Disclaimer: All characters belong to our queen J.K Rowling and no one else. I'm not gonna repeat it again.

Focus.

He took in a huge breath as the word echoed in his head.

All you need to think about is the game.

He sighed with his head buried in his hands, his eyes tightly shut while the words kept repeating in his mind.

If not for yourself then win it for me Harry.

Her voice spoke to his thoughts, it always did.

It gave him motivation, a reason to win.

She had always been his strength.

He opened his eyes and looked around the empty room, before gearing up to win for his country.

It was weird actually; he was playing against those who were once his family; his English mates.

He had left England by choice, but was it wise?

"Of course it was," he muttered to himself as his mind drifted towards her smiling face.

As much as he denied it, he missed her.

Only if he would've chosen her, he wouldn't be playing against England today.

"Doesn't matter anymore," he said to himself with a frown as he put on his gloves. "She's a married woman now."

It pained, it really did; knowing the woman you once loved had ended up with the man you had least expected for her to end up with.

It was his entirefault; he should've chosen her and not his dreams.

She was worth spending a lifetime with.

"Potter! Get your ass down here!" His coach called out. "We're going in five!"

He sighed to himself and shook his head before grabbing his broom and walking out of the changing room.

All he had to think of was this one word-

Focus.

"AND PRESENTING YOU TEAM USA!"

One by one the team member few out into the stadium in full energy and zeal while the crowd cheered for the handsome men who threw them kisses and flirtatious winks.

Her eyes wandered around at the speed of lightening as the commentator roared out the names.

"HERE COMES JOHNSON, MOORE, DAYLE, WILLIAMS, GOMEZ, PEREZ AND THE ONE AND ONLY POTTER!"

The crowd cheered louder as he circled the stadium, shooting everyone his dashing, boyish smile. Her heart fluttered at his sight on the big screen that her lips couldn't stop themselves by curling into a huge smile.

Even after years he looked the very same; that dashing young man her heart once fell for.

She was happy for his success; leaving her back in England made some sense sometimes, he was happy.

And so was she.

She still couldn't register that it had been seven long years since she saw him in flesh.

"AND NOW, PRESENTING THE HOME TEAM; TEAM ENGLAND!"

She howled louder in excitement as seven players dressed in royal blue zoomed out of the opposite tent and flew across the stadium.

"HERE IS OUR UNDERDOG WEASLEY, FOLLOWED BY ZABINI, THOMAS, WATSON, JONES, WELLS AND OUR CAPTAIN FOR TODAY, MALFOY!"

She cheered whole heartedly and ever so loudly as the captain of England zoomed around the stadium before stopping by her stand and giving her a flying kiss.

'I love you!' She mouthed to which he gave another flying kiss.

'I love you too!' He mouthed back before taking his position in the middle of the stadium where the seeker of the opposing team was glaring daggers at him.

"Daddy! Daddy win!" The excited voice of her son sitting next to her diverted her mind from a certain emerald eyed wizard. "Mummy daddy win!"

The brunette laughed at her child before scooping him up into her arms. "Daddy is gonna win us this game Scorp, take my word for it!"

The little boy cheered for his father while his mum silently admired her son's excitement through her chocolate eyes.

Her little Scorpius loved his father.

She then smiled proudly at her husband, who was now facing the rival seeker; who happened to be the man she was once in love with.

The fire of the gun finally commenced the match, only for her to repeat those words in her head.

If not for yourself, then win it for us.

This time; those words happened to be for her dear husband.

And not for the long lost lover who she knew had his eyes on her.

"Stop staring at my family Potter!"

His rival's voice broke his eyes from the big screen which had their camera focused on the brunette witch and went back to the seeker in front of him.

For the first time in his life, Harry Potter was speechless.

"It's something you could've had if you never left her here." The blonde further taunted with a sneer. "You've hurt Hermione too much that I've finally got a chance to teach you a lesson today."

Harry glared over to the blonde wizard who threw him a nasty look before flying away from him.

Draco Malfoy was just distracting him.

"I'm here to win the game Malfoy!" Harry called u after him. "That's what I'm focusing on!"

Malfoy chuckled and suddenly seemed to find something glimmering right in front of his eyes. He looked back at Harry and then motioned at the snitch as it flew further away from him.

"OHO! LOOKS LIKE MALFOY SPOTTED THE SNITCH AND TAUNTED POTTER IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE AUDIENCE!" The commentator laughed, bringing Harry's ears to turn red.

"What's Draco doing?" The brunette angrily muttered to herself as her husband dodged a bludger and kept searching for the snitch.

"I'm sure he was just distracting Harry," A voice next to her spoke. As a reflex, she pulled her son closer to her and turned to the speaker. As soon as she recognized the face, she sighed in relief and gave him a huge smile.

"Thank Merlin it's just you Ron," She murmured softly, giving her friend a brief hug. "What took you so long?" She further asked.

"Ronny!" Scorpius exclaimed and jumped into his godfather's arms. "Ronny, daddy win!"

"Yes champ, he's gonna win!" Ron laughed at the little boy when England scored a point. "GO ENGLAND!" he roared.

