This is my first fic. The first chapter Has been revised, and if you are just coming in now ignore the first part. Tell me what you think, and tell me the truth, not what you think i want to hear. I take constuctive critisim well.You may get a private message back, but it won't be a nasty one. Disclaimer: THIS IS NOT MY STORY, THE CHARACTER'S AND SUCH WERECREATED BY J.K.ROWLING. I JUST PUT ON MY OWN LITTLE TWISTED PLOT LINE. Now that, that is over, on with the story!

Chapter 1: St. Harlem's

Harry, a small, tan boy, stood outside St. Harlem Duke Academy for gifted teens, looking up warily. He wasn't sure about this new school, as he never considered himself gifted, but his uncles insisted it was for the best. Harry's parents had died hen he was 7, by a drunk driver in a car accident. He had been staying with his godfather Sirius and his partner Remus ever since.

After Sirius had gotten a job as Harlem's new history professor, and Remus the new math professor they moved from Surrey to London and enrolled Harry thereto "keep and eye on things". Which is were we begin, withour 16 year old Harry staring up at the school.

Harry walked through the door to see a vast circular hallway, with a large statue in the middle of it. It was their mascot, a griffin. There were four hallways leading away from the lobby like room, to what Harry assumed were classes. Looking up, he saw a vast ceiling more than 50ft high, with a beautiful mural of mythological creatures. Theywere also found carved in the floor and walls for decoration.

At the bottom of the griffon, was a map leading around the school. Looking around for the headmaster's office, he quickly found the hallway and headed in that direction.Harry passed several classroom whilegoingthere, the class looked very structured as if the was no non-sensepolicythere. The only thing missing, was the uniforms. 'Thank god' Harry thought. At least he knew they weren't that stuck up.

He turned to the left to see a large wooden door with a brass handle, and the words HEADMASTERS' OFFICE in brass letters across the top. He could hear voices coming from inside, as if the was a meeting going on.

"Do you realize, you must take the consequences for your actions" said a very calm, strong,yet disticly old,voice.

" Yes, headmaster", a younger male drawled, in what seemed to be boredom.

Not wanting to intrude on the conversation, but not wanting to stand in the hallway forever he knocked on the door, and was granted entrance.

" Hello you must be Harrison" ,the headmaster said, " I am Albus Dumbledore welcome to St Harlem's"

" Thanks for havingme andyou can just call me Harry. Harrison is so long and formal" Harry replied.

" Of course", said the twinkly eyed man behind the desk " this is Mr. Malfoy he will be your tour guide for this morning."

At that time, Harry really got a good look at the other boy in the room. He was pale, and had blonde hair that looked like he just had a good long nights shag, androlled rolled out of the bed this morning, and went to school.Malfoywas taller than Harry, around 6' tall.The boywas wearing faded jeans with rips placed purposely in various spots, that hung perfectly on his waist. He worea plainwhite t-shirt with a wife beater underneath. Even with all that on, Harry could tell he was preety muscular under his attire. Harry had always wanted a stronger physique, but had to settle with his strong but subtle muscles.

As he stuck his hand out to Malfoy the blonde boy exploded. "AwDumbeldore is this my punishment? Surely I didn't deserve this",Malfoytold the headmaster, who was chuckling slightly. Harry cleared his throat unsurely, shocked at the sudden out burst.

"Surely I wouldhope to think that I'm not all that bad. I mean I know I'm on the short side, but I'm pretty sure that I'm easily enough to get along with", Harry said defensively.

Malfoy looked at him and stuck his arm out saying, "Yo kid, I didn't mean it like that. My name isDraco by the way"

Harry shook his hand, liking him les and less by the minute, " I'm not a kid", he said calmly.

Draco laughed saying, " of course not, your what?A freshman?", eyeing Harry up and down.

"No, I'm a junior. Headmaster, there is no need for a tour I wouldn't want to cause anyone any inconvenience",Harry saidlooking pointedly at Draco. " I have a map,a schedule, and should be getting to my English class."Withthat, arry left the office in search of his class. He made ithalfway down the hall, when a voice stopped him.

" Harry, hey Harry wait up!" Draco called, running to catch up to the dark haired boy ,"Look, I'm really sorry. I probably shouldn't have said that, but I didn't mean it the way it came out", Draco apologized.

" Its ok. I'm looking for classroom 101, can you show me it?"Harry asked sheepishly.

" Sure, it's right next to my new history class. I hope Professor Black is easy, cause I need this grade," Draco said leading Harry down the hallway.

" You have my uncle as a history professor. That'll be fun. Here we are, room 101. Thank you for showing me the way", Harry said.

" No problem. See you later", Draco said before planting Harry with a kiss so brief before Harry knew anything it was over and Draco was gone leaving Harry confused in his wake.

tbc.

That was my first chapter of my first fic revised. Thank you to all of my reviewers who catch me whenI seem to slip up, which i do alot. the revision of my other chapters will come soon. I am currently looking for a beta, as people seem to thinkI.Well as soon asI find out what one is, and then locate them my grammar issues will be fixed much quicker so please be patient with me. Thank you and I hope you contiue to review.