Disclaimer: I, being who I am in sound body and mind, proclaim that I do not own any of these Harry Potter characters expect the one's I make up. Now, if I did own them, you think I would spend my free time writing fan fiction? Think about it...

ATTENTION: This story contains slash. Sooner I hope more than later, on the R/NC-17 level... is that allowed? Oh, the joy of freedom of speech...and writing for that matter. Enjoy :)

Broken Smile

by: Far From Lonely

Chapter 1: Reunion

Draco suddenly woke up, glistening with sweat and panting. The same nightmare again. Lord Voldemort using the cruciatus curse on him over and over again because he had rejected his offer to join the Death Eaters. Draco had no interest in being a Death Eater, a slave to Voldemort. His self-pride wouldn't sustain it. His father, now in jail because he was caught in a Death Eater raid lead by Professor Lupin, Moody, and surprisingly Harry Potter, did not yet know of his true desire not to join the Death Eaters. Of course, he wouldn't take the news very well. It would be surprising in the least, to survive him, let alone Lord Voldemort. Draco can still remember that day. What had Potter said to him? "Don't put faith in things you don't believe in. Choose your own path." Draco was deeply surprised by the intensity in Potters' eyes; like Potter already knew his decision not to join his father and Voldemort. Draco's simple response, "I have already chosen my own path." Harry had only given him smirk as they left with Lucius Malfoy's unconscious body. But he wasn't supposed to know. The anonymous tip was supposed to remain anonymous. After all, Draco couldn't turn his father in, and actually say it was he who did it.

Since that night, over the summer Draco had been sent letters, from three of the least likely correspondents his Malfoy blood would allow. Weasley, Granger, and Harry Potter. How the hell did they know! Of course Harry would have told his two best friends in the world what had taken place that night. But why suddenly try and befriend Draco?

Draco sat up in bed, swung his feet around to the edge and just sat there. Too many things were running through his mind. With summer break coming to a close, he would have to go back to school. Everyone knew already where his father was, Azkaban prison, but how many people know that it was he who turned him in? Would they think him a coward? Afraid even... was he?

Draco heard a tapping on his bedroom window. He looked to see a snow-white owl drenched with water. It was pouring down outside. Rare for a summer night. He walked to the window and opened it. Hedwig hooted thankfully and flew over to land on a perch next to Draco's eagle, Nexsus. Draco looked at the letter dropped on his bed.

"What does the amazing Potter have to say now?"

Draco sat on his bed and opened the letter and began to read.

Draco,

How are you doing? I hope all is well at the manor. As you know, school will be starting soon. If people there give you a hard time (I know how you Slytherins can be) just remember that you have me, Ron, and Hermione to fall back on. Forgive and forget, right? See you soon.

-Harry.

p.s. Can't wait to kick your ass in Quidditch.

"Oh joy."

Draco flopped on his bed and just stared at the letter. It was amazing how things had changed so much over the summer. He was now friends with Harry Potter. The animosity just wasn't there anymore. All those years of childish antics seemed pointless now. People were at war. There were more important things to worry about. Draco pulled out ink and quill and a bit of parchment and eagerly began to write Harry back.

Potter,

I know how Slytherins can be. I am one after all lunk head. And also, Malfoy's don't fall back...they get revenge. Have a nice day.

-D. Malfoy

p.s. We'll see who kick whose ass this year scar head.

Draco smirked and folded up the letter and tied it to Hedwig's leg. He sent her on her way and went back to bed. This time, dreaming of something entirely different.

The Hogwarts Express platform was bustling with activity as many students bid their parents farewell. It was a bright, cheerful day, and Harry was glad to finally be headed back to what he considered home.

"HARRY!"

Harry turned around and was suddenly engulfed in a crushing hug.

"Harry! It's so good to see you! How was your summer? I hope your aunt and uncle weren't to nasty to you!"

Harry smiled, happy to see his friend again.

"Well, you know how they can be."

Harry spotted Ron walking towards them with the biggest grin on his face. He patted Harry on the back.

"Hey man! Good to see you! Hermione, get off him. He can hardly breath with you crushing him like that!"

"Shush Ron. I'm not crushing him, I'm just hugging him."

"Uh, actually, I stopped feeling my legs twenty seconds ago." Harry responded. At first he wasn't going to say anything, but since Ron had already started, might as well speak up. Hermione let him go but still smiled. Then she turned to Ron and did exactly the same thing.

"Damn woman! Have you been working out over the summer!"

"RON! I missed you too!"

Harry laughed as Ron blushed under Hermione's grasp. "Have you guys seen Draco?"

Ron was the first to response. He had been looking for Draco too. "No mate, haven't seen him. Maybe he's on the train already. We should get on too."

"Can you believe this is our last year?" Hermione asked them.

"Finally! I'm sick of all the exams. Who do the teachers think they are! They don't have the right to test me! It's all rubbish!"

Hermione gave him a disapproving look. "Oh, honestly Ron!"

"What!"

The three of them all walked onto the crowed train. It was packed with students all running around, loading stuff, and finding empty compartments.

"Well, Harry. This is where we part. I'm off to my death." Ron said, as Hermione slapped his arm.

"You should feel lucky they made you head boy Ronald!"

"Yeah, responsibility! What a great luck that is. See ya later Harry. Herm and me have to go up front for some pointless meeting. I'll come back and look for ya."

