So I guess this is going to be my memo thingy. I really hate these soo yah I probably won't write them a lot. Ummhh about the covenant story I don't know if I'm going to continue writing it soo. Yah. Well this is one of those ideas that you're like damn I need to write so I am. Please review and all the nice stuff. Looking for a beta reader, if anyone interested.

Warnings: love with quite an age gap if I might say. And bad words.

Parings: Harry/Draco

Summary: Harry James Potter is an ordinary 15 year old boy. That is if you call ordinary to be the richest person in his town. He feels like his is an adult but is he? What will happen when he meets 7 year old Draco Malfoy. Well he push him away or keep him close. But then again Draco is innocent. He's Harry's innocent angel. But will it last, will Draco's secret ruin what they have. Or will they bring the closer.

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Fifteen year old Harry James Potter walked down the street. He huffed as he kicked the dirty. He knew he shouldn't be kicking it but he couldn't help it. It was addicting. Have you ever kicked dirt? Its like a drug, once you do it you get hooked.

His parents where having a party and he was for a fact not going to be there. its not that he didn't like parties, its more like he hated people talking about how they just bought a new house, new car, and/or a new island.

Harry looked up as he crossed the street. Right in front of his face was a park. It was quite small; it had bare trees surrounding it like a protection shield. The children ran around the dying grass and kicked sand at each other in the sandbox. He found himself smiling he remembered how it felt how to be a child again. Well technically he was still a child, but let's say he grew up to fast. It's not like his parents didn't give him a childhood. No, they gave him everything, but harry hated it. He couldn't help it, it sucked, tons of toys but no one to play with him. His parents where always busy, his mom worked as a lawyer for the people who don't have the money for one. It was kind of said but it was true, she got called out a lot, it seems not a lot of people can afford lawyers. She was a loving mother, she always woke him up and kissed him goodnight. Now his dad worked for the ministry head judge for a fact, seems like his dad was the judge of one of Harry's mom hearings and well, next thing you know love at first sight.

Harry smiled, he wish he had love at first sight. Well just love. He felt so alone but it was okay. Harry looked up as soon as he heard a scream. Some kids where picking on a little blonde haired boy. Four against one isn't right. Harry thought as he made his way towards him. For some strange reason harry liked playing hero, he felt wanted. Harry ran up to the four boys as soon as he saw the blonde hair kid fall to the ground.

"Hey live him alone!" Harry yelled, he was mad, how dare those kids pick on the poor blonde hair boy? As soon as the four little bullies heard harry, they ran. Harry shocked his head.

"Idiots," he whispered. Harry's eyes feel onto the blonde boy on the ground. He looked like a broken angel, his blonde hair was tossed over his face and his nose was slowly bleeding, his pale face slowly become purple and red from the hits. The little boy was clutching his shirt, making Harry's heart ach. He looked so helpless.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked as he knelt down next to the small boy. The boy did not look a day over seven years old. Where are his parents? he wonder. How can they leave him alone? Harry's was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard cries coming from the little boy. Harry's first instinct was to grab the little boy, so he did. He quickly grab the child and brought him into his warm embrace.

"It's okay, they're gone I'm here now. No ones going to hurt you anymore." Harry eyes widen as the boy in his arms looked him in the eyes. His eyes where the color of the sky on a rainy day, and harry saw fear in them. He was scared. Harry hugged the boy tighter.

"They're gone?" said the little voice. It was quite feminine but why wouldn't it be he was young, really young harry reminded him self.

"Yes, don't worry about them anymore I'm here okay. They won't touch you while I'm here." Harry's hand slowly reached for the young boy's hair it was soft. Really soft.

"Thank you." The boy said as he pulled away from the hug. Harry felt the warmth leave him again. It sucked he wanted the child back in his arms and now. He nodded softly at Draco accepting his thanks.

"It's okay," he said as he stood up. He grabbed the boys back and brought him into a hug. "What's your name?" Harry smiled warmly at the child, who had a confused look on his face, he was probably wondering why Harry was holding him. He didn't need any more confronting, yet he still held him.

"My name is Draco." He said in a whisper. "I'm fine, so you can let go now." Harry blushed, the little boy, no Draco didn't want him holding him. He suddenly felt very sad.

"oh I'm sorry," he said as he rubbed the back of his head." I just wanted to make sure you weren't going to fall." Harry smiled at himself, yup, that was a good lie. Draco nodded. He had fallen for Harry's lie, but suddenly little Draco's eyes widen.

