Chapter 1

A New Beginning

"We're 'ere Mister Potter" said Stan waking Harry up from his nap.

Harry Potter sat up and stretched, his body aching from spending hours curled up on the hard beds on the Knight Bus. He noticed Draco and Blaise were already up.

He got out his moleskin wallet he'd received from Hagrid and was about to ask the price when Stan shook his head and held up his hand.

"Think of it as a gift for killin' You-Know-Who. 'E was a nasty one I tell ya, worse than bloody Sirius Black!"

Harry flinched at the name of his deceased god father but other wise showed no emotion. The fact that Sirius Black was innocent wasn't very well known throughout the Wizarding World. The Ministry kept saying they would reveal Black's true loyalties after the news of Voldemorts defeat died down. Harry thought they kept it quiet because they didn't want the world knowing they were a stupid bunch of dunderheads.

He quickly muttered his thanks before levitating his trunk with Draco following behind him.

Surprisingly, Harry and Draco had become fast friends after the war finished with the Malfoy's back in their elite social circles after Harry's testament that Narcissa Malfoy had actually saved his life. Of course, the Malfoys had to still donate millions of galleons but they were otherwise safe from Azkaban.

The Lestranges were an entirely different story. Bellatrix and Rodolphus had shrieked and moaned and laughed manically about their dead master. Bellatrix had even gone to the point that she said she would rather be fed to a hippogriff then live without her beloved master.

And that's exactly what happened.

The Lestranges were transfigured into ferrets and fed to Buckbeak. But Buckbeak had only eaten half of them before turning his beak up in disgust and strutting away. Ron said it was because they tasted strange. No pun intended.

"You actually bought this Potter! Honestly, Gryffindor are the epitome of idiocy! I swear the house elves cupboards are better than this!

Brought out of his memories by Draco, Harry looked at the house he'd bought. It was a small weatherboard cottage with a brick roof. It would have been a nice home but the white paint was slowly pealing away and the roof tiles were cracked and the garden looked wilder than Hermione having a bad hair day.

The house was isolated from the rest of the small town. Forks, Harry had learnt, had a population of less than 2000. Blaise and Draco had been ecstatic to learn there were hardly any muggles but there moods had dampened exceedingly fast when Harry told them they'd have to attend high school.

"But Potter!" Draco had whined acting like the spoilt pureblood he was "I already graduated from Hogwarts and beside you can't really expect me to go to a place with all those bloody muggles!"

When Harry had ignored him Blaise continued "Bloody hell Potter! You're worse than the Dark Lord and Hermione Granger put together!

But despite all there whining Harry was persistent on them going to high school and said that if they didn't like it they could go back to the Wizarding World. Harry, Draco and Blaise had all taken a 'vacation' from the Wizarding World after the defeat of Voldemort. They had both decided that they needed to get away from the crazy fans and media, namely Rita Skeeter.

Skeeter had decided to get her own revenge on the Golden Trio and had started making up stories suggesting they were having an affair together and that it was no longer the 'Golden Trio' but the 'Golden Threesome'.

Draco confessed to almost peeing himself when he read the headline that day, until he turned the page and saw a photo of Blaise and himself in a rather compromising position. That photo had put him in a foul mood all week, because not only had the Wizarding world found out he was gay but Blaise had refused to talk to him for days and then he'd had to deal with Pansy throwing a fit when she found out that the two hottest guys in Slytherin were gay. Pansy had shrieked worse than Bellatrix had and went on and on about Purebloods and the disgrace they were bringing to Slytherin and how Draco was supposed to love her.

Draco's response to that had been to snog Blaise senseless in front of everyone in the Great Hall.

Snape's eyebrows had risen to his hairline while Dumbledore choked on one of his beloved lemon drops. They had obviously not read the daily prophet yet. Trelawney had then said she'd had a 'prediction' about two dark mysterious boys who'd fall in love.


Blaise nudged Harry when he just stood there but he didn't respond so he stole the keys and opened the house door. He stepped inside and groaned. It was even worse on the inside. There was dust everywhere, broken appliances and things even Draco couldn't identify.

Merlin's beard!, Draco thought as he stepped in after Blaise, what in the world is that! He voiced the question aloud and was surprised to hear Harry respond.

"That is a television. It's from Hermione. She wrote a letter" he said rummaging through his pockets. "Here look"

Dear boys,

I've already seen the house and the town and I have to admit I'd rather spend a week at headquarters then live here!

So that you don't die of boredom I've sent you a television and some muggle brochures with new electronic devices (Ask Harry) but if I hear of anyone of you slacking off at school I will take everything away and make your lives a living hell! Professor McGonagall said I can do anything in my power (that's legal) to make sure you pass high school. She also said that she'll be visiting regularly to make sure your grades are alright and if you're failing you'll have to study with Professor Snape!

Love,

Hermione

"So" Draco drawled "I still don't get what on earth a bloody television is" Blaise nodded in agreement.

Harry frowned "I thought you took Muggle studies"

Blaise rolled his eyes "You didn't think I actually listened did you?"

Harry's brow furrowed even more "Then how did you pass. I heard you got an 'E'".

Draco sighed and shook his head at Harry. "We're Slytherins" he said in a tone that suggested he was talking to a daft child "We don't always play by the rules".

Harry's eyes widened "You cheated on your OWL's!"

Blaise smirked "I'd shut up if I were you. You're starting to sound like Granger".

Harry shook his head "If we ever did that Hermione would kill us! Not to mention McGonagall" he said darkly.

Blaise smiled and shrugged "You could have been a Slytherin. The hat gave you the choice."


"Potter, I want one of these as well" Draco said pointing to a top of the range BMW.

Harry nodded and added it to the list. They'd been looking at the brochures for hours. Blaise and Draco had been rather reluctant at first to look at "muggle stuff" but soon got into it and now wanted everything from I-pods to vibrating chairs.

They were now looking through car magazines and Draco wanted absolutely everything.

Harry looked at the clock it was almost midnight and they were enrolling in school tomorrow. "We need to get some sleep" he said "It's nearly midnight!" but the two purebloods ignored him.

Harry sighed "You're worse than Mr Weasley"

That got a reaction out of the pair "What!" Draco cried enraged "You're comparing me to that…that…blood traitor!"

Blaise remained quiet but the look on his face was more murderous than Snape's.

"Well" Harry said, sensing danger "Cheerio! I'm off to bed"