Title: Running Away

Summary: Strong, darkish, HOT, Harry!! It's time to get rid of this pitiful Gryffindor mask, and become the Slytherin I was supposed to be. This is the re-write!! WARNING SLASH HPTR.

Warnings: SLASH (male/male) pairings, swearing, violence, Evil! Slytherin! Harry!

Pairings: HP/TMR ??

Disclaimer: What are u looking at me for? I don't own it!

A/N: Okay so this is what's happening I've finally got my arse into gear and have started up my stories once more, I've gotten the shits pretty much as my stories haven't been flowing the way that I have wanted them to. So Surprise surprise I have decided to re-write them to make them the way I had first planned them to turn out. Wooo I'm feeling pretty happy about this re-written chapter of Running away. I had considered taking the first crappy Running away down, but I've decided not to. I'm looking for a Beta so if your interested please leave me a message or private message lol w.e im easy. Hope you enjoy the newly re-written chapter of Running Away.

Chapter One:

"I've got my things packed, my favourite pillow, got my sleeping bag, climbing out the window. All the pictures and the pain, I've left behind, all the freedom and fame, I gotta find, and I wonder how long it will take them to notice that I am gone, and I wonder how far it'll take me to run away. All these secrets that I shouldn't tell, I just got to run away." By Pink – Run away

A 15 year old, Harry Potter was running away from his problems, his wand was safely in the back of his pocket a backpack over one of his shoulders that contained his most valued belongs such as his invisibility cloak, the Marauders map, his photo album, and 2 sacks full of 100 dollar bills just to get him by. You might ask why Harry was running away, if you took in the fact that he had bags under his eyes which was from lack of sleep and if you ask him how long he wouldn't even be able to tell you since it was so long since he was able, on closer inspection you could see a large bruise mark in the shape of a hand on the base of his neck that lead to an overly sized t-shirt that cover most of the bruise. If you asked him where he got it from his answer would be a glare and a fuck off, but the truth is that his uncle is a drunk and a violent one at that, his aunt a heartless bitch who would just turn a blind eye to the abuse and a whale of a cousin who is as violent as his father.

Why was Harry running away again, well aside of the fact that he has an abusive family there were several other reasons. One – he was 15 soon to be sixteen in 3 days and in about a couple years time he didn't know when, he was going to be forced to kill the one person that he didn't want to because in truth he would rather join him. Two – he was sick of the manipulations that Dumbledore put him through. Three – his friends had abounded him. Arseholes. He snarls to himself.

Looking around Harry makes his way through Buredan Park and quickly enters into the Male public toilets. Checking throughout the toilets to make sure he was totally alone which he is; Harry pulls his wand out of his pocket, his eyes close tightly and he takes an intake of air, letting it out slowly his eyes snap open and he disappears with a pop.

Looking up through his dark bangs, his emerald eyes rest on his destination. A very big and dark Manor. He quickly makes his way up the very long drive way almost sprinting; he rapidly makes his way up the grand marble steps his aura pulsing around him making the occupants of Manor alert to his presence. The Manor seemed to loom over him as he slows to a stop but he took no notice. Looking forward his emerald eyes seemed to flash slightly crimson as he observes the tall figure that is quickly walking towards him in graceful strides.

Grey and green eyes meet and clash fiercely each one taking in the others presence. Looking away with indifference Harry brushes his bangs away from his eyes, he lets his aura escape its confinement and it pulses and crackles around him like a warm blanket, warning the man in front of him to be cautious.

Harry looks up at the calm and cold mask of Lucius Malfoy and smirks slightly. "We have a lot to discuss Luciusssssss."

To be continued...

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