Title: Secretly Friends, but if You Tell Anyone...
Summary: Drarry. Story of their encounters starting at the beginning and going until they lived happily ever after.
Disclaimer: I'm only going to say this once. I do not own copy rights to Harry Potter.
(I am going off the movies for this so things might not be right, however if I do know that something in the movies is/are different in the books, I will use the books in that sense. For example, in the books it states that Harry's eyes are green, however in the movies they are blue, for me they will forever be green and Draco's will forever be blue.)
"Come on, Draco. We must be getting on with it." I grumbled, and stepped in to my closet. I heard my bedroom door open.
"Master Draco, Mistress Malfoy wishes..." I turned to the house elf.
"Oh, shush, Dobby. He knows perfectly well what I want." My mother walked in behind the elf. "Draco, wear the blue shirt and some black trousers. Hurry and get dressed."
"Mother, school doesn't start until September." I mumbled pulling the clothes out that she requested.
"Yes, but you need to get your supplies and if we get them now we can beat the rush." I grumbled and got dressed once she left the room.
I was standing on the turner. "Dammit woman. I'll have you know I will hex you if you poke that needle into me once more."
She shuffled around trying to hem up the robes. I let my eyes wander to the window. A boy who appeared about my age walked by with a half giant. I felt a slight flutter some where within. I mentally brushed it away. I almost blushed when the boy walked in to the store, the woman finished up with me. My mother paid and we left.
I walked up the stairs with the rest of the first years. The old woman talked for a bit and then she left. I watched the dark haired boy while she talked.
Once she left I spoke. "It's true then. What they're saying on the train? Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." I introduced my companions. "This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy," I stepped over to him and leaned close. "Draco Malfoy."
His friend sniggered next to him. I whipped my head over to him noticing who he was for the fist time. "You think my name is funny do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair and I hand-me-down robe. You must be a Weasley. You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort." I glared at Weasley, then looked back to Harry, and held out my hand. "I can help you there."
He looked down at my hand, then back up at me. "I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks."
I stared at him, a cool look of indifference on my face. My mind was screaming at me 'what just happened'. I looked into his emerald eyes. I was about to ask, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and looked at the old woman. My mind clouded in confusion. I walked back to where Crabbe and Goyle still stood.
We walked into the great hall and the sorting commenced. When my name was called, I walked up to the stool. The realization hit me as I sat down, I had been rejected. I was able to focus as the hat was lowered towards my head. I didn't even feel it touch my as it shouted out "Slytherin!"
I smirked, I would figure out why I was so distraught over Harry rejecting me later.
I was sitting in Transfiguration with Crabbe and Goyle. The Griffindors had the class with us as well. The doors flew open and Harry and the Weasel came running in. They slowed to a walk as the approached their desk. The Weasel insulted Professor McGonagall and blushed as red as her hair when she transfigured out of her animagus. I smirked, Weasley was getting yelled at. But so was Harry, that dampened the yelling a bit.
Potions was also shared with the Griffindors. My godfather came in and started the lesson, and when he noticed that Harry wasn't paying attention, he yelled at Harry. My blood churned but I masked my discomfort by smirking. I couldn't help the attraction I felt towards the boy who lived, but his rejection had hurt, he deserve the yellings he got from the teachers today.
We were outside for our first flying lessons. Madam Hooch told us the instructions and told us to step up to our brooms hands out and then to say 'up'. My broom came up the second time I said it. Everyone else had a hard time getting theirs up, except for Harry who had gotten his the first time he said it. I smiled a little at him when he met my eyes. He nodded and looked away.
Once everyone had their brooms Madam Hooch gave some more commands and we mounted our brooms. Then one of the Griffindors, Longbottom I think, started to lose control of his broom and it started flying. He flew around a bit before getting caught by a statue. He fell to the ground breaking his wrist along the way. I noticed his Remem-ball was on the ground. I picked it up.
