A/n: Alright, this is my first HP fan fic, and the characters may seem a
bit OOC, but that will be fixed later on. As for the major ships in this
story, um, Ginny/Draco, Hermione/Seamus, Ron/OC, Harry, he has no one, yet.
And I am writing this because my brain deflated on my LotR fic, and I
can't get it filled back up! I am hoping that this will help.
This fic takes place in Harry's sixth year, and as a warning, it very strange!
Disclaimer: I walk into the bookstore and look at Harry Potter. in big letters I see BY: JK ROWLING. So I guess I don't own them.
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CHAPTER 1: Back at Home, Right?
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"Great," thought Draco Malfoy on his way back home, "Now I get to hear it from my father again. 'You were not top in your class again Draco. A Malfoy is never bested, especially by a Mudblood." God, life sucks.
They pulled up to Malfoy Manor and Draco got out. The servants would get his things, I mean they did nearly everything for him, other than breathing. What a boring life.
The door was unlocked, as it always was. He walked into the house, cold, damp and empty. His father was who knows where and his mother was some where in the house, but who really cared?
He ran up the steps into his small bedroom. Most people think that he has this huge luxurious bedroom, but in truth, it was small, yet very warm and inviting. He opened the door and went to sit down in his favorite over- stuffed chair. There was one problem with that idea, someone was already sitting in it.
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"Why can't he stay?" asked Ginny for the MILLIONTH time.
"Because," answered her mother, "He is safer at the Dursley's than he is here."
"And what if Voldemort," her mother flinched, "what if he attacks the Dursley's house? Who will protect him? There are no trained, wait, there are no wizards PERIOD there to help him."
"Dumbledore knows best, Ginny, even you know that"
"I DON'T CARE!" shouted Ginny, "The Dursleys hate him any ways. I mean someone could come up to the door and offer to take Harry out of their hair, and they would let them take him!" she continued running to her room. She had the feeling that the departing hug at Platform 9 ¾, was the last time that she would see Harry again, ever.
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Harry was picked up at King's Cross by a very unhappy Dudley, who had just received his Driver's License.
"Dad made me come and get you." Spat Dudley. That was all that was said the whole way home. Harry had already missed his friends, and he had only been gone for ten minutes.
"We're home," said Dudley.
"Great," said Harry. He had to carry all his things up to his 'room'. When he was done, he locked himself in. This summer wouldn't be all that bad. Harry was permitted to use magic, due to the fact that Voldemort could come and kill him while he was sleeping.
Even with that, it was going to be a long six weeks.
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"What are you doing in here?" spat Draco at the girl sitting in his chair.
"It's my house too." Answer the girl, "Plus I like your room better. Mine is big and cold."
"Emma," said Draco, "I really missed you, but I want to be alone right now. Can you do that for me?"
"FINE!" shouted Emma, "You just wait, just because we're twins, doesn't mean I have to be nice to you! You'll be sorry."
"Emma, wait!" said Draco, but she was gone. "I HATE IT WHEN YOU DO THAT!" he shouted!
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A/n: AH, that was short, but I needed to get started. boring, I know, Draco was really OOC, but that will be fixed, there are two Dracos, the school one, and the home one! Anyways, some things mentioned that have a big impact on future chapters. Now please review, or I will cry forever and not continue!
This fic takes place in Harry's sixth year, and as a warning, it very strange!
Disclaimer: I walk into the bookstore and look at Harry Potter. in big letters I see BY: JK ROWLING. So I guess I don't own them.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
CHAPTER 1: Back at Home, Right?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Great," thought Draco Malfoy on his way back home, "Now I get to hear it from my father again. 'You were not top in your class again Draco. A Malfoy is never bested, especially by a Mudblood." God, life sucks.
They pulled up to Malfoy Manor and Draco got out. The servants would get his things, I mean they did nearly everything for him, other than breathing. What a boring life.
The door was unlocked, as it always was. He walked into the house, cold, damp and empty. His father was who knows where and his mother was some where in the house, but who really cared?
He ran up the steps into his small bedroom. Most people think that he has this huge luxurious bedroom, but in truth, it was small, yet very warm and inviting. He opened the door and went to sit down in his favorite over- stuffed chair. There was one problem with that idea, someone was already sitting in it.
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"Why can't he stay?" asked Ginny for the MILLIONTH time.
"Because," answered her mother, "He is safer at the Dursley's than he is here."
"And what if Voldemort," her mother flinched, "what if he attacks the Dursley's house? Who will protect him? There are no trained, wait, there are no wizards PERIOD there to help him."
"Dumbledore knows best, Ginny, even you know that"
"I DON'T CARE!" shouted Ginny, "The Dursleys hate him any ways. I mean someone could come up to the door and offer to take Harry out of their hair, and they would let them take him!" she continued running to her room. She had the feeling that the departing hug at Platform 9 ¾, was the last time that she would see Harry again, ever.
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Harry was picked up at King's Cross by a very unhappy Dudley, who had just received his Driver's License.
"Dad made me come and get you." Spat Dudley. That was all that was said the whole way home. Harry had already missed his friends, and he had only been gone for ten minutes.
"We're home," said Dudley.
"Great," said Harry. He had to carry all his things up to his 'room'. When he was done, he locked himself in. This summer wouldn't be all that bad. Harry was permitted to use magic, due to the fact that Voldemort could come and kill him while he was sleeping.
Even with that, it was going to be a long six weeks.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What are you doing in here?" spat Draco at the girl sitting in his chair.
"It's my house too." Answer the girl, "Plus I like your room better. Mine is big and cold."
"Emma," said Draco, "I really missed you, but I want to be alone right now. Can you do that for me?"
"FINE!" shouted Emma, "You just wait, just because we're twins, doesn't mean I have to be nice to you! You'll be sorry."
"Emma, wait!" said Draco, but she was gone. "I HATE IT WHEN YOU DO THAT!" he shouted!
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A/n: AH, that was short, but I needed to get started. boring, I know, Draco was really OOC, but that will be fixed, there are two Dracos, the school one, and the home one! Anyways, some things mentioned that have a big impact on future chapters. Now please review, or I will cry forever and not continue!