Hi guyss! This is my first story so i'm nervous! Gaah! Anyways, I hope you enjoy and I'm sorry about any mistakes spelling and grammar wise!

And Draco has a french accent in this fic because he was in France for a while and it's impossible not to live in a place for a number of years and not change your accent especially if you are a child. I just want to clear that up now.

Rating: Will turn into M later but T for now!

Warnings: nothing in this chapter

Enjoy! and don't forget to review!

~Chapter One~

"No"

"Draco honey-"

"No"

"Darling please just listen" Narcissa Malfoy tried to reason with her 9 year old son. Draco Malfoy sat at the dinner table with his pale little arms crossed. Lucius Malfoy sipped his wine and looked at his son clearly annoyed at his childish antics.

"You're going and thats final" he said sternly. The smaller boy looked at his father mouth agaped. His face was flushed with anger, pink filling his chubby cheeks.

"But father it's not fair, every other Malfoy got to go to Hogwarts why can't I, I want to be in Slytherin house too!"

"You're not going to mingle with half-blood and mudblood filth at Hogwarts" Lucius stated.

"And you're saying that there are no half-bloods at Beauxbatons" He retorted sarcastically

"Do not give me lip boy!"

Narcissa looked at her son pleadingly, "Please darling listen to us"

"Its not fair!"

"Dr-"

"It's not fair!"

"Ho-"

"It's no-"

SLAP

Suddenly Draco was looking to the left side of the room and his cheek felt like it was on fire. Narcissa looked at her husband with wide eyes. Draco looked at his father astonished, but when he saw his glare he suddenly found his spoon very intresting.

"Now Draco" Lucius started, "What are you doing?"

"Going to Beauxbatons father" The small boy replied automatically.

"Good" The silence that followed was loud. Draco couldn't think straight. Why would his father hit him? There was no doubt his chubby pale cheek wasn't red. The little boy's stomach tightened in small knots, he wasn't very hungry anymore.

"May I be excused please?" he mumbled. "Yes dear" Narcissa said to her son. Then he hopped from his chair and went running upstairs to his bedroom.

Draco didn't even change out of his clothes, he slipped out of his shoes and fells into a uneasy sleep.

...

Draco was eleven years old now, him and his father were walking in Diagon Alley. They were shopping for his father and that made Draco upset. He was the baby, he was suppose to get gifts. Draco looked around at all the childern who were probably going to be going to Hogwarts this year.

They were talking excitedly to other children. Some boys were running around and the girls were giggling and laughing with each other. The blond pouted.

He spent two years in France with his parents and his accent started to change. Right now they were back in England and his father decided to take him shopping for a few books with him. Lucius walked into Flourish and Blotts and Draco followed behind.

There were books everywhere, Lucius started looking through books and Draco looked around the store. A small boy probably about Draco's age walked in. He had wild dark hair and round oval glasses that had tape in the middle.

The blond did a double take when he saw a lighting bolt scar on his forehead. Draco tugged on his fathers robe. "What is it Draco?" his father said not looking at him.

"Father i-is that the Harry Potter?"

That got his attention, "Where?"

"Over there" Draco pointed. Lucius cocked his head to get a better look at the boy. There he was Harry Potter the Boy Who Lived..somehow.

After his Lord was destroyed Lucius knew it was over for him so he had to tell the Ministry he was under the Imperius spell. Now the Ministry was practically eating out of his hands. "Yes it seems it is" he said peering at the boy.

Draco beamed up at his father, "Can I go talk to him?"

"No Draco"

"But daaaad!" he whined loudly.

"No"

"But wh-"

"No" The smaller Malfoy was cut off by his fathers harsh vioce. Draco bit his bottom lip and looked over to where Harry Potter was standing. He found bright green eyes looking back at him. The blonds eyes widened, he looked up at his father who was reading the inside cover of a book.

Draco looked back at Harry and gave him a shy wave. The dark haired boy smiled and waved back. "Come Draco" his father said going to purchase his items. Draco looked at Harry again then followed his father.

...

Now at 16 Draco Malfoy sat at his dinner table back in England for the summer. He had gotton much taller, not as tall as his father but almost as tall as his mother. His blond hair had gotten longer it now reached his shoulders.

Narcissa sat across from him and his godfather Severus Snape sat next to Narcissa. Lucius was in Azkaban and Draco didn't know why. It was lonely around the house when Draco came home for summer. Nobody was yelling at house elves or stomping through the house.

