Hey. This is my first Draco/Harry Fic. This will be SLASH (male/male)
later on; right now I'm just introducing the set and plot ECT. But be
warned, it will be slash. If you don't like that, then LEAVE
Rating of this chapter: PG Rating of overall story: R (for sexual references, swearing and all.)
DISCLAMER: I am not JKR, and if I were I would own Harry potter. And if I owed Harry potter, I would not just be putting him in my stories. DIRTY!
So, please be my guest and read this lovely story that I have so kindly written for all of you. I hope that you like it, and if you don't that's just to bad!
It was once again July 31st. Harry was in his room singing 'Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me'. It was 12:00. Harry was alone, but that wasn't a big surprise. He was at the Dursley's house. He was lying on his back on the small bed. His eyes closed. He wasn't tired, not at all. He was really quite awake. And he didn't know why. He thought about his Hogwarts friends. Oh, how he missed his friends. He would want nothing other than to be with them right now at Hogwarts. He still had a month to go. It was horrible at the Dursleys.
//Oh well, // Harry thought // At least I'm not in that damn cupboard anymore //
And with that he fell asleep
~*~*~
Harry got up the next morning to the sound of uncle Vernon and aunt petunia having what sounded like a yelling companion He rubbed his eyes.
"HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU QUESTION ME! I KNOW WHAT I HAD, AND NOW IT IS GONE! TELL ME, DID MY TROPHY JUST GET UP AND WALK AWAY IN THE NIGHT?"
"DON'T ASK ME VERNON! HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME!'
It seemed to get all too quiet all of a sudden and then Harry could barley make out the conversation that was a floor below him.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be blaming you"
Heavy footsteps
"Dudley! Good morning dear! How did you sleep!?"
"Fine, mum."
"Dudley" Uncle Vernon said sternly "Do you know anything about my trophy?"
"What trophy dad?" Dudley now sounded like his mouth was full of food. Harry got out of bed, and went downstairs.
"You know perfectly well what trophy. The one that I won last year! It was gold and shiny.."
"Oh, that trophy."
Harry now entered the kitchen.
"Yes, that trophy, have you seen it Dudley. It is very important."
"I think Harry has it."
Harry stopped in the doorway looking very shocked.
"H ARRY!"
Harry shook his head. "I don't know what he is talking about! I don't know! I don't have it, Its not me.." Harry tried to calm his raging uncle. But it seemed to have the reverse affect on the extremely large person in front of him.
"HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY TROPHY YOU LITTLE PRICK! YOU AND YOUR FREAK WAYS! TYPICAL! JUST TYPICAL!" Uncle Vernon looked like he was going to explode. His eyes were wide.
"I don't have it!" Harry tried again
"DON'T LIE TO ME BOY!"
"I'm not the one who is lying, Dudley is the one that is lying. He's just trying to get me into troub-"
"DUDLEY!? NOW YOU ARE BLAMING YOUR FREAKISH WAYS ON DUDLEY!"
"No, now I'm sure that Dudley is perfectly innocent in this situation," Harry started.
"YES! HE IS- WAIT! ARE YOU GETTING SMART WITH ME? GO TO YOUR ROOM! AND DON'T COME DOWN UNTIL YOU ARE CALLED!"
Harry didn't bother to try and convince his beet red uncle that he was in fact innocent. // Dudley is such a moron! He just wants to get me in trouble, well it worked. //
He slowly made his way up the stairs to his room. It wasn't the first time that he was sent to his room for long periods of time, he just got used to it by now. But this time there was a surprise waiting for him in his room. Pig had just entered his open window.
"Settle down pig! Settle down" Harry tried to grab the small owl out of the air but it was nearly impossible. Pig seemed to think this was a very fun game 'don't let Harry catch you, or your it'. Harry, on the other hand, did not find this quite amusing and stood on his bed and literally jumped on the small owl. They both hit the floor with a loud crash.