"Sure Ron. See you guys later." As they walked to the front, Harry went to the back. He looked in every compartment until he found Draco. He had lost all hope until finally, the very last one held a particular blond hair boy sitting there, alone. Harry grinned and took a moment to just stare at him. He was looking out the window, at nothing in particular. His stunning blond hair had grown out over the summer and it was falling down into his eyes. His skin was flawless and his eyes….his eyes were like silver pools of mercury. Harry was in awe. Here he was ogling Draco on the train, his newfound crush. He had already promised Ron, Hermione, and himself that this year, he would let Draco know just how he felt.

"Draco!"

Draco looked up to see a genuine smile on Harry's face and couldn't help but grin back. They had only started hanging out that summer, but it seemed much longer.

"Potter. What are you so happy about?"

"Just glad to be back and to see you of course!" Harry smiled.

That answer took Draco off guard. He looked at Harry as if he was up to something. What, he didn't know. But this was really odd to him. Draco kept his cool though.

Harry sat down his trunk and took a seat right in front of Draco.

"Well, I am rather charming and wealthy. I guess it's to be expected that you would miss me."

Harry smiled at Draco's playful banter. "You haven't changed a bit."

"Can't say the same for you. You look a bit different from the last time I've seen you. Did you get cursed or something?"

"Ha ha ha. No. I went on vacation."

"Hmm, that explains the tan. But it doesn't explain that stupid grin on your face. I think your face is broke Potter. You should have it checked out."

Harry just continued to grin.

"Ok Potter. Now you're just creeping me out. Quit smiling at me."

"Is it not legal to smile at Draco Malfoy?"

"No, its not. Not if you don't want to get hexed from here to Canada. What gives? Was your vacation really that great?"

"I guess so. It was really great getting away from my aunt and uncle. They are pretty cruel. But just one mention of a pig tail and matching ears, and they let you on your way."

"I don't get it."

Harry chuckled. He kept forgetting that many inside jokes that he would usually share with Hermione and Ron would not mean the same for Draco. He wasn't on all those adventures with Harry like Ron and Hermione. Harry just thought, "Well, better make some more adventures with him…and only him."

"I guess I shouldn't expect you to."

"Where's the rest of the Gryffindor trio? Weasel and Granger finally confess their love for each other and are currently having a snog in a near by compartment?" Harry smiled. He loved Draco's unusual since of humor.

"Hardly. They have some sort of meeting. Head boy and girl stuff."

"Hmm. I can see it now. The year that Hogwarts committed suicide; the year they made Weasel head boy. But I guess he should feel incredibly lucky."

"Why do you say that?"

"Granger and Weasel get their own rooms now, don't they?"

"Where's your mind?"

"In the gutter, where it belongs."

Harry looked up and his smile was instantly replaced with a glare. Draco noticed and looked up as well. The last people he wanted to see had just walked into his compartment.

"Draco. Didn't know you associated with Gryffindor's on the regular bases now, Potter nonetheless. Scraping the bottom of the barrel are we?" Pansy said, smirking, flanked by Draco's ex cronies, Crabbe and Goyle.

"Parkinson. Who let you out of your cage?" Draco replied, keeping his cool. He glanced at Harry to his face fully covered in rage. What was he so enraged about?

"I'd get out right now if I were you three."

"Making threats so early in the year Potter?"

"Why don't you mind your own fucking business and leave us alone."

Pansy sneered and made a move to take out her wand. Harry and Draco were already on their feet with their wands out. Crabbe and Goyle, a bit slower, took theirs as well. With all their wands pointed at each other, Pansy smiled.

"Looks like the odds are against you Draco."

"Parkinson. You're an idiot. Crabbe and Goyle couldn't throw a hex if the collective will of every person on this train helped them."

"Is there a problem here?"

They all turned towards the voice. Draco and Harry grinned. The odds weren't against them after all. Pansy frowned and put her wand away, as did Crabbe and Goyle.

"No, there's no problem at all. Just saying hello to an old friend." And with that, the three of them walked away back to their own compartment.

"Talk about timing Ron."

"I guess being Head Boy does have its advantages."

Many hours had passed. Ron and Hermione had left the compartment and only Draco and Harry remained. The sun was setting and Draco continued to look out the window. Harry watched as the orange glow from the setting sun reflected off of Draco's pale skin. He just watched, mesmerized by how angelic Draco looked at that moment. Draco took his view off the window and looked at Harry to find him already looking at him. Harry had the most peculiar look on his. Draco couldn't place it so he spoke up instead.

"What is it?"

"It's, just now, you looked so…."

"So what?"

"Beautiful."

Now Draco knew what that look was, a look of complete longing, and it was coming form Harry Potter. Draco didn't know how to react to such an answer. Harry had been acting weird the whole ride. This must all be a joke. Harry just wants to play with his mind. Draco smirked and continued to look out the window.

"Funny Potter. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were coming on to me."

"Would that be so bad?"

He did it again. Draco turned and looked at Harry. He soon realized that Harry wasn't fooling around, he was dead serious. Before Draco could respond, Harry got up, "I have to change into my robes," and left the compartment.

A/N: Well, that's the first chapter. Thanks for reading and please review. I love to know what you guys think! ;)