Hey this story has been posted before but I have tried to tidy it up a bit. So I thought readers would like to have at it. Let me know what you think. If you don't like it, I won't post the rest of it.

AMENDMENT- after a review i recieved about draco's birthday, i have changed the date, though this is slightly AU but still, i will bow to the masses! Thanks to that person by the way.

Chapter 1 — The Fight

In Hogwarts, you can always guarantee that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy would be fighting. It was the norm, the ying and yang, the equilibrium, and so on and so forth, so, as the story begins we find ourselves amidst another argument between these two young men.

The potions class was seated for their lesson, brewing a potentially dangerous mixture. The class progressed as normal, with little incident. During this time, Harry has added the wrong ingreadient to his potion which was beginning to look quite a bit yellow instead of the intended green.

Hermione popped her head toward Harry and whispered a charm over his cauldron. Harry smiled at her in thanks and turned to help her with her own potion. Meanwhile Malfoy had seen the interaction and a smirk graced his face. He got up from his station and approached the two at their workbench.

"So Potter, I see your mudblood girlfriend prevented you from blowing us all up with your inept potions skills hmm."

Quick as a flash Harry's eyes darkened and his face became red with anger. Hermione urged him to ignore Malfoy, but Harry's temper got the better of him as he turned to face his nemesis.

"You better take that back Malfoy or you might find yourself in a situation in which you really don't want to be." Harry snarled.

The tone caused Draco to stop stunned. It was the same tone his father used when chastising him. The force of the snarl and Harry's sudden advancing steps caused Draco to panic and hit out at Harry. No one knew what really happened next as a blue light flashed and Harry flew across the room and landed with a sickening thud, disappearing without any cause.

Silence reigned in the seconds that passed and students began to chatter amongst themselves. Ron, who by this point was alerted to Harry's sudden disappearance, marched towards Draco, his face matching his Weasley red hair, grabbing Draco by his robes.

"What have you done Malfoy?" Ron shouted.

Draco seemed frozen in fear. The boy couldn't move, his legs felt like jelly, but he stood as much as he was able. It was then that Draco came face to face with his father and Professor Snape. He wasn't quite sure where his father had come from and Snape had left the room to do something half an hour previously.

The two men both looked very pale and worn. Their expressions were a clouded mist of guild, hatred and an unreadable expression that Draco swore was love. He couldn't fathom why they wored that particular emotion and didn't particularly wish to find out.

Lucius looked down upon his son, bending slightly before lifting his slight offspring into his arms. Draco was startled by the gesture but settled peacefully as he was carried down the hallway.

Lucius, contrary to popular belief did love his son; more so than anyone ever thought possible. It was a very frightening series of events that lead to Draco's birth, and Lucius pined for the day his family would be complete, whole and protected. You see, Draco wasn't the son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, oh no, his parents were a couple married out of Hogwarts and in love. Lucius had longed for his lover, and it pained him to see the world around him crumble away.

The halls were quite long and narrow as Lucius kept walking, silence reigned and the atmosphere was thick with tension. They eventually came to a tall, mahogany door that was decorated with snakes twisted round a docile lion. Draco had enough awareness to be slightly confused by the decor, well; you would if you were Draco. Lucius whispered the password, of which Draco just about heard, 'Luke and Emerald' yet another confusing clue as it were.

Stepping into the room Lucius sighed heavily and put Draco on his feet. He looked at his father and stared deep into his eyes finding it quite disturbing at the look of abject fear on his face. It looked as if his father hadn't been in these rooms for a very long time.

The room itself was large, with cream walls separated by oak wood panels. The floor was made of soft marble-like carpet. Looking around there were two small cream leather sofas and a small cream leather chair. The fire was the brightest shade of emerald and it was encrusted with the password Draco had heard. 'Luke and Emerald' and small silver and gold snakes wound themselves around the surround. Draco looked in awe of the room. It looked so cosy, and full of life. Draco started to wander around the apartment type quarters and came across the bedroom. Lucius noticed his sons' movements but decided it was best that he find out the truth on his own.