At first Harry was worried that the little owl might be hurt, but that idea went out of his brain when pig started to bite at his finger. "OW! Okay, just hold still" Harry tried desperately to get the note off the bird's leg. Finally he untied it and set Pig loose in his room. Pig began playing the 'don't let Harry catch you game' while Harry sat down to read the letter.
Harry-
Happy birthday! I hope that those muggles that you are living with are treating you well.
I was just wondering if you wanted to come to the burrow on the 18th. We can go
to Diagon alley later with Hermione. It's all okay with mum and dad. Just send
me a Confirmation letter. We can pick you up using a Kaxi so the muggles wont
get Suspicious. Happy birthday!
Ron
Harry smiled at the letter. Then he picked up the parcel that was attached to it. It was wrapped in blue paper. Harry turned it over in his hands and guessed it was a book. And as soon as he opened it, he realized he was right. It was a book. A very nice book called ' History of Quititch- Advanced.' Harry smiled. He turned the book over in his hands, very much like he had down when it was still wrapped. He put it down on his desk and started to write Ron a reply to send with Pig.
Ron-
Thanks for the book, that was really good. It'll give me something to read while
I'm here.
I'm sure that I can come on the 18th. I'll just have to get past Dursley somehow,
But don't worry I'll manage that. Oh, and by the way it's a T-A-X-I not a Kaxi.
Thanks again!
Harry
Harry re-read the letter and then struggled to get Pig again. Once he had caught him, with much effort, he tied the letter to the small brown bird and basically threw him out the window in a little ball. Harry silently laughed as the little bird flew. But as he looked out the window, the little brown dot was getting smaller but a large dot was getting bigger. It took a while to figure out that it was a different owl heading towards him. Harry didn't recognize this owl, It was big and black. He quickly opened the letter and read:
Harry; Hello. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope this letter finds you in good health. I got an owl from Ron, saying that you might be going to the burrow before Hogwarts. I can meet you to at Diagon ally on the 20th. Hope to see you then
Hermione
Harry opened the small paper bag that the owl was holding in its beak. Inside was a very small crystal. It was so beautiful. It was much brighter than muggle crystals and it shone beautifully. Inside it was every single color. It wasn't like the muggle ones. But it was ever color in one. It was absolutely breath taking. Harry took another piece of paper and wrote Hermione a quick thank you note
Hermione;
Thank you so much for the gift. It's breathtaking! Yes, I am going to the burrow on the 18th. I'm looking forward to meeting you at Diagon alley. Bye
Harry.
He rolled up this letter and tied it to the owls leg. It flew off immediately. Harry sighed and walked over to his bed. He took off his shirt and his pants and layed on the bed, getting under his covers. He took out the book that Ron had bought him for his birthday. He read it until his eyes would not say open any longer. He sighed and turned off the light.
~*~*~*~*
" HARRYY GET UP THIS INSTANT!''
Harry blinked.
"GET OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW!"
Harry blinked again. It all came into focus. His aunt, uncle and Dudley were his his room. He didn't know why. Then he saw why his Uncle was yelling. He was holding a golden, bright, shinny trophy in his hand
"I FOUND THIS IN YOUR ROOM! IT WAS IN YOUR CLOSET! DUDLEY KNEW EXACLY WHERE IT WAS! YOU WILL PAY FORR THIS! THIS IS A CRIME! YOU WILL BE PUNISHED! MARK MY WORD YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!"
Harry sat up "I don't know what you're talking about. That thing was never in my room; I never put it there. I don't know who did." Harry stopped short. He looked at Dudley's guilty smiled and glared at him.
"You," He whispered to Dudley
"Mum, I don't know what Harry is talking about? Has he gone mad!?"
"I don't know dudleykins, but I think we best go and let your father deal with this on his own."
"Yes mom, I think so too" and with that Dudley left the room, but not before flashing Harry one more of those totally guilty looks.
"Now, boy. This is very serious crime!
"I DIDN'T do anything!
"DON'T IIE TO ME! The police will be here any second anyhow, so it doesn't matter what you say!"
Harry was shocked. "The-The Police?"
