A/N;; here you are my pretties. remember to reveiw! kthnx.

Chapter 1
Draco's finger lingered over the button but he quickly turned around again. Holding his head he exhaled his pent up anxiety. He had been standing outside the Malfoy Manor for twenty minutes trying to work up the courage to enter.

He closed his eyes and slammed his index finger down on the red button too quickly to stop himself.

A small house elf appeared in front of him and he smiled weakly.

" Hello Tippy" His hand brushed the back of his neck and he nodded to the closed gates.

" May I come in?" He asked wryly when the creature didn't move.

" Master Malfoy has ordered Tippy not to let Draco Malfoy in" Tippy winced.

" Why? I paid- why?" He stamped his foot in the dirt, angrily.

" Tippy is just a house elf. Tippy cannot know these things" She squeaked.

" Get my mother" Draco ordered.

" I'm right here Draco" Narcissa had apparated moments before his request.

" What is the meaning of this?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

" Your father said since you have betrayed us-him…"

" THAT IS SHIT! You know that Mother! I just traveled around the fucking world for him for two god damned years!" Draco's face was flushed as he threw his arms up in the air.

" I can't do anything to change his mind Draco, my son…trust me…I have tried" She whispered to him, her pale features sunken.

Draco realized that what he was yelling about was impossible to change by yelling at his mother, the only person in the world that cared for him at the moment.

" Where am I to go?" He said through gritted teeth, his eyelids falling closed.

Narcissa didn't reply to him, she just took her son into her arms. Draco was about to protest when a large coin purse was shoved into his oversized pocket.

" Well then goodbye mother" Draco said regretfully.

" Goodbye Draco, my son" She had tears in her eyes, upset that their encounter was so brief.

Draco watched his mother disappear, along with the dumbfounded house elf. He looked up at the setting sun and he sighed loudly turning to the mansion to lift up his middle finger angrily.

Draco held the key he had just received from the tender at the Leaky Cauldron, in his hands as he trudged up the steps to his room. A witch with large blue eyes stared after him as he hissed and fussed with his many bags.

" Take a picture" He growled at her as he stopped to lean against the wall to catch his breath.

" Malfoy, right?" The girl asked crossing the distance between them, picking up a few of his bags so they could continue.

" Yes. Who're you?" He asked rudely

" Rachel Carlson" She replied and dropped the bag and trunk to the floor as Draco fumbled with the keys.

" Why are you here?" She asked him as they entered the warm room.

" Because I need some where to stay. Why are you here?" His eyes narrowed.

" A friend of mine and myself own apartments a little ways from here. We give them cheap. A lot of people with no where to go and little money come here. I suppose I'm a recruiter"

" Do I look homeless to you?" Draco raised his eyebrow not sure if he was satisfied with the answer or not.

" Um…" She shrugged and then nodded her head, " Too be completely truthful…yes Mr. Malfoy, you do look homeless. But that's not why I stopped you."

" Well what do you want? Can't you see I'm a little busy here?" He snapped, turning around to unfold something from its tight wrapping.

" You see…I made a promise to a friend of mine…that if I ever saw you…I had to stop you" She answered slowly.

" Who's your friend?" He asked, his mind drawing a blank. He had no one that cared for him. Except…no. That was a long time ago. The past.

" Larry Lauder" She answered slowly.

" Larry? I know no one by that name" He smirked, shaking his head.

" That's too bad…" She pushed herself from the door frame and gracefully walked in, " You want a flat though? It's cheap…nice…" She smiled swiping her finger across a shelf, examining the dust.

" No thanks Rachel, was it?" He answered shortly.

" Yes but please call me Rae" She replied.

Draco's head shot up and he felt his throat tighten. Rachel…Rae? He suddenly felt dizzy and had to grip the counter to keep from falling. Larry Lauder? Harry Potter. His heart stopped at the name.

" No" He whispered.

" Excuse me?" She asked making a face.

" Um. No- I just remembered…I do need that flat," He said airily.

" Good then, Mr. Malfoy…I'll arrange your things to be taken over…for now just come with me" Rae smiled slyly and dropped some floo powder into the blazing fire.

Draco stepped into the green flames after her and waited for the fast movement around him to halt back into reality.

He wondered why he hadn't remembered her but then realized her hair was much longer now and she was a bit thinner. He shook his head and watched Rae bound down the drive to the familiar flat from his past- or future-.

" C'mon Mr. Malfoy!" She giggled, motioning him to follow. He did as he was told careful to avoid bringing attention to himself.