disclaimer :of coarse I do not own anything (although sometimes I wish that I did, well that'll never happen) summary: Harry is attacked right before his 7th year and he comes to school....well ...different. the only one that can help him now is draco malfoy. Rating: r (just in case) Hey this is my first fic so please tell me if i schould continue with it /i know im not much of a writer so you dont have to tell me that....sorry its so short but i didnt want to write something that none would like

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Train Rides

Harry let out a deep sigh as he entered the last compartment on the Hogwarts express. Both Ron and Hermione where in the head compartment and really Harry had no real desire to speak to either one of them.
Over the summer they had constantly complained about how distant from the world Harry had become....little did they know how far he was.
Harry had on a pair of black jeans hung low on his hips that could rival Dudley's in size. And a Button down blood red shirt with a tight black undershirt. His amazingly green eyes where covered by designer label shades. He looked like the teenage spokesperson for hell.

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Harry was walking down a deserted ally in urban London still fuming from the argument that he had with Dumbledore earlier that day. He was now 17 and the old man still wouldn't let him join the order. This was not what he angered Harry it was the fact that the reason why he couldn't join was because he hadn't "proved" he was loyal to the order of the phoenix.
Harry stormed out of the hall in the ministry of magic leaving the walls shaking , he walked out the door and hadn't stopped yet.
It was getting dark and Harry had an odd feeling that he was being watched. Just as he felt a presence behind him he was shoved into the brick wall beside him. Strong hands held his body there and he began to struggle. He just got a glimpse of the attacker when sharp fangs slid into is darkly tanned skin. Harry felt the urge to scream but for some reason he held it back in his throat.
After a few seconds of the forceful attack he began to drift in and out of conciseness . Suddenly a cold hand opened Harry's mouth and a liquid was being forced down his throat. at first his body rejected the foreign liquid but then all Harry could comprehend was that it was saving him and is body thirsted out for more.
A low chuckle sounded as the other person pulled away and Harry's weak legs collapsed under him. " happy birthday mister potter" came a low voice and then the was a swish of a cloak and the figure was gone . Harry abruptly passed out. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------
A sudden knock at the door brought Harry out of his thoughts. he stood up and silently prayed it wasn't one of his so called friends . A girl that looked like she was a 1st year stood in the doorway. Her mouth was partially open and she looked as though she had lost her ability to speak.
" I ... ah ..I" Harry smiled and he found the door slammed in his face.
Harry sat down as if nothing had happened and pulled out a drawing pad from his knapsack. The picture looking back at him was of his godfather, god how he missed him. The picture showed Sirius at the height of his days with short hair and a smile that could melt anyone's heart.
Harry ran his hands through his own hair and smiled it was shorter than usual and was spiked with a spell he found in a book that he had found. It was a lot more tame than it had been in his earlier years at Hogwarts. He turned his attention back to the pencil drawing and continued to work.

The scenery was swiftly changing through the glass window pane. From the tidy fields to the wilderness of northern England. Harry feel asleep at some point and he didn't awake until he heard a familiar whistle at the Hogsmead station . he pulled 3 small vials from his pocket and downed the contents that where in each.
Harry than stood up stretched out his arms and yawned . The yawn sounded like a lions roar in a small way. When harry stepped out into the corridor he found that he towered over the younger students. He had grown slowly but he now was 6'1". He slowly made his way towards the exit when a compartment near him slid open and a slythern boy stepped out. Not just any slythern but Draco Malfoy. Harry's new keener sense of smell picked up something odd about draco. As Harry continued to stare draco starred back with an astonished look on his faced.
A firm hand came down on Harry's shoulder and he turned away from draco into sparkling blue eyes.
"not fighting before the term ever begins now are you'
"no professor" the boy said in unison
"Good Good now harry I would like to have a word with you." Harry turned to follow the old man he despised and gave one last look at draco who smirked at him. Harry didn't know why he did it but he smiled back at him. ._____________________________________________________
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sorry that was so short...please tell me if i should continue......if so the next one will be longer