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Chapter 7: Hogwarts at Last!

Anything in Italics is from the actual book

The rest of the month passed quickly for Draco. The two boys spent a lot of time away from the house, mainly practicing their defense spells or just talking. Draco learned that Harry had no memories of his parents, and only remembered a flash of green and a burning pain on his forehead.

Draco tried to control himself when they had to be around Harry's relatives, but after a week and a half of being together, Dudley had opened Harry's bedroom door to see the boys snogging. He had run from the room, and when Dursley found out, there was a major yelling match, but was quickly stopped when Draco came in.

After about another week, the Dursley's had finally stopped glaring at Harry for being even more abnormal, but started ignoring him. They didn't look at him unless he was talking to them.

"Draco?" Harry asked one day a few days before they started school. They were lying on the bed, supposedly sleeping, but instead were just cuddling. "What if I don't do well in school? I know you said I was really good at picking up spells, but what about everything else? I don't have a good memory, and I can't memorize potion ingredients. I-" he was cut off by Draco.

"Harry, don't worry. In the week left, I can teach you some more potion stuff," Draco said, stroking the other's raven hair. "The potion's master is my godfather, and he has taught me a lot about potions. He's a good man. You'll do fine."

Harry nodded, but then said, "what if we are in different houses? You said you would probably be in Slytherin, but my parents were in Gryffindor. What if I'm in their house and you're in Slytherin? Will we be able to see each other?"

Draco hugged the younger boy tightly. "Harry, even if we are in different houses, it won't change a thing. I love you," he said, then froze. It was the first time he said it, and wasn't sure how Harry would take it.

Harry looked up and smiled slightly shocked. "I love you to, Dray," Harry said softly, and this time he was the one to lean in to kiss the older boy.

They sat there for a little while until they separated for air. "Harry, don't worry. You'll be wonderful in school. I'm sure you will do great in class. I'll be there to help you," Draco whispered and Harry smiled, finally reassured. "I believe you Dray," he said softly before falling asleep.

Draco smiled at the green-eyed boy. Goodnight babe. He thought before following him to sleep.

It was the first of September, and Harry was panicking. Draco was watching him, trying to calm him down, but wasn't having any luck. "Harry, calm down. We still have about 2 hours before the train leaves. We still have time," Draco said, taking Harry's hand and squeezing it. "C'mon, let's get our trunks into the car and we'll go."

Harry nodded and Draco levitated their trunks down the stairs. "Well, c'mon boy, we have no time! Dudley's appointment is at noon!" Dursley shouted, and then started the car. Draco and Harry got the trunks loaded and sat in the back with Dudley, who was trying hard to get away from the boys.

In the short ride to King's Cross station, Harry's panic attack was going again. Draco was holding his hand securely, but it wasn't doing much help.

Draco chuckled silently to himself. "Harry, you really need to relax. You'll be fine," he said quietly to him, not mentioning the small butterflies in his own stomach. Harry nodded, but still held tightly onto Draco's hand, not letting go until they got to King's Cross.

Dursley waited until the trunks were out of the car, and then pealed it out of the parking lot. Draco shook his head, and helped Harry with his trunk, quietly making it feather-light. "Make sure you make it look like it's still heavy, alright?" Draco said, and Harry nodded.

They walked into the station, and got to the barrier the same time as a group of redheads. "…packed with muggles…" Draco heard the mother say.

Harry was looking around curiously, and saw the group. "Dray, are they magical too? They have an owl, and the mother said 'muggles'. Are they?" Harry asked, motioning to them.

Draco studied them, and realized it was the Weasleys. "Yeah, they're the Weasleys. My dad works with their dad. I don't know much about them, except for them being poorer than dirt, and that the dad loves muggles," Draco said, shrugging.

Harry frowned slightly. "Can I talk to them? Is that alright? I would like some more friends before I start Hogwarts," he said, turning to Draco and pleading. Draco smiled softly and said, "I don't mind. I barely know them, and all I know is from Father. I'd like to know them a bit better before I judge them anymore."

