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Warning: Will contain homosexual pairing, and abuse dealt from the hands of adults so enjoy

Introduction

In reality I didn't hate him, I was jealous of him. He had money, I barely eat every day. He had friends, I had an asshole of a roommate. He turned heads down every hallway he walked, people went out of their ways to say hi to him and me, they didn't even notice I existed. I should have been used this by now, people never really seemed to notice me. It kind of felt like I had a notice me not charm on me but then again, I know silly things like charms and stuff don't exactly exist. My mom doesn't even notice me, I know it's not her fault she's busy with work and my little brother Cameron, but it doesn't make it hurt any less. Especially when it's parents' day and I sit out in the lobby waiting for her to come each and every time and ask me just once about how school is going. And I get disappointed each time.

It's actually kind of funny, that guy I mentioned about he noticed me because of parents' day. We both sat in the lobby in silence, waiting on both of our parents. Of course he parents didn't come nor did he say anything to me but that was the first time that he noticed me, that anyone noticed me.

We sat there in silence, waiting for our parents to arrive. Well he waited for his parents to arrive, I already knew that Lily (my mom) wasn't coming. She never came to these parent days we have once a month. She is far too busy with her job, to pay for this expensive private school she in insists that I attend. I would have been better in a public high school; I wouldn't have been so alone. We would have all been the same, all poor lonely kid who would have banned together. But here, it is a school ruled by status. Your financial status, something that I am clearly lacking in. It never really bothered me the lack money, I always had what I needed. I always had the basics food, water, and TV. I didn't need all those fancy shoes and fancy cell phone. Even though my mom did buy me a phone when I came to Cardin Preparatory; she said it was to keep in contact with her. That she would be just a phone call away. I never used it though, if she was too busy to come visit me once a month, then she is too busy just to answer my phone calls because I am feeling a little lonely. I'm not completely alone though, I have a roommate named, Ron. Quite frankly though he is a disgusting pig, but beggars can't be choosers. Even though that Ron is I mean quite frankly complains about everything and I feel a little sympathy for him; a boy who family's money situation is worse than Harry's sharing a mediocre income with six siblings. I can't help but envy him, when everyone in his family shows up for him at family day every month, just to see him.

I felt the weight shift down next to me; I life my eyes from the ground to see that Draco moved closer to me. He doesn't say anything yet; I didn't dare say anything to the Prince. I'm sure he thought I was beneath him and filth like me shouldn't even go to this school. Most of the popular kids thought that, that scholarship kids didn't belong here. It didn't matter if we were partial scholarship, like me or a full scholarship just that we didn't belong here.

"Hey", I look up, was Mr., Popular really talking to me? Boy was I surely disappointed when I saw he was talking to Pansy. I wasn't really sure if they were dating or not, they seemed like they are together but then sometime I catch Draco throwing Pansy these looks. Looks that scream just being in here mere presence is torture, it makes me wonder why does he hang out with her then.

"Hey, Draco. Are you parents not here yet?" Pansy didn't even acknowledge my presence, like I said, I am invisible in this school.

"No, they are coming back from a business trip, he told me that they might be a little late. They should be arriving any second now. Are you parents not here yet?" I continued to watch the interaction, wanting one of them to include me into the conversation. Just once., but of course it didn't happen.

"They are, but I needed to get something out of my room to show them, I was just on my way back out when I saw you. And I thought that I would come and see how you're doing." I continued to look at Pansy, and there was a look in her eyes. Almost like a concerned look, but what did she have to be concerned about. I'm sure Draco has the perfect life, money, friends, and two parents that care about them. Before Draco was able to reply back to Pansy, the door swung open, and walked into two platinum blonds. They were obviously Draco parents, Draco resemblance to his father was unbanning yet at the same time they didn't look alike at all. I think it was the cold, hard, calculating look in Mr. Malfoy's eyes. Mrs. Malfoy on the other hand, just looked happy to be in the presence of her son. Draco went up to her mother first, and gave her a hug. One of those hugs, that showed how much love you had for a person. When Draco turned back to Mr. Malfoy he shocked m, never had I seen him look so hard. He had the same look in his eyes that Mr. Malfoy had expect it didn't quite reach him fully, like he tried to be as hard as Mr. Malfoy and continued to fail at it. Draco led his parents to the picnic area outside, where parents' day is located, and Pansy trailed behind them. But right before he fully left outside, he turned and waved to me. Draco Malfoy waved to me. I surely thought that I went crazy.

