Harry sighed for the umpteenth time and rolled over. It was July 30th and about five minutes till midnight. Make that four. He sighed again and looked at his dark ceiling. He was seventeen in just over two minutes. It's not like he was finally going to get kissed or anything. Harry looked at his clock again; 12:01. He was seventeen now. Suddenly there was a tapping at the window, the youth rushed over and opened it up and five owls flew in. in the moonlight you could see a boy, man almost, of 5'9", wide shoulders and messy black hair that hid a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Most magnificent of all was his eyes. They were bright green and were as deep as the ocean. He walked over to where the owls had landed his bed. It was going to stink. The first owl was from Hogwarts, it contained the usual book list and ticket. It also contained another letter, this one said that come school he would be head boy. "How did that happen? I thought you had to be a prefect." The next owl was from Ron; happy birthday Harry. Haha 'sweet seventeen'! The next one was from Hermione, also a happy birthday. The last two were from Hagrid and Mrs. Weasley, birthday wishes and cakes from both. Harry sighed again. "What a life."

"Draco Malfoy get in here now!"

"Yes father?" the blonde youth looked worried as he sat down in front of his father. The light showed a tall boy of exactly 6", platinum blonde hair, natural, bright blue eyes, and a light tan. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes, yes. I just wanted to ask if you had gotten your school letters yet."

Draco rolled his eyes but answered anyway, "Only a badge."

"I knew it! I knew my son was going to be head boy!" Lucius cried and leaped up pulling Draco out of his seat and spinning him around. "Where's Narcissa? I must tell her that excellent news!"

"She's in the parlor, with Severus." Draco answered and stopped his fathers spinning and stared back. Lucius ran out the room. Well skipped really. "Senile old man, all he needs is a white beard and white hair and hell turn into fricken Dumbledore!" he sighed and flopped down on the chair. "What a life."

"Oi, boy, school starts tomorrow and I want you gone! You hear me?" Vernon's purple moon of a face leered down at Harry.

"Don't worry, neither do I." He ran up the stairs to his room before Vernon could figure out what he had said.

"POTTER!"

"Life sucks."

"Son, school starts tomorrow, are you packed?" Narcissa looked at her son over her book.

"Wind in the willows mother?" he raised one perfect eyebrow in question.

"Yes it's a rather good book." Raising an eyebrow of her own.

"Whatever you say mother," he said, shaking his head. "Anyway, I'm packed. Did father tell you I'm Head boy?"

"Yes and I'm very happy with you, but I really want to read this book. Go and have a facial with Blaise if you want."

Draco sighed and did just that. "Life sucks."

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