It started off, as most things seem to in Cassi's life, by complete surprise. She had been out flying after dinner (and after other's have had their practices) one night when the Slytherin Princess herself had joined her. Honestly, Cassi had fully expected for curses or hexes to be thrown between them or some not-so-subtle bullying to get off the pitch but all that happened was a spontaneous seeker vs seeker game between them and some heated insults thrown back and forth.
It had actually been a lot of fun. If there was one thing she could count on, it was the challenge. She had to even admit, Draco Malfoy was a formidable player.
That was two months ago.
Now, the insults felt less heated and she started to realize that she found the other girl attractive. There was no doubt about it, Draco, was beautiful. Not that she was going to admit that out loud anytime soon.
She snuck quietly from the common room and headed outside toward the Quidditch pitch with her broom in her hand, actually looking forward to the fly with Malfoy.
It had been a desperate need to improve herself, to have time to study the things that Cassi did and what made her as good as she was. If she flew with her, one on one with no distraction, maybe she could figure out just what it was that made her such an amazing player.
It had started like that. Now it was becoming so much more. Playful jabs. Even laughter. How she had gone from hating this golden child to looking forward to their time together?
She wasn't sure, but she was already there, hiding in the shadows of the pitch when she saw the Gryffindor making her way onto the pitch.
Smiling she stepped forward, just enough that Cassi could see the green of her uniform.
It had, of course, crossed her mind that Draco would be there simply to spy and see what moves she may pull out at a game. At the same time, they weren't exactly moves that she was hiding by any means. Flying simply helped Cassi clear her mind. The moment she took her first flight back in first year, she'd known nothing like it and nothing had ever come close to it again.
It felt as natural as breathing did.
She caught the glint of green out of the corner of her eye and smiled, making her way over. "Did you grab the snitch?"
She hadn't told Ron or Hermione yet - where she went Monday nights but she didn't think, in this case, they really needed to know. Besides, this was something... of hers. That was simply hers. Besides, who would even think that for a moment the Slytherin Princess and Gryffindor Golden Girl would get along for one on one let alone five minutes without a trip to the hospital wing? Through these games, Cassi was actually enjoying the other girls company. Draco was intelligent and had a quick and wicked wit. Something that she found absolutely refreshing.
Stepping forward, she smiled, moving her hand from behind her back to show the small orb struggling in her hand.
"I have to have it back before lights out," she said, shrugging one shoulder. "But if we're still out here then, we're in a lot more trouble than that," she said with a laugh, moving closer to Cassie.
"Your friends didn't try and follow you?" She asked, not quite sneering but taunting that closeness Cassie had with the other two.
Her mouth curled up seeing the flash of gold from the struggling snitch.
"I imagine we'll be back in plenty of time. Unless of course it takes unnaturally long for one of us to catch the thing," she grinned.
Cassi shook her head; not taking the bait. "No, they haven't asked and I haven't volunteered the information." If they were really curious, they could check the map but Hermione seemed to keep Ron entertained well enough, Cassi wasn't worried. "So, are we doing this or not," she asked with a raised eyebrow and a little smirk.
She had to admit, she actually started to look forward to these evenings.
"Maybe it might take you that long, but I'm a better seeker than that." Oh she just couldn't help herself with that jab, smirking at Potter with that kind of warmth most never saw from the Slytherin.
Still smiling, she dropped her hand to her side and then tossed the snitch skyward with a wink, swinging onto her brooom as soon as the golden snitch left her hand.
Cassi snorted and gave the other girl a smirk, though it lacked any heat to it. "You keep telling yourself that, Draco," she said and slid onto her broom.
"You're not going to say when I catch the snitch before you," she said, preparing to fly off. "What do you say? Best two out of three?"
This was why she didn't talk about these nights with her friends. They wouldn't understand. They didn't have to understand.
"Oh I do. Often," she said, winking at Cassi before launching herself into the air.
"Then three out of five," she called out over her shoulder, circling the pitch and looking for the tell tale sign of gold glinting in the dying light of day to show her where the snitch was.