I thought that was the last time I would ever be in the vicinity of Draco Malfoy.

Surprisingly I was wrong.

Chapter 1

He came up to me during English class, the last class of the day. "Hey so you're Harry right?" I am sure my eyes popped out of my head at the moment. I couldn't quite feel my hands either. With a stupid look on my face I gave Draco a slow nod.

"So, Ms. Embers told me to come ask you for tutoring, and I would really appreciate for you to tutor me." He is lying, everyone know that he is at the top of all his classes. I just openly stare at him; I wasn't quite sure what game he was trying to play.

"Well, Harry I am going to take your silence as a yes. So come on we have work to do." He grabbed me by my arm, guiding my out the chair. I saw no other option, so I grabbed my book bag and binder and followed him. We started to head to the library. I was still in a dazed state that Draco Malfoy even talked to let, let alone touched me. I could still feel the sting of his grip on my arm. It wasn't still a little later that I realized we past the library a little while ago.

"Um Draco, we passed the library a little while ago." I felt the heat rise up my neck as I spoke to him for the first time. Draco stopped mid walk, and turned to look at me.
"Why of course not we aren't going to the library. That's where dunderheads go. We are going to my room for some privacy." I was pretty sure at that moment, that I was red as a tomato. With that finished, Draco continued to walk to his room. Me on the other head I stood there gaping like fish for a few seconds, before I was able to gather my bearings and continue to follow him.

I stood behind him as I watched him stumble to get his key thorough the hook. His Marvel Avengers key, which means he likes superheroes and comic books. Okay, I like comics to maybe if it gets awkward I would bring something about them up. Yes, Harry, you would bring up comics when you can't even get a proper word out without stuttering.

"Yeah, sorry for the mess but my roommate isn't here. He's studying abroad, so I have the room to myself until the last month. And I just laid out all my stuff. It felt a bit freeing and I just haven't moved anything back" I just nodded along as I walked into his room, on one side was the mess Draco was talking about and the other was decently clean. On the walls though, repeated was the phrase, conceal, don't feel. Wait wasn't that from the Disney movie Frozen?

I stood there awkwardly in the middle of his room, waiting for him to give me direction. I didn't just want to sit anywhere; he might have gotten mad at me. Soon enough he realized I wasn't just going to sit down on my own because, he pats down area on the bed next to him. I slowly sat down on the bed, I could feel the blush creep up my neck and seep into my face. I started to think that my blush would permanently become a part of my face.

"So umm, what do you need help with ?" I manage to stutter out, it was pretty funny seeing as I never had a stuttering problem before.

"You know everything, but I am just really struggling in chemistry." I rose an eyebrow in response to him. Draco was number one in our class, especially in things that were literal like math and sciences. If anything I thought possibly it would be English he was struggling with.

"Are you sure you struggle with chemistry, you are the best student in class, Professor Snape says so all the time." This time it was Draco turn to blush.

"While I make the best grades I hardly understand the material. He just makes his test really close to the study guide, and it is all short term memory. And chemistry isn't the only subject I need help in, I am also struggling a little bit in English. I can never seem to pinpoint a topic to write about, which makes my essays a little bit scattered brain." Again he is lying, the teacher, Lockhart, adores him; he constantly uses Draco essays as model essay to the class. To show the class the writing level we should be on now.

"And also with Snape, I see the way he talks to you, like you are the smartest student in the class. It's because you fully understand the material to his level."

"Or maybe because he likes me more, him and my mother use to date. I have her eyes, I am sure that has a major role in the way he treats me and why." I replied back to Draco, he was right Professor Snape did treat me differently than the other students. It wasn't because of my mother though; he could care less about her- not to be rude- but it is because I grasped the material better than any other student. I just had a knack for sciences, but I never turned in, any of my work. I see no point of doing it.

"The way Snape acts, has nothing to do with your mother Harry. Now I am begging you, please help me I could really use it." I should have walked out that door. Save myself from the false illusions of Draco, and that a possible friendship could form from this. That maybe, I would have my first friend. But I didn't walk away a choice I am currently am starting to regret. I wish I could back and scream to myself, "Run Harry, run as fast as you could.". I got up to leave the room, because I knew there was something hidden in his reasoning, his face deflated for second, before some wall went up and I couldn't tell his emotions. I made it to the door, I almost turned the knob before I turned around.