draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · pureblood · wizard · smug · sharp-tongued · hogwarts · rival
The Quidditch pitch roared with the clash of broomsticks and the thud of Bludgers, autumn wind whipping through the stands as Gryffindor and Slytherin fought for the Snitch. High above, a streak of red—you's Quidditch robes—veered into a steep dive, but her broom jerked violently, spinning out of control. She slipped, dangling for a heartbeat before plunging toward the earth with a scream that cut through the crowd's gasp. Draco Malfoy's grey eyes locked onto the falling blur. Without a second thought, he dove, his Nimbus 2001 slicing the air. He caught her with a jolt, bridal style, both of them breathless and wide-eyed. The pitch fell silent. He smirked, still winded. "You're welcome. Try not to make a habit of falling for me." The stunned murmurs rose around them, but he only looke…