It was fun, lighthearted. None of the pressure that being Draco Malfoy put on her. She just got to be a seeker, and have fun. She loved that about these nights.
She laughed and launched herself in the air, heading in the direction that Draco was heading toward then stopping. Merlin, Cassie loved being up in the air. She felt a freedom that she didn't feel otherwise. She kept her eyes peeled for that little of gold and glanced over at the other girl. "Then three out of five," she called back in agreement.
"I'm surprised no one follows you out of the castle," she called to her and started off in a direction. She had yet to see the snitch but that wasn't surprising. Cassie was simply enjoying the flight in general.
"They don't know I've left," she admitted, swirling in the air, rising up higher with each circle. "Do you put up an invisibility spell over the pitch? I know I do."
It wouldn't do them any good to sneak out if others saw them flying around the pitch as they were.
"How do you sneak out?" She couldn't help but wonder that as well, not looking toward Cassie, watching for the snitch even as they chatted.
Cassie felt her mouth curl up into a smirk. "So, sly as a Slytherin," she said and kept her eye out for the flicker of gold. "I always put a notice-me-not charm on the pitch," she nodded.
Not that she doubted it, but she was glad that Draco had thought of the same precautions as she did.
"I have my methods," she said, her tone taking on a teasing tone. Namely the invisibility cloak that her father had left her. "They don't even know that I'm gone. If they do, they assume I'm wanting to be left alone."
"Aren't you just charming," she teased, swooping and diving on her broom, not the least bit nervous about the way she moved. She was comfortable, a natural on the broom. The only one she knew was better on the broom than her was Cassie.
"How did you end up in that house anyway?"
Laughing as he shifted her weight, sending her broom nose down and skimming the pitch just barely above the grass.
"Always," she said with a bright grin. Cassie watched the other girl fly for just a second before taking a dive on her broom toward the ground and pulling up just in time.
She would never get tired of flying. Of that, she was for certain.
"I ask myself the same question," she remarked. "The hat wanted to put me into Slytherin." The way she said it was so nonchalant but she knew it may shock the other girl. The Gryffindor Golden Girl almost a Slytherin.
Well, she could talk to snakes and could very well be cunning and sly when she wanted. Like tonight and every other night they met.
She noticed a glint of gold out of the corner of her eye and shot toward it before Draco noticed.
While watching for that bright gold gleam, Draca was watching Cassie more than she was watching for the snitch. She could always grab the snitch, but she wouldn't always have this time with Cassie.
Skimming the groun, content and enjoying herself.
"Why'd you want to be in Gryffindor then? I mean, why else would you end up there?"
God, she couldn't even imagine.
Yet when Cassie swooped, she jerked on the broom, darting and racing after the other witch.
Cassi took a minute to respond to her, thinking about how she wanted to word it exactly. "I was told over and over about how everyone that went to Slytherin was automatically a dark witch or wizard. I thought, if I didn't want to draw so much attention to myself, I'd go elsewhere."
This way, although there were expectations placed on her for being in Gryffindor and the daughter of her parents, she could still be everything she hid to the outside world.
Draca was one of the few who were slowly getting to know the real her.
A delighted smile spread wide over her face when she felt Draca on her heels. She leaned down against her broom and sped off faster to the snitch, holding her hand out to grab it as she got nearer.
It was nights like this where she considered making these games even more fun - adding perks if someone won.
She wondered about why Cassie didn't want attention, though Draca could imagine. For all the same reasons that Draca wanted it. Cassie had all the attention she could want, and Draca was fighting for it, desperate to become the kind of Malfoy her family wanted her to be.
Shifting, moving to try and get ahead of Cassie. Their friendship, their play, all of it was a game, but she was competitive, and she wasn't willing to let this go.
She wasn't catching up, and she wasn't going to be there when Cassie made it. So she took a chance. She shifted, trying to bump Cassie's broom and knock her off the catch.
Cassie had more attention than she had ever wanted. She never knew if people liked her because of her or because of something that happened when she was a baby. Draca had been one of the few people, other than Hermione and to a smaller degree Ron, who didn't treat her any different.
