Once they were dressed, they proceeded out of the bathroom. They received many dirty looks from people in the store, and outside the store, but the only nice one that the boys got was from an extremely tall man in what looks like a dragon skin vest. All that Draco could see was the bottom of it, it was too densely covered by a mangy beard. He was holding a pink pokey-dot umbrella.

''thar' yeh are 'Arry! I was beginin' to think tha' yeh got lost,'' the giant paused, looking at Draco, then continued ''an' I see yeh made friend' with a Malfoy, 'Raconis if I don't stan' correcte'. Well yeh boys run alon' an' I'll meet yeh at the leaky cauldro''' and with that the man walked away leaving the boys staring at the back of his head. It was Draco who broke the silence first.
''who was that and how did he know who I am? How the bloody hell did he know who you were?''

''that's Hagrid, he took me away from the Dursleys. He also works at Hogwarts. And I don't know how he knows you.'' with a small chuckle Harry added '' is your name really Draconis?''

''Um, yes but I don't like to be called that, I prefer to be called Draco.''

''I respect that. Now we have things to get. As you said school starts next week.'' Harry said grabbing Draco's hand and leading them away. Draco looked at his hand as they walked. A light blush appeared on his face and he gleefully thought about their time in the bathroom. But that will be the first time and the last time they will have sex for a week or maybe longer.

Suddenly Harry met his pale lips, kissing his sadness away. They stopped walking as to avoid hitting a wall, or some pass-buyer. The boys kissed passionately for a moment, then departed.

''there, no more frown,'' Harry said before entering the wand shop in front of him, pulling smiling Draco behind him.

Draco looked in disgust at the shop they had just entered. It was covered in dusty old boxes, the desk, the floor, even the walls. An old man came out from around the corner.

''I wondered when I'd be seeing you, boys. Seems like only yesterday when your mother's and father's were getting their first wands.'' he walked around back and came back with two boxes. He handed the one in his left hand to Draco and the one in his right to Harry. Draco took the wand out of the box and gave it a light flick, and instantly as he did the room lit up more than it originally was. He examined his wand, it was brown and black with divots separating the two colors. There was a chip in the tip of the wand, just like his father's. Suddenly there was a loud crash then a shatter of glass.
''nope definitely not.'' the old man said walking once again to the back of the store. ''I wonder.'' he walked back towards Harry and handed him another wand.

The moment the wand hit Harry's fingertips the, room was instantly was lit up and papers went swirling around him. Draco pulled him closer and held him in a tight embrace.

''curious,'' the old man said when the papers stopped fluttering around the room.

''I'm sorry, what's curious,'' Harry said in an odd squeak.
''I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. It just so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand gave another feather – just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother – why, its brother gave you that scar.'' Draco shivered, but the man continued.
''yes thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew. Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember...I think we must expect great things from you, Mr. Potter...After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things – terrible, yes but great.'' Harry pressed himself closer to Draco, and once again the man continued.
''as for you Mr. Malfoy, your father's wand had the same chip in the tip, as well as oak and dragon heartstring... Lucius, powerful man. Great amount of wisdom, but can't always be trusted.''
Both boys handed the man seven Galleons and stepped out of the store. Once out Harry began to laugh hard, leaning his head back.
''what does he mean by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, did good yet terrible things. And what does he mean that your father can't be trusted.'' Harry said in between gasps of breath. Draco answered the question once Harry had stopped laughing.

''I can't tell you about my family quite yet. As for the second question, I don't feel that I'm the right person to tell you that.''
''that's okay my love, I know that you'll tell me later.'' Harry said, kissing his neck erotically. ''now we have more shopping to do.'' and they were off to get the rest of their school things.

OOOOOoooooOOOoooOOOoooooOOOOO

Once Draco was home, he walked straight to his room, And set everything on his bed. He dug through a bag full of books until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out a small leather book with a picture of a dragon on the front of it. In the left-hand corner, there were the letters HP+DM. Draco had bought it while Harry was in the bathroom, then hid it in the back pocket of his jeans, and only when Harry was out of eyesight did he put it in a bag of books.
He turned and sat at his desk next to his bed, opened the top drawer, grabbed an old pencil, and began to write.

'entry 1,

'I honestly have no idea what to do. So I met Harry today, well if a french kiss is any way to meet someone. After I ''met'' him we went to the nearest bathroom and had sex. What I'm really nervous about is that I won't be able to see him for a week. Okay, I'm nervous about me being gay too. I've never been attracted to males before, but I get this feeling when I'm around him, like, like I'm in love. I don't know this all sounds weird, but it feels good to get it off my chest.
'So even if I'm in love with the legendary Harry Potter, I don't even know if he likes me. Well, I think he might. Before we departed he kissed me and said that he loves me. Is this normal for newly met people to say to one other? Well, we're not just newly met, were also newly sexed.' Draco laughed at his pun then went back to his writing
'anyway, I just hope that it doesn't seem too obvious. And what I hope even more is that eventually, we will have a real relationship, other than just sex

Sincerely,

Draconis Lucius Scorpius Malfoy'

Draco looked up from the small book, and to his left to the watch on the desk. He had forgotten to put it on earlier. It read 11:57pm which was too late for anyone to function. He cleared off his bed, stripped into just his boxers, and climbed in. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, but when he did all he could dream about was Harry.

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The week went by much too slow for Draco's liking's, but eventually, it was September 1st. His father helped him load his school attire into the car, then they were off. Once they were far enough away from the manor, his father said.

''So son, how was yesterday?''

the question caught Draco off guard, for he was reading a book about gay sex. He had picked it up from Flourish and Blotts, also while Harry was in the bathroom.

''good I guess. Why do you ask,'' he answered nervously, not looking up.
''for one, you wouldn't be reading that book if you didn't at least enjoy yourself. I can tell by the look on your face when you read it. Second, when the time comes you will take part in his murder. Third of all.'' Lucius said with a sneer.

Draco flinched as the words hit his brain. He would have to help murder, Harry. The thought was unbearable, for he had never even fathomed about killing anyone, let alone the person he loved. But Lucius continued as quickly as he had stopped.

''If he is to ever put himself inside of you, you are to tell me immediately. Do you understand Draconis? If you get pregnant, the whole killing issue will be blown out of the water. And we can't have that, now can we. No- ''

''What do you mean he can't put himself inside of me! So you mean I can fuck him but he can't do the same for me! And what the fuck do you mean, 'if I get pregnant' you know I'm a boy right! Dad, you make my life so complex that I don't even know what to do with it! You, you, aug!'' Draco was so mad he couldn't even make a sentence. He was beyond mad, he was livid. He has to fuck Harry, but Harry can't fuck him. And better yet, his father had insulted him by saying that he would get pregnant.
''He can't fuck you because you're a veela. Once a veela gets pregnant you have to be bonded to that one person. And we can't have you bonded to the Potter boy, besides he'll be dead by the end of the year.'' Lucius paused to laugh maliciously, then continued. ''that is if you don't tell him to avoid the plot. And if you do you will no longer be my son, let alone a Malfoy. So in your best interest that you do as your told. ''