A/N: I had a bout of inspiration before my psychology class and I decided to work on this story before I decide to put it on the back burner. If you are new to me as an author please go check out some of my other stories. I hope you enjoy this quick introduction chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

It was a windy Fall day in the small town of Surrey. The leaves were beginning to completely change from green to orange, browns, and yellows. Some would rustle and then fall from its branches in the morning breeze. A small black haired boy layered in nothing but a too big white T-shirt, shorts and cracked glasses had a huge smile on his face. It was very rare that this boy got to have fun, but today was different. Today his relatives told him that they were going to the park down the street and that he would be allowed to play on whatever he wanted for as long as he wanted. At those very words he smiled from ear to ear and rushed to his cupboard under the stairs to put on his worn out pair of shoes, the only article of clothing that actually fit him, and waited by the door for everyone to be ready.

At the park, Harry rushed to the jungle gym and began climbing the rope ladder to the top where the slides went down, he played for hours, but never once did he notice his relative inching closer and closer to their car. This little boy continued to slide down the slides and climb the monkey bars. It wasn't until the sun began to descend behind the forest tree line that the child slowed his movements and looked around his surroundings. This is when he noticed a few stray kids walking towards their parents, putting on jackets and preparing to leave, that he realized his relatives were no longer in site. He ran around the playground looking for his relatives, but their was no answer to his pleas.

Tears began to form in his eyes, he slowly walked around the park one last time in hopes of finding that they just went to the car because they were cold. With a heavy sigh and no one left in sight, the boy sat on a nearby park bench to wait for their return. Two hours went by and still no sight of any family, not even a car passed by in the time he sat on that bench. By not the chill of the Fall night picked up and the little boy sucked his arms into his shirt and laid down and huddled himself on the park bench. In his head he chanted "They will come back, they will come back" over and over again, but as he began to drift into a light sleep he started to realize that he was a lone and his family should have come back by now if they were planning on coming back. He drifted completely to sleep only to waken by a shake on his shoulder, the sun completely gone in the sky and a blond haired blue eyed face in front of his. The boy on the bench scrambled back and hesitantly looked at the boy in front of him. He was about the same age as him, maybe a little older. He was wearing a very nice button-up white shirt and black slacks and a cover that looked like a dress, but it looked warm.

The boy standing their had a curious look in his eye and to break the silence first he held out his hand and said "Hello, my name is Draco. What's your name?"

Slightly scared of the other boy, he lifted his own hand and placed it into the offered one and said, "My name is Harry Potter. Why are you wearing a dress?"

With a shocked look on the other boys face, Harry quickly removed his hand and slide further away from the other boy on the bench. He was afraid that he made the boy mad by asking that question. But little did he know that the boy was shocked to meet the Boy-who-lived.

"For your information this is not a dress, it's a robe. What are you doing out here by yourself, anyway?"

"I was playing in the park, but my relatives who brought me left without telling me. So now I am waiting for them to return. What are you doing here?"

"It's dark, I don't think they are coming back Harry. I just went on a walk, because my father had business to attend to and left me to explore the place a little."

"I kind of figured that after a while, but I don't have anywhere to go."

"Well, for tonight you can come home with me. I am sure my father wouldn't mind when I tell him who you are."

"I don't know if I should go with you. I was told I shouldn't go places with strangers. I don't even really know you. I think I should just wait here for my relatives to come find me."

"Harry, you'll freeze in what you are wearing. Why don't you have any thicker clothes or sweater with you?"

"I don't own any, and what I do own are hand-me-downs from my cousin."

"Well, then come with me tonight so I can keep you warm at my house. Then tomorrow I will tell my father to find out where your relatives live and we can bring you back there."

"I g-guess we c-could do that." By now Harry was physically shaking within his shirt. Draco could tell by the way the shirt fit on Harry's body that he was way too thin and that he was probably even more cold than he was letting on. Without a second though, Draco removed his robe and placed it around Harry's shivering shoulders. He sighed in relief at the pre-warmed covering placed on his shoulders.

"Thank you Draco, I feel much better. I guess it wouldn't do for me to stay out here all night."

"Great, I live just a few blocks from this park. I bet my father will be back by the time we get there. We can sit by the fireplace and drink hot cider too."

Harry hopped off the bench with the help of the much taller boy. Draco draped a protective arm around Harry to keep both of them warm on the long journey back to one of the Malfoy's residences.

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