Changes
Chapter one
Draco had changed drastically this summer, partly because Lucius had not been there to hurt him, he had been sent to Azkaban and Draco couldn't have been happier.
His look was completely different now also, instead of normal attire Draco would wear black tight fitting jeans, skin tight black t-shirts, black make up and he would even paint his nails with black nail polish.
Narcissa hadn't much cared when her son had come home with his left ear adorning many silver hoops, a tattoo of a red rose on his right shoulder blade or even when she had discovered he'd had his tongue pierced.
He relished the fact that he would be at school long before Lucius would return, his mother hadn't spoken a word to him since he had come home but that was nothing out of the ordinary, she had given him money when his Hogwarts letter had come through but that was the only communication that the two had had.
It was a magical feeling to be boarding the Hogwarts express on the first of September; however that was when it all went wrong for Draco, when he saw his father's animagus form in the shadows. At first he tried to ignore it but Lucius kept following and eventually Draco gave up and went to him but made sure he stood a safe distance away.
"Lucius..." Draco greeted, it had been so long since he had called him father, he watched as his father turned back into himself but remained in the shadows.
"My son, the dark Lord calls for his supporters, a war is to be waged on the wizarding world, you are to come with me now."
"No, I don't think so, I am sorry father, I will never be you, there are more important thinks in this world than Voldermort, I won't follow in your footsteps."
Lucius was about to grab his son but at that moment the boy-who-lived walked by with his two faithful sidekicks and the rest of the Weasley clan.
"You will pay for being a traitor; you are no longer a son of mine."
"Then that's great and I'm not a traitor, I refuse to join Dumbledore's side, if you think that I would help him then you've got another thing coming, I don't want to be on either side when the war comes."
"In some ways you are very wise but in others you are foolish, My Lord will not stand for your disobeying him, run and hide Draco that is the best thing you can do now."
Draco watched as he so called father apperated to his master to inform him. So much for giving advice if he wanted to be a father to him he wouldn't have told the dark Lord that he couldn't be found.
It was as he was about to board the train he noticed that the trio that had walked by him only moments ago were involved in a heated argument.
Draco watched as it elevated and wands were drawn, except Harry's. He heard him shout: "Voldermort has been trying to kill me for sixteen years now, do you really think your going to be able to do it."
And with a wave of his hand Harry held both their wands. They staggered back in shock; they had forgotten that Harry had been in training over the summer holidays.
Draco watched as the saviour threw the wands to the floor and said something that Draco couldn't make out before he stalked off to where Draco was standing.
The blonde had to admit that Harry looked good, he was wearing faded blue jeans that clung to his hips and rode low, his t-shirt was a deep crimson but showed off every bit of muscle that the saviour of the wizarding world had...which in all honesty was quite a lot, after years of Quidditch practice and three months of training to defeat Voldermort he looked...edible.
"Enjoy the show Malfoy." He hissed as he side swept Draco and boarded the Hogwarts express.
"No, but I am now." The Slytherin replied before walking off to find his associates, leaving behind an extremely confused Gryffindor.
Harry had of course spent the summer at the Dursley's however instead of moping around in the time when he wasn't cooking or cleaning he threw himself into training. Sirius had died because of him; he wasn't going to have anything like that happen again.
He had taken to morning runs and finding out how flexible he was in the Dursley's back garden, he had discovered that he could do back flips and front flips quite easily, not to mention cart wheels and the like. He was proud of what he had achieved.
However when he had met up with Ron and Hermione on the first of September he had discovered they had changed a lot also. They walked onto the platform in silence, not until the rest of the Weasley's dispersed did they get a chance to talk.
"Harry we've been thinking a lot over the summer." Hermione began. "Mainly about the end of last term actually." Harry stood there staring at her; he had a horrible feeling of what was coming.
"You don't want to know me any more, because knowing me puts you in danger." Harry said for her, Hermione looked as if she had been lost for words so he had decided to get this over with quickly.
"Well, basically..." Ron began to say but Harry silenced him.
"Don't bother, I knew you'd end up betraying me, or leaving me when thing's got hard. Is that why you didn't come and get me from the Dursley's, or was that Dumbledore's orders?"
"Dumbledore." Hermione said in a little more than a whisper.
"Well guess what, I don't need you and I don't take orders from him anymore, I am sick and tired of being everybody's saviour, I am Harry Potter, I have been a fighter for too long now, how about next time Voldermort strikes you fight him off yourselves and we'll see if you even last five minutes."
"Shut up." Ron hissed dangerously. "We have been nothing but friends to you for six years now, you can't say that we haven't been loyal, but you got Sirius killed, who will it be next."
"How dare you, how many times have I save your life."
"And how many times have you put us in danger?"
"You unbelievable bastard, you know what if I had never met you I would probably be a lot better off, so why don't you take your mudblood girlfriend and get out of my face."
"That's it." Ron said heatedly drawing his wand and pointing it at Harry who was surprised when Hermione did the same.
"Voldermort has been trying to kill me for sixteen years now, do you really think your going to be able to do it." Harry said, he waved his hand and the two wands flew into the palm of his hand.
"Stay away from me or next time you may not fair to well."
With those final words to his former friends Harry stalked off. He saw that Draco was standing in the doorway he wanted to go through. Going up to him he said: "Enjoy the show Malfoy?"
And heard the reply: "No but I am now." Before the blonde walked off leaving Harry confused and with a tingly feeling inside him.
What can I say...another story. Enjoy and review, five reviews gets the next chapter. Simple really. Enjoy.
