You Don't See Me
Chapter 1 - The Ride To Hogwarts
By: KaKaVegeGurl
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Draco sighed annoyedly as he loaded his things onto the Hogwarts Express, walking down the long corridor to a compartment way in the back of the train where he had sat every year now since his second, he packed his trunks into the luggage rack above the seats and then moved to go outside until it was time to leave, he was wearing a normal black dress shirt, grey slacks and black dress shoes.
He, to his utter most annoyance, met up with both Crabbe and Goyle, and then Blaise and Pansy, another Slytherin girl, she had a voice like a Banshee and a face like a pug. Blaise wasn't too bad after you got to know him, but the other three; they were a headache to be around, and Draco soon found himself much dying to get back on the bus.
"I can't believe what you've done to you're gorgeous locks, Drakey-poo. It's absolutely dreadful just thinking about it. I loved them the way they were before." Pansy shrieked loudly, she already had on her Slytherin robes and was still so much shorter than him, "Your father would be furious with you."
"I don't care." Draco said boldly, his pointed face scowling down at her and he pushed her away from him, "Now stop touching me."
Pansy frowned and backed away, "But Drakey-poo..." She stared for a moment before turning to the side as she heard gasps comming from around them, "Oh god! Look who it is! That nasty little Gryffindor!"
Draco stifled a light chuckle, "And stop calling me 'Drakey-poo'." He looked up to see who everyone was looking at and froze, "Oh wow!" He gasped as his eyes widened in utter amazement, "Potter... He-He got... Hotter!"
Pansy turned and glared up at Draco, who had gained height over the summer; now six feet and five inches tall, "What?"
Harry had just walked onto the platform sporting a nice red shirt that wore tightly over his chest, lose blue jeans and sneakers, his soft raven hair as messy as ever, green eyes glowing brightly and his scar standing out as a perfectly shaped lightning bolt on his forehead. He had also gained some height over the vacation, and light muscles could be just seen through his shirt, the wonders Quidditch did.
Draco couldn't help but to show his astonishment, he knew Potter had looked good before; but this was just too much. Guys would turn gay by the mere thought of the Gryffindor now. And the blond found himself at a lose for words, he felt like he was in heaven.
Pansy crossed her arms poutingly, "He's star-struck, I shouldn't have said a thing!"
"Maybe not, but he is right." Blaise said softly, "Potter''s certainly filled out in all of the right places." Pansy huffed and rolled her eyes as Blaise reached over and pushed Draco's mouth closed.
"Stop drooling, Malfoy."
Draco blinked once, "My gosh, he's a fox!"
Both Crabbe and Goyle nodded in agreement, they stood with their arms crossed over their chests in silence.
Malfoy still stared at Harry, "What on Earth happened to him over summer! He looks like he took a beautifying potion!"
Harry turned slowly and Draco knew he had been caught red-handed, as much as he wanted to stare at Harry all day, the Slytherin cast his eyes away and retreated into the train without another word.
Harry sat beside Ron and Hermione, with both Neville and Luna Lovegood across from them, Luna was reading the Quibbler as usual, Ron was slowly chewing on his nail while staring out the window, and Hermione was reading a book; 'The Personalities of Dissension' By: Marie Klairkary. Neville was also looking out the window and Harry sat deep in thought.
His last year with the Dursleys wasn't so bad, especially considering he'd never have to see them again, Dudley still hadn't lost much weight since last they had met, and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had been hell in a box, but other than that it wasn't so bad. He had also gained some height, catching up with Ron finally, who was still a few inches taller, but nonetheless.
He felt very relieved that he was going back to Hogwarts once again. He hadn't realized just how much he had missed it, and his fifth year wasn't one he'd liked to remember, he'd lost too many things then, but now he was going to try and make up for it.
"I found one, did I tell you all?" Said Luna Lovegood, a girl with waist-length dirty-blond hair and pale eyes, she had her wand tucked behind her ear and a necklace of butterbeer caps, she also happened to be the first to break the silence in at least forty minutes.
"Found one what?" Hermione asked looking up from her book.
"A Crumple Horned Snorkack." Spoke Luna dreamily, "Just yesterday. It was cool. I wish you all could've been there."
Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to reading her book.
"You did?" Harry smiled as he heard Hermione sigh hopelessly, "So then, I guess your vacation went well?"
Luna nodded happily as she stared at Harry, "Oh yes! Definantly, your's did too, didn't it?"
Harry frowned slowly and stood as he began to remember the hectic summer with the Dursleys, "I'm gonna get some air."
Ron and Neville nodded absentmindedly as he left the compartment and Luna shrugged cooly and went back to reading the Quibbler.
Harry's walk was taken back to the end of the train, he went into as empty compartment and sat down so he could be alone. He sat only for a few minutes, just listening to the sound of the train on the tracks, lost deep in his thoughts when the door burst open.
He looked up in outrage, "What?" He asked before thinking and then stopped when he realised who it was, "Oh, what do you want?"
Draco gasped and turned around quickly, "Potter!" He froze against the door, "What are you doing in here?"
"I asked you first." Harry glared resplendently at the blond Slytherin.
"I... I went for a walk." Draco spoke indecisively.
Harry cocked a brow, "A walk? And that's why you came in here?"
"Shut up Hotter, Potter-I mean Potter, shut it Potter!" Draco spoke rashly, his face tinting deeply as blood rushed to his cheeks.
"No."
Draco frowned, "And what are you doing here? Trying to get away from Weasel and the Mudblood?"
"Don't you call them that." Harry started warningly, "I only needed some air."
"Oh really? Potter gonna faint again?" Draco said smiling mockingly, "Feeling a bit light-headed, Potter?"
Harry looked back out the window, "God, just shut up."
Draco stared at Harry for a moment but then stopped when he heard something, "Here she comes!" He said glancing out the window of the compartment door, "Quick, I've got to hide!" He dropped down on his stomach and climbed under the seats opposite of Harry.
"Here comes who?" Asked Harry when, once again, the door flew open, only this time it was Pansy Parkinson.
"Oh, look who it is, Scary Potter." She shrieked, "Have you seen Draco?"
Harry glared at her loathingly, "Why would you tell you if I saw your stupid boyfriend!"
Pansy gasped and hissed at him, "How dare you, you little prat!" She spat, slamming the door loudly and stomping off down the hall.
Draco looked around, slowly climbing out from under the seat and then sat down in it, "That was so close."
Harry then rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Why are you running away from her anyway?"
"She won't leave me alone." Draco started, "Annoying little harpy." He ran a hand through his hair and leaned back to relax.
"Then why do you put up with her, if you hate her so much?" Harry asked with a quirked brow.
The Slytherin prince frowned, "My father, he thinks she's brilliant, perfect for me... I think he's off his rocker."
"He wants you two to get married?"
"He only wishes it." Draco corrected him, "I have better ways to spend my time than with that woman." He spat at the word with disgust.
Harry watched Draco curiously, "What do you mean?"
Draco looked over at Harry, "I mean I'm GAY, Potter. Gosh you're thick."
"I didn't insult you!" Harry said, his eyebrows narrowing, "I just didn't know, you don't have to be such a jerk about it!"
Draco looked a bit taken back, his eyebrows raised high and his mouth slightly ajar, "Wow, Potter, calm down. I didn't mean to offend you."
Harry frowned even more, "You didn't, it's not weird or anything."
"Whatever," Draco spoke passively, "I was just saying."
Harry stood up, "When did I ever say I cared what you said, I don't care, Malfoy! I don't wanna hear your nonsense." He turned quickly and stomped out of the compartment as well.
Draco sat in shock for a moment, his mouth closed tight and his eyes wide, at the moment he felt so confused.
After Harry left Draco to his rambling he struggled to find another empty compartment and when he did he sat in there with his arms crossed over his chest and his feet up on the seat for the rest of the ride to Hogwarts.
When they arrived, first years were taken by Hagrid on the usual boat-ride to the school, and the rest went via carriages, which were being pulled by large Theastrals, unseen by those who had not witnessed a death, they were large skeletons, horses, with long bat-like wings, beasts that were attracted to the smell of blood.
