Harry sighed as he stared out the window of the god forsaken window in the Dursley house. They had once again locked him in the room as they remembered that they had three days until Harry was able to do magic. "This sucks." He muttered tapping absent mindedly on the window glass. He was waiting to be yelled at to do his chores, but they yell never came, instead he saw the car drive off and a second later his own owl was tapping at the window, wanting in and wanting it badly. Harry rushed to unlock the window and nearly killed himself as the window flew upwards and the owl burst into the room.
He stumbled back and fell off the ledge of the window that he had been sitting on. "Ow!" He yelped as he landed on one of the forgotten textbooks that Hermione would yell at him for not studying from. Tied to the snow owl's leg was a letter with the insignia of Hogwarts. His heart skipped a beat as what he had been waiting for all summer was in his hands. He pried it open as gently as he could and pulled out of the papers of what he would need for his seventh year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizarding.
Finally he got to the letter in Headmaster Dumbledore's own handwriting. He cautiously opened it and his emerald eyes sparkled at what was written.
Dear
Mr. Potter, As you should very well know you are going into
your Seventh Year at Hogwarts and this is the age at which Head boys
and girls are picked. This year we have had a little change among the
tradition, but I am proud to say that you are one of the Head Boys.
Congratulations and please, this year no interesting way of getting
school. Take the train and meet me, Professor No magic for two days Harry, but I will see you on
the Hogwarts Express.
Sincerely,
The
Headmaster of Hogwarts
Albus DumbledoreHarry
let out a whoop of joy as he raced to start packing. He dug out a
quill and piece of parchment and quickly wrote to Ron and Hermione.
Then he settled down to tell the news to his Aunt and Uncle. They
would ecstatic to be rid of The-Boy-Who-Lived so early compared to
the actual start of Hogwarts.
Harry stood on Platform 9¾ with his trunk and his friends by his side. Apparently Hermione was Head Girl, but she was talking up a storm and Harry finally started to tune in as he heard something that caught his interest, "Can you repeat that?" He asked turned to them.
"Jeez Harry, you need to listen more, but I will repeat it since you should know this." She cast an annoyed glance at Harry before her eyes softened to repeat what she had been talking so fast about to Ron, "This year they broke the tradition of having only one Head Girl and Boy. There was apparently a tie between two boys and two girls!" Her face was bright red with the effort it was taking her not to shout this out at the top of her lungs. "I know the other girl was some Slytherin, but I have no idea who the boy is Harry!"
"Well, it should have been me." Ron stated with clear distaste for who ever had gotten the second position that would be around his friends more then he would probably have been.
Hermione realized this and kissed Ron, "I'm still going to hang with you and so if Harry." Harry nodded as he turned back to the train. He felt like a third wheel whenever his best friends started acting like lovers. Of course they had been hanging out together all summer and had gotten together while Harry had been stuck with his fat cousin, but it was not bothering him that they had done that.
"I just wonder who the other person is." Harry commented as the Hogwarts express roared into view and a door stopped in front of him. "Oh joy, the forth compartment. Let's grab our own one and Ron can stay with the stuff." He said looking hopefully at his best friend, "We'll be back as soon as possible."
"fine." He grumbled as he dragged his trunk on the train and quickly found an empty room for them. He quickly pushed the three trunks in and was glad when his little sister Ginny sat down. Harry found himself staring at her, but the look of hatred she returned to him was enough to make him suddenly feel out of place.
"We'll be back soon." Hermione promised as she started to drag a sheepish Harry through the crowd and towards the front of the train, "Harry!" She snapped trying to wake the raven haired boy up.
"Huh?"
"You were staring at Ginny." She commented. A blush rose on Harry's face and he jerked his arm free as he avoided the conversation and made his way towards the front of the compartment. He thought he saw Draco's platinum blond hair ahead a bit, but he wasn't sure. He just knew that in a second they would be in the richly decorated compartment that was the first compartment of the train.
Cautiously he opened the door and look in to see the Head of his house sitting in a patient manor, the Headmaster sitting next to her with his ever pensive face and the Potions Master pacing the room. He quickly saw the girl that Hermione had been talking about and he turned to see if the other boy was here. Indeed he was.
