"He has saved my child's life." Draco's father explained. "And now we owe him a wizerd's debt."

"Thank you Harry..." Draco said, smiling brightly at Harry. Harry blushed slightly.

"It was nothing." Harry mumbled and his parents raised their eyebrows at his sudden shyness. This was unlike their son to blush and mumble.

"Well, we have to go now. Thank you once again." Draco's father said and started to walk away. Draco looked at his father, then Harry.

"..." Draco blushed as he leaned forward and gave Harry a peck on the cheek. "Bye Harry..."

He ran up to his mother who held her hand out for him to take, which he did. They followed Draco's father and soon vanished into the crowd.

"Well, isn't that something." Harry's mother said astonished as she put her right hand on her hip. "We leave you alone for a little while and you save someone. Now you have someone owing you the highest kind of debt there is."

"That's our little boy!" Harry's father said while ruffing up Harry's already wild hair.

"Well, let's continue to get ready for your birthday party." His mother said and they made their way back to their car.


YEARS LATER

With Harry

"Don't worry, you're going to love it here." Ron told Harry as they had exit the train.

"How do you know what its like?" Harry asked Ron.

"My older brothers told me all about it and how cool it was..." He said, then whispered. "Plus, they said that they know where a lot of seacret passages are."

"Cool." Harry said while nodding.

"Alright! First years follow me!" Hagrid said while waving his right hand high and walking in a direction.

"He's a really tall fellow alright, mate!" Ron said looking at Hagrid with wide eyes. "You were right!"

Harry nodded his head and looked around at the other first years that were walking with them. His eyes landed on a head with blond hair. The person was looking down as though nervous and in thought.

"He's very pretty." Ron said watching the same person that Harry was. Harry looked at Ron and raised an eyebrow. "I wonder if he's single and what's his name, perfurence, and phone number."

"..." Harry shook his head and thought that the boy with the blond hair looked familar.

With Draco

"What if I won't fit in?" Draco thought to himself while sighing. "...Forget it! I'm a Malfoy! Of course I'll fit in!"

Draco smiled slightly and looked forward where a middle-aged looking woman stood talking.

"I will come back out here when the dining hall is done and sorting hat is ready to sort." She said and left through the doors. As soon as she did everyone looked at each other and started talking. Draco sighed and looked around. He saw a red head and bruetnett looking at him weirdly. The red head smirked and said something to the bruetnett. He then walked over with the bruetnett following behind.

With Harry

"Ron..." Harry called his name, but was ignored. He sighed when they reached the blonde boy.

"Hey, babe." Ron said while leaning on the rail next to the blonde. The blonde raised an eyebrow and looked at Ron then Harry. Harry shook his head and sighed again. The blonde gasped, then smiled.

"So, its true. Harry Potter has come to Hogworts." The blonde said in amazement. He held his hand out to Harry, who shook it. They both gasped slightly at the electrical feeling that ran through them. Ron frowned at being ignored. "My name's Draco, Draco Malfoy."

Ron laughed and Draco frowned.

"Draco! Draco Malfoy!" Ron said in between laughs.

"I suppose you think that my name is funny." Draco said feeling hurt on the inside. "I would ask your name, but its obvoious. Red hair, freakles, and a hand me down robe, you must be a Weasly."

"..." Ron remained silent. Harry sighed. Ron deserved it. Everyone laughed as the teacher came out.

"Alright, follow me in a straight line." She said, which everyone did.

(You know the story, they were all sorted out. Now we go to Draco's sorting)

With Draco

"Hm..." The hat thought. "You're very smart, cunning, and sly...Your bravery is not weak, but it isn't at its strongest...Hm..."

"Hey, I'm brave!" Draco argued in his head.

"Yes, it will develope well in Gryfindorff."

"Gryfindorff! That's for Pansies! I'm a Malfoy!" Draco declared proudly.

