Ok. This is my first Harry Potter one. I usually do yugioh ones, but I thought I'd have a change!

Potions:

Draco sat glaring at Harry with mixed anger and hate written on his face. Harry sensed his gaze and spun round.

"WHAT?!" he snapped. Draco grinned maliciously at him and spilled a vile of blue potion on to him. It burnt a hole right through his leg. "HEY!" he yelped. Harry ran from the classroom to the hospital.

"Well, that's twenty points from Grifindor." Snape said flatly.

Hospital wing:

"I dunno Harry. First bones, now your whole leg is disintegrating." Madame Pomfrey muttered. She gave Harry a potion to drink and left him alone.

His leg was back to normal in an hour, and he walked to the great hall for dinner. He sat down between Ron and Hermione and waited for Dumbledore to stand and talk for ages like he usually did.

"I only have one announcement to make before your dinner." Harry's heart leapt. "It has come to my attention that Slytherins and Griffindors are being even more… vicious… to each other than usual, and I've decided something has to be done about it." Harry glanced over to the Slytherin table, where he saw that Draco was staring at him. He grinned at Harry and held up the blue potion vile, while other Slytherins laughed silently. "Therefore, I am pairing up every single Grifindor with a Slytherin." Dumbledore continued by removing a piece of parchment from his pocket, and raised his voice so that the pupils could hear over the cries of anger from the Griffindors and Slytherins. "I have a list here of all the Griffindors, and here, all the Slytherins. Now… Mr. Crabbe, you will be going with Ron Weasley. Mr. Goyle, you are with Mr. Longbottom. Harry, you are with Draco, Mr…" all of the rest became background noise, as Harry and Draco glared at each other. Pure revulsion was radiating from Harry, and Draco didn't look too happy either.

"Now. The castle has been divided up into separate rooms. You will go with your partner to your allocated room, and stay there for six months. You will only come out for lessons, and you eat in the hall as usual. Happy eating then!" Dumbledore finished and spectacular amounts of food spread across the table. Harry wasn't feeling hungry anymore. He sighed and got up to leave. A piece of paper flew at him from the teacher's table. He opened it and read:

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy room a146

Harry scowled and crossed the hall to find a146. Looking back, he saw many others had not bothered to eat, and various pieces of paper were flying round. Harry saw Draco get up, and decided to run for it and get a head start.

He ran up to the first staircase and saw a sign: Griffindors and Slytherins use door to right. Harry saw for the first time, a small door with birds and stars engraved on it. He opened the door and peered in.

There were thousands of doors in rows with numbers on them. A1 a2 a3 and so on. Harry looked down at his piece of paper. A146. This'll take ages he thought. At that point, a small goblin looking thing came rushing up to him.

"Number?" he asked, looking agitated.

"Um, a146."

"Hold this." The creature held out a crisp packet. Harry frowned, but took the crisp packet. He was rushed off his feet and landed with a thud outside room a146.

"I hate portkeys." He muttered. Harry got up and entered the room. There was a nice fire going, surrounded by armchairs and couches. "Why do we need so many?" he wondered out loud.

"Beats me." A voice behind him said. Harry turned around swiftly to see Draco behind him.

"What do you want?" he snapped.

"Well duh. I live here." Draco said, smirking maliciously. He pushed past Harry and into the room.

Draco's POV

I looked around the room unimpressed. It's not very often that I'm impressed by anything, and this is definitely not very impressive. Potter does have a good question… for once… why do we need so many places to sit? I guess this is Dumbledore's pathetic attempt to make us feel at home. I turned to look at Potter. He was staring at me with loathing on his face. I smiled and went to check out the sleeping quarters.

There were two king sized beds in here. My stuff had been brought up, so had Potter's. My eagle owl was here too, and I looked over to see Potter's snowy owl. Hmm. I wanted a snowy owl. Father said that I had to have a distinguished owl though. I heard footsteps behind me.

Normal POV

Harry climbed the stairs to the bedroom. He saw Draco was already up there, looking at Hedwig.

"Get away from my owl!" he snapped. Draco backed away, which came as a shock to Harry.

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret, Potter. I like life as easy as it comes, and I'll do anything to get it easy. Now if that means I have to put up with the 'famous' Harry Potter, then I will to have it easy." And Draco brushed past Harry and back down stairs.

Draco's POV

I shouldn't have said that… now he thinks he can push me around. Well if he takes one step in that direction, I'll kill him before Voldemort gets a chance!

Harry's POV

Hmm. That was weird. I didn't expect him to get away from Hedwig. He's got a nice owl… very regal looking. Looking around the room, it's not that bad. I get more space at least. Maybe this wont be so bad.

