[A/N: Due to popular demand and much request, I decided to make this story a two chapter one-shot, so please enjoy this~ The song I chose for this chapter is Sevyn Streeter's It won't stop.

Quidditch Game to Remember ch 2

The stadium was packed full, spectators waited months for this game and finally, it has arrived. The Chudely Cannons vs Puddlemere United. One half of the stadium was bright orange while the other was navy blue as flags from both teams fluttered merrily in the windless, cool summer's night. Posters from the blue side started popping up, stating "Happy Birthday Harry Potter!" or the like. Indeed, not only was it the most anticipated game but also it was Harry's birthday.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the 422nd International Quidditch Tournament!" The announcer said, using the Sonorus charm. The stands roared into a frenzy as the anticipation grew to a breaking point. Bright flashes from the cameras sparked from within the crowd.

"Without further a due, let me introduce you to...Puddlemere United!" Suddenly, seven flashes of green zoomed into the stadium and the crowd went mad. "Zabini, Malfoy, Ashwood, Lucas, Mullet, Moran, and...Potter!" Shaklebolt's voice could barely be heard over the roar of the crowd when they heard the last name. The blue side started chanting Harry's name as the blue team did laps around the stadium while a picture of Harry appeared over the blue side, very similiar to what Bulgaria did for Viktor Krum back in the 1994 Quidditch World Cup Finals.

The announcer then moved to introduce Chudley Cannons. Recently, the orange team has gotten better after years of being the sucky ones and have finally gotten a spot in the tournament. Still, this didn't sway those who think Puddlemere will win again this year.

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"What a surprise indeed! Oh, but nice McLoy! Malfoy has the Quaffle now! Blimy, that was a close call! Malfoy throws...and he scores! 200 to Puddlemere with 100 to Chudley Cannons! Well, looks like its time for the break! Will the Puddlemere Ladies come out to the field, please?!"

The crowd went wild as a group of women suddenly appeared on the field just as the players disappeared to the side. Just recently, the group of women had been made the official dancers for the team and they have been a hit sensation with the spectators. The women were all wearing navy blue cropped top jerseys with the Puddlemere logo in white printed on the front and a pair of black booty shorts. Except for one. The one with brown curly hair. She wore an old Gryffindor Quidditch jersey which she had modified to be a crop top to match with the others. Unlike the first time, they weren't masked.

The women turned their backs to the players and started snapping in time with the music as they started swaying their hips a little.

I love when you pulling up in your jeep

Bumpin' all your beats

J's on, with your shades on

Just to bring me something to eat

You the man up in these streets

But when it comes to my heart

That don't mean a thing no

So I hop up in your ride

Ooh its hot as hell outside

Got the top down

With the doors closed

With your hand on my thigh

Drive slow

Take your time

Their hips started moving to the beat, their hands above their head moving slowly to the beat like a seduction. They slowly squatted down while still moving their hips before slowly standing back up. A bunch of spectators whistled and some cheers came along too.

I love when we pulling up to the beach

Sand all in my feet

Sundown, with nobody around

That's one hell of a scene

You rockin' my body

Rock, rock the boat, Aaliy-ah

Don't it sound familiar

'Cause it feel like, ah ah aye aye

Lookin' up in spa-ace

Just me and my ba-ae

And it feels so ama-azing, oh all night whoa

The women started grinding against the air, their hands going through their hair sexily before their hands moved down their body, coming to an end at their ass. To spice things up a little, they gave their ass a little tap while they looked over their shoulders at the players to see heated eyes looking at them. The spectators wolf whistled and cheered louder, not noticing the heated looks from the players.

Every little thing you do got me feeling some type of way (way)

When you gimme that thunder you make my summer rain

(Oh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

(Oh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Everyday everyday

And it won't stop, oh, oh, ooh

And it won't stop, oh, oh, ooh yeah

With every single part of me

My love for you is constantly

Forever and ever on repeat

On repeat

And it won't stop, oh, oh, ooh

The women did a few more seductive moves, hips rolling and ass shakes before strutting away from the player, their ass shakes a little with each step. They strike a pose in a huddle, signaling the end of the song. The spectators stood up and clapped loudly, cheering and whistling loudly.

"As always, the Puddlemere Ladies did an outstanding performance!"

The spectators cheered even louder, agreeing with the announcer.

"However, the ladies have another planned for tonight! As you all know, today is Harry Potter's birthday!"

As if it was even possible, the spectators cheered even louder, posters with Harry's picture and words wishing him 'Happy Birthday' popped up and waving with excitement.

"Now, will the ladies please exit the field and we will commence with the second half of the game!"

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Harry returned back home as fast as he could right after the match without taking a shower. Puddlemere practically destroyed the Chudley Cannons and the rest of the players went to the Leaky Cauldron to celebrate. He didn't even bother dusting himself off with the green powder after he stepped out of the Floo. Where was she? A trail of something red littered the floor, going up the stairs to the upper level. Rose petals... A smirk played with his lips and he couldn't go up the stairs fast enough to the destination that was calling for him.