"Ah...a Malfoy...hm...I believe that Gryfindorff would be best for you...but if Sylthern is what you want..." He said to Draco then yelled to the teachers. "SYLTHERN!"

Draco sighed as he climbed out of the chair and went to sit at the Sylthern table. Everyone at the table clapped and welcomed him to the table. He sat at the end of the table and watched how everyone else was sorted.

His breathe held as it was now Harry's turn. After the hat was placed on his head and it sat there for what seemed forever, the hat shouted out Gryfindorff.

With Harry

Harry smiled slightly as he walked over to the table. He sat down next to Ron after shaking hands with nearly everyone at the Gryfindorff table.

"Alright, we're together mate!" Ron said smiling and Harry nodded. "Too bad that pretty blonde is in Sylthern. I would have never tooken him for being evil."

"Just because someone's in Sylthern doesn't them evil." Herminone pointed out from across the table. "It just means that you're sly, cunning, or something like that. You're sorted into houses by your domanite personality. Syltherns are cunning; Hufflepuffs are nice, kind; Ravenclaws are intelligent; and Gryfindorffs are brave."

"That doesn't make sense." Harry said confused.

"What do you mean, Harry?" Ron asked confused.

"Well, I'm not really that brave at all." Harry said. "I'm not a coward, but still..."

"Well, maybe the hat made a mistake." Ron said.

"The Sorting hat never makes mistakes!" Herminone pointed out pointedly. Jeez that's redundent!

"It could have messed up this one time..." Harry muttered as he sighed and looked over at the Sylthern table.

With Draco

Draco was in a deep conversation with his best friend and house mate, Blaise Zabini, when he felt someone staring at him. He lifted his head and saw Harry staring at him. Draco tilted his head looking at Harry confused.

"What's he looking over here for?" Blaise asked Draco, who shrugged.

"I don't know, but I wish he would stop." Draco said holding back a blush.

With Harry

"Harry, I know that the bloke is pretty, but really do you have to stare at him." Ron stated, irratated that Harry hadn't paid attention to a word he had said and was staring at Draco. "You're did not even listening to what I said."

"Sorry Ron." Harry apologized as he stopped staring at Draco and looked at Ron while blushing slightly. "What did you say?"

"Never mind, Mate..." Ron said while shaking his head and glancing at Draco.

(In the Morning After Sorting)

"Man! I'm sure glad that they gave us the morning off!" Ron said happily as he walked with Harry and Hermione who both had nodded in agreement. "So, what are we going to do today?"

"I don't know, what d-" Harry was interrupted, because he had got knocked down. He looked up to see Draco on the ground also.

With Draco

Draco looked up to see that he had ran into Harry.

"Watch where you're going?" Draco snapped at Harry as he stood up slowly.

"Me? You watch where YOU'RE going!" Harry shot back.

"I was, but its kind of hard to move out of the way when there are a bunch of idoits blocking the entire walkway!" Draco said while sneering and attempted to pass them. However, Ron had other plans.

"Where you off to?" He asked as he stepped in Draco's way. Draco turned his sneer on him.

"None of your damn business." Draco hissed and started walking off. Ron frowned at this. He stepped on the end of Draco's robe and tripped him. Draco. Draco let out a startled scream as he fell face-flat on the floor.

When he did, everone that was in the laughed at him. Draco slowly climbed to his feet with a very red face from scratching it on the floor and from being laughed at. Draco glared at everyone; however, deep down on the inside, he was really ashamed and embrassed.

"Are you..." Hermione drifted off, because she couldn't contain her laughter if she opened her mouth. She put her hand over her mouth.

"Draco, are you alright?" Harry asked as he reached a hand out with a face almost as red as Draco's. Draco huffed and slapped his hand away.

Draco gathered up the bottom of his robe for fear that Ron would do the same thing again, thus increasing the laughter in the hallway, and ran off.

"I hate that Weasly, Granger, and Potter." Draco said in pure contempt.