Only Time

Disclaimers: I don't own anything except for the Harry Potter books and the movie, which is the closest thing to owning Harry Potter for me anyways. Harry Potter belongs to the fabulous J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. and other associations. I make no money off of this story, its purely fictional based on the movie 'Sweet November', which I don't own either.

Pairing: Harry/Draco…obviously, Ron/Hermione, and other minor pairings.

Rating: Overall it is R/NC-17. This chapter however, is rated PG-13.

Warnings: By now I don't people should be warned that this is a slash or yaoi, meaning that there's two guys in a homosexual relationship and that includes having sex. If you have a problem with this, I suggest that you leave now before you read on because people who aren't old enough or don't like gay relationships between characters are who made ff.net get rid of the NC-17 ratings. You have been warned. Don't flame me saying that I didn't.

Summary: Inspired by the movie 'Sweet November'. Draco becomes a Deatheater but something happens to him that leads him to his rival, Harry Potter, the Savior of the Wizarding World. Harry helps Draco recover and helps him learn things other than hate and vengeance.

Author's Notes: I hope everyone likes this. This story has been in my head ever since I saw 'Sweet November' on TV one day, and to make it a Harry/Draco pairing just came to mind because I was reading some fan fics after I saw the movie. I would appreciate feed backs and reviews but I'm not a fan of flames.

Prologue

[-The Parting-]

It was the last day of the term at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. All the students were sitting in their house's tables waiting for Dumbledore to announce who won the house cup this year.

Professor Dumbledore stood up and Professor McGonagall tapped her glass with her folk to get everyone's attention so that he may proceed.

"Another year has passed and we have lost many good students here at Hogwarts. We shall remember them always and what they fought for." Many students had started crying or looked gloom. "Now, the house cup needs awarding." The students stopped their crying and looked up.

"In forth place is Ravenclaw with 342 points." The Ravenclaw table clapped but with not much energy.

"In third place is Hufflepuff with 357 points." The Hufflepuff table started clapping.

"In second place is Slytherin with 439 points." Not many people at Slytherin table clapped, because they had lost the house cup, also because the students at the table were partially missing.

"And in first place is Gryffindor with 451 points." Everyone but the Slytherins clapped for the Gryffindor for their triumph over the house cup again. It didn't matter to them if they won or not, just that someone beat out the Slytherins.

Harry Potter stared at the Slytherin table and met his eyes with Draco Malfoy who was looking glum at his plate. Draco looked up from his plate, feeling a pair of eyes on him and looked straight into Harry's eyes. For a moment, their eyes locked and some unspoken things passed between them.

Harry broke his gaze on Draco when he heard his friend, Ron Weasley talking to him, or more likely yelling. "Bloody hell, we won! This must be an all time record, Gryffindor have won the house cup for seven years straight!" Ron jumped up and down, his age and dignity all forgotten. His girlfriend, Hermione Granger stood nearly by with a disbelieving look on her face.

"Honestly Ron, can you act any more immature?"

"Oh come off it Hermione! It's out last day at Hogwarts; Gryffindor won the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup. It's worth it! As Head Girl, you should be celebrating this more than I am!"

Hermione seemed to think that Ron's reason was good enough so she threw her pointed hat in the air and started to join in on the celebration of their triumph and last day at Hogwarts. Harry smiled at Hermione's sudden act of what she called 'immature'.

Harry grabbed his goblet full of pumpkin juice and raised it high and Professor Dumbledore nodded at Harry. He joined in on the festivities of the Gryffindor's triumph and enjoyed his last day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was time to say 'good-bye' to his home.

***

Over at the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy sat there looking glum. Ever since his first year of Hogwarts, Gryffindor had won the House Cup. Some members of his house blamed him for the loss of the glory that should have been theirs. Draco hated Gryffindors, especially Harry Potter - The Golden boy of Gryffindor, the Boy-Who-Lived, an all around goody two-shoes.

Potter had refused his friendship on the train of their first day at Hogwarts and ever since then, they have been rivals. Since then, Draco Malfoy did everything he could do to make Potter's life miserable. In return, Potter had done everything he could do to make Draco's life miserable.

It was strange when he and Potter had made an eye contact after Dumbledore had announced Gryffindor as the winner of the house cup. Draco didn't know what it was, but when the eye contact was made, what he felt wasn't hate. What Draco felt during that moment was what made it more confusing; of all the years that he has known Potter and his friends, Weasel and Mudblood, he felt nothing but hate towards them.

Draco sat at the Slytherin table thinking about what happened when he and Potter had looked at each other. Nearby, Blaise Zabini, another member of Slytherin, saw his friend sitting there looking down at his food. He took a seat next to Draco.

"Draco, what's the matter with you?" He asked.

"Nothing Blaise, leave me alone." Draco replied back.

Blaise didn't believe Draco. Usually, Draco would make jokes, turn his face into a scowl, and would plot a plan to destroy Potter whenever Gryffindor had won and Slytherin had lost. This time, Draco was just silent. "So, what are you going to do Potter on the train this year? Something great I imagine, our last day at Hogwarts…never to see the bloody useless fucks in this place ever again. It'll have to be your grand 'farewell and fuck you', Draco. Show that Potter and his muggle-loving friends that he can't mess with the Slytherins."

"Fuck off Blaise, I told you to leave me alone!" He shouted. Half the Slytherin table turned their head to look at who yelled. When they saw that it was Draco, they turned back to what they were doing.

"Okay, okay. What in bloody hell is shoved up your arse?" Blaise turned to go talk to Millicent Bulstrode, another Slytherin sitting nearby. Draco ignored Blaise's comment and turned his head to face the Great Hall, over at the Gryffindor table.

***

Harry took a sip of his pumpkin juice from his goblet and joined in with his friends. The Gryffindor table was filled with witches and wizards jumping up and down, cheering. Harry got very dry-mouthed so he drank more juice. When he finished a goblet full, Harry felt a little dizzy. He thought for a moment that he should visit Madame Pomfrey for the last time, but the dizziness passed and Harry forgot about it.

After a while, Harry felt a pair of eyes following him. He didn't know why, but he looked over to where Draco Malfoy was sitting over at the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy was indeed staring at Harry and Harry stared back. Once again, an understanding passed through them.

Harry Potter was going to become the Savior of the Wizarding World.

Draco Malfoy was going to become one of Voldemort's followers.

Only time could tell where their paths would lead them to and to what. The two boys didn't see the twinkling blue eyes of Dumbledore looking upon them, with knowledge that their lives are intertwined in one way or another. Which one they would follow, he didn't know.

To Be Continued?

Author's Note: Ok, how was it for the prologue? I know that it's short but I don't think that it's that bad. Do you want me to continue with this? I'll start writing the actual first chapter but whether I post it or not depends on the reviews I get and if people actually like this or not. So if you want me to continue with this, my first Harry Potter fic, then review me!!!

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