"Even if you marry me, you're still never going to get close to touching the snitch, so I suggest giving up now."

"Trying to get inside my head, Potter by bringing our soon to be marriage into this," Draco said in his arrogant voice.

"I'm just saying, tonight is going to be very fun, that's all," Harry mentioned, "And I'm not taking it easy on you, so good luck."

"I won't need it," Draco smirked leaning in to kiss him, but letting go just before they touched.

Harry joined the others, ready to step onto the pitch.

"Remember Harry, don't you dare let up for Malfoy," Angelina said, "I don't care if he's your damned lover- it's time to win, you can make out with him later."

"Like I'd let him win," Harry smirked.

The doors opened and excitement leaped in his stomach. They kicked off and went into formation in the sky, slytherin meeting up with them. Just a few feet in front of him, Draco stood giving an intense stare, ready to intimidate.

Madam Hooch stood at the bottom and released the bludgers, and the announcer entertained the crowd with commentary about Harry and Draco, but they were too focused to notice.

"Scared, Potter," Harry called over the crowd.

Draco tried to pull a smirk, almost smiling, "You wish."

The quaffle and the snitch were released, beginning the game. Before they knew it, everyone went into different directions, and they both began searching for the snitch. Draco went into the opposite direction of Harry and began searching.

It was quiet for a while, and half an hour into the game Slytherin scored twice while Gryffindor did four times.

Draco watched Harry sometimes and it was one particular time he saw Harry chasing after the snitch, but just above him, a bludger was thrown his way, and Draco found himself racing to knock Harry out of the way.

When he slammed into him the people gasped as Harry almost fell off of his broom, but Draco grasped his hand and set him back up on the floating firebolt.

"The hell was that for!"

"What did you just want me to let you get hit with that thing? I'm not going to win because you made a reservation in the hospital wing," Draco shouted back at him.

"You're not supposed to take it easy on me! If I don't see it, let me get hit with it," Harry argued with him.

"Not letting that happen," Draco yelled before taking off searching again.

"Looks like there's beef between the two fiancé's on the pitch as Malfoy almost knocks Harry completely off of his broom but then saved him. Fixed feelings are flying everywhere as the two love birds get brutal," the announcer said, "and another goal for Gryffindor!"

Harry tried to refocus when he saw a glimmering gold shine along the other side of the pitch. Everyone was screaming and Harry's adrenaline kicked in. Draco saw it too and they caught up to each other, Harry bumped into Draco, knocking him off of the path, but he recoiled as they turned along the pitch. The snitch flew low to the ground and Harry and Draco were neck and neck. They looked at each other, then back at the snitch, then back to each other then back to the snitch.

They both had their hands outstretched as they could feel the wind from the golden glory in their reach. At the same time they closed their hands and Draco lost balance, taking Harry with him as they fell off of their brooms and tumbled to the ground, rolling over each other again and again.

"Get off of me," Harry struggled, their hands connected and the snitch in between.

"Let go of the snitch, I caught it!"

"No I caught it!"

"No I did!"

They both stood, their hands still connected as they argued back and forth. The entire crowd was quiet and all play had stopped.

"You git," Harry shouted.

"Prat!"

"Moron!"

"Nimrod!"

"Ferret!"

"Scarface!"

They didn't know who kissed whom, but all they knew was that their lips were together and the snitch fluttered between both of their fingers.

Suddenly noise erupted throughout the stadium, cheers and clapping and shouting and catcalls as they pulled each other closer.

"So who on the game," the announcer asked over the intercom.

"We both did," Harry smiled before kissing him again and dropping the snitch to the ground.

And finally, their love was at peace with the world.