Harry nodded and they went through the barrier. Harry looked around in awe. "Is this real, Dray? I'm not dreaming right?" he asked. Draco laughed slightly. "No, babe. This is real. Your not dreaming." he answered, and Harry nodded, still slightly doubtful.

Draco looked around and noticed Blaise standing with his mother and current stepfather. "Hey, Harry, there's Blaise. You want to get our stuff onto the train and go talk to him?" Draco asked and Harry nodded again.

They went to the train and bumped into two people. "Oops, sorry. You alright?" one of them said, and Draco stood back to see the Weasley twins. "I'm alright. Sorry for bumping into you," Harry said softly.

The one who had apologized before shrugged and Harry brushed his hair off his forehead in a nervous way. "Hey, what was that?" the other one said, and pointed to Harry's head.

Draco knew what was happening, but didn't interrupt. He knew that Harry would have to get used to staring, even if he didn't like it. "What's what?" Harry asked, his hand going to his head.

"Was that a scar?" the first one said, and Harry blinked in realization. "Oh, yeah. It was." he said, and the twins looked at each other. "Are you Harry Potter?" they asked at the same time, and Harry blushed.

"Um, yeah, I am," he said softly and they stared at him a bit. At that moment, they heard the mother say, "Fred? George? Are you there?"

"Coming mum" one of them said and after another glance at Harry left.

"Dray, what was that about? I know I'm famous, Hagrid and you told me that, but I didn't know I'd get a reaction like that!" Harry said, agitated. "I don't like it when people stare at me."

Draco sighed and helped Harry lift his trunk into the train. "Harry, every person in the wizarding world knows your name. You are the Boy-Who-Lived. The only person who survived the Killing Curse and Voldemort. Of course you are going to get reactions like that," Draco said. "Now, what about going to talk to Blaise?"

Harry nodded. If he keeps that up, he'll become a bobble head Draco thought to himself amused. They walked to the Zabinis and Draco spent a few minutes talking to Blaise's parents. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Zabini. How are you?" Draco asked politely.

"I'm good, Draco. How was your vacation?" Mrs. Zabini asked, and Draco realized that was the cover story his mother came up with. "It was good. I was very happy. But I'm also excited to go to school." he answered, and at that moment, the train whistle blew.

"Well, you had better get onto the train," Mrs. Zabini said, and kissed Blaise on the cheek. "Owl me soon. Tell me all about your first week or day." Mr. Zabini shook Blaise's hand and then Harry's and Draco. "Nice to meet you, young man. Good to see you again, Draco." he said and Harry smiled shyly at him. They turned and boarded the train. Draco and Harry got into the same compartment as Blaise went down the train to sit with Theodore Nott and Pansy Parkinson.

They sat down and were looking out the window when the compartment door opened. Draco turned and saw the youngest Weasley boy standing there, looking sheepish. "Can I sit here?" he asked, pointing to a seat near the door. "Everywhere else is full." Draco nodded offhandedly and Harry said, "Sure."

He sat down and glanced at Harry. He quickly looked away. Draco realized that the twins had spoken to their family. But before he could say anything, the door opened again.

"Hey Ron." the Weasley twins were back. "Listen, we're going down the middle of the train – Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there."

"Right," mumbled Ron.

"Harry," said the other twin, "did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And this is Ron, our brother. See you later, then"

All three of the boys said "Bye." they left and Ron turned to Harry. "Are you really Harry Potter?" Ron blurted out.

Harry blushed and nodded. "Oh – well, I thought it might be one of Fred and George's jokes," said Ron. Draco rolled his eyes. They must be pranksters then he thought.

"And have you really got – you know…" Draco rolled his eyes again. "Yes, he's got the scar." he said and Ron turned to him. "Who are you? You look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen you before," Ron said, confused. Draco smirked. "I'm Draco Malfoy. You've never seen me before, but I look like my Father." he said, and Ron got slightly red.

