'How did we get here?' (Y/n) question himself as he stared out in the open with a displeased look. His hands clutching on the bench that he sat on for dear life. Where was he? He got dragged from the Great Hall to the Quidditch pitch. By who? Believe it or not, it wasn't Kazz this time. Rather it was Sylvia. (Y/n) couldn't believe it at first, considering how she acted just a couple of days ago with the "Mudblood" incident. She just seemed so bummed out when the group shifted their attention to the teams instead of focusing on Lockhart's story.

However that is not the point right now.  Right now (Y/n) is scared shitless about how high they are off the ground. It's not like it's his first time sitting up in the stand. But it's not everyday someone sits 40 feet off the ground. "I feel sick..." (Y/n) muttered to himself, shifting in his seat with his back slouching. It's literally a saturday! He was supposed to be in his dorm reading a book or drawing or... SOMETHING other than being this high up in the sky. He then looked at Finnian who sat with a comfortable smile on. Eagerly watching the team that are practicing. Kazz seems to look the same, but stiff.

"Uhh, Kazz. You still there?" The Ravenclaw stayed still, her head slowly Turning her head towards (Y/n). "My soul has left my body at this point. But worry not, dear (Y/n). For it is slowly coming back up." Kazzandra said through her teeth. "Just give me a few minutes... And I shall be back to you wenches."

"I do not like your formalities and now, I am talking like you. Thank you for that." (Y/n) said only to ear two finger guns from his friend. He then looked back at the open as his mind began to wander. It's Sunday- he's suppose to be relaxing right now or doing homework. Granted, he'd rather relax than do anything, but that's besides the point. Maybe once this is over he can jump off the stand and hope someone will catch him. Although that seems very unlikely. The someone-catching-him part, at least. (Y/n) would jump off a dangerously high place any time of the day.

"Oh! They're starting!" Sylvia exclaimed with a wide smile. Players in green arouse to the sky on their brooms. "Five sickles if one of them falls down." Finnian whispered to (Y/n) who let out a small chuckle an handed his hand for Finnian to shake. To which the Hufflepuff happily accepted.

The group watched the players train with varying expression. From Sylvia's exited look down to Kazzandra's pale face that remained frozen with a smile and her eyes screaming to break free from where she sat. Finnian silently cheering on the team. (Y/n) was trying to catch up on the speeding Students on brooms. He felt his head spinning just by watching the chasers go back and forth in Quidditch pitch. Eventually, the (h/c) Gryffindor closed his eyes and pinched the bridged of his nose. He simply could not keep up with each of the players that passed.

When he looked back up, his eyes immediately latched onto a particular person. We all know who it is, so say it with me. The person's name is: Hagrid! Just kidding, it was great -value Barbie, Draco. Noticing that the blond was focusing hard on their practice. Gray eyes travelling all over the field, relentlessly searching for the golden snitch.

He aimed high and low, moved left and right. Draco continued to maneuver his broom, slowly, his expression turn an frustrated one. Eventually, the blond stayed in place, muttering a string of curse under his breath. (Y/n) suppressed a giggle, covering his mouth, and looking away at the blond Slytherin. Eventually, Draco spots the snitch and raced towards the golden ball as quick as he possibly could.  He reached forward. The tips of his fingers touching the golden ball, missing it by a millimeter. He let out a low growl before forcing himself forward again. This time finally snatching the snitch and he celebrated triumphantly. "Your boyfriends good at what he's doing." Kazzandra whispered, averting her eyes away from (Y/n) who glanced back at her with corner of his eyes.

"We're not dating, Kazz." (Y/n) stated with a huff. "Where'd the ring come from then?" The Ravenclaw asked smirking to herself. (Y/n)'s heart began to race. His hand swiftly hiding the red and black ring. "Alright team! Take five!" Flint yelled, catching (Y/n) and  Kazzandra's attention. They watched as the team begin to saunter downwards to the ground. "You still haven't answered my question."

"Not right now, Kazzandra." (Y/n) said nervously, contemplating wether to tell her or not. But something clicked. "How come you've only noticed now?" (Y/n) queried, tilting his head slightly to the side. "Oh! I've seen it before. I just didn't want to ask. I still have a bit of decency you know." Kazzandra said innocently, giving a small shrug. "But it has been eating me for the past couple of months- and now I just gotta know." The brunette added as she leaned closer to the Gryffindor.

"But I get it if you don't want to say anything." Kazzandra them pats (Y/n)'s back. (Y/n) smiled at the girl and nodded. "It's very nice of you to not force me to spill anything." The two laughed "Now get me down from here.  I feel like I'm about to piss myself." Kazzandra then stood up but her knees were wobbling like jelly. At this point Finnian and Sylvia had stopped fawning over quidditch, they just looked at the Ravenclaw who was struggling to keep herself up. "Well don't just sit there! Help meeee." She whimpered, trying to find something to grab onto. Sylvia chuckled before standing up and grabbing one of Kazzandra's arms. Finnian Dis the same but on the other side. "(Y/n) you grab my foot." Kazzandra joked, lifter her left foot weakly with a laugh that immediately turned into a yelp.

