Disclaimer: Nope not mine, belongs to J.k Rowling and company.
A/N: Howdy y'all, second fic! Though it was started before my other one, lol. There will be a new chapter every week, well, that's what I'm aiming for :) Review please, I'll give you cookies!
Boom! The cauldron exploded in a mass of slimy blue goo. Everyone jumped at the noise then looked around trying to figure out where it had come from. The sight that met their eyes was one of hilarity. For stood in front of his desk, covered from head to toe in the blue slim, stood the usually immaculate, Draco Malfoy. He had a look of pure shock on his face, his mouth was done in the form of a little "o". As if a silencing spell had been broken, the whole class interrupted in hysterics as one. Suddenly, a blue glow started around Draco.His hair was swept back off his face like a strong wind was blowing through it, his arms spread apart slightly, as did his legs and he started hovering about a foot in the air.
The blue glow grew stronger then exploded outwards in a rush of bright light. As soon as it had appeared, it was gone. Everyone was dazed for a few seconds then all attention returned once again to Draco Malfoy. What everyone saw shocked them. For instead of a seventeen year old Draco, there stood a small child, a terrified small child, again as one, everyone burst out laughing, everyone except for one Harry Potter. Harry was suddenly angry. When he looked at the child, he didn't see the aristocratic bastard that had taunted them for years, no, he saw a helpless child that had un-shed tears in his eyes. He saw the childs supposed friends laughing at him, he saw the potions Master, one Professor Snape standing stock still with another look of pure shock on his face. The childlike Draco gave out a small whimper and hung his head. Harry saw one tear escape his silver eyes and run down his cheek.
At seeing that, Harry decided enough was enough. He slammed his potions book, which he had previously been reading from, onto his desk and pushed his chair back with enough force that it fell to the ground. Everyone stopped laughing again and looked at him curiously. Harry ignored them and made his way over to the quietly sobbing Draco. He kneel-ed down in-front of him and gently placed his hand on Draco's arm.
"Draco, look at me. Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" Harry asked quietly, so as not to scare him any further. Draco peeked out from beneath his bangs, he sniveled once before saying in a shaky voice,
"H-how do you know my name?" He said it so quietly that Harry had to lean in to hear it.
"I know alot about you Draco, Do you remember me? My name is Harry." He asked tentivily.
"N-no, I k-know n-no one by that name, Father does, h-he says that there's a b-bad wizard that will hurt me if I don't be-have. But he's a y-young man, like me. Father says that I'll go to w-wizard school with him and I'll have to fight back, 'cause then he won't h-hurt me. When I'm bad now, Father s-says that the punishments are because He told him to do it." Draco stumbled his way through his sentence. Harry had a really bad feeling after hearing this. But he had to be sure.
"Draco, who is He? I mean whats his full name?" Harry asked gently.
"I-I'm not supposed to say it, it will make father mad. W-where am I? I-I was supposed to stay in the dungeons, if he comes back and I'm not there, I-I-I-I..." Draco broke off his sentence as he gave a heart wrenching sob. Harry silently opened his arms and Draco ran into them. His arms wrapped around Harry's neck and Harry huddled him close to his body. He rocked him back and forward and whispered soothing things to try and comfort him. Harry craddled the small child to his body and stood. Finally Snape snaped out of hie rever and stepped forward.
"Mr. Potter, give me Mr. Malfoy." Snape demanded in his monotone voice.
Upon hearing this Draco jerked back. "Your...your...your Harry Potter." He said in a horrified voice. "P-please don't hurt me, p-please."
Suddenly the whole class gasped collectivly. They had all figured it out.
"No Draco, I promise I won't hurt you, listen to me. I'm not bad, I swear I'm not. I won't punish you, I promise. Look at me Draco, please." Harry begged.
Draco was shaking rather violently but hearing such a calm, pleading voice coming from his "Enemy" confused him.
Draco stared into the emerald green eyes of the boy before him. All he could see was trust.
He gave heart wrenching sob and threw his full body weight towards Harry, wrapping his arms aroud his neck and deciding there and then that he could be trusted. Draco ahd never seen that emotion in another persons' eyes. Not even his Mothers, and definitly not his Fathers.