"Lucius Malfoy. But I thought he was a Death Eater. Why are you hanging around with Harry Potter?" Ron said, sneering slightly.

"Draco's my best friend, Ron. It's alright. He's been staying with me for a few weeks," Harry said hurriedly. "He's cool." Ron nodded his sneer fading.

"Well, if you can deal with him, I guess I can," Ron said. Before anything else was said, the food cart came. "Anything off the cart?" the plump witch said and Harry and Draco jumped up. Ron didn't move his ears slightly red.

Harry looked around, slightly confused. Draco just bought some pumpkin pasties and some juice. Harry bought some of everything except for the pasties.

"Hungry, are you?

"Starving," said Harry,taking a bit out of a pasty Draco had handed him. Draco looked at him a bit odd. "What? I just don't want to miss out on anything. I've never had any wizarding sweets," Harry said a bit defensively. Draco nodded in understanding.

"Hey, Ron? Do you want some? I don't think you really want to eat that," Draco said, seeing the lumpy package Ron had. He shook his head and said, "She always forgets I don't like corned beef."

Draco rolled his eyes and handed the ginger a pumpkin pasty. "Here, eat this then." he said, and Ron took one saying, "Thanks. You know, you're not anything like Dad said. He said you were just like a clone of your father."

Draco shook his head. "No, I'm not much like him. I only look like him." he explained and Ron nodded. He then changed the subject. "What's your Quidditch team?" he asked.

"Er – I don't know any," Harry confessed. Draco looked at him shocked, but then remembered the Dursleys. "What!" Ron looked dumfounded. "Oh, you wait, it's the best game in the world." Draco smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I played it all the time with Blaise. I'm hoping to get onto the team in second year," and Ron nodded.

Together, they explained to Harry what Quidditch was. Harry was listening completely excited. "My team is Ireland. Lynch is a really good Seeker," Draco said, and Ron shrugged. "Mine is the Chudley Cannons. They aren't the best, but I still support them," he said.

At that moment, the door opened and a girl their age came in. she had rather large teeth and a very large quantity of bushy hair. "Have any of you seen a toad? Neville Longbottom lost his." she said, her voice sounding very bossy. Harry and Ron shook their heads. "No, we haven't. If I were you, I'd look down the train, some Slytherins could have gotten it," Draco said. And she nodded.

She glanced around again and froze. "Are you Harry Potter?" she asked suddenly and Draco sighed internally. Harry nodded slightly and she smiled. "I've read all about you. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course. I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard – I've learned all our course books by heart of course, I just hope it will be enough. I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you?" she said really fast, looking at Ron and Draco.

"I'm Ron Weasley," Ron muttered.

"I'm Draco Malfoy," Draco said. How could she have memorized all of the course books already? There are about 7 books there, and they are really thick! She has got to have a really good memory Draco thought.

Hermione nodded and looked at Ron. "You have dirt on your nose, did you know that? And I'm sure we'll be at Hogwarts soon, so you should change," she said and left the compartment suddenly.

Draco shook his head and grabbed his robes. Harry and Ron did the same. They all changed, Draco and Harry comfortable with each other seeing as they've been changing in the same room for a month. I wonder what Ron would do if he found out that Harry and I were dating, Draco thought as they all sat down. Ron's robes were a bit too small on him, Draco could see his ankles.

They had eaten everything but the chocolate frogs, and Harry picked one up. "What are these? They're not really frogs, are they?" he asked a bit skeptical. Draco laughed. "No, it's just a charm. But they all have cards," he said, picking one up.

Ron nodded. "I've got about 500, but I haven't got Agrippa or Ptolemy." he said, and picked up one. "No, I've got Morgana again…Do you want it? You can start collecting."

