A/N-Yeah, um. I have NO IDEA how this happened. It was 2 in the morning and I had like six tabs open that were all dramione fic.

Written for sasusaku month on livejournal! Go there! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Harry Potter.

Awry

The wind is roaring in Sakura's ears, and for the first time in her life she wishes she is wearing earmuffs. Big, impossibly fluffy and soft earmuffs that-

She lets out a curse as a bludger streams past her, swerving to avoid being hit. Kiba looks at her incredulously, as if to say, Sakura I swear to bloody Merlin I will thump you with my bat.

She narrows her eyes and tries to block out the the opposing team, eyes searching for any glimpse of tiny, fluttering gold wings.

From across the field, she can see Uchiha Sasuke doing the same thing. His silver lined green robes are billowing in the wind, and his gaze is intense and focused.

She can feel her cheeks go warm, and she lets out an oath as she struggles to find that fierce seeker composure she is so famous for. Tearing her eyes away from Sasuke, she continues to scan the field, dodging bludgers and stray bats.

Neither Gryffindor or Slytherin have managed to score, and both teams are becoming more ruthless in their attempts. She winces as Hozuki Suigetsu takes a bludger to the face, blood spurting from a most definitely broken nose. Her first instinct is to go and help him, despite the color of his robes, but the frantic hand gestures from Uzumaki Naruto stop her. The injured Slytherin merely shrugs it off and resumes playing.

Still, she can hear the crowd becoming more and more agitated by the lack of points, and she knows that she needs to find the snitch now.

She allows herself a moment to glance at Sasuke, whose movements have become more sharp an calculating as the game drags on.

Suddenly, a whistle is blown. The crowd is screaming. Slytherin has scored.

"Sakura!" Kiba screams from across the field, "You need to catch the snitch!"

"Thank you, Kiba." She mutters to herself, "And you need to score points. Simple, really."

She hears a snort, and she practically jumps off her broom as Sasuke begins to fly beside her.

"Talking to yourself, Sakura?" His voice is distracted, but also...amused?

"What-I-Oh. Oh. Ugh." Sakura sputters. "This is my side! Back off!"

He shoots her a look of deepest loathing. "Sakura," He needs to stop saying her name like that. "This is a Quidditch match, not a-"

Suddenly, his eyes narrow and he is off, shooting through the sky.

"Hey!" Sakura screams as she follows him, narrowly avoiding the obstacles in her way. "Sasuke! You jerk!"

She's flying as hard as she can, tailing the green and black blur that is Sasuke. The wind is rough against her face, but she hardly feels it because this is the House Cup, and the stubborn streak that comes with being a Gryffindor refuses to lose if only she could just catch the snitch.

Finally, they are literally parallel to one another, and Sakura can see the hint of gold, the beating wings of the snitch.

The game seems to have almost stopped around them, and even Naruto knows to stay silent. It's only Sasuke and Sakura, closing in on the tiny orb.

Where Sasuke is quiet and determined, moving swift and sleek like an eel, Sakura is all kinetic energy, muttering a stream of spells and curses despite her wand being in her pocket. They're both so close, and the snitch seems to be bloody taunting them, and Sasuke is reaching and he's so fast and Sakura's arms are shorter because she's the size of a freaking house elf but she cannot, cannot lose, so-

Sakura turns in midair, swinging her broom so she that she is facing Sasuke on an angle. He doesn't even realize what she's doing, completely focused on the snitch.

Sakura is blushing fiercely now, as she clasps Sasuke's shoulder with one hand, holding onto her broom with the other. He looks irritated at the contact, believing that she is trying to shove him away.

He tries to shrug her off, snarling and confused at her actions. "Sakura, what the hell-"

Oh, Merlin. What am I doing, what am I doing, what am I doing-

Mustering all of her Gryffindor courage and ignoring the equally bemused crowd, she leans in and closes the distance between the two. His lips are chapped from the wind, and she can feel him stiffening against her. She is pretty sure this is like the worst kiss ever, because they're up in the air, and she's almost positive that Sasuke has gone into shock. She hears the gasps from her team, from the crowd, and Sasuke has stopped moving and she can see something gold in the corner of her eye-

Sasuke's tongue taps against her lips, and she flings herself away because what the heck was that? Sakura is still in shock when suddenly, the snitch is fluttering right in front of her, and she can feel Sasuke breathing down her neck. His hand is stretched out in front of her, but she is closer, so with a shout of triumph, she catches the snitch.

"SAKURA'S GOT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS!"

She can hear Naruto and Kiba practically wetting themselves with excitement, and the fans in the stands are screaming, cheering her name. Sakura smiles, weary and proud. She ignores the furious and astounded look Sasuke is giving her, choosing instead to swerve towards the grassy field.

Upon returning to the ground, her team surrounds her, embracing her in a sweaty group hug. She doesn't care, because they won, and they beat Slytherin, and everything is perfect.

With promises of a lively party in the common room awaiting her, Sakura heads to the shower. Blocking her, however, is a grumpy looking Slytherin.

Well, shit.

Sasuke looks at her expectantly, waiting for an explanation. Sakura blushes for what seems like the nth time today, and determinately avoids his eyes.

"Um, excuse me-" She tries to move past him, but, letting out a snort, Sasuke blocks her path.

Sakura scowls, trying to be intimidating but failing. "Listen, Sasuke. I'm sorry, but-"

Her words are muffled as Sasuke envelopes her lips with his, pressing patterns into her mouth. He is relentless against her, and Sakura tries to meet him with equal passion.

After what seems like ages, they break apart, gasping for air. Sasuke leans his forehead to hers, and Sakura wonders what's happening next.

He smirks, and their noses are almost touching. Sakura's still confused and flustered because this is Sasuke, and he just kissed her!

Well, she mused, technically, I kissed him first..

Cheeks flaming at the memory, she looks at him curiously. He's still smirking as he takes in her rapid blinking, and the way her mouth continues to form words without saying anything.

"So, um," Sakura nervously tucks a lock of hair behind her ear within the cage of his arms. "You're not mad at me, right...?"

Sasuke looks like he's about to laugh when he leans in to whisper in her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine.

"You should have been in Slytherin."