It was one of the few things she liked about the other girl.
That and she was as competitive as she was, which was why she wasn't thrown by the way Draca tried to bump into her broom. "I call foul," she laughed and dodged her just in time, snatching the snitch out of the air as she went.
"And she catches the snitch!"
She turned her broom around and came to a stop with a laugh, watching her with bright eyes.
Draca hadn't liked her much in the beginning. If only because she was the center of attention, all the time. Yet after getting to know her, being around her as long as she had, things had changed. She found she liked her more than she might have imagined before, and loved having these moments together when no one else was around and it was just the two of them.
"I call all's fair," she hollered, laughing as Cassie caught the snitch... and so she let herself more or less slide right into her. Oops.
She laughed and wrapped her arms around Draca automatically when the other
girl slid into her. "Uh huh," she grinned and shook her head in mock
exasperation.
It wasn't as though her feelings toward the other girl were always
friendly. There were times when Draca downright made her mad when they
first met. But now, after so much had happened and getting to know the
Slytherin better, the more she found they had in common.
Cassi realized she still had her arms around her and let go with a laugh
that felt more forced than normal. She was glad the sun was going down
because she hoped Draca wouldn't notice the flush creeping into her cheeks.
She let the snitch go again before adjusting her hold on the broom.
Shifting even as they touched, sliding one hand over Cassi's broom, holding her there, keeping the other girl close.
"You look cute when you blush like that," she said, leaning in closer, so close until her lips brushed against Cassi's cheek. "But I'm going to win," she said, winking at her. It was brazen, taking a chance, but Draca was a Slytherin and a Malfoy. Chances were to be taken.
If it was possible, Cassie's cheeks grew warmer at the way Draca kept her close.
"Do not," she insisted, just to insist though a faint smile curled on her lips. She could feel the heat of Draca's lips on her cheek and smiled before kissing the other girls' cheek. "You wish."
Cassie laughed. She felt almost giddy to have been that close to Malfoy. "We'll see who wins, won't we? I think their name will start with a 'C'." The snitch was released again as she flew around, biting on her lip as she focused on the game.
"Oh you have no idea the things I wish for," she said, her voice a bit rougher, holding a hint of a growl. "One day though,' she said, even as the broom dipped with the shifting of her body, moving over the pitch to search for the snitch.
Even if her gaze was still on Cassie and not truly looking for the snitch actually.
She had no idea that Draca's voice could go that rough and growl-y. She wasn't going to say it but she rather liked that. Then she caught the 'one day though' and she felt a grin spread over her lips. "I look forward to it," she called over to her as she took the moment to look for the snitch.
And she did keep her eye on the pitch. Mostly. There were times when she found her gaze slipping over to Draca, just to watch her. Thinking about how it felt to be so close to her.
She felt... she felt daring. She wanted to do something and act. Well, she was a Gryffindor, right? It was in her nature. That was when she went into a sudden dive. Not really after the snitch but simply wanting to feel the air and wondering if Draca would follow her, assuming she'd found it.
Draca smiled at that. They had played these games, flirtations and teasing and wicked words intended to draw one to the other. At least in Draca's mind. With that smile, she had no doubt that Daisy was indeed thinking the same way she was. Which between them, was not entirely surprising.
And Draca was mostly paying attention to Daisy and not the pitch, not the snitch. So when Daisy went into the dive, Draca followed her without question. A sharp steep incline, heading for where Daisy was heading.
It had been surprising to Cassie how closely their minds worked. That may say more about how much time they spent watching each other, what they did, what they said etc than it did anything else.
She loved the rush of adrenaline running through her body and the wind against her face as she dived toward the ground, bringing her broom up quickly enough so her feet skimmed the pitch. Cassie turned to watch Draca with a wide smile and a laugh.
This was the side of Malfoy she was sure not many of her house really got to see. Or perhaps they did but there was a small part of Cassie that liked the thought of being the only one to see her like this. The Slytherin Princess looking less that composed as she dived toward the ground as Cassie had.
