Hi there, this is my first fanfic and it's a timetravel one.

Pairing: Ginny/Harry, Lily/James

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No friends, no enemies

The next day Harry sat down opposite Ginny. "Morning, Ginny." She looked up, and said with an emotionless voice: "Morning." "How are you?", Harry asked further. She stared at him. "You were a year away, came back yesterday, made us believe you're dead, defeated Voldemort and now you're asking how I am?! I was worried about you, had Snape as Headmaster and the Carrows as teacher, and you really got the nerve to ask me how I am?! You gotta be kiddin me!", she said furiously, stood up and left. Harry quickly stood up and followed her. "Ginny, wait." She ran. But it was not Harry who stopped her, surprisingly it was Malfoy, who just came out of the opposite direction. Ginny almost overran him, and he stopped her. "Woah, Merlin, why are you running so fast?" Then he saw Potter racing down the corridor and he got the situation. He grinned and talked very much in his old manner, but with a hint of amusement in it: "Ok, if Potter was after me I would run to. This time I won't take housepoints from you, but don't get used to it. I 'm off, I think you got some issues to talk about, and I don't wanna be in the middle of this drama." And he left two stunned Griffindors. "Merlin, what happened to him? You think someone uses Polijuice potion and pretends to be Malfoy?", asked Ginny. "Nah, who would want to be Malfoy after yesterday?", Harry asked back. Ginny dismissed it quickly. "Well, anyway, I gotta go and ... see Luna." She turned away and went this time. Harry stared after her back and felt like his stomach was clinched and pressed together. He felt miserable. He went to the Griffindor Tower, he wasn't hungry anymore. In the dorm he fell on his bed and asked himself what he had done wrong. And if Ginny may had a boyfriend, after all, he had left her for a year.

After a while he couldn't take it anymore. He took his broom, which Ginny had had the last year, and given him back yesterday, and set off to the Quidditch fields. As he took off he felt like every time he was flying, he left his problems on the ground behind him. He raced the Quidditchfield up and down, and did the Wronski Faint, he flew his broom on top speed and just enjoyed flying. Then he noticed someone on the tribune, who wasn't even looking at him. He was blonde and seemed to be in a daze. Harry automatically flew slower. Then the person looked up. It was -again- Draco Malfoy. Malfoy left the Tribune and obviously waited for Harry to land, which he did. Malfoy began the conversation, without even a smirk: "You saved my life." Harry responded: "You saved mine too. We're quit." Draco thought for a moment, he had saved Harry Potter? "You didn't tell Bellatrix my name. Oh, ehm, thank you for that."

Draco stared at him in disbelief, then he caught himself and said: "Well, then, thank you for saving my life, too." Harry smiled: "I hardly believe that we will ever be friends, but we're not enemys anymore, are we?" Draco laughed too: "We and friends. You've got some humour. But enemies? I don't think so too." And they shook hands. If someone would have watched the scene that person would probably think the world has gone mad. A Potter and a Malfoy laughing and shaking hands? That was considered as impossible, but here they were and did exactly this.

Draco asked Harry: "And, got the girl?" Harry looked at him disbelieving. Then he sadly shook his head. Draco's smile faded: "Sorry, I asked." Harry thought: "Ok, now it's getting really crazy, Draco asking about my lovelife and excuses himself twice? This whole lifesaving thing really did a change."

On his way back George passed his way. "Hey Harry. Did you talk with Ginny?" Harry grimaced. "I tried." "Aah. She'll come around, Harry. Don't give up. See ya later."