It was Draco Malfoy and he had the signature Malfoy smirk on his face.
"Ah welcome Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger. Glad you could join us." Dumbledore said as he quickly stood and motioned for Hermione and Harry to sit in the open seats. Sadly they were next to the two other people. Hermione and the girl smiled pleasantly at each other, but the only thing exchanged between Draco and Harry were a dark glare (from Harry) and a knowing smile (from Malfoy himself).
"You see, this year there was a strict tie between Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter and between Ms. Granger and Ms. Bulstrode. Since you all know each other I decided to simply have two of each position." He paused to gaze fondly at the students sitting in front of him. "You will not need to share a room though and each of you shall have a private room in your dormitories. Harry, your password is chocolate frogs. Hermione, your password is fizzing whizbees. Millicent your password is Ice Mice and last, but not least Draco your password is Jelly slugs."
McGonagall stood up and said, "Hermione, Millicent, please take the first patrol of the train and I do request that you go tell Mr. Weasley that if he wished to spend time with you two on the ride he best come up here for I request that you stay up here in between patrols." She shot a knowing glance in Harry's direction before the three Professors left.
Hermione smiled and said, "I'll go send Ron in this direction." With a gentle smile she left with Millicent, a girl that in recent years she had become friends with.
"Well, well, Potter, seems like we'll be seeing a lot of each other." Draco's smooth voice sent a shiver down Harry's spine and Harry moved to one of the recently abandoned seats.
"Whatever Draco. Just don't bother me." He commented and was glad to see the flash of red hair that meant Ron was here. He quickly fell into conversation with Ron and tried to ignore Draco staring at him and the weird feeling it brought up in his stomach.
A month passed with little interaction between Harry and Draco, mostly because Harry had also become co-captain of the Quiditch team and thankfully Ron had become captain. Harry had no idea what he would have done if Ron had gotten no special position.
Of course any time Draco sent that same look to him he felt those butterflies rise in his stomach and he had no idea why, but what confused him more was that Draco was making him get those abnormal feelings. He didn't like guys. The last time he had felt the butterflies was when he had been going out with Ginny.
"Hello Harry." Draco smooth voice interrupted his thoughts and he turned sharply to find the platinum blonde male standing only feet from him in the pitch black hall of Hogwarts.
"What do you want Malfoy?" He asked forcing bitterness into his voice that had been in his voice since the day Draco had insulted Ron and offered to be Harry's friend six years and a few weeks prior to that moment.
"Just to ask why you happen to be breaking Hogwarts rules? Not even Head Boys are supposed to out passed two in the morning Potter." Draco answered with that same smirk covering his pale lips.
"I didn't know of that rule?" Harry snapped, suddenly feeling a strong urge to hit Malfoy right in his mouth.
"Well, I'm going to have to report you to Dumbledore." Draco replied with that smirk taunting Harry. Harry couldn't resist himself as he sent a strong punch right into Draco's mouth.
"You're a little fucker." Harry hissed at the male before him. Draco was holding his nose, but as he looked up his eyes were even brighter.
"Detention Potter, two straight nights with me and I'll forget to tell Dumbledore about tonight and I'll forget to take away points. Sound fair?" His split lip curled into a smile before he winced. Draco cast a quickly healing spell on the broken lip as he waited for a response. His mind was already racing as to what he could do to Potter in those two nights he had him in detention.
"Fine, just don't try anything Malfoy." Harry muttered turned on his heels and making his way back to the Gryffindor common room. He didn't even know how he had gotten himself down to the Dungeons, but since Malfoy seemed to have been in a nice mood by offering detention Harry would take it.
"Only because I don't want to loose this position." He muttered to himself as some sort of explanation as he pushed the door open and strode to his small portrat that led right into his room.
"Chocolate Frogs." He walked in and plopped on his bed. Soon he was in another fitful sleep only the dreams that were causing him to toss and turn would be sickening to most people. Only they were getting Harry rather hard.
"Damn you Malfoy."