There was a green light...

Draco woke up the day he was due to go to Diagon ally, and shop for his Hogwarts supply's as a first year. Draco had always been a fan of Harry Potter, much to his fathers disappointment.

Draco got up and dressed into some robs his father made him wear.

"Draco?" called his mothers soft, calm voice.

"Yes mother?" He replied, walking out of his chambers.

"Come, it is time for breakfast. Dobby had everything ready." His mother, Narssisa Malfoy, told him. Her blue eyes were glazed over and where hard to read, but Draco could tell she was content.

"Okay mother." Draco walked out, hiding his excitement for his trip to Diagon ally with care. His mother smiled just as they where about to enter the dinning room, where his father was most likely sat, waiting for them.

"Good morning father." Draco said politely.

"Ah, Draco! Are you ready for are trip to Diagon ally this morning, after breakfast?" His father, Lucius Malfoy, asked.

"Of coarse, father." Draco said, sitting down and buttering some toast.

"Good." Lucius said in a controlling voice.

After breakfast, Draco and his father left for Diagon ally. There first stop was mada'am mulkins.

"Draco, I will be in Flourish and Blotts buying your books. I will see you in there." Lucius said.

"Yes father." Draco said, walking up to mada'am mulkin herself.

"Hello, Mada'am. I'm here for Hogwarts robes." Draco said smiling politely.

"Stand next to the boy over there and we will get you measured. Your nothing like your father, mr Malfoy." she say's, smiling.

"I wouldn't want to be. Thank you, Mada'am." As he walks over to the stand, he notices the boy also looks like a first year.

"Hello, my name is Draco Malfoy. I'm going to be a first year at Hogwarts. Who are you?" Draco says putting out a hand and a polite smile.

"I'm Harry Potter, pleased to meet you." Harry say's, smiling back.

"Wow, Harry Potter? My father doesn't think highly of you, but I haven't met you intill today, so how should I know?" Draco says, shacking his hand.

"I only just found out I was a wizard, just this morning, at about twelve." Harry said Frowning. "And that I was famous."

"Well, hopefully we can be friends. Who took you?" Draco asked.

"Hagrid, the games keeper at Hogwarts." Harry sighed."I don't like him much. He's rude." Draco felt sorry for his newly found friend.

"Do you want to come shopping with me? I'll ask my father if I can walk around on my own." Draco smiled at him.

"Okay, that would be great." Harry and Draco left mada'am mulkins with there robs and outside waiting was Hagrid.

"Well, look who it is. It's Draco 'rudy Malfoy!" Hagrid said.

"Come on 'arry! I know ya don' like me much, but you shoun' be 'anging around with a Malfoy!"

"Shut up. He is my friend! I can be friends with whoever I like!" Harry stormed of and motioned for Draco to follow him.

"Thanks..." Draco said to Harry.

"No problem." Harry said.

"Wait a minute. Just let me go into Flourish and Blotts, the book shop, and tell my father I would like to walk on my own, he should then go home and come back at three o'clock or something." Draco told Harry.

"Okay." Harry waited.

Draco went into the shop to talk to his father.

"Ah, hello Draco. I have got all your books now." Lucius told him, holding onto his cane.

"Father, could I walk around on my own? I will not buy anything I don't need. The only thing I will buy that is not on my list is lunch. " Draco said.

"Hmm, I think you're old enough. What time should I arrive back here?" Lucius asked his son.

"Three o'clock?" Draco suggested.

"I will see you then, Draco."Lucius walked out the shop after taking Draco's robs from him.

Draco walked out to meet Harry, and they walked back into Flourish and Blotts.

Harry picked up the books he needed and some other's that interested him, and payed.

"What book is that?" Draco asked, directing to a book Harry was holding in his left hand.

"It's a book about self protection..." Harry whispered, flushing slightly.

"Are you bullied allot? Back in the muggle world?" Draco asked.

"Yes... you-you don't think any different of me, do you?" Harry asked, a worried expression clearly displayed on his face.

"No Harry, but I will help you if you do get bullied." Draco assured him.

Harry smiled in relief. There was something about Harry that Draco liked, and they had only known each other for an hour or so.

"I already have everything but my wand." Draco declares some twenty minutes later.

"Same here." Harry tells him.

"Shall we stop for lunch at the leaky Cauldron?" Draco asked.

Harry fidgets slightly.

"Whats up, Harry?" Draco asked Harry.

"Well, when I was in there earlier with Hagrid, nobody would stop shaking my hand and saying hello to me." Harry confessed.

"Alright. Here is a promise. We go in there, and if anyone says anything, I'll fend them of for you." Draco means what he says.

"Thank you." Harry says smiling. They treak down for lunch, and arrive there at one o'clock.

"'Ello, Harry Potter! Mr.Malfoy! Free lunch for you two!" Grins the bar tender, Tom.

"Er, thanks Tom." Draco says. They sit down after asking for a sandwich each.

" ! What a pleasure to see you at last!" says an old man, coming forward. About eleven different people get up for the chance to see 'Harry Potter!'