The head of table was empty every night, Draco would try and keep his eyes off of the chair that once belonged to his father.

Nobody would tell him the real reason. His mother just told him that Aurors raided the Manor and they found dark artifacts and Lucius had to pay the price. But Draco didn't really beileve that. His father was a mean man, he got what he wanted and nothing he didn't.

"Mother since father iz 'een Azkaban does that mean we are moving to France perminatly?" he ask. From being at Beauxbatons for six years he picked up on a French accent. Narcissa shook her head from right to left.

"No honey, we're going to stay in England and you're going to Hogwarts"

The blond boy smiled brightly and laughed, "You 'zee, I knew I waz going to go to 'ogwarts" Draco put his fork down, his stomach was so full of excitement he wasn't even hungry anymore "May I be exused?" he asked.

"Yes sweetheart"

Draco smiled and went to his room. Once he got to his bedroom he shut the door and feel onto his bed. Finally after all these years he was going to Hogwarts. The blond wondered what house he was going to be put in. He heard from Fleur Delacour and all of his other friends that Harry Potter was in the Gryffindor House.

Honestly Draco thought he might be in Slytherin only because his family was in Slytherin for generations and generations. His stomach was doing these flips of excitment, Harry Potter was at Hogwarts.

His secrect obsession. His dad would talk about Harry Potter all of the time, and Draco didn't mind. He'd listen for hours and day dream about meeting the hero of his time. He wondered what Harry was like. Did he like fans?

Was he arrogant?

Did he sign autographs?

Would he actually like Draco?

Draco hummed and got up from his bed. He changed into his pajamas still thinking about Hogwarts. Draco smiled while turning off the lights, tonight he wanted to dream of Hogwarts and Harry Potter.

...

It was Harry's first day back at Hogwarts. He sat in the Great Hall while the Sorting was going on. Not that he cared, he was still angry and upset and moody. It was his fault Sirius had died, if he just used the mirror or even tried harder at Occulmency things would have been different.

The dark haired teen rested his head on his hand, he skimmed over the Slytherin table. Blaise Zabini, 'Prince of Slytherin' sat next to his posse and Harry rolled his eyes. Ever since he first went to Hogwarts Zabini has been bothering him and bullying the Gryffindors.

Harry looked down the Gryffindor table and found a peculiar head of bright blond head sitting alone at the end of the table. It was a boy obviously, even though he looked very feminine. His hair was shoulder length and it flowed like it had been blow dried five minutes before he got there.

Harry raised a dark eye brow, Who was that kid?

"'Mione" said Harry, "Who's the new Gryffindor?"

At that Ron peered down the table and looked at the boy. He couldn't see his face because of the blonds long hair, but the red head saw his pale cheek.

"I think he's the new student from Beauxbatons" Hermione said matter of factly and started to put food on her plate slowly.

"Why do think he transferred here so late?" Ron asked. Harry just shrugged and tried to sneak a look at the boy again. The blond was picking at food on his plate. Harry felt bad that nobody was sitting with him making him feel like an outsider.

"It could be a number of reasons" Hermione started before she listen reasons Harry put up a hand to stop her. He knew she could go on all night about the possible reasons for someone to transfer late into Hogwarts.

"Yeah it could, but I don't want to talk about it now" He said and began eating.

After dinner the Golden Trio got up in dinner and started walking to the Gryffindor Tower. As usual Ron and Hermione were bickering about things Harry really didn't care about. He looked at Hermione for a moment then bumped into someone.

The other person fell on their bum. "Oh I'm sorry" Harry said instantly looking down. It was the blond boy. The blond had pale flawless skin and his pale cheeks were flushed with pink and his lips were pink and full. He looked like an angel. Harry's own angel.

"oh je suis désolé" The blond said and got up dusting off his robes. Harry raised a brow.

"Erm..I don't speak french"

The blond flushed, "Oh, I'm sorry. Sometimes I forget to speak 'english" he said smiling. He was so beautiful. Harry shook his head.

"Oh it's fine"

"So are you from Beauxbatons?" Hermione asked the boy. The blond nodded.

"Yeah" said the boy. "Somet'ing 'appened in my family and I moved back 'ome" he said.