She was breathtaking.
It wasn't a word she used often (if at all, let's be honest) but it was fitting for this moment.
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One on One - for Draco
It had actually been a lot of fun. If there was one thing she could count on, it was the challenge. She had to even admit, Draco Malfoy was a formidable player.
That was two months ago.
Now, the insults felt less heated and she started to realize that she found the other girl attractive. There was no doubt about it, Draco, was beautiful. Not that she was going to admit that out loud anytime soon.
She snuck quietly from the common room and headed outside toward the Quidditch pitch with her broom in her hand, actually looking forward to the fly with Malfoy.
Re: One on One - for Draco
It had started like that. Now it was becoming so much more. Playful jabs. Even laughter. How she had gone from hating this golden child to looking forward to their time together?
She wasn't sure, but she was already there, hiding in the shadows of the pitch when she saw the Gryffindor making her way onto the pitch.
Smiling she stepped forward, just enough that Cassi could see the green of her uniform.
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It felt as natural as breathing did.
She caught the glint of green out of the corner of her eye and smiled, making her way over. "Did you grab the snitch?"
She hadn't told Ron or Hermione yet - where she went Monday nights but she didn't think, in this case, they really needed to know. Besides, this was something... of hers. That was simply hers. Besides, who would even think that for a moment the Slytherin Princess and Gryffindor Golden Girl would get along for one on one let alone five minutes without a trip to the hospital wing? Through these games, Cassi was actually enjoying the other girls company. Draco was intelligent and had a quick and wicked wit. Something that she found absolutely refreshing.
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"I have to have it back before lights out," she said, shrugging one shoulder. "But if we're still out here then, we're in a lot more trouble than that," she said with a laugh, moving closer to Cassie.
"Your friends didn't try and follow you?" She asked, not quite sneering but taunting that closeness Cassie had with the other two.
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"I imagine we'll be back in plenty of time. Unless of course it takes unnaturally long for one of us to catch the thing," she grinned.
Cassi shook her head; not taking the bait. "No, they haven't asked and I haven't volunteered the information." If they were really curious, they could check the map but Hermione seemed to keep Ron entertained well enough, Cassi wasn't worried. "So, are we doing this or not," she asked with a raised eyebrow and a little smirk.
She had to admit, she actually started to look forward to these evenings.
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Still smiling, she dropped her hand to her side and then tossed the snitch skyward with a wink, swinging onto her brooom as soon as the golden snitch left her hand.
"Good luck. You'll need it."
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"You're not going to say when I catch the snitch before you," she said, preparing to fly off. "What do you say? Best two out of three?"
This was why she didn't talk about these nights with her friends. They wouldn't understand. They didn't have to understand.
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"Then three out of five," she called out over her shoulder, circling the pitch and looking for the tell tale sign of gold glinting in the dying light of day to show her where the snitch was.
It was fun, lighthearted. None of the pressure that being Draco Malfoy put on her. She just got to be a seeker, and have fun. She loved that about these nights.
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"I'm surprised no one follows you out of the castle," she called to her and started off in a direction. She had yet to see the snitch but that wasn't surprising. Cassie was simply enjoying the flight in general.
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It wouldn't do them any good to sneak out if others saw them flying around the pitch as they were.
"How do you sneak out?" She couldn't help but wonder that as well, not looking toward Cassie, watching for the snitch even as they chatted.
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Not that she doubted it, but she was glad that Draco had thought of the same precautions as she did.
"I have my methods," she said, her tone taking on a teasing tone. Namely the invisibility cloak that her father had left her. "They don't even know that I'm gone. If they do, they assume I'm wanting to be left alone."
It had happened often enough at least.
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"How did you end up in that house anyway?"
Laughing as he shifted her weight, sending her broom nose down and skimming the pitch just barely above the grass.
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She would never get tired of flying. Of that, she was for certain.
"I ask myself the same question," she remarked. "The hat wanted to put me into Slytherin." The way she said it was so nonchalant but she knew it may shock the other girl. The Gryffindor Golden Girl almost a Slytherin.