Madam Hooch escorted Longbottom to the Hospital wing. And I started playing with the ball, tossing it and catching it.
"You see his face, maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd remember to have fallen on his fat arse." I said earning a few chuckles from the crowd.
"Give it here Malfoy." I bit my lip before turning to Harry. I don't know what possessed me to do what I did next.
"No! I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find." I tightened my grip on the broom, tossed the ball again before mounting the broom. My gaze never left Harry's as I rode into the air and circle the group. "How 'bout on the roof?" I rode higher, slowed down and looked back to Harry. "What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?"
I threw the ball into the air again and watched as Harry mounted his broom, and the Granger chick started scolding him. She was such a goody-two-shoes, though so far she was the only chick who had managed to become friends with Harry. He rolled his eyes at her and took off towards me. He slowed as he neared me.
I really wanted him to chase me, but when he spoke, I remembered that he didn't want me. "Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom."
I smirked, that could have multiple meanings. "Is that so?"
He lunged at the ball. I held it up as he missed it and turned on his broom behind me. I showed him it before saying, "Have it your way then." I threw it. Harry whizzed past me going after it. I was momentarily knock off balance but I regained it and stared after him. I touch down to the ground shortly after that and watched as he caught it. The definite skills of a seeker. I smirked as the class, minus the Slytherins, ran over and cheered him on.
My heart sank as Professor McGonagall called his name in a stern voice. He was going to get expelled, oh why did I do that I am such an idiot.
I overheard it from Sir Nicholas telling the Bloody Baron. He was the new Griffindor seeker! My heart soared, he wasn't expelled!
I realized that we had most of our classes together. That made me happy to see him most of the day. I would often watch him when he wasn't looking. I would turn away and work on the lesson. Occasionally I would feel someones eyes on me and when I would look up, I would meet Harry's eyes and hold his gaze for a moment before he realized he was staring.
The first quiditch game of the season. Griffindor versus Slytherin. I was fighting internally. I cheered with the rest of the Slytherins whenever the Slytherins scored but my eyes wandered to Harry quite a bit. I felt like I was going through the motions while cheering, except for when I was cheering for Harry.
I watched the game intently, probably feeling the same emotions as some of the Griffindors.
I couldn't sleep. I decided to go for a walk I saw Harry, Granger and the Weasel sneaking out of the castle. I followed them to Hagrid's hut. I peeked into the hut and saw an egg hatch and a dragon come out. I smiled slightly and then noticed I was spotted.
I ran back inside and went to Professor McGonagall's office. I snarked, and then felt bad but I couldn't take it back as she walked into the hall. All four of us got sent to detention. We served it the next night with Hagrid in the Forbidden forest.
I will admit to myself I was terrified. We went in as a group. We stopped and Hagrid dipped his fingers into something shiny. Harry asked what it was and Hagrid explained that it was what we were here for. Then he split us up, Granger and Weasley with him and I with Harry. I would have jumped for joy, had I not been terrified out of my mind. I spoke up as if to bargain with the half-giant.
"Okay, then I get Fang." I said referring to his dog. I felt slightly better with the dog protecting us.
Then Hagrid said, "Fine, jus' sos ya know, he's a bloody coward."
I gulped nervously. At least I had Harry. We set off and I felt it was too quiet. I couldn't think of anything to say.
"Wait till my father hears about this, this is servant stuff." I said, the mask of indifference in place.
"If I didn't know better, Draco, I'd say you were scared." I pretended to roll my eyes.
"I'm not scared, Potter." We turned when we heard a moaning behind us. I wanted to jump into his arms and bury my face in his robes and hide. "You hear that?"
Harry turned away from me. I looked around before continuing on the path we were on. I heard Harry call to the dog. The rest of the walk was pretty much silent. Suddenly, Fang stopped a head of us and I saw why he had stopped.
"What is it, Fang?" Harry said quietly.
