I decided to go along to the Quidditch final after all. There was a keen energy amongst the students and it was difficult not to get swept up along with it.

It would mean having to watch that Ginny Weasley in Harry's place, and not only that but Harry's ex, Cho bloody Chang was playing for Ravenclaw.

It made rooting for a team to win highly difficult when I wanted both Seekers to fall off their broomsticks in a freak accident and splat to the ground.

Not that I was jealous or anything.

Sluts.

I kept picturing them all over Harry, and it was making me angry. Did he still fantasise about them? Did he fantasise about a threesome? Had he had a threesome? I wondered if they'd sucked his cock too and if he'd enjoyed it as much as when I did it.

By the time the players had flown up into their starting positions, I was shaking with fury, sending violent thoughts to Ginny and Cho. How dare they exist!

And they were so fucking gorgeous. Why couldn't Harry date munters? He clearly had a shallow complex. The moment I gain a wrinkle, he'll be trading me in for the latest Miss Witch.

What a bastard.

"What's wrong, Dray?" Pansy asked, frowning at me. "I'd have thought you'd be smiling after last night?"

"I think Andrei might be cheating on me!" I wailed dramatically.

"What - no!" Pansy gushed, "Have you looked in a mirror? You're totally gorgeous. And you swallow."

"Yeah," Theo nodded sagely. "No guy's gonna risk losing that."

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Blaise muttered angrily, his jaw clenching as he turned away.

"What makes you think he's cheating on you?" Daphne asked, her brows knitting in concern. "Did he have lipstick on his collar that wasn't a shade you wear?"

"Did he say he was going to write when he didn't?" Pansy asked.

"Did he moan out another girl's name when he jizzed?" Theo suggested.

"No!" I wailed. "It's because he has beautiful exes!"

My friends all exchanged bewildered looks.

"But surely that's a compliment?" Daphne said, nonplussed. "It means he considers you beautiful too."

"Bloody women," Theo snickered. "You literally don't get men at all."

"Oh shut up, Theo," Daphne snapped, glaring at him. "If you ask me it's men who are the ones who don't get it! Stamping on hearts left, right and centre without a care in the world!"

Theo turned a shade of red, and he had the decency to look chastened.

"Look," Pansy said just as the stadium exploded into deafening cheers after Ravenclaw conceded a goal. "If this Andrei really is cheating on you then he's not worth it. Besides, does it really matter when he's got to marry a Bulgarian princess one day anyway? Move on. Don't waste your time on someone who you can't be with in the long term. It'll only hurt more later down the line."

"She's right, you know," Blaise said stiffly. "About it all. It's all going to end in tears for you."

But they had to be wrong. Even if Harry and I weren't going anywhere, surely it didn't matter that we were making the most of the time that we did have?

I tried to imagine what it would be like kissing him for the last time, and it made me feel disgustingly sad. More than that, actually - the idea that I would never be in his arms again, or that we'd have a last ever fuck, caused an ache in my chest so fierce, that it made me want to vomit.

Daphne draped an arm around me, squeezing me to her. "Don't worry, Dray. You've still got us."

"Yeah," Pansy nodded, "and we'll curse this Andrei's knob for you too. He won't be putting that between a princess's lips anytime soon."

"Aw, you guys!"

Feeling a little happier, I turned my attention to the game, watching as Ravenclaw narrowly pulled into the lead. Nobody in Slytherin wanted Gryffindor to win so there was great excitement in the stands, with plenty of talk of wiping the smug expression off Harry's face despite him not even being there.

And when Cho began to zoom towards something in the sky, it looked for a moment like Ravenclaw was going to win. But then Ginny swooped in and did a Harry, catching the Golden Snitch in her gob.

Fucking show off.

The crowd went wild. The Slytherins groaned.

"Look," Theo muttered, pointing down over the stand, "there's Potter. He must have snuck out of Snape's detention early."

I peered down to see Harry indeed racing across the pitch towards his team mates, all of whom were celebrating wildly. His face was alight, and he looked so happy. I wished I could be down there with him.

But hang on- why is he hugging Ginny Weasley? And- NO! HOW DARE THAT BITCH KISS MY MAN!

Feeling as though I'd been slapped in the face by a wet fish, I shakily got to my feet as Ginny finally unstuck herself from Harry's face and turned to address the crowd.