"I need to go home." He said before bolting down the street. Harry was stuck between following the little boy and making sure he was okay or going back to the party. He look down at his Rolex watch. It was fve o'clock; it would be getting dark soon. Harry looked at the way Draco ran and turned back and headed home. He would come back tomorrow and search for the boy. He would search for Draco. His broken angel.

The next day, just like harry said, he was there sitting on the bench, it was twelve o'clock p.m. and the sun was bright in the sky. He sat there hearing little feet crack the leaves on the ground. He scanned the heads on the play ground. Red heads, brunets, and dirty blondes. But no platinum blonde. No Draco. He signed. He had been waiting since ten o'clock. He knew he shouldn't be there that early, but just incase Draco was there early he came early. He yawned as he stretched his body out. He giggled as he felt someone touch his tickle spot he turned his head around and the first thing he saw was a small blonde hair boy with grey eyes.

"Draco," he screamed and hugged the little boy. "Why did you leave, did the bullies follow you? You should have told me you need to go home I would have walked you." His eyes widen. He was being watched, but not by the children but by an adult.

"Hello," said a feminine voice. It was nothing like Draco's, hers was a hundred percent female.

Harry felt his face turn bright red. "I'm sorry," he said and let go of Draco. He shifted his eyes down to the small boy, Draco was smiling up at him.

"Mister I want you to meet my mum, mum this guy saved me from the bullies." He said smiling, his eyes lighting up. Harry smiled at the young boy.

"My name is Harry," he said as he looked for the first time fully at Draco's mum. She was a skinny woman really frail looking. She had the same platinum hair but her had no sheen. The old age was good to her she didn't look that old she hardly had in wrinkles but she looked really tired.

"It is okay, Harry," she said. "Draco told me you saved him and he wanted me to meet you. Thank you." She looked down at Draco. "Draco always gets picked on, I'm happy you saved him, last time they broke his rib." Harry's eyes widen. Those fucken kids. They're going to die, he thought to himself. How could anyone hurt Draco? He was so innocent.

"Its okay, harry," said Draco's mum softly said. "my name is Narcissia," she said as she held out her hand for Harry to shake." Narcissia Malfoy and I would like to invite you to dinner, so I can repay you for saving my Draco." Harry shook her hand and then turned his eyes to Draco.

"That wont be necessary," he said and grabbed Draco close." I just ask for Draco to come to my house at least 3 times a week." He looked at Miss Malfoy hopefully.

"I don't know mister….. Wait Harry what's your last name?" she asked as she took Draco back into her arms. Draco smiled Harry and his mum where fighting over him. He felt so wanted.

"Potter." He said as he glared at the woman. How dare she take away what was his. Sweet innocent Draco was his and no one else. His eyes widen. He did not just think that. He couldn't have, Draco had a family he wasn't alone he didn't belong to him. Harry saved his life and that was it, Miss Malfoy didn't have to repay him, she didn't have to do anything. All harry knew was that it was all up to Miss Malfoy to decide if he ever saw Draco again.

"Ohh you're James boy, I knew it you too look alike." She said. "Your dad and my husband both work in the ministry." She let go of Draco and began walk to the swings, Draco ran straight to a black little swing in the middle. She expected harry to follow, and he did.

"Wow." He said. "It was destiny. There has to be a reason I met Draco, there had to be a reason I saved him." He said and looked at Miss Malfoy. She smiled as she watched Draco play on the swing.

"Look, I just want Draco to come and play with some toys I have, I never really liked them and it would be nice if they didn't go to waste." That was good, Harry thought. Sound like an adult and she'll say yes.

"Mister Potter, I know you want to protect Draco. And I appreciate that a lot. I really don't have that much time to play with him. And since I know your father I will allow it." She looked Harry straight in the eyes. "Please don't hurt my little angel."

"I wont" harry said as he stood up. "He will come to my house every other day. Starting today." He looked at Miss Malfoy. She nodded softly and walked up to Draco. Harry watched as the two said there good byes. He knew he was demanding a lot. But, since his dad was the richest person in the town, he always got what he wanted. And he wanted Draco. He stared at the young boy, he was an angel an innocent angel, and he was now Harry's. Harry smirked to himself as Draco ran up to him.

"Mum said I can go play with you harry, but when dad comes to pick me up after work I have to leave." He said in his tiny voice. Harry grabbed a hold of Draco's hand and began to walk.

"Of course Draco," he smirked to himself.

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Chapter one is done. Yay please tell me what you think. So I know wither or not to countine ths story. Next chapy goes up when I get 5 reviews. Please and thank you.