"I'm sorry about you're family" Ron said before Harry could say. The dark haired boy wanted to shoot his friend and irritated look, but he couldn't take his eyes off the blond boy infront of him.

"Well 'eets not like 'eets your fault" he said looking at the red head. Harry felt a stab of jealously and he didn't even know the angel he just met him about 5 minutes ago and he was already hooked.

"Well we should go" Hermione said, "It's almost curfew, you could walk with us we're in the same House" Harry wanted to tell them to leave so it could be just him and the boy.

"Uhm v'at are your names again?" the blond said nervously.

"Well I'm Ron Weasley"

"I'm Hermione Granger"

"And I'm Harry Potter"

Draco froze, wow Harry Potter talking to him. So he was a normal sixteen year old and he was hot too. Harry wasn't stuck up or arrogant as Draco thought he would be. "And your name?" Harry said.

"Mon nom est Draco Malfoy" he said.

What?

Malfoy

No

Harry couldn't believe it. No no, not a Malfoy. He was the perfect picture of innocence, how the hell could he be a Malfoy. It wasn't fair, Malfoys are evil, Harry would know. Their family practices dark magic. Did he know his father was a Death Eater?

How the hell did he get into Gryffindor House?

He had to know, and why would his father send his only son to Hogwarts once he was in Azkaban? Something wasn't right. Ron's blue eyes almost popped out of his socket when he heard the news.

Hermione stood there shocked and Harry didn't know what to think. His angel was a Malfoy? Son of Lucius Malfoy. The son of Voldemort's right hand man. Lucius Malfoy was an evil man, he almost killed Ginny by giving her that diary and he almost killed Harry twice.

"Eez 'dere zomet'ing wrong?" The blond asked when he looked at their faces. They looked shocked and..angry for some reason. Did Draco do something wrong?

Hermione coughed.

"No no not at all" The red head started, "Unless the fact that your dad was evil and tried to kill my sister!" he but all yelled. The blond looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'm...I'm sorry v'at are you saying?" Draco said. Harry glared at the beautiful boy.

"Don't try to act all innocent Malfoy, you know what your dad did and he probably sent you here to spy on me for your pitifull 'Lord'" Harry said, "So you can drop the accent and the innocent doe eyes"

"My lord?"

Draco's gaze shifted to Harry, what was he talking about? His father was in Azkaban why would he send him to Hogwarts for a reason other than to finish his education, and plus his mother sent him here. And to spy on Harry Potter? He was Harry's fan why would he spy on him of he couldn't even get in contact with his father?

And his Lord? Who would his Lord be? His father taught him that Malfoy's bow to no one. Hermione looked at the blond, the poor boy looked scared out of his mind.

"Harry I don't think he knows anything" she said to her friend.

"Yes he does, he's probably faking it, he's a snake 'Mione!" Ron said.

The blond started to back up, "Did I do somet'ing wrong? I don't know v'at you're talking about" he said. Harry looked unconvinced.

"Harry lets go, obviously he doesn't know anything, and you're scaring him" Hermione said.

"Stop lying!" Harry said harshly, "What did your father send you here for? or maybe you're aunt sent you here to mock me about Sirius"

"W-who?"

"You know who Malfoy, he's pratically your cousin" Ron said. Hermione grabbed her friends and started to push them away from Draco. "Guys stop look at him he doesn't know what you're talking about, lets just go" she said.

Harry turned around and started to walk away from hi-the angel. Hermione cast on sympathetic look at Draco then followed Harry. Ron glared at him then said, "You're lucky he didn't hex you Malfoy" then he followed his friends.

The blond swallowed his spit then watched the trio walk waited a while before he went up to Gryffindor. Harry Potter wasn't a nice hero, he was angry and mean and he didn't like Draco for some reason.

Half of him was terrified. What if they hexed him as soon as he went to his dorm? Would he actually be sharing a dorm with Potter and Weasley? Draco took a breath to calm down and walked alone down the corridor.

Which was impossible because he didn't even know him. But he did say something about his father, maybe he had something to do with this. Draco knew his father wasn't a nice man but what did he do to make Harry disslike Draco?

The blond said the password and walked into the common ignoring the looks. Draco walked quickly passed the Trio trying not to make eye contact with them.

In pure silence he undressed and climbed into his four poster bed. The blond closed the draping and fell into a dreamless sleep.

A/N: Tell me if you want more in a review!