New A/N: I've desided to continue this fan fic so I've gone back over the first 6 chapters and done a bit of editing. I'll try and get the 7th chapter out as soon as I can.(for some reason this chapter isn't formating right when I uplode it but all the others look better...)

A/N(Please read!): Hi, this is my first time posting of well that's not true... I posted once but I took in down like 3 days latter cuz it sucked... But anyway I'm a biig Slyth/Draco/Snape fan, but not Draco/Snape cuz that's just... ewwww nasty... This fan fic came about because I think Harry would have made a much cooler Slyth and it could have easily happened in my opinion.

This first chapter follows very close to the book (a lot is take directly form it) and it starts when Harry first met Draco. Everything that happened before this happened more or less the same as it did in the books.

Disclaimer: Yes I own it all, Mwahaha! O.o

Chapter 1

Harry entered Madam Malkin's shop alone, feeling nervous. Madam Malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve.

"Hogwarts, dear?" she said, when Harry started to speak. "Got the lot here - another young man being fitted up just now, in fact".

In the back of the shop, a boy with pale, pointed face was standing on a footstool while a second witch pinned up his long black robes. Madam Malkin stood Harry on a stool next to him, slipped a long robe over his head, and began to pin it to the right length.

"Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts, too?"

"Yes" said Harry.

"My father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," said the boy. He had a rather bored tone to his voice. "Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow"

Harry was slightly reminded of Dudley but was a lot more interested in what in the world this boy was talking about.

"Have you got your own broom?" the boy went on.

"No," said Harry.

"Play Quidditch at all?"

"No," Harry said again, wondering what on earth Quidditch could be.

"I do - Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree. Know what house you'll be in yet?"

"No," said Harry, wishing that he could ask what this boy was talking about with out sounding like a complete idiot.

"Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been - imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave wouldn't you?"

"Mmm" said Harry, again wishing he knew what this boy was talking about.

"What about your family? What house were they in? They were our kind, weren't they?"

"Yes," Said Harry seeing his chance to get answers. "But they died when I was a baby. I was raised by my Aunt and Uncle, muggles. So I don't really know what you've been talking about, sorry." Harry felt himself blush a little, not liking to feel so ignorant.

"Oh, sorry, I should have asked in the first place." The boy smiled at him, then suddenly frowned. "Wait your not one of those muggle lovers are you?"

"Well I don't like my Aunt and Uncle if that's what you mean" Harry said, starting to like this boy more and more now that he had seen that him smile, which he was doing now.

"I say, look at that man!" said the boy suddenly, nodding towards the front window. Hagrid was standing there, grinning at Harry and pointing at two large ice creams to show he couldn't come in.

"That's Hagrid," said Harry, pleased that he at least knew something. "He works at Hogwarts."

"Oh," said the boy, "I've heard of him. He's sort of a servant, isn't he?"

"Well I don't know about servant but, he's the gamekeeper."

"Yes, exactly. I heard he's a sort of savage - lives in a hut on the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed."

Harry snorted at this.

"Well he did try to turn my cousin into a pig, all that happened was he got a tail. Mind my cousins so fat there isn't much to change but, a set of ears would have been nice."

Harry said, pleased to see that the boy had grinned at this, liking that he finally had something to say.

"What happen? What did the muggles do? Your Aunt and Uncle." The boy said, eager to here of anything having to do with harm coming to muggles.

But before Harry could answer, Madam Malkin said, "That's you done, my dear,"

Harry sighed. "I should go, besides, my ice creams gonna start to melt." Harry said, nodding with his head towards Hagrid.

"Well, see you at Hogwarts!"

"Yah, all tell you the rest of the story then!" Harry said as he left Madam Malkins.

A/N: Did you like it? See that little blue button over there on the left? That's where you tell me that you liked it . and please point out any spelling/big grammar problems so I can fix them .

After this chapter it should start to get farther away form the books. I mite even get the next chap. out tomorrow if I have the time. (note; That's a BIG if...)

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