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Chance Meeting.

Harry entered Madam Malkin's shop alone and feeling nervous. Madam Malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve.

'Hogwarts, dear? She said, when Harry started to speak 'Got the lot here – another young man being fitted up just now in fact.'

Harry spotted a small blonde boy at the back of the shop. Madam Malkin stood Harry on a stool next to him, slipped a long robe over his head and began to pin it to the right length,

'Hi' Harry said shyly.

The blonde turned his head and peered at Harry from beneath his fringe, 'Hi yourself, Hogwarts?'

Harry nodded and smiled brightly at the blonde. The blonde boy looked startled at the genuine smile that crossed the other boys face. He felt a warm feeling inside and smiled back, he immediately regretted this, imagine if his father had seen.

Harry watched as the blonde's face changed from shock, to happiness then to cold indifference. Harry's smile faltered. He had hoped to make some friends before school started, this was going to be harder than he thought.

The blonde watched the smile leave the other boy's face and a feeling of sadness swept over him. He steped down from his stool and walked towards Harry;

'Draco' he said holding his hand out to Harry. Harry's smile returned as he held his hand out to take the blonde boy's.

'Harry', he replied

'Know what house you'll be in yet?

Harry looked at Draco, he didn't know how to answer the blonde who was staring at him intently whilst still holding on to his hand. Harry felt a warmth spreading in to his cheeks and gave a small shrug;

'Dunno, not really thought about it,' he said as he let go of the other boy's hand.

Draco tipped his head to one side and took in the face in front of him. The boy was very thin, his eyes were sunk in to his face and his cheekbones stood out like peaks of mountains. Draco was curious, this in turn made him confused, very confused. Draco returned Harry's shrug;

'Well no one really knows until they get there, but I know i'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been.' Was it Harry's imagination or did he catch a small sigh escaping Draco's lips?

'Slytherin, I like the sound of that.' Harry replied.

Draco's eyebrows rose towards his hairline, his eyes grew wide as he suppressed a small smile but not before harry had seen the slightest twitch in the corner of Draco's mouth.

'Really?' Draco asked, 'that would be cool. I guess,' he shrugged as the witch led him back up to the stool as she continued to pin up his robes, she hid a slight smile from the boys as she listened to their conversation. Harry's eyes followed Draco as he replied, 'Cool!' as a huge grin filled his face and his green eyes twinkled with excitement. At this, Draco fought to keep control of his cool composure, he knew his father was close by, it would not do to be caught in a moment of weakness. He was a Malfoy, Malfoy's were not weak, any weakness would be punished.

Harry was wary of the other boy, he had been through so much in his short life, he did not have anybody that he could trust, it was hard for him to trust anyone. However, he was curious about the blonde who tried hard to hide his true feelings. Harry could see the truth, he had spent the majority of his life hiding every feeling he had ever felt. But reading feelings, now that was his forte, he had survived by studying feelings and the moods of his Uncle, Aunt and cousin, any sudden changes Harry knew he had to move quickly. Harry winced and rubbed his arm as an old wound resurfaced and began to throb. He had not moved quickly enough that time.

Draco studied the small boy carefully out of the corner of his eye, the boy seemed lost in thought, he was surprised when the boy suddenly winced and rubbed his arm. As he did so the sleeve of his robe moved slightly, Draco gave a small gasp as he saw the deep purple and black welts on the other boys arm. His eyes narrowed in sympathy as he unconsciously stroked his own forearm. 'I know how you feel Harry' he thought, 'I know how you feel.'