Normal POV

Harry stayed up in the bedroom for ages, stroking Hedwig, who was on the verge of sleep when Draco came up. Hedwig jolted slightly and hooted gently, still half asleep. Harry went on stroking her.

Draco's POV

Stupid owl. How come Potter's owl stays still when he does that? I tried that once with my owl and it bit me and flew off.

Normal POV

Draco sat down next to Harry, the reason he came up forgotten as he looked desolately at Hedwig.

"What do you want?" Harry asked, not viciously, just a question. Draco sighed and got back up. He still couldn't remember the reason he came up, so he settled for showing Harry his owl.

He got the eagle owl out of the cage and sat back down with it. It looked up at Draco, expecting to be sent out on a mission.

"How come your owl is so happy just sitting there with you? Mine is just obsessed with work." He tried to stroke the owl, but it avoided him and tried to bite him again.

Harry watched. He then stroked the owl on the back of its neck, which made it almost purr. Draco's owl then walked clumsily off his arm and onto Harry's knee, where it sat looking expectant. Harry smiled and started stroking it, watching Draco, who was looking confused and angry.

"Stupid bird." He muttered.

"You just weren't stroking it right. Here." Harry took Draco's hand and put it on the back of the owl's neck.

Draco ignored the shock he got from Harry's touch and focussed on his owl. "Does it have a name?" Harry asked.

"Nope. Father thinks giving names to inferior creatures is pointless because they are all here to serve us." Harry rolled his eyes.

"You should name it. Hedwig's more attached to me 'cause I gave her a name."

"Hedwig? Where the hell d'you get that from?"

"A book. You can name it anything though." Draco thought for a while, until one name screamed at him.

"Moonlight."

At dinner:

Harry and Draco made their way down to the great hall. The Slytherin and Griffindor tables didn't exist anymore. There were just two tables, and you had to sit with your partner at one of them. Harry spotted Hermione with a huge ugly girl he had never seen in his life before. They were with Ron and Crabbe, who were both looking pissed off. He grabbed Draco and ran over to them.

"Hi guys!" he said cheerfully. Ron and Hermione looked shocked.

"Why're you so happy?" Harry frowned.

"Why shouldn't I be?"

"Harry, your partner is a bastard." Ron said.

"Watch what you say about me, you penniless git!" Draco snapped. Ron growled and took out his wand. Harry sighed and snatched it off him, putting it back in Ron's pocket.

"Whatchu do that for!?" Ron asked, in bewilderment. Harry shrugged and pushed Ron over to a table.

Draco's POV

Wow. He stopped that git from attacking me… why?

Normal POV

Harry had to sit by Draco, but he also sat by Ron, who was still fuming at his foiled attempt to kill Draco. On Ron's other side was Crabbe. The ugly Slytherin girl, whose name was Derica, obviously had a crush on Draco, and kept shuffling up to him. Hermione was on her other side.

Professor Snape came up to check on them.

"You ok Draco? Potter not bothering you is he?"

"Nope." Snape looked disappointed. He walked on, checking that all of them were sitting by their partners.

"Thanks." Harry whispered to Draco. Draco forced a smile and nodded.

Half way through dinner, Derica was practically sitting on the same chair as Draco. Draco scowled and shifted over more to Harry.

"You have your own seat Malfoy." Harry snapped.

"No I don't." Draco said, pointing to Derica. Harry rolled his eyes and got up.

"See you guys later then. Come on Malfoy." Draco gave Harry a 'thank you' look and got up. They left the great hall, with Derica looking forlornly after them.

"Why're they being so nice to each other?" Ron asked Hermione, who shrugged.

"Thank god for that. One more second and I'd have ripped her head off. She kept following me around wherever I went, and now she's even doing it through my punishment!" Harry snorted and headed for the grounds.

"Where're you going?"

"To see Hagrid."

"I'm not going in his house."

"Stay outside then." Draco scowled and followed him out.

Harry knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Hagrid opened the door and smiled at Harry. Then he saw Draco.

"What're yeh doin' here? Get lost!"

"It's ok Hagrid, he's my partner." Harry said.

"WHAT! Yer goin' out with this filth?!"

"Huh? No! Not going out… I guess you haven't heard. Dumbledore's got us all paired up with the Slytherins." Harry noticed a slight pink tinge in Draco's cheeks. "Not going out." he mumbled again.

They stayed for a while. Draco nearly broke his teeth on Hagrid's rock cakes, and Fang jumped up on him and wouldn't get off. After a while, it started to get dark. Harry got Fang to leave Draco alone, and they both headed up to the castle.