I felt like I was frozen. There was a cloaked figure ahead of us, and what was clearly a dead unicorn on the ground. The figure was sucking the unicorns blood and I couldn't help but fear the figure. I noticed Harry gasp and his hand went to his forehead. I suddenly wasn't afraid for myself but for Harry. The figure looked up and I screamed. It was hideous, at least the bit that we could see. Fang and I took off, I knew we would need Hagrid for whatever the creature was. I ran as fast as I could to get Hagrid.
I got Hagrid and was able to get him to Harry. I felt like we weren't going fast enough. We got back and Harry was talking to a centaur. I relaxed the scary figure was gone. Harry was fine.
It was the end of the year, we had finished the final tests. We had two days of the year left. I wasn't happy about how the year had gone. Harry and I could have been really good friends but we were more acquaintances and that wasn't something I liked. I don't think he liked it either, but neither of us pursued to change it. I was only mean to him if Weasel and Granger were around him, and that was almost all the time. But there were times when we passed each other and we were friendly towards each other.
The feeling of rejection had passed after a week, but the rest of the year had gone mostly smoothly. Slytherin was in the lead with the house points, which fazed me a bit, only because I would have preferred to have Harry in Slytherin with me.
The feast was tomorrow night and everyone was packing to leave the day after. I went for a walk down to the lake.
I sat down beneath one of the trees. "Hey, Draco." I jumped and looked over, I hadn't noticed Harry was sitting there before I sat down. I looked over to him, "You can stay, Draco. You ain't bothering me."
I smiled, "Okay, you know your not so bad for a Griffindor."
He smirked, "And your not so bad yourself, even though Ron would say differently."
"So, I'm not so bad as myself, and being Slytherin has nothing to do with it for you." I asked, this was comfortable, maybe if Weasley hadn't been there that first day of school, Harry and I could have been friends.
"I didn't say anything about you being Slytherin, because the hat almost put me in Slytherin but I requested anything but Slytherin." I glanced at him, he was looking out over the lake.
"Why?" He looked over to me.
"Because Voldemort was in that house, and when I got my wand Mr. Ollivander told me something about him. I didn't want to have anything to do with him so I hoped for anywhere but his house." He stopped but I could tell he still had something else to say, so I waited. "You know there are a couple of things I wish I could change about the beginning of the year."
That shocked me. "Oh yeah, and what would those be?" I asked really curious.
"Harry! There you are! I found him, Ron. He's by the lake!" We both jumped. Harry got up and looked at me.
"See ya later, Draco." He said before hurrying off. I waited a couple of moments before checking to make sure the trio had gone. I didn't feel like facing the Weasel I went inside and wondered around the school for a while.
I didn't see Harry the rest of the day or the next day either. However, I heard rumors he had ended up in the hospital wing. I wandered up to the hospital wing and saw that he was up indeed there. I wandered away the feast was tonight and I wondered if he would be at the feast.
I was packed for the trip home, I had an outfit out still for tomorrow but other than that I was packed.
I walked into the Great Hall, it was decorated in Slytherin colors. I looked over to the Griffindor table, Harry was there with Weasley and Granger. Dumbledore made a speech and awarded some last minute house points to Griffindor. I smiled when he mentioned Harry. I calculated the points, Griffindor was tied with Slytherin. Then Dumbledore gave some points to Longbottom for some silly reason. I wasn't upset about losing the house cup, but the fact that Granger, Weasley, and Longbottom had won the points miffed me. Had Harry himself won the entire hundred and seventy points, I would have been okay with losing the house cup to Griffindor.
We were boarding the train to go home. I saw Harry before he climbed on board. He met my gaze and smiled at me, I returned his smile before following the Slytherins to a compartment. It was going to be a very long summer without Potter.
(So, I have been thinking about writing this for a while but I wanted to finish the Outsiders ff I started and seriously, I lost interest in that, but I finished it with the chapter I wanted to finish it with. Review please. -Luvs Cassy.)