Loudly Silent

Chapter One

-Super Rare Card-

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in Harry Potter, although as much as I might wish it I am not Draco's wife, teehee. Although I do say he looks mighty good in leather :licks lips: Any who, onto the story.

Harry stared out the window of the Hogwarts Express with a feeling of guilt. Hermione and Ron sat near him, arguing once again. And yet they had no clue about Harry. He sighed and turned to look at Ron who had just jumped to his feet in anger. Harry rubbed his temples and rolled his eyes.
"Ron, Hermione, please stop arguing. I have a bloody headache and you two are only making it worse." He stated calmly. Ron just looked at him for a moment like he had gone mad and then calmly, yet reluctantly, sat back down beside Harry. Hermione gave him a look of sympathy and muttered under her breath a brief sorry.
"Sorry mate," Ron chimed. "Didn't mean to burst your eardrums."
Harry smiled a half grin.
"It's okay Ron, I've just been stressed that's all."
Hermione stared at him and looked as if she was about to say something when the compartment door slid open.
"Anything off the trolley dears?" Asked the kind woman who always sold treats on the Hogwarts Express.
Hermione closed her mouth and side glanced Harry.
"Three chocolate frogs, please." She extended her had and gave the woman four sickels.
"Thank you dear. Here's your chocolate." Hermione took the frogs from the woman and sat them on the empty seat beside her.

After everyone had bought everything they wanted, and the woman had moved on, Hermione gave a frog each to Ron and Harry. Ron gratefully accepted and began to open the box. But Harry stared at the chocolate frog in his lap.
"You shouldn't have wasted your money."
"Why not? My mum gave me twenty Muggle dollars to exchange for the ride. Besides," she shrugged. "Chocolate makes you feel better."
Right before Ron was about to bite into the Chocolate Frog he stared at Hermione.
"Not poisend is it?"
Harry laughed and opened his frog and took a bite into it and waited. Then he fell mock dead against the window. He righted himself back up and extended his arms straight in front of him and turned to Ron.
"Give me your braiiiinnnn." Harry exclaimed, which had Ron on the floor in fits of laughter. Harry himself has laughing too.
Hermione rolled her eyes "Boys." She muttered.
When Ron had righted himself again, he looked at his wizard card.
"Oi! Harry! I got you again!" Harry took the card that was extended to him and peered into his own image.
"I've never seen this card before." He stated. "Why would they make a card of me?"
Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Isn't it obvious? You're the 'boy who lived'."
Harry looked up from the card to stare at Hermione.
"But that was seventeen years ago."
"So, just because you're a seventh year doesn't mean people will stop staring at you."
All the while Ron happily munch on Bertie Bots Every Flavor Beans.
"Oi, Harry, what card did you get?"
Harry looked down at his card for the first time. This card was unlike any wizard card he'd ever seen. It wasn't a hologram, but a sketch. A hooded figure with gleaming snakelike eyes looked back at him. Below it said.

Tom "Voldemort" Riddle (Date of birth and Death unknown) Best known for his demise over the years before the boy who lived was born. When one day he tried killing infant Harry Potter, and the killing curse backfired. Killing him instead if the boy.

Ron stared at him, waiting for an answer. Hermione looked at him in wonder.
"What's wrong Harry?"
Harry, hand shaking, handed the card to Hermione and leaned his head back against the window.
"Well, who is it then?" Ron said anxiously.
Hermione turned the card to face him and Ron grabbed it.
"Sorry mate . . . But Harry, want to know something scary? They only made one of these."
Harry Sighed.
"Just My luck I get it."

Later that day, the trio were talking less, and still on the train bound for Hogwarts. Harry was spinning a ring around between his fingers, remembering who gave it to him.

They had cupped Harry's cheek and kissed him gently. When they had pulled back, Harry pulled back as well, but very reluctantly. They had slid the ring onto his finger.
"It's a promise ring," they had said, "I promise that I will love you forever and for always, and when we make our relationship public, I will show my love for you every second of every day." That night they had been wrapped, naked in each others arms, enjoying every second before the school end feast the next day.

'It was the last time I saw you' Harry began thinking, 'I dreamed of you yes, of every moment that I shared with you.'
Hermione looked at Harry and saw the distant look in his eyes, she looked at the ring that now was on his fourth finger on his left hand. She was once again about to open her mouth to speak when the compartment door opened yet again. This time it was someone less pleasant.
In walked Draco Malfoy, closely flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. His silver-blonde hair reflected the light, and his silver rimed eyes glimmered in secrecy.
"Weasel, Grimy." He greeted Ron and Hermione. He looked Harry in the eye and hid a smile behind his eyes.
"Potter" he said in disgust.
"Malfoy."He said, equally disgusted.
"Word has it Potter,"he spat. "That you have been made Quiditch captain this year."
Harry nodded,
"I have, yes. What's it to you Malfoy?"
He grinned, and pointed to his badge.
"I have been made head boy."
At this Ron and Hermione jumped out of their seats, both screaming the same thing.
"Impossible!!"
Draco's eyes looked at each in turn, then looked at Hermione's Badge. He scoffed.
"A mudblood, for a head girl?" he laughed. "I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other. That goes for the lot of you." He then turned and left, but before he exited the compartment he flashed a secret smiled to someone, that only two people saw. Yet only one understood fully the meaning behind the smile.

Later when the Hogwarts Express arrived at Hogwarts, Hermione bounded off the train, the first to leave. Harry and Ron stood up to follow. But when the stepped off the train, she was no where in site.
"What's with her?" Harry asked. But Ron only shrugged.
Ron and Harry headed toward the carriages and Ron stepped into the second to last. When Harry stepped near it the door slammed in his face. The carriage was full.
"I'll get the next one" he mouthed to Ron and Ron nodded.
So Harry climbed into the last carriage and was greeted by a cold voice.
"Potter"
"Malfoy"
Harry climbed into the carriage beside him and the door closed. With only him and Draco in it.
"You know, Potter, this carriage is sound proof."

Like it, my first slash? Teehee, it'll get better. Please R&R.