To Gain My Independence

a Harry/draco Drarry story

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Draco,

Your mother and I will be busy this Christmas break, but we will make time to have a dinner with you. Why don't you bring a friend along to keep you entertained? Please not Crabbe or Goyle, as they do tend to get annoying. How about you bring a girl, Pansy perhaps? After all this is your sixth year and you do need to start thinking about your future.

Lucius Malfoy

Draco tore the letter up and stuck it in his orange juice. He was tired of his father having no part in his life, but still controlling every detail of it. He began to scan the Great Hall looking for someone to bring home whom his father would strongly disapprove. His eyes rested on Hermione Granger. The stuck-up, know-it -all, mud-blood. She would surely make his fathers blood boil. No, she would not be good …er…bad enough. He needed somebody his father knew well, somebody he didn't have to introduce as a mud-blood before his father got mad. Just then Ginny Weasley, sitting next to Hermione, reached a crossed her for a piece of buttered toast. She would be perfect, a blood traitor, and his father knew who the Weasley's were. Her family was poor; maybe he could bribe her with money. He sat and watched her make googly eyes at Dean, and bat her long lashes. Out of nowhere Ron's ice-cold milk spilled in Dean's lap, and Ron held in a smile.

"Sorry," he saw the redhead say. Draco strained his eyes trying to read what Ron said next. "I saved you from having to take a cold shower though," his face had a venomous look and Ginny blushed a deep red. Dean got up and left the Hall. Ginny gave Ron a dirty look, but said nothing. He could tell Ginny was not an option anymore; she would never do anything she knew her brothers would hear about. Ron was an option though. Draco did not at all find boys attractive, and the thought repulsed him, but bringing home a male Weasley would do twice as much damage as bringing home a female Weasley. It was settled, he would corner Ron, and offer him a ton of galleons, how could he refuse?

All during potions, Draco watched Ron. The boy was an idiot, and an accident waiting to happen. His dad would hate him! Snape smiled to Draco after the lessons were over.

"Draco can you stay behind a minute?" though he asked, it sounded like a demand. Draco didn't have time to, Christmas break was tomorrow and he needed to find Ron fast.

"Sure," he sat and waited for the room to empty. Once everyone left he eyed his godfather curiously.

"Your father asked me to prepare you for this summer," Snape said uncomfortably. Draco looked at him confused.

"You will meet the Dark Lord Draco," the potion master said unemotionally. Draco only blinked. His face showed calm, and arrogance, but his heart was racing in fear. Snape continued. "Once a month we will meet and I will teach you things you will need to know."

"Things like what?" Snape sighed, as if the boy were an idiot.

"How to show proper respect, when is the right time to bow, and most importantly how not to get killed." Draco held in a groan. He knew how not to get killed. "I am also asked to teach you occlumency." Severus groaned, audibly. "That is something your father is unable to teach you, as he has not begun to master it." Draco could tell Snape was very unexcited about his new mission because instead of dismissing Draco he pointed to the door, indicating he leave. On his way to lunch, Draco saw Ron and Potter whispering in a secluded area. Now would be the perfect time.

"Weasel," he said approaching the two. "We need to talk," Harry stood besides the red head defiantly. "Alone."

"I'm staying," Harry said firmly, and Ron nodded in agreement.

"So be it," Draco lowered his voice. "What would you do for a hundred galleons?" he whispered. He watched Ron's mouth practically water and his eyes shine with want.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Come to my house this break, pretend to be my boyfriend for …about two hours, just through dinner with my parents, and then you can floo home like nothing ever happened," Ron blushed scarlet.

"Why?" he asked. He really wanted the money.

"To anger my father, let him know that he can't run my life," that was the wrong thing to say because Ron furiously shook his head no, and walked off. Harry turned and followed him.

"Damn!" Draco cursed. He had less then a day to find someone who wasn't afraid of his father. Unfortunately, everyone was. Well, besides Potter, but he's too stupid for his own good. Potter! Why didn't he think of it sooner? If he really wanted to show his father, there simply was no other choice then Potter. He can tell his dad that he moved in with Dumbledork and was pregnant with his baby, and his dad would find that better then him having a fling with Potter.

Draco watched the winter sign-out list, and saw that Harry, one Ravenclaw, and a few Slytherins were the only ones staying in the castle this break, and he smiled. That ment Potter was free.

"Potter!" He called that night after dinner, as the Gryffindor was making his way to the library, unescorted. Harry stopped walking and turned around, his hand gripped tightly to his wand.

"Chill, I just want to talk," Draco explained.

"Ron won't go, I will not convince him," Harry turned and headed for the library again.

"I don't need Weasel anyways," Draco said lightly. Harry continued to the library, Draco hot on his heels. He didn't want to say anything in a hallway full of people. Harry entered the library, ignoring Draco, and intently searched through hundreds of book titles. Draco watched from aside for ten minutes until Harry found what he needed and sat down to skin through the book summary.

"I won't do it," Harry said when Draco sat down. Draco smirked. Maybe Potter wasn't as daft as he seems.

"Not even for two hundred galleons?"

"I don't need your money," Harry said calmly, eyes never leaving the back of his book.

"Then what do you need," Draco asked.

"Nothing."

"Come on Potter, there has to be something. Anything you want, you got it."

"Be nice, to Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and me."

"Deal," Draco agreed, taking Harry by surprise. I'll meet you when we get off the train tomorrow, by the barrier. Keep our deal on the down low though," he said leaving the library, and a stunned Harry.

"I can't believe your actually going through with this," Ron said on the train pulling intoPlatform 9 and 3 quarters, "He didn't put a curse on you did he?" Ron asked checking Harry over to make sure he was ok.

"No, he offered me 200 galleons, how could I refuse?" Ron agreed with that logic.

"He only offered me 100," he somewhat pouted.

"Tell your mum and everyone I said Merry Christmas, wont you?" He said changing the subject as he climbed of the train.

"Course," Ron frowned as he saw Draco walking over, two house elves by his side. "Good luck," He said, and walked off. Hermione just smiled at him sympathetically, hugged him, and left to her awaiting parents.

Potter," Draco sounded nervous, "Take his trunk Mims," he directed the smaller house elf, who took a hold of it and disappeared. "Follow me, but not to closely," Draco told Harry as they crossed the barrier. "Now take my hand," he bossed. Harry frowned.

"I thought we were only doing this boyfriend thing to annoy your dad. He's not here you know."

"I know Potter," Draco said as calmly as he could muster, "We have to portkey to my Manor though, so I need your hand.

"Oh," Harry blushed, but grabbed Draco's hand. His whole body tingled, and his face flushed brighter. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Draco's pinking. A moment later he stood in the Malfoy Manor, Draco's parents starring at them with confusion, then shock. Draco also had a look of shock, and Harry was sure he wasn't planning on his parents being home yet.

"Draco?" Lucius Malfoy asked voice dangerously low, but slightly curious.

"Nice to see you too Father," Draco said, his voice revealing his shock." Harry felt Draco's hand tighten in his has Lucius's face darkened.

"What is Harry Potter doing here?!" Lucius asked his voice raising. Harry felt his hand numb as Draco gripped it even tighter.

"You told me to bring a friend."

"You are not friends with Potter!" Lucius said annoyed. Draco's hand tighten even more, sending pain through Harry's whole arm.

"I know," Draco looked at Harry before continuing, "He's my boyfriend."