This title started out just to be a stand in title, but I fell in love with it. Now, I don't want another title for this. After you read this chapter, the title will make more sense.

I'll use a lot of songs in this fic. A lot of songs that don't, and will never, belong to me. Some of them you might have heard about, some of them you might not have, but they are all awesome, in my opinion. Draco's going to share my taste in music, so that means it's going to be all over the place. Mostly the music will be modern things out in America, because that's where I unfortunately live. Some will be from other countries. Sometimes the songs will let some insight into how Draco's feeling, but sometimes, it'll just be listened to for the same reasons anyone listens to music.

Anyway, expect chapters every three to four weeks. I'm working on a bunch of things right now and even though it's summer, that doesn't mean I have all the time in the world. But, since this chapter is so incredibly short, expect chapter two to be out at the end of the week.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, which is probably a good thing. The lovely J.K.Rowling owns everything Harry Potter. Oh, and check out her site (www. jkrowling. com) if you haven't because it's awesome. I also don't own Gackt, who is one of the best things to ever happen to Japan, which is saying something. fressia op.2 is off of his Mars cd.

Claimer: The plot line belongs to me.

Warning: Nothing yet. Will be Draco/Ron slash. They are going to have sex, but that'll come after they get together, which isn't in the close future, unfortunately.

Spoilers: Up to OotP. Though, we will be ignoring certain facts from that because I'm writing this fic and can do that if I want to. You'll see which facts are ignored, and which aren't.

Anyway, on with the fic!!! Sorry for the shortness. Trust me, the rest of the chapters are long enough to really make up for it. They're my longest chapters yet.

Oh, and is being mean and not showing those little swigly things even though they should be shown. So, bettwen 'freesia' and 'op.2', and after 'op.2' there's supposed to be those little swigly lines. Don't know why they aren't allowed to show up, because I want them to be there. I'm going to have to find a new divder if they don't show up in my next chapter.

freesia op.2 by Aloh Dark

First Chapter

Draco lay on his bed in his room at the Manor. He supposed he should call it 'home' and not 'the Manor' since he had lived there his whole life. But, it never felt like a true home to him. He had yet to find that feeling of being 'home.'

To his side a small orb glowed a soft, shimmering blue. It was clouded in it's own smoky aura that showed that it was on. From the orb 'freesia op.2 ' was playing. It was one song of many from his Gackt orb but it was the song he wanted at the moment.

He didn't know why he wanted the song to play continually, but he had to doing so. He supposed there was a minor part of him that longed for the feelings provoked in him. Feelings he couldn't describe to anyone even if he wanted to. He couldn't even place what he was feeling to himself. He was just.. feeling.

He passed his hand through the orb and whispered "Louder" so the volume would raise. He walked across the room to his piano and sat. He half listened to the music that was coming from the orb and half watched his fingers dart over the keys.

He picked up a quill from nearby and placed it, tip down, on blank pages of sheet music. He then started to play, knowing the quill will take down any notes he played. He played for a long time and when he finally stopped his fingers began to throb. He hadn't even noticed that it had gotten long past dark outside his windows. He shifted through the pages of music the quill had written, looking them over. Most of it was useless but some could be salvaged to make something. Draco's secret passion was composing.

He felt numb, from the soul out.

With a sigh he set down the pages and walked back to his bed. He stripped bare and just stared at the bed between the hangings. In disgust he turned away. he grabbed a soft blanket from the drawer where extra linen was kept and walked over to his bay window. He curled up under the blanket and rested his head against the panes of glass.

"Welcome Home Draco." He whispered to himself as he drifted off. While freesia op.2 still played loudly in the background.