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Will love ever find its way to you?

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Two paths so different

Yet so near

They will not cross

Because of fear

Two lives so diverse

Not one will understand

They are both similar

But both will reprimand

Through the line of fate

Both found one another

Though they look with hate

They will take friendship one step farther…

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"Draco…" growled Harry.

Draco walked infront of Harry also carrying his belongings with him. Harry had his guard up, just in case Draco had something malevolence in mind. Draco laughed as he saw this. His laugh was not from laughter but from amusement. Not the normal laugh of a person that was very welcoming.

"Where are your best friends, Crab and Goyle?" said Harry sarcastically, clutching his wand.

Draco frowned, "They're not my best friends. Keep that in mind, Potter…" His voice sounded like it was dissatisfied with Harry's question. He never considered them as his friends. They were both brainless and dim-witted. Malfoys are just too good for people like them. Besides, they were just there to make people see that Draco was in control. And by the looks of it, he is…  

Draco's eyes wandered to Harry's wand, "Are you going to let everyone see that?" referring to the defensive Harry.

Harry looked at his exposed wand and returned his gaze to Draco but he was not infront of him anymore. He began to worry a little because Draco might have something up his sleeve. Harry noticed his un-Muggle clothing but it was enough for people not to notice.

While he was wearing the usual gray shirt and pants. Grey… it reminded him of Draco… That pale, blonde hair boy.

"Are you just going to stand there?" Draco asked, his voice coming from behind. "Hurry up. It's already 9:00."

Harry was shocked. Draco was never nice to him. In fact, he was never nice to anyone. What in bloody hell was he thinking? Why was he acting like a… a… a… Draco growled which sent Harry back to reality.

"What are you looking at?" said Draco impatiently. "Hurry up. Enter the Platform."

Harry looked at him suspiciously.

"If I were going to hurt you," stated Draco arrogantly, "I would have chosen a better place that this. Such undeserving eyes," referring to the people passing, "witnessing Harry Potter's defeat would be most unpleasant." His famous smile returned.

Did I say anything about Draco being nice, he thought. I must have been out of my head.

 Harry grinned his teeth after hearing mentioning Potter again. He hates people doing that. And it's even worse because his archenemy was saying it mockingly.

Harry was about to tell him to back off when one passenger knocked unto Draco who hit Harry. Harry was so surprised that he was not able to catch Draco's weight so both tumbled on the floor, Draco ending on top of Harry. It took a second for them to regain their senses. Harry was rubbing his head and his hand wandered on his own face. His glasses were missing! He can't see much without them. What was he going to do now?

[A.N. the author has been laughing all the way when she wrote this O_o]

"Awww… Did little Potter lost his famous glasses?" Asked Draco mockingly.

He was on the verge of breaking down and getting annoyed. One more word out of Draco will let him loose his mind and attack him.

"Poor Potter's going to cry…"

That was that. Harry totally lost control and lunged for Draco. Tumbling on the ground, they fought. Or at least Harry did, Draco was just (unfortunately) protecting himself. They rolled on the floor not knowing what direction they were headed. They were moving towards the train tracks.

They fell Draco still on top of Harry trying to hold him down. But something caught his attention that Harry didn't notice because he was too upset.

Bright lights appeared on the tracks behind Draco. The ground was shaking and there was a loud steams blowing. Draco looked back but Harry didn't have to see what it was… It was the 9:00 train!

Draco scooped up Harry in his arms. Holding his wand his chanted words that Harry heard as: ebullio adeo!

Harry didn't even have time to think. His instincts told him that there was a train coming and that Draco was his only hope. He clung to Draco tightly not even re-considering as he felt the train pass. 

Author's Notes:

Well, what do you think? Tell me. Anything. I want to know and how to get better.