AN: So I am extremely nervous since this is my first story so please be nice. This story takes place after fifth year but Sirius does not die. I am sorry if my story is similar to yours in any way. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Draco's POV
"Fine"
What? Did Potter just say this was fine? Stupid impulsive Gryffindor Potter just said fine? Where is the screaming? The crying? The whining? Why can't anything just stay how it is supposed to be?! My whole life is going haywire and now Potter is acting all calm!
My father is in Azkaban, my mother left to go with her French lover and I am finally free. This is good, great even but it also means I am all alone. Now I won't admit to being a coward but the Dark Lord scares the living shit out of me so I could not go to him. This meant my only option was going to Albus fucking Dumbledore. Not ideal but my safety is more important than my happiness... I guess.
Now here I am sitting in his office with his precious little Golden Boy and the old man just told Potter that apparently I am living with him for the summer! When did I sign up for that? But I am a Malfoy, and Malfoys do not complain about such trivial things as summer arrangements. At least that is what I am telling myself as I bite my lip to keep myself from lashing out. Oh wait, Potter is talking to me.
"What was that Potter?"
After rudely rolling his eyes he repeats, "Either join me or stay out of my way this summer Malfoy"
"Join you?"
"With my summer activities of course" I could have sworn I saw a little smug smirk there, but that is impossible, a Gryffindork can't smirk.
Then he just up and leaves the office. Well, this could be interesting.