CHAPTER ONE

Note- this takes place a month or so after "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix", and of course I do not own Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy.

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"COME TO MY MUGGLE PARTY!"

The invitation read. It was written in neat handwriting, on regular notebook paper instead of parchment. Harry couldn't help but smile. After the hellish time he'd had since school had ended, he could use a chance to relax.

But then again, I doubt anyone can help me.

It had been two months since Malfoy had stared at him with absolute hate in his eyes, and vowed Harry would pay for putting Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father, in Azkaban. Harry hadn't exactly tried to calm him down, and they had almost gotten into a nasty fight, but Snape had intervened.

It was just stupid Malfoy. Why can't I forget it? Get a hold of yourself! Nothing he's ever said has affected me…. so why now?

Harry smacked the side of his head as hard as he could, then slumped onto his bed.

"It's not true, it's not true", he groaned, " It's sick, it's wrong, it's not true",

Nice Try. You love him, LOVE him, ha ha! You LOVE—

He pounded his head against the wall. Then, remembering, he sat up and turned to his desk, the invitation still on it.

The invitation was from Elliot Crowley, a Ravenclaw. Harry had only spoken to him once or twice. He yanked open a drawer, pulled out a quill and parchment, and began his R.S.V.P.

It'll go away. I just need to relax…..

To Be Continued……