Harry, of course, could see them, considering he had witnessed Cedric die in his fourth year, killed by the Avada Kedavera, thanks to Voldemort, and he also saw his god-father, Sirius, die just last year. He climbed onto a carriage alone and then, later, was accompanied by a soaking wet Malfoy.
Harry spoke nothing as the Slytherin sat down and began squeezing the water out of his short blond locks, his clothes wearing heavy on his body and his skin paler than usual.
As Harry waited for him, Draco had finished with his now dishelved hair and began trying to do the same to his clothes, he knew the Gryffindor was there and was well aware that he was watching him.
"What happened?" Harry asked in curiosity as the Slytherin continued on his robes.
"I fell." Draco said simply.
"I don't believe you." Harry said dauntlessly.
Draco looked at him and Harry could see unshed tears in his eyes. He was shocked at the emotion shining on those glassy gray orbs.
"You don't need to believe me, it's not like I asked you to." Malfoy said mockingly, he stared unblinkingly at Harry for a bit and then looked back down, he squeezed a load of water out of the bottom of his robes.
Harry frowned, "If you don't want to tell me what happened, you don't have to. I can find out myself anyway. Did someone push you?"
Draco sighed annoyingly, "You happened, Potter." He looked up into Harry's eyes, "You think you're so great, landing my father in Azkaban, well, I've got news for you; I'm gonna get you back. I've lost everything because of you!"
Harry's eyes widened at the peaking of Draco's anger, he sat wordlessly, not knowing of anything to say.
The Slytherin continued hie reign, "I've lost my father, my mother, my respect and my pride. All of which are thanks to you. Yes, I got pushed... By Slytherins. You happy?" Draco stared at Harry loathingly, "Now that you've embarrassed me and shattered my pride, succeeding in making my life living hell, I really hope you're happy, I just don't see how you sleep at night."
Harry felt the carriage come to a halt just as Draco finished, the Slytherin stood and fled quickly, and before Harry had even departed Draco was already inside Hogwarts' doors.
Hermione and Ron came gliding up to him, both of their faces red from cold.
"We just saw Malfoy, did he say anything to you?"
"Want me to pound him, mate?" Ron asked putting a balled fist into his other hand, "What'd he do?"
Harry smiled weakly, "He didn't do anything, don't worry about it."
Hermione watched him intently, "Harry, is something wrong?" She asked, her voice filled with worry, "You ignored us on train, and then you didn't ride with us in our carriage. There was plenty of space."
Ron nodded in agreement, "She's right, mate, where were you that whole time?"
"I just needed some space," Harry said indulgingly, "I felt a little too cramped, I guess."
Hermione still kept her eyes on him, she looked as if she was trying to read his facial expressions, "If you say so, Harry. But I want you to know, you can tell us anything."
"Malfoy looked like he was gonna cry," Ron spoke, getting off subject, "Did you hit him in the face or something?"
"No." Harry said instantly as Hermione rolled her eyes, "Nothing like that. We didn't really say much to each other." He lied.
Ron frowned, "Darn, oh, you should've seen what happened to Malfoy when he got out of the Hogwarts Express, it was bloody hilarious."
"Ronald," Hermione's eyes narrowed slowly as the red-head ignored her warning and continued on.
"Some Slytherins were making fun of him," Ron began, "And he told 'em to 'bugger off', at first I thought they were gonna get into a fight or something, but instead they pushed him into the lake."
Harry watched as his two best friends both burst into laughter, he himself couldn't help but to frown upon them.
When they all got into the Great Hall and the students had settled down, Harry sat listening to Ron and Hermione argue about their classes until he remembered about Draco, he looked up to the Slytherin table and was startled to see Dumbledore and Draco whispering to one another in hushed voices, some fellow Slytherins were watching them venomously while others sat talking to one another without another care in the world. Draco still looked a mess and his eyes were pink and puffy. When they had finally finished talking Dumbledore returned to the staff table and Draco sat back down.
One glance told Harry that something big was about to happen. He caught his breath when Draco looked up and met his gaze. They both stared for a moment, and then Harry couldn't stand it anymore, turning away just as the nervous first years entered and walked down the middle of the Great Hall to begin the Sorting.
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