Once undressed and in bed, Harry and Draco were silent. Harry was a natural light sleeper, and so was Draco. They kept waking when they heard owls hooting. They were really close to the owl tower, so every ten minutes, they would hear a noise that would keep them awake more.

Harry groaned into his pillow. "Do they ever shut up?"

"No. Owls are nocturnal."

"Oh joy." Harry mumbled.

"Hey Potter?"

"Mm?"

"Why'd you stop Weasley attacking me? Though you would have been cheering him on."

"Can't talk… Sleeping. Oh one thing though… don't ever eat Hagrid's rock cakes, or anything with toffee in it." Draco smiled. This isn't too bad… he thought.

Over the next week, Harry and Draco actually enjoyed each other's company. They had a truce: don't kill me and I won't kill you. They spent free time playing Quidditch or talking about owls and crap like that, and after a week passed, they were quite good friends… well, they were on first name basis any way.

They went down to breakfast on Monday to see Ron had a black eye.

"What happened to you?" Harry asked.

"That freak hit me!" Ron spat, pointing over to where Crabbe was slouching in a corner. Draco grinned.

"What're you looking at, snake?" Draco's eyes narrowed.

"A worthless little nothing." Ron scowled and got up, pushing Draco up against the wall about to punch him. Harry quickly rushed to help. Harry may have started to like Draco, but Ron was still very much on the warpath with him. Harry grabbed Ron's arm just as he was about to throw a punch at Draco, giving Draco a chance to get away.

"WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THAT!?" Ron exploded, knocking Harry backwards. "Every time I try to hurt him, you're always there like a body guard. What? Taken over from Crabbe and Goyle have you?!"

"No! I just don't want you killing him!"

"Why not? He wants you dead, or have you forgotten that?" Hermione took that point to join in.

"Yeah Harry, you seem to have forgotten that for the past four years, not a day has gone by without Malfoy telling you he wants you dead. And you haven't really gone more than a month at a time without Malfoy causing you serious injuries."

"Oh yeah." Harry murmured thoughtfully. Ron smiled in triumph and raised his wand to start on Draco again.

Draco's POV

Oh great. Weasley's finally got Harry to turn on me. And it had to be on the day I left my wand in my room didn't it? My life sucks.

Normal POV

Harry was still remembering all the times he had had serious injuries, when he heard a loud bang and a jet of green light. Harry looked up to see Ron standing victoriously over Draco, who was on the floor, coughing up slugs.

"You don't know how long I've waited to do that." Ron muttered nastily, an evil smile on his face.

"RON!" Harry cried.

"What?" Ron asked, now looking innocently at Harry as if he'd done nothing wrong. Harry sighed and helped Draco up and to the hospital wing.

Hmm. The spell is called Acrytid Daepvib. It's Ancient Egyptian. It means 'Five thousand slugs' you'll stop when you've spewed five thousand slugs." Madame Pomfrey left to see someone else, leaving Draco with a bowl. He moaned.

"Great time to reminisce Potter." He snapped and continued to throw up slugs.

"Sorry."

"Next time I see Weasley, I'm gonna curse him for this!" Draco looked up. Harry was lost in his own world again.

Harry stayed with Draco all day. Half way through the night, Draco stopped spewing slugs and shook Harry awake.

"What? Where am I?" Harry said dazedly.

"The hospital wing."

"Oh yeah… have you stopped yet?"

"Yep. Listen, I need to go to the library, can I lend your cloak?"

"No. That's a family heirloom, that is."

"Will you come with me then? I need to look at curse books." Harry looked worried.

"I can't help you curse my best friend."

"It's a curse for a curse. Weasley cursed me once."

"… Alright then, just one."

Harry's POV

I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm sitting in a library in the middle of the night, looking for curses to curse my best friend.

"Here's one that gives him permanent horns." Draco said, holding a book for me to see.

"No. Nothing permanent." The only positive side to this is Draco can't do anything permanent because Ron's wasn't. On the other hand, Draco might do something really horrible to him… but Ron did do something bad, but Draco's been nasty to us for years… but Draco is kinda my friend too now… why is my life so complicated?

Draco's POV

I can't believe Harry's helping me… Ron's his friend, and he's helping me put a curse on him. Still, living with Harry for a week has been kinda cool. He isn't so bad… father's going to kill me.

Normal POV

"Found one!"

"Is it permanent?"

"No."

"What is it?" Draco grinned.

"If I told, you it wouldn't be a surprise!"

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Reviews! Tell me what curse to put on Ron! Hurry up; I need to finish my other stories!