Author's Note
Ok, this is a Harry/Draco pairing. If that kind of thing offends you then this probably is not the story for you.
I have not written any stories in years so please be patient and kind with me as I write this.
No hate mail please! I am not J.K. Rowling. I know my writing has faults so I'm welcome to any thoughts, ideas, concerns, or suggestions but please no rudeness.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! It all belongs to the queen of writing herself J.K. Rowling.

Old Foes, New Beginnings

I'm movin' on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
There comes a time in everyone's life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone

I'm moving on by Rascal Flatts

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"Harry! Hurry up or we will be late!" Hermione ushered as she shoved them both on the train.
"Geez Hermione careful on the jumper! Mum just bought this." Ron whined as Hermione gave a rather blunt pull on his arm.
"Yeah we still have 10 minutes before the train leaves you know" Harry patiently informed her.
"Better safe then sorry" Hermione replied in a sing-song voice.

The gang found an empty compartment near the end of the train and made themselves comfortable. As the train began to take off Hermione and Ron started to talk amidst themselves, leaving Harry to his thoughts. In all honesty Harry was not as thrilled to be attending another year as his friends were. He loved Hogwarts and part of him would always consider Hogwarts his home. It had served as a escape for him when he had none. However, given everything that has happened, he did not believe it really…necessary. He had just defeated one of the darkest wizards in history, what more did everyone want from him?

"Harry did you hear me?"
Harry jerked out of his reverie by Ron, who was staring at him worriedly.
"Are you ok mate?"
"Yeah. Fine. Just tired is all." Harry lied. It was pointless to try and talk to Ron or Hermione about how he felt. It always ended with him being sympathized or told off. Neither was what he really felt like hearing everyday.
"Oh…ok. If you're sure. So do you think there will be quidditch this year?" Ron asked, excitement shining in his eyes again.
"I dunno…I hadn't thought about it. I hope so." He pondered.

He really did wish there would be. Quidditch was always a welcome distraction, and he was going to need a lot of that to get through this year. Hermione, who had been silently listening to the whole ordeal, just 'tsk'd' and muttered something along the lines of 'boys' under her breath. She went back to reading her book, but kept stealing glances at Harry.
After about 30 minutes of silence, they all got up to start changing into their robes. One thing they all could agree on, was how weird it felt to be in Hogwarts uniform again.

"You know, I heard that they were thinking about letting 8th years wear whatever they wanted this year." Ron informed as they sat back down.
"Why didn't they?" Harry inquired curiously.
"I dunno…probably just thought it would draw more attention." Ron guessed.
"Well I'm glad they decided not to. I actually missed the feel of these robes!" Hermione cried out indignantly. Ron rolled his eyes.
"Oh c'mon Hermione, don't be so uptight! Let your hair down now and again yeah?"
Hermione's face turned red and she slapped Ron repeatedly over the head with her book
"YOU….COMPLETE…..ARSE….RONALD…WEASLEY" She yelled in between smacks.

Harry smiled to himself. He had definitely missed their bickering. It had only just occurred to him that this would be the first time he would attend Hogwarts without a shadow of death hanging over his shoulders. Maybe this year he would finally have a chance at a normal life. He could joke and laugh with his friends and teachers with no worries. Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Ron how about a quick game of chess before the train arrives?" Harry challenged him after he recovered from his beating. Ron grinned.
"Your on mate!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and continued reading her book.

As the train rolled into Hogsmeade, the game ended on 2 stalemates. Ron insisted he could have beat Harry if he really wanted to, whilst Harry swore that the moving and noise from the train clouded his focus. The 3 of them happily jumped off the train.
Harry could see Hagrid in the distance, directing the first years to the boats as usual. It almost hurt from missing it so much. He vowed to visit Hagrid first chance he got.

"Harry!" a voice behind them screamed. As Harry turned he was pulled into a spine cracking hug from a beaming Neville. Luna, and Ginny were also with him. Luna looking just as dreamy as always and Ginny looking in pretty high spirits. They all hugged and laughed as they began catching up with each other while walking to the threstral drawn carriages.
"How ya been Harry?" Neville asked excitedly. It was still hard to believe that this was the same Neville Harry met first year. He had grown so much. Harry couldn't help but think how proud his parents would be if they were still in their right minds.
"Great Neville thanks. How about you?" Harry smiled weakly. He was exhausted. He didn't get any sleep the night before because he was too busy being persuaded by the weasleys to even come.
"Never better! Ah…I'm looking forward to this year. I can't believe we were given a chance to come back!" Neville exclaimed.
"Hmm…I wonder who else decided to repeat their last year" Hermione wondered aloud to the everyone.
"Well I know Seamus, Dean, Lee, and Padma returned…someone else returned but your not going to like who." Ginny informed them quietly
"Who?" Ron asked excitedly, seeming to relish in the gossip.
"Draco Malfoy"
Everyone was silent.
"I've been looking forward to the feast. Haven't you?" Luna murmured softly to the rest of them. At that exact moment, Ron's stomach growled in agreement.

Ok well there it is! The first chapter. I'm sorry it's so short. I'm gonna try to make longer chapters in the future. This just seemed like a good place to end it. Review and let me know what you think!