Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. JK Rowling owns it all. I just want to play in her world for a while...

Warnings: Its a slash story, so if you don't like it don't read it.

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Chapter 1:

Its nighttime, after dinner, Harry Potter found himself again wandering in the corridor of Hogwarts. It was only the third week of school and already things were crazy. Walking down the corridor he made his way for Astronomy tower. He knew his friends were disappoint with him but he didn't care what was his friends telling him, he was the person who was solely responcible for his godfather's death. He wanted to cry, he wanted to scream but he didn't have any mental strength to do that. Harry sighed wearillay and Sirius's happy, lovely, handsome face came swarming in front of his mental eye. He hated himself. He hated Voldemort. But he didn't care any more. Sometime he wished to jump from the astronomy tower and done with it but again he didn't care any thing any more. Ron and Hermione had tried to talk some sense in him but he didn't listen to them. He knew he was being dickhead to them but all Harry wished that they would leave him alone.

It was a miracle that he hadn't been cought by the caretaker or worse Snape.

The night was freezing cold, Harry thought that somehow, the biting coldness would give him a certain feeling of living: a feeling he had scarcely had in the last months since Sirius had died. Everything seemed empty and meaningless. Here, he could really feel that his life had been lost somewhere along the way.

He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his muggle jeans as he allowed his feet to carry him on the route of the tower around the school's darkened halls.

Suddenly he collided with a very warm, hard wall and was knocked promptly to his arse.

Harry looked up and saw Draco Malfoy was staring down at him. "Fucking Malfoy" Harry mumbled as he picked himself off the floor.

"Well, well, well," Draco drawled out. "What have we here?"

Harry groaned silently. Fate was really mad with him for none other than Draco bloody Malfoy found him. Suddenly he wants to be found by Snape than the git.

Flashback of the trains event came to Harry's mind and he scowled at the blond. He thought Malfoy would be total prat and would make Harry's life a living hell but for Harry's surprise all Malfoy do was avoiding Harry like a plague.

And now the said blond stood in front him like he own the castle. Hate begun to bubble in him. Harry want to strike, he want rip something off. With some difficulty Harry stop himself to launche at the boy.

''What do you want you fucking Death Eater?'' He spat at Malfoy. At this Malfoy's jaw tightened and his eyes widened

''If I'm you I will watch my mouth Potter'' Draco Mafoy said dangerously to Harry

''Its a good thing that I'm not you'' said Harry mockingly.

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