Draco and the Gryffindors

by Rosalock

When Draco decides to do something quite unusual for him he is put into the house of Gryffindor, Filled with people he has been taught to despise, All of the people around him are people who are much different, How will he cope? Dramione Romance/Drama IN PROGRESS

1. Chapter 1

Hermione Granger

Aged 11

The day has finally arrived and here I stand of Platform 9 3/4 and I must say I got here in the most bizzare way, I walked straight through a wall. My parents must've thought I was crazy though I made sure they knew that I knew what I was doing

After all I have read all about it

I look across the station there is many people here. A big group of gingers, They must be the weasleys, Ive read all about them, Infact I read about all of the pureblood wizarding families. It was a very interesting read infact. I think I might be able to name them all off by heart but I have not yet tried.

The train arrives, I step on carefully. This will be the first train I have ever been on. I have always found trains to quite interesting, But its nothing compared to magic, Ooh Magic, Its just so Extrordinary. It has no scientific explanation whatsoever

I go the last carriage there is two tables. I slide my luggage under the table and take out a book. A boy walks in, He has messy hair, Round glasses and a scar on his head........

"You, Your the boy who lived" I say loudly as I shake his hand"Ive read all about you Harry Potter and it is a pleasure to meet you, It sure is, It sure is" I continue without giving him a chance to speak "Im Hermione Granger, I grew up with muggles too, except I didnt know I was a witch until I got my letter from Hogwarts, At first my parents though it was a prank from the kids at my muggle school but it wasn't, Dumbledore even came to see me to make sure I knew it was real, I dont quite know how he knew I doubted it-"

Someone cut me off

"Don't you ever take a breath girl, Jesus"

I look round. A weasley has sat down in the chair across from Harry, They are all staring at the door. There stands a short boy with slick blonde hair. He looks at the ginger kid

"My, My what do we have here, Red hair, Hand me down clothes, You must be a Weasley"

"Ron" He said through clenched teeth

"Oh aren't their ideas running low, Lowering themselves to muggle names, I suppose they have already done that, I mean Bill, It fits his job really, Slaving away in Gringotts, And Charlie hardly being able to afford a house in Romania because of the little he gets paid, Fred and Goerge, I mean, They're popular names for commoners, Ronald is just a name for an idiot, Suites you, Whats your sisters name?"

"Ginny" Said Ron

"Pffft, You can see who had a bit to much to drink that night and Percy, A perfect name for a stuck up git like himself"

"How dare you!" I say "Insulting his family like that"

"They deserve to be insulted" he says "You are?"

"I'm Hermione Granger"

"Granger, Never heard of them, Mudblood I take it?"

"Muggle-born"

"Lowest of the low" He says "You shouldn't be allowed to voice your opinion"

"Says you Malfoy" Said Ron "Your family is just a bunch of traitors"

Draco Malfoy (Boy with slick blond hair)

Age 11

How dare he say that about my family. My vision turned red. I pulled out my wand

"Configero" I shout

My voice fills the train and people begin to flood into the carriage. Leading the way is Fred and Goerge. Meanwhile Ron is pressed against the wall moaning in pain

"Bombardo" He mutters and I hear an explosion go off behind me I feel my face go hot. He gets up and I shout again

"Configero" I shout, Ron gets blasted out the window, I didnt mean to do that. Fred and Goerge immediantly came to his aid. The seniors a group of boys. Raise their wands and lift me into the air. I notice their ties, They're Gryffindor, Disgusting. It seem like they can read my thoughts because at that moment I get thrown against the wall. My mouth starts to bleed. I get thrown about for hours or maybe just 5 minutes, But it sure felt like hours. The train stops and im thrown against the wall. The seniors drop me, grab their stuff and waltz off the train. I have landed on a table, I can barely find the strength to stand, never mind carry all my stuff off the train. I groan and grab my stuff. I stumble off the train and collapse as soon as I get off. Im bleeding all over. I don't even try to get to my feet, I just lay there soaking in my own blood.

"Oi, You coming or not Malfoy"

I look up, Its a big oaf with a bush for a beard, Hagrid. My family hates him more than Voldemort hates Harry and well more importantly in this situation, He hates me. Not even my family, Just me. He couldn't care less that I was bleeding out on the train station floor. He might care that its his job to clean it up. I pull myself up and drag myself towards Hagrid, I see other people laughing and joking about. I put my stuff into a boat. There is room for two people and their luggage in a boat. Granger has no-one else to go with so she is forced to come with me. I stay silent, I don't want to talk to her. Two boys in a boat bump against ours and shout "Thats what you get you bloody mudblood"