"Yes, of corse the police. You stole and that is a crime. You will be punished to the full extent of the law."
Harry stood out of bed, looking very stupid in only boxers. He looked way to small compared to his giant uncle.
"Are they going to arrest me for something I didn't even do!?" Harry was panicking. //The police? The muggle police? Why, oh why did Dudley do this. Why did he cross the line, yet again? This is just so uncanny! This really should not be happening. DAMN! //
~*~*~2 hours later*~*~*~
"WHAT CAN I SAY TO CONVINCE YOU PEOPLE! YOU ARE ALL MAD?! IT WAS JUST MY COUSIN PLAYING A STUPID JOKE! I CANT BELIEVE IT!" Harry stood up in the white, padded room. He had been yelling at a policeman who was sitting across from him. Harry looked across the room at a very large mirror. He immediately knew that it was not a mirror, but a window. But a special window the people on the other side could see in, but Harry only saw himself.
"Is that kid crazy?" Said a man on the other side of the 'mirror' as he watched the frantic Harry potter sit down again. He defiantly looked crazy. His black hair was all over his head and he was only wearing boxers and a very over large trench coat that was Uncle Vernon's.
"I don't know, sure looks like it. Maybe we should just keep him here a night or two, we don't want him getting into anymore trouble."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO STAY OVERNIGHT? I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, DAMNIT. JUST LET ME LEAVE!"
"Settle down, it's not that bad. Just take it as a warning not to steal anything like that ever again."
The officer led Harry down a hallway until they reached another hall that had 7 Cells. They were all filled with scary looking people. One man was singing on the top of his lungs. The officer took out a key and opened the last cell.
"In you get" He said as he shoved Harry inside an empty cell. At least Harry thought it was empty. Until he saw a very small man, no, boy in the corner. It was hard to tell who it was. it sort of looked like..
Draco Malfoy.
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A/N- I hoped you like this one. Its my first try on a Harry potter/Draco fic so please tell me what you think. If you think that this is a horrible plot already, tell me that I wont write anymore. But if you want to see where my twisted mind is going with this, then please review! Thanks so much! AND REVIEW!
Rating of this chapter: PG Rating of overall story: R (for sexual references, swearing and all.)
DISCLAMER: I am not JKR, and if I were I would own Harry potter. And if I owed Harry potter, I would not just be putting him in my stories. DIRTY!
So, please be my guest and read this lovely story that I have so kindly written for all of you. I hope that you like it, and if you don't that's just to bad!
It was once again July 31st. Harry was in his room singing 'Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me'. It was 12:00. Harry was alone, but that wasn't a big surprise. He was at the Dursley's house. He was lying on his back on the small bed. His eyes closed. He wasn't tired, not at all. He was really quite awake. And he didn't know why. He thought about his Hogwarts friends. Oh, how he missed his friends. He would want nothing other than to be with them right now at Hogwarts. He still had a month to go. It was horrible at the Dursleys.
//Oh well, // Harry thought // At least I'm not in that damn cupboard anymore //
And with that he fell asleep
~*~*~
Harry got up the next morning to the sound of uncle Vernon and aunt petunia having what sounded like a yelling companion He rubbed his eyes.
"HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU QUESTION ME! I KNOW WHAT I HAD, AND NOW IT IS GONE! TELL ME, DID MY TROPHY JUST GET UP AND WALK AWAY IN THE NIGHT?"
"DON'T ASK ME VERNON! HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME!'
It seemed to get all too quiet all of a sudden and then Harry could barley make out the conversation that was a floor below him.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be blaming you"
Heavy footsteps
"Dudley! Good morning dear! How did you sleep!?"
"Fine, mum."
"Dudley" Uncle Vernon said sternly "Do you know anything about my trophy?"
"What trophy dad?" Dudley now sounded like his mouth was full of food. Harry got out of bed, and went downstairs.
"You know perfectly well what trophy. The one that I won last year! It was gold and shiny.."
"Oh, that trophy."
Harry now entered the kitchen.