Harry looked a bit shocked, but took it. Draco sat and ate the first frog he had, watching as Harry opened his. "So, this is Dumbledore!" he exclaimed. Draco looked at Harry incredulously as Ron said, "Don't tell me you've never heard of Dumbledore!"

Harry blushed and said, "Not really, Hagrid mentioned him to my relatives when he was telling me about being a wizard, said he was the best Headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen. But besides that, not really."

Draco shook his head. "Harry, what else do you not know about wizards?" Harry thought for a second. "Not much. I've only known about this world for about a month. Actually, only since my birthday. I've read my books, but they don't tell much," he said slowly.

Draco nodded understandingly. "I can understand that. The Dursley's are fat pigs who don't know what could happen if magic wasn't used. It's their fault, but Ron and I will help you, right Weasley?" Draco said, turning and looking pointedly at him. He nodded.

Harry smiled and said, "Thanks Dray, Ron. I was worried that since I didn't know anything about the wizarding world that I would be way behind the rest of the class."

Draco threw his arm around Harry's shoulders in a friendly way, but squeezed his arm so Harry knew he was giving comfort. "Don't worry; there are a lot of people who come from muggle families. Just like that Granger girl. You'll be fine." he said, and at that moment, the train started slowing.

"Hm, we must be nearly there," Ron said, standing and looking out the window. A voice echoed through the train: "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train; it will be taken to the school separately."

Draco's stomach clenched, but didn't let it show. Harry looked pale, and Ron was slightly green. The train stopped and they followed the other first years onto the platform.

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here! All right there, Harry?" Draco heard, and turned to see the Hagrid man standing, smiling at Harry.

"C'mon, follow me – any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! Firs' years follow me!" he said, and led the way down a steep, narrow path. "Yeh'll get yer firs' sight o' Hogwarts in a sec," Hagrid called over his shoulder, "jus' round this bend here."

Draco saw Harry stumble a bit, and took his hand beneath his robes. Harry squeezed his hand and kept walking. There was a loud, "Ooooh!" as they went around the bend, and saw a large castle on top of a large mountain. Even Draco was awed, and he'd lived in a large manor all his life.

"No more'n four to a boat!" Hagrid called, pointing to a fleet of little boats in the water by the shore. Draco and Harry climbed into one, followed by Ron and Neville Longbottom, Draco saw.

"Everyone in?" shouted Hagrid who had a boat to himself. "Right then – FORWARD!"

The boats started moving toward the castle. Draco had let go of Harry's hand so that they could board, but as they were sitting rather close in the small boat, he took his hand again, covered by his robes. Harry squeezed it.

They all got to the other shore, and they all got out. Draco looked around, but looked at Hagrid as he said, "Oy, you there? Is this your toad?"

"Trevor!" Neville said happily. Then they all walked up the path to the large doors. "Everyone here? You there, still got yer toad?"

Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.

Draco was slightly buffered back as the door swung open. A tall woman stood there, and he recognized her as Minerva McGonagall.

"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Thank you, Hagrid, I will take them from here." she said, and the door opened wider. Draco looked around as she led them through the entrance hall.This could almost fit the whole entire manor! Draco thought as they walked down the hall. Draco heard a loud rumble coming from a doorway on their right, but the professor led them to a smaller room.

They all went in, standing closer than they normally would have. Draco could feel Harry pressed against him, the younger boy slightly shaking.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your Houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your House will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your House, sleep in your House dormitory, and spend free time in you House common room.

"The four Houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each House has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your House points, while any rule breaking will lose House Points. At the end of the year, the House with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.

"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting.

Draco stood there as she looked at Ron and Neville. He saw Harry press his hand to his hair, but stopped him. "You look fine, Harry. Don't worry," Draco whispered in his ear and Harry smiled weakly at him.

She left the room and Harry asked, "How exactly do they sort us into Houses?" Draco said, "There's an old hat you wear and it looks into your brain and sees what traits you have. Then it'll shout the house you go to."

