You were standing outside the Slytherin changing room, waiting for Draco to come out so we could wish him good luck. It was quite hot outside, so you were wearing short black shorts with Draco's massive Quidditch jersey stopping at your thigh. You were leaning against the wall with your back facing the changing room doors when you felt a strong sting come down on your ass. You jolted forward and spun around with your hand on your chest to see Draco with a massive smirk on his face. You let out a breath when you realized it was him and swatted his arm playfully, smiling up at him in his uniform. "How do you expect me to focus on this game when you're wearing basically nothing in the crowd?" he teased while pulling you into him, grabbing your ass once more. "Because your reward for winning will be ripping it off me later," you winked at him and pressed a teasing kiss to his jaw.