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Summary:

Draco Malfoy is a celebrity in the wizarding world. He's the captain of the British National Quidditch Team and a real ladies' man. Little does he know that he's turning over a new leaf in his life when he meets a former classmate at a reunion party at Hogsmeade ...

In this story Draco seems to find his one true love but there are several people who are keen on putting obstacles in his way. He has to go through hard times more than once but emerges stronger in the end, finding who are his true friends. A thrilling mixture of love, tears and emotions ... with a rather surprising outcome in the end.

DM x OfC - no Mary Sue, promised! If you disagree - tell me ;)

A/N:

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Living with a Quidditch Star

Chapter One: Back at Hogsmeade

"Who is she?" he said in a low voice, not averting his gaze from the girl, who was talking to Potter now.

He felt this stinging sensation on the inside.

He had to get to know her.

"Don't you know her? That's De Russo's sister. Definitely a cutie, huh?" Blaise said casually, taking a drag on his cigar.

"I have to get to know her!" Draco urged.

Blaise arched a brow at him, wondering what he was up to.

"Sure!" he replied curtly and smirked, taking another drag on his cigar.

I actually met him five years after graduation from Hogwarts at a reunion at Hogsmeade.

When I saw him again, I immediately knew that I would fall for him.

Little did I know, that it would be a long way for us to be together...

All my friends were there that evening: Ginny, Hermione, Ron and Harry.

It was quite fun, I really enjoyed the margaritas and talking to all the guys from Hogwarts.

At that time I was studying Law at a Wizard Law School.

I was about to graduate from Law School within the next months and lived in a flat my parents had bought me in the muggle part of London.

Ginny had become a healer after Hogwarts.

Hermione, Harry and Ron's brother Bill were working for the Ministry that time. Ron was a professional Quidditch player for an English team.

Even though we met quite regularly, we had a nice time the whole evening.

Ginny who lived in a relationship with Harry was talking about their plans to marry within the next three years.

Ron had just finished the Quidditch season and was looking forward to a long holiday with his long-time girlfriend Lavender.

Hermione had started dating Oliver Wood, who was playing Quidditch in the same team as Ron did.

I recently had broken up with my boyfriend and was quite comfortable with being single.

Heading for the bathroom after a while, someone touched my shoulder from behind. I swung around briskly just to see that Blaise Zabini was standing right behind me, smiling. I started laughing as he must have been tickled by my long curls right in his face when I whirled around.

„Hi Alessia, how's it going? It's been a long time since we met last, isn't it?" he said.

„Well, yeah, I think it must be at least three years since we met in that club in London...," I replied smiling. He was still the same handsome guy I had met that night three years ago. I just recalled him telling me then that he was involved into his father's business just after graduating from an American Business School.

As we stood there smiling at each other, thinking hard what to say next, Blaise was joined by his best friend in Hogwarts days...I recognized him immediately and suddenly felt all tingly; white-blond hair and these unique silver-greyish eyes – it was Draco Malfoy, who was putting his arm around Blaise's shoulder from behind, smirking at him.

„So, Blaise, mate, always looking for new victims, hmm? Who is this young lady – would you mind introducing me?"

„Draco, you don't want to tell me you don't remember Alessia? She actually graduated with us from Hogwarts. I think she was in..."

„...Gryffindor", I helped him.

„Oh, really, I didn't remember this." Blaise replied. „I thought you were in Ravenclaw..." he went on.

We both looked at Draco who still didn't seem to remember me at all. But I could feel him coolly checking me out as we stood there. All lost in thought I folded my arms in front of my chest.

„Do you have a brother? And was he in Slytherin?" he suddenly asked me.

„Oh, you mean Marc, my stepbrother, yes, he's been a Slytherin. He graduated when we were in our second year. He must be around somewhere – I brought him tonight." I said, smiling slightly. I could feel him looking at me with these stunning eyes again.

„Well, then, I think I know you." Draco replied. „You were that small curly head, that always joined our Quidditch training lessons. Your brother was a great player then. So is he still playing?"

„Oh, only sometimes on weekends. He's head of business in my father's company and has only spare time to play." I answered, my green eyes meeting his light-grey ones again.

I wondered what he was doing to me. I knew I had fallen for him. I couldn't stop looking at him. I felt an urge to touch him but I didn't have the heart to do so. He seemed to be all indifferent. His behaviour made me feel a little insecure. I appealed to my sense of reason – how could I even think of him falling in love with me by just talking to me about the good old days.

„But if you two don't mind, excuse me please" I nodded towards the door of the ladies bathroom and both understood.

„All right, it was nice meeting you." Draco said artificially, while Blaise pecked me on both cheeks as I left the two of them.

"Phew, she's a hottie!" Draco said to Blaise.