"Really?" Ron asked, looking slightly mad. "Fred said there's a test, something that hurts a lot!"

Draco looked at him amused. "And you believed him? They wouldn't do that because first years usually don't know how to do magic," he said, and Harry relaxed. At that time a whole bunch of gasps sounded and Draco looked around to see a couple dozen ghosts stream through the wall.

Draco wasn't impressed, he'd seen ghosts before, so he didn't listen much, preferring to watch Harry's emerald eyes as Harry watched them in awe.

Professor McGonagall stepped back in the room and sent the ghosts on their way. "Now form a line and follow me" she said, and led them of the room. Draco looked around, completely in awe. Even the Manor doesn't look like this when Mother does her parties! He thought. And that's saying something!

they all got to the front and there stood the Sorting Hat. They all watched it and the brim of if opened and the hat started to sing:

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

Everyone started clapping, and the hat bowed to the four houses and went still again. Draco smiled at Harry's shocked look. He nudged him and Harry quickly shut his mouth and smiled sheepishly at Draco.

Professor McGonagall opened a scroll and started calling names, starting with "Abbott, Hannah!" she went to Hufflepuff, as did the next name. A boy named Terry Boot went to Ravenclaw, as did the next one. Lavender went to Gryffindor. Draco saw an old friend, Millicent Bulstrode go to Slytherin, and smiled. Way to go Millie! He thought.

The roll kept going, and when Hermione Granger was called, she ran up to the hat and nearly jammed the hat onto her head. "GRIFFINDOR!" it shouted and Draco heard Ron groan.

Neville went up, and sat there for a long time until it shouted Gryffindor. Draco heard his name called and he walked up trying to seem like he wasn't nervous at all. The second the hat touched his head, it seemed to sigh and yell "SLYTHERIN" the second it touched his head. He smiled and walked over to his old friends.

Draco watched as more people went up until he heard Professor McGonagall say, "Potter, Harry!" Draco watched as Harry walked up slowly, hearing everyone around whisper, "Potter?" "Did she say Potter?" "The Harry Potter?"

The hat sat on his head for a couple seconds before shouting, "SLYTHERIN!" Draco's mind blanked before clapping with the rest of the Slytherins, though his House was a bit muted seeing as the savior who defeated most of their lord was sorted into their house.

Everyone around the hall was whispering, and even Dumbledore was looking shocked. Draco could see Severus Snape watch Harry, and he remembered that Snape didn't like Harry's father.

Harry walked over to the Slytherins warily. Ron was watching him shocked. Draco scooted over to make room for him. Harry sat down and tried to ignore the stares.

Professor McGonagall shook her head slightly and got on with the rest of the roll call. Ron was called and he sat there for only a moment before being sorted into Gryffindor. It kept going until "Zabini, Blaise" was called. He was sorted into Slytherin.

Dumbledore stood and everyone got quiet. "Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I'd like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

"Thank you!"

Draco shook his head. He must a bit mad. He's a genius, but he's mad! He thought and looked down to see the table covered in food. "Is he a bit mad, Draco?" Harry asked, still looking at Dumbledore oddly. Draco laughed and said, "He's a genius, but yes, he is a bit mad."

Harry nodded and suddenly realized the table was covered in food. "Where did this come from?" he asked shocked. Draco smiled and said, "I'm sure the house elves did it. Hungry?" Harry nodded and started piling food onto his plate.

They sat there for a while eating. Draco kept glancing at Harry, who was feeling a bit uncomfortable. He kept looking around, and was quite quiet. "Harry? Are you alright?" Draco asked, and Harry nodded quickly. Draco sighed. "Harry you are not alright, what's wrong? Is it the stares?" he asked.

Harry sighed. "Yes, I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable because at the Dursley's, everyone was told not to look at me cause I was dirty. I'm not used to it," he said, and Draco nodded.