The door was closed but he could faintly hear the sound of the shower running. Oh, he was enjoying this. He quietly opened the door and silently closed it to not alert her that he was back. He saw the door to the bathroom was wide open and silently walked over, leaving a trail of his sweaty uniform on the floor as he stepped into the steamy shower. It was foggy from the warm water she was using but he could see her body, supple skin under the torrent of water.

Hermione gasped when she felt slightly calloused hands wrapped around his waist and warm lips pressed against her lips. "Do you have any idea how much you teased me tonight?" She shuddered a little when she heard him whisper in her ear. A breathy chuckle left her lips when she felt teeth gently bite down on her ear. "You said, I could do anything for your birthday." As if the performance earlier wasn't enough, she made her point by pressing her bare ass against his semi-hard cock.

Harry growled against her ear as both of his hands moved from her waist, one going up to her perky breast while the other went south. She felt her back against his chiseled chest as a low moan escaped her lips, her head leaning back against his shoulder as he sucked on the skin just behind her ear. The spot that always made her weak.

Everything happened so fast, Hermione felt her back get pressed against the cold shower wall, her legs wrapped around his waist and hungry lips against her. They both groaned as their bodies pressed flush against each other, their lips hungrily moving together. Hermione felt a delectable shiver shoot up her body when she felt his cock rubbed against her soaked folds, earning a moan from her.

She heard the sound of the shower turn off and strong arms supported her body as she felt herself get carried to somewhere. To where? She didn't care. Not with his delicious lips all over hers. She let out a yelp as she tossed on top of something soft and cool. The bed. She felt the air rush out of her as his lips came crashing on top of her's as her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, the familiar sensation of his warm and muscular body on top of her's. Neither cared that their wet bodies got the sheets wet.

"F-Fuck...I need you, baby..." Harry's husky voice mumbled against her lips before pulling away and busied himself with her neck, marking the skin with new marks that weren't there during the game. "W-What are you waiting for?" Hermione said, slightly breathless as she bucked her hips against his, evidently rubbing her folds against his raging hard-on, emphasizing her matching need.

"You little teaser..." Harry growled before pulling her into a rough kiss. Hermione shuddered against his body when she felt the tingle of magic between her legs. Contraceptive charm. She gasped against his lips when he pushed into her, stretching her walls around him. It wasn't painful, just feeling slightly sore from that morning. She felt like she was in heaven once he immediately started to move. She bites down on his lower lip, causing him to rut his hips even harder as they both were reduced to loud moans.

Sounds of skin slapping against each other as their pleasure increased. Her nails leaving angry red trails up his back, making him hiss from the pain, but it was a good pain. Her moans turned to loud cries as he hit her sweet spot, turning her vision white for a split second. Her body writhed under him as he continued to hit it, bringing her closer and closer, her back arching against the bed mattress.

"I-I'm close!" She yelled out as she brought their clammy bodies closer together. "C-Cum with me..." Harry groaned against her neck. He was getting close too. After a couple more shuddering thrusts, they cried out each other's names as they released. Harry had to stop himself from laying flat on top of Hermione and occupied himself by placing gentle kisses on her shoulder, letting them both calm down from their high.

Not soon after, Harry let out a grunt when their positions suddenly changed. Now Hermione was on top of him. "Ready for round 2?" She asked, a smirk playing her swollen lips. She looked so beautiful, her skin flushed slightly pink from their exercise, her brown hair wild and damp. That's why he loved her so much. Instantly, he grew hard again. He smirked as he sat up, his hands cupping her soft thighs. "Always ready for you, baby." Their lips met once again for a toe-curling kiss before she pulled away, making Harry groan. "Don't tease me, Mione."

Hermione chuckled as she cupped his cheek, making those beautiful green eyes look up at her. "I thought you would want to hear my answer to your question this morning." Harry froze slightly as he looked into her eyes, all sexual feeling at standstill at the moment. She almost laughed at the anticipated look in his eyes and decided to make him wait anymore. "It's a yes. I'll marry you."

A huge grin crossed his face and he pulled her for a passionate kiss, causing all sexual feelings to ignite back to life. Hands caressing warm skin as the room steamed up again. She pulled away from his lips and moved over to his neck, making him moan softly. A smirk left his lips as one of his hands moved from his thigh and with a sharp snap, her hands moved from his chiseled chest and behind her back, tied in place with a red silk ribbon. Hermione pulled away from his neck with a whine.

"I have to punish you for making me worry about your answer."

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The birds chirped as the morning sun slowly rose up into the sky. The couple dozed peacefully together, their arms intertwined over the white sheets. The sunlight shined through the white sheer curtains, lightly hitting the engagement ring on their overlapped hands on her belly.