The other three laughed at the brunette's misery. They ascend down the flight of stairs rather slowly due to them not wanting to end up becoming a human pretzel. When they reached the ground bottom of the stairs, Sylvia and Finnian let's go of Kazzandra's arms. It took her a moment to get used to standing up again, but she was able to manage. "Thank you, School wife and School Husband. " Kazzandra said as she gave the two a curtsey. Pretending to hold onto a skirt and bending her knee. The Hufflepuff and the Slytherin shared a glance before laughing sarcastically. "We're not married."

"Not that you know of." (Y/n) stated as he crossed his arms. "Little do you know this gremlin has both of your names on a marriage certificate." (Y/n) added, pulling the Ravenclaw closer to him, headlocking Kazzandra who flailed herself away from him. "Don't think you're safe, (L/n). You're a part of this marriage too!" In an instant (Y/n) let's go of the brunette who laughed triumphantly. "HAHA! Now I want a divorce (Y/n)!... How did we get into that conversation?" Kazzandra asked, scratching the back of head in confusion. "Here's a better question. How do we get into any conversation? " Finnian said in a sarcastic tone "Oh that's an easy question. Because we're crackheads."

Kazzandra gave the shorter male a nudge on the shoulder who playfully shoved her. Sylvia sighed whilst shaking her head. "Weirdos..." She muttered looking onto the side as she tried to hide her face from the two who started bugging her telling the Slytherin that "she love them."

"You're group is very odd you know." (Y/n) yelped at the new voice that had joined them. When he realised who the voice belonged to, (Y/n) placed his hand on his chest that repeatedly rose and fell. "For Merlin"'s sake. Draco, warn me next time would'ya?" Draco chuckled in amusement. He held a proud smirk as he looked at (Y/n). "And what if I don't?" He queried, his hand crossing over his chest his smug grin growing slightly. (Y/n) gave the Slytherin an exaggerated frown before standing up properly. "Guess I'll just have to surprise you back." (Y/n) whispered lowly, his from remaining on his face.

Both him and Malfoy stayed silent before they bursted into a fit of laughter. "Stop that! You looked like Snape!" Draco said in-between laughs. "Is that so?" (Y/n) then fixed his posture to imitate the said teacher's stance. "Fifty points off of Gryffindor." He mocked, copying Snape's speech pattern before they once again laughed it off.

"You were great out there." Said (Y/n) when they have finally calmed down. "Thanks."Draco said as he gave (Y/n) a genuine smile. His cheeks flushing a bit when the boy infront of him smiled back. "Maybe you should try out next year? Just to see who's better." Draco suggested, gently nudging (Y/n) on the shoulder. "Well it's fairly obvious who would be better." (Y/n) stated crossing his arms  as well. "And that would be, Moi~" Draco huffed at (Y/n)'s statement. "As if! You've never even played." He jabbed. "There's always a first time for everything." (Y/n) then leaned closer to the blond who backed away, his face turning redder than before. (Y/n) chuckled at the Slytherin's reaction before retracting back to his original stance.

Draco looked down at the ground as a way to hide his flushed face. His mind racing as to why he was acting like this. He felt so vulnerable, he felt weak. And he did not like it one bit. No siree. Although, at the same time, he just keeps coming back. It was as if there was supernatural force that is forcing something at him. Draco continued to swim in his thoughts. Not even realizing that he was being called by his captain. It wasn't until (Y/n) tapped him over the shoulder that he came back down to earth.

"You're captain's been calling you for the fifth time. And I think he's about to explode if you don't get there." (Y/n) said, patting his hands on Draco's back as the Slytherin swallowed the built-up saliva. The blond turned around and ran back to his team. "Stay alive princess!" (Y/n) yelled, shoving his hands in his pockets. Draco flipped him off causing (Y/n) to laugh again.

When (Y/n) turned to his friends again they were looking at his an amused expression. "You forgot to say I love you." Said Kazzandra who was swiftly shut of Sylvia who slapped her hands on the Ravenclaw's mouth. "Alright, that's  enough from you. How about we explore for a bit?" Sylvia suggested. Smiling at the others as if her hands were not suffocating another girl. "Sure. I'm down." (Y/n) came closer to Sylvia. "Don't forget about me!" Finnian yelled as he followed behind the two. Sylvia still not letting go of  Kazzandra who was mumbling random things o to the ravenette's hand. Her threats were only muffled by the taller girls hand. It wasn't until she licked Sylvia's hand off was she finally able to breathe freely again.

"FREEDOM!"

"THAT WAS BLOODY DISGUSTING!"

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Another chapterrrrr
Sorry for  being inactive. I have been busy with school shit but guess what? I got free time,,, kinda,,, no I don't,,, I just procrastinate.

Well anyway! Hope you enjoy this chapter. And I hope you have a nice day. After a week or two, we'll finally have a break from school (what a miracle, ik-)

Also, have this random drawing I made. Tis how Kazz, Sylv and Finn looks like! ( Tis not very good but,,, I'm very very tured from school work so,,, yeah...) And Elijah is my character for this book btw. Feel free to make your own version of reader ÓuÒ

That would be all so I bid you all farewell!

Goodbyeee