"Yes, that trophy, have you seen it Dudley. It is very important."
"I think Harry has it."
Harry stopped in the doorway looking very shocked.
"H ARRY!"
Harry shook his head. "I don't know what he is talking about! I don't know! I don't have it, Its not me.." Harry tried to calm his raging uncle. But it seemed to have the reverse affect on the extremely large person in front of him.
"HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY TROPHY YOU LITTLE PRICK! YOU AND YOUR FREAK WAYS! TYPICAL! JUST TYPICAL!" Uncle Vernon looked like he was going to explode. His eyes were wide.
"I don't have it!" Harry tried again
"DON'T LIE TO ME BOY!"
"I'm not the one who is lying, Dudley is the one that is lying. He's just trying to get me into troub-"
"DUDLEY!? NOW YOU ARE BLAMING YOUR FREAKISH WAYS ON DUDLEY!"
"No, now I'm sure that Dudley is perfectly innocent in this situation," Harry started.
"YES! HE IS- WAIT! ARE YOU GETTING SMART WITH ME? GO TO YOUR ROOM! AND DON'T COME DOWN UNTIL YOU ARE CALLED!"
Harry didn't bother to try and convince his beet red uncle that he was in fact innocent. // Dudley is such a moron! He just wants to get me in trouble, well it worked. //
He slowly made his way up the stairs to his room. It wasn't the first time that he was sent to his room for long periods of time, he just got used to it by now. But this time there was a surprise waiting for him in his room. Pig had just entered his open window.
"Settle down pig! Settle down" Harry tried to grab the small owl out of the air but it was nearly impossible. Pig seemed to think this was a very fun game 'don't let Harry catch you, or your it'. Harry, on the other hand, did not find this quite amusing and stood on his bed and literally jumped on the small owl. They both hit the floor with a loud crash.
At first Harry was worried that the little owl might be hurt, but that idea went out of his brain when pig started to bite at his finger. "OW! Okay, just hold still" Harry tried desperately to get the note off the bird's leg. Finally he untied it and set Pig loose in his room. Pig began playing the 'don't let Harry catch you game' while Harry sat down to read the letter.
Harry-
Happy birthday! I hope that those muggles that you are living with are treating you well.
I was just wondering if you wanted to come to the burrow on the 18th. We can go
to Diagon alley later with Hermione. It's all okay with mum and dad. Just send
me a Confirmation letter. We can pick you up using a Kaxi so the muggles wont
get Suspicious. Happy birthday!
Ron
Harry smiled at the letter. Then he picked up the parcel that was attached to it. It was wrapped in blue paper. Harry turned it over in his hands and guessed it was a book. And as soon as he opened it, he realized he was right. It was a book. A very nice book called ' History of Quititch- Advanced.' Harry smiled. He turned the book over in his hands, very much like he had down when it was still wrapped. He put it down on his desk and started to write Ron a reply to send with Pig.
Ron-
Thanks for the book, that was really good. It'll give me something to read while
I'm here.
I'm sure that I can come on the 18th. I'll just have to get past Dursley somehow,
But don't worry I'll manage that. Oh, and by the way it's a T-A-X-I not a Kaxi.
Thanks again!
Harry
Harry re-read the letter and then struggled to get Pig again. Once he had caught him, with much effort, he tied the letter to the small brown bird and basically threw him out the window in a little ball. Harry silently laughed as the little bird flew. But as he looked out the window, the little brown dot was getting smaller but a large dot was getting bigger. It took a while to figure out that it was a different owl heading towards him. Harry didn't recognize this owl, It was big and black. He quickly opened the letter and read:
Harry; Hello. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope this letter finds you in good health. I got an owl from Ron, saying that you might be going to the burrow before Hogwarts. I can meet you to at Diagon ally on the 20th. Hope to see you then
Hermione
Harry opened the small paper bag that the owl was holding in its beak. Inside was a very small crystal. It was so beautiful. It was much brighter than muggle crystals and it shone beautifully. Inside it was every single color. It wasn't like the muggle ones. But it was ever color in one. It was absolutely breath taking. Harry took another piece of paper and wrote Hermione a quick thank you note
Hermione;
Thank you so much for the gift. It's breathtaking! Yes, I am going to the burrow on the 18th. I'm looking forward to meeting you at Diagon alley. Bye
Harry.
