Hi Hi everyone! Been a really lucky day for me today, good exams and more views on a story I posted yesterday. I wrote this one yesterday but was too tired to type it out. Just some random fluff that popped into my head. Enjoy!
Harry was sitting in a large department store as Dudley tried on new clothes for Sundays. He grew larger for eating too much of his Grandmother's chocolate cake when they went to visit over the holidays, he grew so much however that they need to get a new bed and clothes.
Harry just sat on the changing room floor pretending to be invisible as Dudley squeezed out of pants that were too small. His glasses were old and typed in the middle. He was wearing one of Dudley's old t shirts from when he was 3, even then it was big on Harry's small frame and a pair of pants cut into shorts.
He looked a right sight for sore eyes. Only reason he was there was because Mrs. Fig was away at her sisters and Petunia wouldn't leave him with anyone else.
Silver gray eyes met Harry emerald green ones. They belonged to a small blonde haired boy his age wearing an evergreen coloured cape like a superhero.
"You are defiantly not a muggle, I can tell" the boy said. Harry just blinked trying to figure out what the word "muggle" meant.
"Oh sorry, how rude of me. Draco Malfoy. What's your name"?
"I'm Harry Potter" he said as he put out his hand. Draco looked at his hand. "What do I do with it? Does it come off or something"? Harry was took back in surprise. "Have you never ever shuck hands before"?
"Nope, so that what it's called. I never seen it before today".
"Well you grasp the other person's hand like this" Harry clasped his hand around Draco's "And you shake it up and down like this".
"Interesting. This must be a muggle greeting".
"What's a muggle"?
"Someone who can't do magic".
"What! There is no such thing as magic, my uncle said so".
Draco grinned "There is. I would show you but I can't and I'm not aloud, but I can fly. Father is getting me my first broom today".
"I thought only witches had brooms"?
"Hey wizards ride brooms too" Draco's eyes widened. "I wasn't supposed to tell".
"I won't tell. I don't want to get boxed in the ear by Uncle".
Draco smiled again and grabbed Harry's arm "Come with me for a minute". Before Harry could protest, Draco was already dragging him down the shop floor. He stopped beside a blond haired woman with the same green as Draco on.
"Mother, look what I found" announced Draco. The blond Haired woman turned round and smiled at her son then looked at Harry. "Hello dear, what's your name"?
"It's Harry Potter. Can we keep him" asked Draco like he was some kind of lost puppy.
Her eyes widen and glanced over at Harry muttering "The chosen one" and grabbed her son away from him "No sweetie" firmly and walked off holding Draco's hand tight.
Harry sometimes wondered if it was just a daydream to keep himself occupied that day till he got the letter from Hogwarts. Then he Seen Draco get off the train when they arrived. He changed since that day. Draco walked over to Harry who was with Ron.
"Hello Harry, long time no see" he said while holding out his hand.
"Don't tell me you know this weasel Harry" snorted Ron.
"Does it look I was talking to you. Let's see, red hair and hand-me-down robes. You must be a Wesley".
Harry shuck Draco's hand. "I see you still remember that day and the hank shake. The "muggle" greeting I think you called it".
"Who doesn't know Harry Potter? The Boy Who Lived".
"You about six years ago" he smirked.
Hoped you liked. R&R please ^_^.