"Well, you'll get used to it. I've been stared at for being a Malfoy, the son of a known Death Eater," Draco said, "and often with hate. You'll be looked at with awe because you saved the world for many more years of pain and terror. You helped everyone. So, don't feel too uncomfortable. It'll get better."

Harry nodded thankfully, and took Draco's hand under the table and squeezed it. "Thanks, Dray." he whispered, and turned back to the food. It had gone from the actual meal to desserts. Harry looked surprised again, but got some dessert.

Draco glanced at Snape who was watching him and Harry. Snape spelled something out with his fingers, and Draco nodded. They had a special way to speak as though Draco's father wouldn't know. He had said, Come to my office tomorrow morning, before breakfast. Password is 'Lily'.

Draco had an idea of what his godfather wanted to talk to him about, but didn't really want to think about it at the moment. he finished eating, and Dumbledore stood and almost at once, the room got quiet.

"Ahem- just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you.

"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well.

Draco saw him flick his eyes over to the Gryffindor table. The Weasley twins I'm guessing he thought wryly.

"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors.

"Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their House teams should contact Madam Hooch.

"And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."

Draco suddenly remembered what his father had been talking about the day Harry had come over.Does that have to do with Nicolas Flamel and his stone? And what type of stone is it? He thought but Harry was looking at him now.

"Is he serious about that?" he asked, slightly nervous. Draco thought for a second. "Probably. You'll have to ask a prefect, but I'm sure he knows what he's talking about." he answered, and Harry nodded.

Dumbledore had finished speaking, and the prefect, Marcus Flint, showed them down to the dungeons. "This is the common room. The password is 'superior,' don't forget," he said, and the door opened. Draco looked around, seeing the room glowing slightly green. He could tell it was under the lake, thus the glow.

"The boys' dormitories are on the right, the girls on the left. Breakfast is at 7 in the morning. Classes are at 8. Now scat," Marcus said, and the small group scattered. Harry and Draco went up to the first year dormitories with Blaise and Theodore Nott.

"Blaise, you already know Harry, but Theo, this is Harry Potter," Draco said. "Harry, this is Theodore Nott. He's one of my other friends." Draco turned to Theo and said, "Can you please not mess with Harry? He's a bit uncomfortable with it. Thanks. Come on Harry, let's get ready for bed."

Harry glanced at Theo and Blaise, who were already talking, pulling their night clothes out of their trunks. Draco pulled him over to their beds, which were right next to each other and across the room to the other boys.

They pulled on their night clothes and got into bed. Draco quietly cased a spell making it seem like they were in bed. But instead, Draco had walked over quietly to Harry's bed, and kissed him gently

"Dray? What are you doing? Aren't they going to see?" Harry whispered against Draco's lips.

"Don't worry; I cast a spell so they can't see us. I've missed you all day. Just for a minute though, okay babe?" Draco said, and Harry nodded and leaned forward for a second.

A couple seconds later they pulled away slightly breathless, and Draco whispered, "Goodnight, Rhy."

Harry looked at him confused before realizing that was a shortened version of 'Harry'. Then he smiled. "Goodnight babe," he whispered back.

Draco got a warm feeling in his chest, seeing as that was the first time Harry ever called him anything other than Draco or Dray. He leaned forward and kissed the younger boy again. Then he smiled at him and went to his bed. As soon as Harry had the curtains closed, Draco canceled the spell and lay down.

He closed his eyes and thought about his boyfriend. He knew that Harry would have a hard time in school, but he vowed to himself that he would be there helping him the whole time. And with that thought, Draco fell asleep, with green eyes and dark hair floating in his dreams.

A/N: and there it is! :D glad I could update today, only reason why I got to upload today is because of my birthday today. I'm finally 15 years old! :D yes, lol. I love you all and I'll upload again soon! But if not, its cause school starts soon, so yeah. :D review please!

(Today is July 30th, the day before Harry Potter's birthday. I thought it was ironic that my birthday is before his and I absolutely love the books! Lol.)