A/N: This is a Drarry fic, set over a length of time, both at and after Hogwarts. I can't guarantee that all will be well regarding Harry's performance on the light side though *spoiler alert*
I was getting my robes fitted when in came a boy who looked like he hadn't been fed in weeks came in. I had a conversation with him. "So, what's your name?" "Harry Potter." "Draco Malfoy".
Now, on the train to Hogwarts, I was excited to meet Harry again. I was also excited to be sorted with Harry and hopefully become his friend, he was nice, but don't let my father hear me say that! I saw him with the Weasels and was immediately disgusted. I must rescue him from the clutches of WeaselBugs.
"Hey Harry." "Draco." "Malfoy, get out." "Rude, Weasley." "Now, Harry, you don't want to be making friends with the wrong sort, I can help with that, just be my friend and don't hang out with filth."
Harry stood up. "Yeah, Weasley, you stink. Come on Draco."
I'm going to update in a minute or two.
Marlotta
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