Quidditch After Hours [cupboardweller]

[justalilsnake]

Draco whizzed around the field once more, but his thoughts wouldn't stop swirling. After his talk with Snape.. he wasn't sure what to think anymore. The man was disturbingly cryptic at times. He was contemplating taking the peace draught after all when he saw a familiar, albeit outdated, broom.

"Potter?" he called, certain the boy hadn't seen him

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[cupboardweller]

Oh, fuck.

Harry wasn't even a particularly big swearer. It was more of Ron's thing, really. There were just so many people's voices he wanted to hear, sneaking onto the Quidditch pitch in the middle of the night, to think - Malfoy wasn't on that list. He knew it was idiotic, he knew it was thick-headed and stupid and he could very well get himself killed, he just. Needed to think. Flying helped.

He skidded to a stop, fixed Malfoy with a look, a frown. "Malfoy? What?"

sorry I passed the FUCK out xDDD

[justalilsnake]

Draco also skidded to a halt, his face screwing into a scowl.

"What are you doing out, Potter?"

ahahha it's all good XD

[cupboardweller]

"What am I doing out? What are you doing out? I was here first," he lobbied back, highly immaturely. At least he HOPED he had been out here first. Oh, God, he might not have even seen him, he'd been so damned preoccupied. He better not have seen him come out from under the cloak.

Re: ahahha it's all good XD

[justalilsnake]

"Well, I hardly have a murderer after my pretty little head." He shrugged, whizzing off after the glint of the snitch he had released.