"I knew you'd want to shag her. I could see it in your eyes the moment you joined us..." Blaise replied. "So Sindy isn't enough for you? That's Draco at his best. You haven't changed at all, mate. Always running with the hare and hunting with the hounds, huh?" he went on.

"Stop it!" Draco said dryly.

He wondered how he could meet me again.

I looked at myself in the large mirror when I entered the bathroom.

Those two guys were just the same as they'd been in Hogwarts days – conceited, arrogant and very aware of themselves. But you could have fun with the two of them, that much was sure.

Both came from very respected pureblood families with lots of money and high standing within society even though Draco's father had been a Death Eater in earlier days, but died within the last days of the war.

However they were playboys, partying all the time as you could read in the tabloids.

Malfoy had even made first place in the Witch's Weekly ranking of the hottest bachelors. I recalled him being a professional Quidditch player just as Ron and Oliver. He was the captain of the British National Quidditch team and played in a professional English team too. He was known for his affairs, his current one with a well known top model for witch fashion.

„There you are!" Ginny said, entering the bathroom. „I was looking for you for what seemed like hours!" „I'm sorry, I just met some ... guys...let's go back to the others" I said and Ginny handed me another margarita. We left the bathroom for the dance floor and joined the crowd moving to the music.

Around 3 a.m. Marc came up to me. Touching my shoulder softly, he asked me – almost screaming as the music was so loud – whether I wanted to stay or join him going back home to London. I hugged him, putting my arms around his neck on tiptoes, already a little tipsy, and kissed him on the forehead not noticing I was watched by grey eyes from one dark corner near the dance floor. „Marc, can't we just stay a little longer? Please stay a bit longer – I want to come with you, but not right now. I'm having so much fun here!" I said, looking in his kind, warm brown eyes.

„OK, little sis, but just another thirty minutes! Then it's time to go to bed, hm." he said, imitating mum's educational tone, pinching my cheek. „Oh, thanks!" I said, smiling.

Marc left the dance floor and joined his former classmates again standing at the bar nearby.

Ginny and I were dancing with Ron and some Gryffindor guys for another thirty minutes. I didn't note I was still watched closely by some guy in the dark. When Marc came up to me later, I kissed my friends goodbye and linked arms with him. I left the club with him heading for his car already standing in front of the club.

When we exited, it was very cold outside. Marc put his jacket around my shoulders, opening the door to his car for me. Then he gave me a hand to enter the Porsche as I was a little unsteady on my feet due to all the drinks I had. Sitting in his car I started to giggle. Marc entered nimbly on the other side of the car giving me an amused side glance while I just couldn't stop giggling. He started the engine.

„Seems you and your friends had lots of fun tonight, hadn't you?" he said, grinning.

„Yeah, please don't tell dad I was all drunk!" I begged.

He just gave me another side glance, grinning again. He accelerated and I was pressed into my seat.

As we sped towards London leaving Hogsmeade behind us very quickly, he asked me whether I was ok as I got very silent.

„I'm fine, thanks! I think I just dozed off!" He smiled at me.

We didn't talk for a while when all of a sudden Marc asked harshly:

„So, what did Blaise and Malfoy want from you? I saw them talking to you."

„Well, actually we only did some smalltalk. Malfoy didn't even remember me." I replied, adding 'at first' in my thoughts, suddenly feeling sober. Did he know more then I wanted him to know? Did he recognise that I liked Draco more than I should do?

„Alessia, I want you to keep clear of these blokes. I don't want you to be seen with them."

„But...!"

„No buts about it!" he looked me in the eyes sternly.

That was none of his business, I thought. Why did he insist on staying away from Draco? In the end I came to the conclusion, that I was sure he only wanted the best for me.

Soon after we reached my flat. Marc parked his car in front of the entrance and helped me out of the car. He took my keys and opened the front door. He nodded to the security guard sitting at his desk at the reception and pushed the button of the elevator. I followed him stiffly, still with his jacket around my shoulders. When we reached my flat, I took off my high heels.

As I lay down in my bed he tucked me into the blankets. Soon after I fell asleep not even hearing him leaving.

Later at Hogsmeade, Draco casually asked Blaise whether he knew more about me. Blaise still wasn't surprised at all at Draco's sudden interest in me. He told him everything about the evening at the club years ago. Soon after Draco left, leaving Blaise behind.

„Man, it seems to me that Draco has something in mind. He seems to play keeps for this Alessia-girl..." Blaise said to Goyle, who had joined them the whole evening, taking another mouthful of his Butterbeer.

„Cheers!" Goyle said and they clinked their bottles, smirking.

A little while later Blaise scribbled a short note on a small piece of parchment and sent it off into the dark night by an owl...

A/N: I promise there will be more Draco soon!

I know it's a bit rough and choppy as it's my first work, but it's getting way better - promised! So keep on reading - it's worth it!