to mind except Diggory. Not exactly a viable suggestion.

[pb_hermione]

"Well, I may not be as much rubbish as I was before but I don't think I'm ready for anyone other than you to see me play yet." Hermione enjoyed flying more than playing but she really wanted to be able to do things well. She'd grown up enough to know that not all witches, or wizards for that matter, enjoyed Quidditch, but she'd always been a fan of watching the sport even if she wasn't into all those boring statistics. Playing was something she didn't object to, and since she'd learned to love flying, she thought she'd come to like playing more as she got better at it and understood more.

Hermione thought it might be nice to organize a pickup game for him that wasn't too full of Weasleys. She thought he'd do all right with one or two at a time, just not the whole lot until they'd been together longer and people were less threatening. It irked Hermione that some people thought she couldn't take care of herself, but she understood they were worried. They didn't know Draco they way she'd come to know him, but she intended to make them see. She'd make them all see that he was exactly the sort of partner she needed.

Downstairs, they headed out the back way into the little alley to Disapparate. "I'm all yours, Malfoy. Let's go play." She wrapped her arms around him so he could take her Side-Along.