Chapter 1 Dumbledore Gives the News

Title: For my heart.

Pairings: Harry/Draco Ron/Hermione (Just for backgroundness.)

Rating: PG

Summary: Draco and Harry have always felt for each other. They then become more then just friends… DM/HP Slash don't like don't read.

Disclaimer: Alright this is going to be really original… wait for it. I don't own the books only the plot.

(Harry's POV)

I walked off the platform to see the usual of Vernon's large purple face. This summer would most likely be unlike his others, boring. When I caught uncle Vernon's eyes he merely grunted and head off towards the car, but before I followed Draco coming off the platform caught my eyes. His sleek blonde hair stood out in the crowd. I quickly stopped looking at him as he looked around and hurried after Vernon.

(Draco's POV)

I walked off the platform and there he was "Golden Boy" His naturally messy jet black hair fell down over his face covering the scar he had received when just 1 year old. How I longed to just stay there and stare at him forever, but unfortunately he disappeared into the crowd 'Brilliant! Another summer in that hellhole of a home.' I thought to myself. I looked around, I could not see my mother anywhere. I then felt a large hand on my shoulder. I wheeled around thinking it was my mother, but I was mistaken It was Professor Dumbledore.

"Mr. Malfoy I am afraid to inform you due to the most recent event regarding Voldemort your parents have been murdered." Dumbledore said with an unusual glisten in his eye. I was too shocked to speak and my eyes glazed over, but I was not about to cry in front of that old man.

"I will transport you home where all of the contence of it and your parent's banks are now yours."

The Next Day at the Manor.

After pacing around for ages, I decided I needed to write a letter to Harry. I ran down the stairs as fast as my legs could carry me to my study. I then decided the letter would contain an explanation, an apology and an invite for him to stay here at the Manor for the holidays. I knew he would probably burn the letter but it was worth a try. After scribbling on the piece of parchment for a good 10 minutes I ended up with a well written letter.

Harry Potter,

I understand I am the last person under then sun you would be expecting to hear from these holidays, but I have some stuff to tell you. Firstly I wish to apologize for being such a jerk to you since first year. The only reason I can give is that I was jealous of you, you were famous and I was a nobody. I also wish to invite you to my house for the holidays. It does occur to me that you would stay at your Aunt and Uncles house or go to weaslys house. And this is not a trap as you know my farther is in Azkaban and my mother was recently killed by the latest actions of he-who-must-not-be-named.

I await your reply and it would be no surprise if I never get one, for I am a jerk to you, but all that can change.

Yours truly,
Draco Malfoy.

I read and re-read my letter a thousand times to see anything that my give off that hint that I like him. I walked over to my owl.

"Are you up for a long trip?" I asked him. He hooted and stuck out this leg I the put the letter on it. "Okay this is to go to Harry Potter you got that?" He hooted and flew away. I then wondered if Harry would ever read my letter and at least consider my apology.