Okay, so my first fanfic! Hope it's alright. Obviously this chapter is un-beta'd so all mistakes are my own. Clearly, I don't own Harry Potter, all credit to J., and Warner Bro's and everyone else who has a bit of the Harry Potter pie. I use a name generator called Serendipity for name inspiration, so try it if you're stuck for names! Love you all!

EVERYTHING CHANGES CHAPTER 1.

(The beginning. )

The war was finally over. Harry Potter was safe at last in the one place he had ever felt at home. Hogwarts. After the Battle of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall had let the students who no longer had homes to go to stay, until the new term began. Harry spent a while in the castle, helping with the enormous job of cleaning and repairing both the castle, and the wizarding world, before journeying to the Burrow, where he spent the rest of the summer relaxing in the sun. Of course, life at the Burrow wasn't quite the same without Fred, but as Mr Weasley constantly muttered, "life had to go on."

The students, whose last year at school had been disrupted by the war, were invited back for a 8th year, to pass their NEWT exams and enjoy life as a student again. For some, the thought of school brought back horrors and recurring nightmares of the totalitarian regime. But many, simply wanted to go back to a place they felt truly safe in, and enjoy, for a while, being looked after.

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*DPOV*

"Are people staring at me?" I thought as I looked around the newly rebuilt Great Hall. The feeling of prejudice toward Slytherin died with the Dark Lord, but I still bore the cross of my past mistakes. I truly was sorry for all the pain and hurt I caused people, but I had to protect myself and my family. Only war hero Potter would have done any different. I shiver as I find myself no longer hating Potter for always being better than me, but admiring his courage, and hoping to remodel myself on him.

It feels strange being back in the place I was gone from for a year. For the entirety of last year I hid in my own home, cowering away from what needed to be done. I was kept a prisoner in my own home, and longed for the quiet comfort of the large castle.

"Dray? Are you okay?" Blaise interrupted my thoughts with a small squeeze on my shoulder. "We've got potions with the Griffindor's mate. Best be heading down to the dungeons."

The new potions teacher looked surprisingly cheery, and for a change, a woman.

"Hi guys, my name's Professor Quishley, and I will be teaching you potions for the rest of the year!" She shouted as we entered the dungeons. "Now, I know your ex-potions master was excellent, but he neglected to teach you some of the simpler potions required for passing your NEWT exams. This is what we are going to start with today. I would like you to make an age reducing potion, designed to de-age the drinker by 5 years for an hour. Ingredients are in the store cupboard and I've put the instructions on the board. Good Luck!"

I swiftly walked to the store cupboard to collect my ingredients, ignoring the questioning look Potter gave me. Since coming back, I had noticed that Potter seemed to want to talk to me. Strange. Moving on from my musing thoughts, I began to brew my potion. I wanted to impress Professor Quishley, so I made a special effort to add the ingredients at the right times. Just as I was finishing up, Potter walked over.

"Hi Malfoy!" He beamed.

What was his problem? I wondered.

"Erm...Hi Potter." I replied. I turned away, ignoring the disappointment in his eye, as I began to fill my cauldron up. A hand touched my shoulder, making me jump and pouring the potion all over the boy with green eyes behind me.

So, how was it? Please review, all constructive criticism is welcome. New chapter coming up tonight. It will probably be up by midnight UK time.

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