Wow. New story.
This is a Harry/Draco.
It's set in a repeat of the last year, I want to keep the characters in character as much as possible.
This is just a tiny peice from the start, It's not very good but there shall be a lot more coming, I would like to make this as long as I possibly can without it getting boring :)
So... feel free to read...
Oh and I wouldn't mind a few reviews, even if this is a tiny chapter. As I said it's not very good, I would like your advice if you're willing to give it :)
"It feels weird being back…" Harry Potter sighed at breakfast, gazing up at where Dumbledore should be sitting which idly holding a slice of toast he didn't plan on consuming.
"I know," Muttered Ron, "But it feels good as well" He continued with a slight smile,
"Are you okay, Harry?" Hermonie asked softly, noticing Harry's distress,
"Course" He said with a weak smile, remembering how he promised himself he would not let the death of friends get the better of him this ear,
"I just need a distraction," He admitted,
"Well, that won't be hard to find…" Said Ron, nodding towards one of the few Slytherins staying for the seventh year repeat. The Slytherin in question was striding towards them,
"Oi, Potter!"
"Oh, what do you want, Malfoy? Is me saving your life not enough for you?" Harry groaned, facing the not-so-rat-faced boy and gasping,
Draco Malfoy certainly did look different. Starting from the top, his normally tamed, gelled and straight cut hair now lay neglectfully touching his shoulders and clouding his silvery eyes. Beautiful silvery eyes now framed with dark circles due to lack of sleep. Usually slightly sun tanned skin now drained of colour to a blotchy, pearly while. Only his eyes held the arrogance, the rest of his features were softer and less ratty than they once were. The velvety robes now clung to the poor boys skinny frame.
Despite the harsh changes, Draco Malfoy looked more of a man. Amazingly stunning he stood, mature, degraded and proud.
"Malfoy… what did they do to you?" Asked Harry softly,
"What are you talking about, Potter?"
"You know what I'm talking about!"
"P-P-" Malfoy turned on his heel and strode away,
"What the…" Ron trailed off,
"I don't think you should've brought that up, Harry" Hermionie warned him,
"I wasn't trying to be harsh" Harry muttered almost to himself with a sigh, "He just looked like he might've changed"
"Doubt it," Ron mumbled through a mouthful of scrambled eggs; Hermionie clicked her tongue dismissively.
"Well, he obviously feels guilty and doesn't want to loose his independence by showing his guilt, so…"
"He's gonna act like an ignorant bastard all year." Ron interrupted Hermionie,
"Put it like that if you want, disregarding the fact he has lost his family"
"You have a point but-"
"But, judging by the time you plan on failing your NEWTs?" Hermionie pointed out the almost empty Griffindor table and stood, pulling Ron to his feet,
"You two are acting very 'coupley'" Harry chuckled,
Ron shrugged hopelessly, causing Hermionie to nudge him in the ribs… hard.