Opening the door Draco stepped inside. The room was very large and decorative. The burgundy wall-covering was accentuated by the light red carpet. Draco looked at the bed which was blood-red, in keeping with the red decor. As Draco moved around the room he came upon a large photo album that yet again held the cryptic words, 'Luke and Emerald' - 'well, that's interesting' Draco thought as he opened the album and looked inside,

PHOTO ALBUM OF LUCIUS MATTHEW MALFOY AND

HARRY JAMES POTTER-MALFOY

COMPLETED ON JULY 7 1973

ALBUM REMADE ON DECEMBER 17 1980

Draco stared at the names written on the album, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he didn't want to know, but a morbid sense of curiosity he looked at the photos. The first one was of a small child, only a few days old. He realised that this child must be him, and sure enough he saw the inscription that confirmed it:

Draco Lucius James Malfoy-Potter
Born: 6th June 1980

"No!" he shouted loudly as he gazed at each of the photographs.

Lucius rushed to his son's side as soon as he heard the exclamation. Draco was crouched on the floor, confusion written in his face, and his hair was sticking up in all directions, tears in his eyes. Lucius looked at his son and couldn't for the life of him figure out what he could tell his only son.

"Draco I..." Lucius began,

Lucius' throat dried up and he just looked at Draco with something akin to sadness and pain, so much pain.

"Draco, I-I have something you need to know. Something very important" Lucius whispered,

So much so that Draco hardly heard it.

"I pray you let me finish before you speak my little dragon, otherwise, well, I don't know if I can bear the rejection by you."

Draco sat there listening to his father, not able to speak. His feet were flat on the floor as he sat beside his father, who also lay in the same position. Lucius Malfoy had dreaded this day for many years, and he knew now was the time to make amends with his husband, as well as his son.

"Draco, when you and Mr Potter were fighting in the hall, something happened that would change the course of history as we know it. You sent him over twenty years in the past, to when I was at school..."

Flashback

A young Lucius Malfoy walked along the corridors of Hogwarts, wanting to get to his last class of the day which happened to be potions. Lucius didn't much like potions, he couldn't make them to save his life.

As he was rounding a corner a bright white light assaulted his vision and a small body lay in its place. Lucius wasn't much the caring soul, but it was clear this boy needed help, and Lucius didn't fancy having to explain why he left the boy there to die.

With a deep breath he picked up the small body, amazed at its lightness and walked confidently to the infirmary. As he travelled the young boy groaned slightly, mumbling under his breath, about what, Lucius didn't rightly know. He gazed at the young boy, and saw the mop of messy jet black hair, which lay lopsided on his small head. He noticed his sparkling green eyes, and the way the boy looked at him in that moment. It looked like shock and fear. The boy shivered in his arms so he adjusted the young man so that he was securely pressed against Lucius' chest.

The hospital ward was quiet, thank Merlin. Lucius strode in and deposited the young man on the bed and went to fetch the matron. Within minutes the young matron stepped in the room and saw the young boy sitting on the bed. She looked quite startled at first, but regained her composure and checked him over. He looked healthy but she tsks at his lack of body fat. She furrowed her brow and smiled at the young man. She then turned to Lucius,

"Mr Malfoy will you be kind enough to fetch the headmaster for me?" Lucius nodded his head and turned around, but not before seeing Harry stare at him shock and disbelief.

The matron turned back to the shell shocked young man and smiled affectionately at him.

"When are you from dearie?" she asked him softly.

Harry looked at her whispering, "2004, Madam"

and Madam Pomphrey smiled again and told him to sit still until the headmaster arrived. Within what seemed like seconds the headmaster came into the infirmary.

"What seems to be the problem Poppy?" the headmaster asked.

Poppy turned her head to where Harry was fast asleep. She gestured for the headmaster to come into her office. He did so, with some trepidation.

They sat down for a moment and then Poppy began,

"Headmaster, it seems we have a time traveller. He's from 2004 he says, I haven't had much time to speak with him, but he is underweight, yet seemingly physically unharmed."

Poppy then looked back at the headmaster who had got a twinkle in his eyes...

"So it has begun" he said before he got up and walked out of the room.

End of Flashback

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