He then looked at the brunette who was shaking her head. "I'm sorry Hermione but England just scored," He explained sheepishly. "I was late because I had to leave Luna and the baby back at the Burrow. Our little Rose isn't keeping well."

Hermione's eyes widened in concern for her goddaughter when to opposing team scored. She looked back to the pitch and found the two seekers nearly at an arm's distance as they chased the snitch.

While her friend understood the reason behind that apprehensive look of hers.

"He's actually here isn't he?" She asked Ron softly. "It feels so-"

"Weird, I know," Ron finished for her, while adjust the jumping toddler in his arms. "Are you okay?"He further asked her softly. "Or is it uncomfortable seeing him in flesh? I mean, it's been seven years for you after all."

Hermione sighed and didn't answer for a while.

Of course it felt weird seeing her ex-best friend/boyfriend when he left her without an explanation all those years ago.

But somehow, Hermione was relieved to see Harry all healthy and good.

She still cared for him after all he did was to leave her all alone.

"It does feel weird," Hermione finally answered with a smile. "In a good way."

"Focus, focus,focus!" Harry aggressively muttered to himself, trying his best to dodge Malfoy who was now chasing him. "Almost there!"

However his speed dropped down as a bludger nearly hit him by the arm and the entire stadium gasped anxiously.

"I'm sorry it never hit you Potter!"Draco taunted and continued chasing the snitch, leaving a fuming Harry to glare at him.

"I'll show you who's the winner you bastard!" harry angrily muttered to himself when again his eyes spotted the snitch. Not missing a second, he dashed towards it.

"LOOKS LIKE A CLOSE MATCH NOW!"The commentator announced. "BOTH POTTER AND MALFOY ARE AIMING TOWARDS THE SNITCH!"

Harry didn't care that Hermione was married to Malfoy out of all the gits in Britain. All he cared now was to get hold of the snitch right in front of him and-

"THE SEEKERS ARE GOING FOR A WONSKI FEINT!" The commentator anxiously announced. "OH MERLIN I CANNOT SEE THIS!"

He then realized that Mafoy was diving towards him and really soon the two were diving towards the Quidditch pitch. Harry then closed his eyes and then reached his arm out towards the snitch, only to realize that-

"MALFOY HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!"

His emerald orbs opened to realize that they had lost the match and his broom had gone out of control. He heard his name loudly being called out from amidst the crowd before he was caught by his arm by someone.

"You should thank me for saving your sorry arse!" Harry looked up to find Draco Malfoy sneering at him. "I would've left you to die if it wasn't for my wife!"

Harry gave him a confused look when Malfoy got them to the ground and helped him stand up. The crowd around their celebrated their victory while the two unwillingly shook hands.

"Malfoy," Harry rasped out. "I'm not thanking you for saving me," The blonde's eye widened in surprise. "But thanks for taking care of Hermione when I couldn't."

Draco had no words to utter when he felt being enveloped by the team. All he understood was that this man still cared about his wife.

"TEAM ENGLAND WINS THE 2006 QIDDITCH WORLD CUP!"

It was when the young Malfoy realized that he had finally won England the World Cup and cherished the moment of being carried around in the arms as pride overcame his emotions.

"Draco!" He heard his wife call out. "Draco!"

"Let's put the lad down, his missus is here!" One of his teammates teased and set Draco on his feet only when he was tackled by his three year old son.

"Daddy win!" Scorpius exclaimed and giggled as his father hugged him close. "WIN!"

"Yes, I won!" Draco exclaimed and smiled at his wife. "We won!"

Hermione laughed and flung her arms around him, only to bury her nose into his robes. "You scared me right there!"She spoke against his chest.

Both of us did, Draco thought to himself and glanced at Potter, who was being nursed by his team. The two men stole a look, when only the blonde placed a kiss on Hermione's head.

"It's just a Quidditch match Hermione," He said with a laugh, when the brunette playfully glared at him.

"If something would've happened to you, I wouldn't have the courage to tell you that-"

His grey eyes widened at the unsaid news. "That?" He prompted.

She laughed and pulled him in for a long kiss to which the stadium wolf whistled and howled. Breaking away, she gave him a twinkling smile.

"We are having our baby number two!" She whispered happily, only to find her lips being captured by her husband again. His embrace made her feel safe; secure.

However there was a small part of her heart which hurt knowing that Harry was looking uncomfortably at him.

She felt like as if she had been cheating on Draco with her feelings.

Hermione loved her husband; she really did.

But sometimes the guilt of having feelings for her past lover made her feel insecure.

A/N: And I'm back yet again.

Actually, I wasn't planning on writing till January but one of the users 'Fat ppl are harder to kidnap' suggested a wonderful plotline for a story.

I loved it so much that I started to work on it and well … here I am!

So thank you so much reader!

And just for the starters, this story starts with a DHr and ends up with a HHr. Just saying, in case you want to continue reading.

I love both the ships but I'm a Harmonian all the way!

Anyways, just let me know of your thoughts for this one!

And HAPPY 44TH NATIONAL DAY for all the UAE residents (Like me! ^^)