Authors Note: This is a story I wrote as a challenge. Me and a friend were challenged to wright a HarryxDraco story and the winner got cookies. Well the challenge is not done but I decided to post this. I do not own Harry Potter. I wish I did but I'm not good enough to wright something from scratch.
A single line of light made its way through the thick curtains. As the sun rose the line made its way to the face of the youngest child of the Lord Malfoy. His pale blond hair lay over his eyes as he stirred from his sleep. He looked at a small clock on the bedside table and it read 7:30. He knew he did not need to get up for another half hour or so but sleep eluded him. Today was the day his life would change. It had not even been a week since he had first been told but he knew he did not have a choice. Being the youngest meant he did not have a say in the family even though he was the only boy. He thought of his eldest sister who would become the head of the family when his dad passed. In every right, it should be him as the eldest boy but the contract stopped that. A contract that was made before he was even born. It promised that he would have no chance at being the family heir. And all because his parents didn't wait. They had signed his freedom over before they even knew his gender. The only thing that he could think of that was good about this whole thing is he didn't have to be scared to tell his parents he was gay. In fact, they looked relieved when he had told them.
The boy was Draco Malfoy, and he was the fiancé of the lord to be Harry Potter.
Draco stood up and walked to his closet. He knew what he was supposed to wear so he just took it out and laid it on his bed before heading to the bathroom. He sighed as he turned on the shower and stepped in. This was his last morning in this place. At nine, he, his father and his mother would be heading over to the potter manor and he would not be coming back with them. He would meet the lord tonight and apparently the wedding was to take place in a months' time. He knew it wasn't fair but he resented Harry in a way. If he hadn't been born then Draco would not be put through this. He might have been able to look for love before he married. Draco just shook his head. He knew that wasn't true. All his sisters had been arranged to marry. Why would he be any different.
The young boy stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. He never wanted this life but he knew he didn't have much of a choice. After putting on a simple black suit with the Malfoy crest on it he went around his room and packed a bag of stuff he knew would not go with him if he didn't pack them himself. He packed his books about a mystical school called Hogwarts. Each book fallowed the life of a different student. He packed a small orb that glowed red when you forgot something important. And last, he packed a book his grandma had given him before she had pasted. No one knew that he had this book. No one knew he had the power talked about in the book. But the farther he read the book the more he was able to control the power that no one in his family had gained in over a thousand years. There was a reason that the Malfoy crest was a snake. In years past, it was not unheard of for a Malfoy male to do this but now. Draco could talk to and even control snakes. He didn't want people to find out. He knew his parents would try to find a way to end the contract but there was none. He had looked over the documents and they had no loop holes. Just as Draco had zipped up his bag a knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts.
He opened the door to find a servant waiting. "I'm sorry to disturb you but breakfast is ready in the main hall my lord."
"Thank you, tell my parents I will be there shortly." Draco watched the servant bow and walk away. He sighed and grabbed his bag. Before walking out the door he took one last look at the room he had spent the last nineteen years in. He turned and closed the door, determined not to look back.
R&R please.