He rolled up this letter and tied it to the owls leg. It flew off immediately. Harry sighed and walked over to his bed. He took off his shirt and his pants and layed on the bed, getting under his covers. He took out the book that Ron had bought him for his birthday. He read it until his eyes would not say open any longer. He sighed and turned off the light.
~*~*~*~*
" HARRYY GET UP THIS INSTANT!''
Harry blinked.
"GET OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW!"
Harry blinked again. It all came into focus. His aunt, uncle and Dudley were his his room. He didn't know why. Then he saw why his Uncle was yelling. He was holding a golden, bright, shinny trophy in his hand
"I FOUND THIS IN YOUR ROOM! IT WAS IN YOUR CLOSET! DUDLEY KNEW EXACLY WHERE IT WAS! YOU WILL PAY FORR THIS! THIS IS A CRIME! YOU WILL BE PUNISHED! MARK MY WORD YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!"
Harry sat up "I don't know what you're talking about. That thing was never in my room; I never put it there. I don't know who did." Harry stopped short. He looked at Dudley's guilty smiled and glared at him.
"You," He whispered to Dudley
"Mum, I don't know what Harry is talking about? Has he gone mad!?"
"I don't know dudleykins, but I think we best go and let your father deal with this on his own."
"Yes mom, I think so too" and with that Dudley left the room, but not before flashing Harry one more of those totally guilty looks.
"Now, boy. This is very serious crime!
"I DIDN'T do anything!
"DON'T IIE TO ME! The police will be here any second anyhow, so it doesn't matter what you say!"
Harry was shocked. "The-The Police?"
"Yes, of corse the police. You stole and that is a crime. You will be punished to the full extent of the law."
Harry stood out of bed, looking very stupid in only boxers. He looked way to small compared to his giant uncle.
"Are they going to arrest me for something I didn't even do!?" Harry was panicking. //The police? The muggle police? Why, oh why did Dudley do this. Why did he cross the line, yet again? This is just so uncanny! This really should not be happening. DAMN! //
~*~*~2 hours later*~*~*~
"WHAT CAN I SAY TO CONVINCE YOU PEOPLE! YOU ARE ALL MAD?! IT WAS JUST MY COUSIN PLAYING A STUPID JOKE! I CANT BELIEVE IT!" Harry stood up in the white, padded room. He had been yelling at a policeman who was sitting across from him. Harry looked across the room at a very large mirror. He immediately knew that it was not a mirror, but a window. But a special window the people on the other side could see in, but Harry only saw himself.
"Is that kid crazy?" Said a man on the other side of the 'mirror' as he watched the frantic Harry potter sit down again. He defiantly looked crazy. His black hair was all over his head and he was only wearing boxers and a very over large trench coat that was Uncle Vernon's.
"I don't know, sure looks like it. Maybe we should just keep him here a night or two, we don't want him getting into anymore trouble."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO STAY OVERNIGHT? I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, DAMNIT. JUST LET ME LEAVE!"
"Settle down, it's not that bad. Just take it as a warning not to steal anything like that ever again."
The officer led Harry down a hallway until they reached another hall that had 7 Cells. They were all filled with scary looking people. One man was singing on the top of his lungs. The officer took out a key and opened the last cell.
"In you get" He said as he shoved Harry inside an empty cell. At least Harry thought it was empty. Until he saw a very small man, no, boy in the corner. It was hard to tell who it was. it sort of looked like..
Draco Malfoy.
*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N- I hoped you like this one. Its my first try on a Harry potter/Draco fic so please tell me what you think. If you think that this is a horrible plot already, tell me that I wont write anymore. But if you want to see where my twisted mind is going with this, then please review! Thanks so much! AND REVIEW!