"I couldn't have done it without the wonderful support from my gorgeous boyfriend!" She shouted, her arm wrapped tightly around my guy. "And yes, it's official - Harry Potter and I are an item!"

"Told you," Daphne said smugly. "I always knew they were screwing."

But I wasn't listening, the blood loudly roaring in my ears as anger ebbed and flowed through me.

"THAT FUCKING WHORE! THAT TWISTED MAN-STEALING LITTLE BITCH!"

I stormed blindly down the stands, shaking in utter fury. That bitch was going to pay, they were both going to pay!

"Draya? What the hell?!" Pansy called after me. 

But I was listening to no one, my thoughts only on my revenge.

"YOU!" I screamed at Ginny as I leapt down onto the pitch. "YOU GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF MY MAN BEFORE I RIP YOUR HAIR RIGHT OUT OF YOUR SCALP!"

The entire Gryffindor team turned to look at me, their mouths falling open as I approached, wildly swinging my wand.

Harry swiftly unpeeled Ginny's arm from his waist, and began to push his way through the Gryffindor team towards me.

"Draya, listen," he said firmly, his expression solemn as he looked right into my eyes., "there's been a mistake, Ginny has misunder-"

He quickly dodged out of the way as I threw a hex at him.

"Fuck off, you two timing creep!" I snarled. "You didn't exactly pull away when she had her lips on you just now!"

Harry just stared at me in disbelief, driving his hands over the top of his head. "I was taken by surprise! I went to push her off but then everyone was hugging into us and I was kind of stuck!"

"LIAR!" I roared. "YOU WERE THE ONE WHO RAN TO HER IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

"I was celebrating! We won! I was just going to congratulate her! I don't want to kiss her - you are the only one I want to kiss!"

Oh. I lowered my wand, suddenly feeling rather flustered. "Really?"

"Of course." His eyes crinkled at the corners as his lips twitched up into a smile. "You're the only girl I want."

"Um- mate," Ron Weasley said, stepping up behind Harry, his expression murderous as he threw me a look of utter disgust. "Do you mind explaining what the fuck is going on?"

"I-" Harry whirled round, tugging at his collar, "uh-"

"YES, HARRY!" Ginny said, stomping over, her furious face quite the picture. "WHAT IS GOING ON? YOU SAID YOU FELT THE SAME WAY! YOU SAID YOU NEEDED ME!"

"I thought you were talking about Quidditch." Harry pleaded to her, "I needed you on the team. I'm sorry, but there's someone else."

She looked from me to Harry, her face draining of colour as she connected the pornographic dots.

"HER?!" Ginny spluttered hysterically, her face positively apoplectic as she glared at me, "YOU AND THAT THING?!"

"Now just hang on a second, you little-" I began to roar, raising my wand to her face.

But Harry was at my side in a flash, firmly coaxing my arm back down.

"It's true," he said, addressing Ginny as he wrapped an arm around my middle and pulled me protectively to his side. "And don't call her a thing."

The entire school gasped.

"But she's a Slytherin!" A small voice cried out from the Gryffindor stands.

"And he's a Gryffindor!" Another shouted from amongst the Slytherins.

"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME?!"

I wheeled around at the angry voice to see Blaise storming towards us, his black eyes glinting against the sun. "AFTER EVERYTHING, YOU END UP IN BED WITH POTTER?!"

"But what about Andrei?!" Daphne yelled, running breathlessly along behind him, trying to keep up.

"Andrei?" Harry asked, frowning down at me, "who the fuck is Andrei?"

I was just about to open my mouth to offer some sort of explanation, when a much louder, booming voice echoed across the grounds.

"HARRY POTTER! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE MY DETENTION EARLY! IF YOU THINK YOU CAN WRIGGLE YOUR ARROGANT BEHIND OUT OF THIS ONE, THEN YOU CAN THINK AGAIN!"

Harry quickly jumped away from me as a familiar greasy haired professor came charging down from the castle looking far more furious than either Blaise or the Weasley siblings.

We were surrounded: angry Gryffindors on our left, and furious Slytherins to our right.

"Oh... fuck," Harry and I simultaneously muttered as we slowly backed up against each other.

It seemed we had a lot of explaining to do.

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