"OI! Leave him alone! Imagine finding out you are a wizard and then that your famous for something you cant remember, and then come to have lunch, mind you, he found out today he was a wizard and that he was famous, and get crowded by strangers!" Draco shouts at them, standing on his chair.

Everyone looks up at Draco, wide eyed.

"Sorry, , Mr.Malfoy." They all say there apologize, except for one boy, who had ginger hair.

"I would love to be famous. And Harry Potter, why would someone like you be hanging around with a Malfoy?" The boy asked. "I'm Ron Weasley by the way."

"Just because I'm famous, doesn't mean you know who I am. And I bet ten pounds your parents arn't dead." Harry whispers last three words.

"Ten what? Is that muggle money?" Ron asked.

"Yes, Isn't it galleons here? Or something. Now leave. Me and Draco are about to eat lunch, and we don't like eating near dirty things." Harry turned back to Draco and pretended to discuss school, in till Weasley had stormed off.

"Is it Galleons?" Harry whispers.

"Yes, Harry." Draco said. Just then there food arrived. There was something about Harry's pail skin, jet black hair and red lips that attracted Draco to him.

"Draco?" Harry asked.

"Yes, Harry?" Draco said smiling.

"I, er, I'm not used to eating so much..." Just then Harry dropped a Galleon and went to pick it up. For the first time, Draco realized how skinny Harry was. And it scared him. Harry had only eaten a quarter of his sandwich.

"Come with me. We need to take you to someone to get you checked out. A healer." Draco said, as he had already finished his sandwich.

"Goodbye Mr.Malfoy!" Tom said, beaming.

They left, and Harry was protesting, but soon stopped. Draco took Harry to the nearest healer, and got him seen to.

"Can, er, Draco come in with me?" Harry asked the female hearer.

"Of coarse. My name is Healer Al." She says, holding the door open, and walking into a small room."So, whats your issue, Mr. Potter?"

"Well, um..." Harry goes silent.

"Would you like your friend to explain, ?"

Harry nodded. "Then I'll tell you the rest."

"Well, Harry wouldn't eat much of his lunch, and, bare in mind I only met him today, says he isn't used to eating so much. All he had was a sandwich... he only ate a quarter of it, and he looks full." Draco stopped. "And, if you don't mind me saying, he looks pretty skinny, no offence, Harry."

"Is there any reason you don't eat much, ?" Healer Al asked politely.

"My Aunt and Uncle only feed me when I've done my work. You know, cleaning and stuff..." Harry whispers awkwardly.

Draco looks up.

"He can't go back there! Ever! Not even today!" Draco says.

"I know." Healer Al replies.

Healer Al asked Harry where they are, and he replied 'properly at privet drive.'

"There going to get in allot of trouble. As is Albus Dumbledore. He says you where safe. But you're not. You're going to need to take this nutrition potion every night." She says. "Now, come with me."

They all got taken to the ministry, it was two o'clock when they arrived.

"Er, Healer? Please could I just owl my father? We could use Harry's owl, if he doesn't mind..." Draco asked.

"Of coarse."

"Thanks..."

Draco was given a spare bit of parchment, and a quill and ink.

Dear Father,

It's taken longer than I thought. Can I have in till five please?

Draco.

Draco sent it of with Harry's owl, Hedwig.

"Okay, to the child care department."

They arrived sometime later, and a young woman saw them straight away.

Healer Al told her what Harry and Draco had told him.

"Could he come with you in till Hogwarts, Mr. Malfoy? Where you live?" Asked the woman.

"He might allow it. My father I mean. Could you ask?" Draco asked.

"Of coarse. I'll send your father a petronus." She said.

Ten minutes later, Lucius burst through the door.

" is being abused? What? I can't believe it! I thought he would be a spoiled brat... but seriously! Of coarse I'll take him in!" Lucius rambled. Draco was stunned.

"Well..." Was all Draco managed.

"Thank you, Mr.Malfoy." Harry whispered. Lucius told Harry that Hedwig was at the manor.

"Have you boy's got everything?" Lucius asked.

"Everything but wands, father." Draco says, and Lucius toke them to Ollivanders.

If Mr. Ollivander was surprised to see Harry Potter with Malfoys, he didn't show it. Thank goodness.

" , Mr.Malfoy, who wants to go first?" He asked.

"I think Draco should go first." Harry said.

After a few tries, three to be precise, Draco got his wand. It was 10" long, made of Hawthorn wood, and had a unicorn hair core.

" , your turn." Mr.Ollivander said.

Harry tried about three wands, then Ollivander had an idea.

"I wonder..." Ollivander said, with a curious look on his face.

Ollivander walked to the back of the wand shop and came back with another wand box in his hand.

Harry tried the wand and connected with it straight away.

"Curious, very curious..." Ollivander muttered.

"Sorry, but whats curious?" Harry asked, then looking from Draco to Ollivander.

"I remember every wand I have ever sold, . That wand,11" long, made of holly, and a phoenix feather core, has a Phoenix feather that is in none other that the man who gave you that scar." Ollivander said gravely.