I bump against their boat as revenge they push back so hard that it turns our boat over. I get thrown into the water, Its salty, I feel it run through my wounds, stinging like hell. I swim up to the shore and looked around Hermione she isnt here. I dive back under, I see a person in the blurry mess infront of me. I grab her under the arms and swim upwards Damn she's heavy. We get to the shore. I hear her gasp. I struggle to see my eyes are still filled with water. I choke on water, I must've swallowed some. I flip the boat and lift her safely into it. I lift myself into the boat and wipe my eyes, I can finally see. I cough again, I begin rowing until we finally reach the others, They stare in amazement. Some laughing, as i walk past I hear them say loudly

"Wimp"

"Coward"

"Look, He is half crying"

They were right on that one, Salt isn't good for eyes. We walk into the school and Hagrid has a quiet word with Dumbledore. He glances at me and gives me a small smile. He walks into the hall. We are instructed to walk onto the stage as I walk on I realize how much of an embarassment I must be to my parents right now. I scan the crowd for them, My eyes finally fall on my mother, Smiling up at me, waiting for me to start towards my fate. To fall into the house of Slytherin and become a Death Eater but... I cant, I cant become a Death eater as much as I try I can't, I cant do it. I cant kill. I cant kill anything, when I was little I had been told to kill a wild deer, I held out my wand and my body froze. Ever since then my father has looked down on me. As a coward. As less than human. As he looks at the house elf, A mudblood or anything he deems imperfect, He deems me imperfect. I need to prove him wrong, I'll be a son he can be proud of, A son my mother would be proud of. Dumbledore walks onto the stage

"Today, Is truely something special" He starts "A young man, despite the way he was raised, despite what his parents might say, Saved someone today. Someone his family thinks should be eradicated, Someone of a kind he has never met before only heard of. Still he decided to save her despite what his parents may have told him to do. This young man has made an excellent start to the school year and shows us how brave this lot are, We have a very special bunch here and I am proud of the hero of this day." I gulp

The audience stare at me and I suddenly feel very self concious. I see my mothers smile fade and my father throws me a dissapointed look. It stabs me like a knife.

"Hermione Granger"

she walks up, without much thought the sorting hat yells

"Gryffindor "

"Draco Malfoy"

I walk up. The sorting hat gets placed on my head and it can't seem to make up its mind. I beg for Slytherin

"Err, Dumbledore" Said the sorting hat out loud

"Yes" said Dumbledore

"We may, We may 'ave a problem with this one"

"It is?"

"He's not fully one house, He would fit into any but also wouldn't fit into any if you know what I mean'

'Yes, Draco go and sit with your parent and we will have a chat about your house later'

I walk over to my parents silently. He shakes his head in dissapointment.

"Why cant you just be like the rest of the family" My father says in a harsh whisper.

I sit silently and watch everyone else get sorted normally

'Pansy Parkinson'

'Slytherin'

'Greggory Goyle'

'Slytherin'

'Vincent Crabbe'

'Slytherin'

'Cho Chang'

'Ravenclaw'

'Lavander Brown'

'Gryffindor'

'Ron Weasley'

'Gryffindor'

'Harry Potter'

'Gryffindor'

'Cedric Diggory'

'Hufflepuff'

The ceremony is over and i'm pulled over by Dumbledore.

'What house do you truely wish to have, Draco'

'Slytherin'

'Is that because its who you are or because its who your family wants you to be'

I stay quiet, My family may think Dumbledore's a horrible old fool but he sure is wise. I have a feeling he already knows the answer.

'How about Gryffindor" He suggests

'Gryffindor, Why would I go to that house'

'Its where dwell the brave at heart' he says in a sing-song voice, I gulp

'I-I am Not brave' I said

'Of course you are' He says sounding most certian 'There are not many who would dive in and save a girl they barely knew from certian death'

'Especially if their family thought the person was despicable and when they were already severly wounded' He said

'You really think I could fit there' I say, He nods at me "But my parents, They'd pretty much disown me if they heard I chose Gryffindor'

' No matter how evil your parents might be Draco, They will always love their son' Says Dumbledore

'Fine, If your sure I fit then I pick Gryffindor'

I walk back into the hall and sit at the Gryffindor table. I see Percy Weasley stare

'You' He says with disgust 'You have no place in Gryffindor'

'Neither do you' I say 'You aren't brave its just that no other house would accept your whole bloody family, Me on the other hand, I could have picked any house whatsoever but I picked Gryffindor, Your whole house should be honoured' I storm off into the Gryffindor tower. Well that is where I was headed, Before I got to the door

'Password' The fat lady said

'I dunno' I say, She looks cross 'Look, im new here alright'

She doesnt tell me

'At least give me a clue'

'Founder of our house' She said

'Err, Uhhh, G-G Godric! Godric Gryffindor!'

The portrait swings open. I run up to the corridor of boys dorms and look at the sign on one of the doors

Room of Gryffindor

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Neville Longbottom

Oh no