Well, she could talk to snakes and could very well be cunning and sly when she wanted. Like tonight and every other night they met.
She noticed a glint of gold out of the corner of her eye and shot toward it before Draco noticed.
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Skimming the groun, content and enjoying herself.
"Why'd you want to be in Gryffindor then? I mean, why else would you end up there?"
God, she couldn't even imagine.
Yet when Cassie swooped, she jerked on the broom, darting and racing after the other witch.
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This way, although there were expectations placed on her for being in Gryffindor and the daughter of her parents, she could still be everything she hid to the outside world.
Draca was one of the few who were slowly getting to know the real her.
A delighted smile spread wide over her face when she felt Draca on her heels. She leaned down against her broom and sped off faster to the snitch, holding her hand out to grab it as she got nearer.
It was nights like this where she considered making these games even more fun - adding perks if someone won.
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Shifting, moving to try and get ahead of Cassie. Their friendship, their play, all of it was a game, but she was competitive, and she wasn't willing to let this go.
She wasn't catching up, and she wasn't going to be there when Cassie made it. So she took a chance. She shifted, trying to bump Cassie's broom and knock her off the catch.
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It was one of the few things she liked about the other girl.
That and she was as competitive as she was, which was why she wasn't thrown by the way Draca tried to bump into her broom. "I call foul," she laughed and dodged her just in time, snatching the snitch out of the air as she went.
"And she catches the snitch!"
She turned her broom around and came to a stop with a laugh, watching her with bright eyes.
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"I call all's fair," she hollered, laughing as Cassie caught the snitch... and so she let herself more or less slide right into her. Oops.
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She laughed and wrapped her arms around Draca automatically when the other girl slid into her. "Uh huh," she grinned and shook her head in mock exasperation.
It wasn't as though her feelings toward the other girl were always friendly. There were times when Draca downright made her mad when they first met. But now, after so much had happened and getting to know the Slytherin better, the more she found they had in common.
Cassi realized she still had her arms around her and let go with a laugh that felt more forced than normal. She was glad the sun was going down because she hoped Draca wouldn't notice the flush creeping into her cheeks. She let the snitch go again before adjusting her hold on the broom.
"1-0."
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"You look cute when you blush like that," she said, leaning in closer, so close until her lips brushed against Cassi's cheek. "But I'm going to win," she said, winking at her. It was brazen, taking a chance, but Draca was a Slytherin and a Malfoy. Chances were to be taken.
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"Do not," she insisted, just to insist though a faint smile curled on her lips. She could feel the heat of Draca's lips on her cheek and smiled before kissing the other girls' cheek. "You wish."
Cassie laughed. She felt almost giddy to have been that close to Malfoy. "We'll see who wins, won't we? I think their name will start with a 'C'." The snitch was released again as she flew around, biting on her lip as she focused on the game.
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Even if her gaze was still on Cassie and not truly looking for the snitch actually.
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And she did keep her eye on the pitch. Mostly. There were times when she found her gaze slipping over to Draca, just to watch her. Thinking about how it felt to be so close to her.
She felt... she felt daring. She wanted to do something and act. Well, she was a Gryffindor, right? It was in her nature. That was when she went into a sudden dive. Not really after the snitch but simply wanting to feel the air and wondering if Draca would follow her, assuming she'd found it.
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And Draca was mostly paying attention to Daisy and not the pitch, not the snitch. So when Daisy went into the dive, Draca followed her without question. A sharp steep incline, heading for where Daisy was heading.
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She loved the rush of adrenaline running through her body and the wind against her face as she dived toward the ground, bringing her broom up quickly enough so her feet skimmed the pitch. Cassie turned to watch Draca with a wide smile and a laugh.
This was the side of Malfoy she was sure not many of her house really got to see. Or perhaps they did but there was a small part of Cassie that liked the thought of being the only one to see her like this. The Slytherin Princess looking less that composed as she dived toward the ground as Cassie had.
She was breathtaking.
It wasn't a word she used often (if at all, let's be honest) but it was fitting for this moment.
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