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Warnings: Malexmale don't like don't read

AU

Disclaimer: no matter the amount of plastic operation I will never be Rowling -.-

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Chapter 3

A twist of fate

The teacher looked around taking in every student before saying anything "Welcome I'm professor Faison and I will be teaching you Art in its own beauty, is there anyone who would like to tell me what that means?" professor Faison looked around nobody raised their hand "No? Well then I will tell you, Art in its own beauty is about finding the beauty in even the smallest thing, and drawing it out so that everybody can see it that is what this class is about, not fancy technique or talent it's about being able to feel and see the beauty in everything!" professor Faison proclaimed.

After that speech the professor gave them their first assignment, they had to find something from the outside and find the beauty in it and draw it without colors only with pen, Harry was pleased with the task it was something that challenged him, he looked out the window trying to find something that fascinated him, but the only thing that came to mind was some very familiar silver eyes that belonged to one Draco Malfoy, he shacked his head but those eyes would not leave his head.

30 minutes later Harry still had not found anything else than those eyes, with a sighed he started to draw if those eyes would not leave his head he would just have to draw them out, it was not long before Harry was so engrossed in drawing that he forgot time and place, it was only when somebody shaked his shoulder softly his attention sifted, with a startled shock Harry looked up at the owner of the hand, it was Luna who smiled back at him "class is over Harry, no more drawing" and with that she left humming a tone to herself, Harry looked around and true enough nobody was left in the class, he sighed put his stuff away he took one last glance at his drawing, two pair of eyes looked back at him, they were enlarged but stills seemed to be very real a soft smile found it's way to his lips.

When he made his way outside, there were a large group of people gathered at the message board he spotted the Weasley twin "hey Harry cutie what are you doing here?" one of them said Harry could not say who "I just finished my class" he answered politely "ohh so you are in the art major should have known" the other sighed dramatically, he could not help but smile "what is going on?" he asked the twins "ohh the groups are up for the project thingie you know" they answered "but sadly it seems none of us were lucky enough to get you on our team cutie boy" one of them said and wiped invisible tears away.

Harry's smile grew a little by the twins weird personality before making his way to the board, he could just see the board, and tried to find his name after some minutes he finally found his name and beside his name was: Draco Malfoy(Business major 2'ned year) Harry did not know if he should smile or be sad, after his last meeting with him he did not know what to make of the guy 'Just my luck being in the guy who is rude and properly don't like me but has the most beautiful eyes..' he looked around trying to see if Draco was there to see his reaction to the groups, he spotted him quickly the blond hair of his was like an lamp that lighted up in the sunlight, Draco was staring right at him, when their eyes meet Harry felt his breath stop, he could feel a blush creep it's way to his cheeks, he hurriedly broke their shared look 'what the fuck just happened?' Harry tried to get his beating heart back under control, that had never happen to him before he did not know why he had reacted that way, Harry tried to convince himself that it was nothing and that he had only reacted that way because he had not been prepared to get eye contact with Draco.

Harry was luckily saved by the bell, he hurried to his next class Basic art not ones did he look back at Draco but he could feel eyes on his back when he walked away, keeping his head low and not looking up before he reached to class room, he quickly found a place and in the middle of the room near the window.

The day passed rather fast, and soon Harry found himself walking towards Wolfbane to start his first shift, he was a little nervous but also excited he stopped for a few seconds before opening the door to the restaurant and going in "Hey Harry nice to see you again, I've laid a uniform out back for you, so when you have changed come find me" Remus smiled pointing Harry to the door that leaded out back, he quickly changed into the dark blue shirt and the black pants he put his stuff in his backed and stuffed it in the only empty locker, he drew a deep breath before going out to find Remus.

He was not hard to find "So what do you want me to do" harry asked with a small smile "first thing first, here is your notebook and a pen, your tables are the ones at the window on the right side, so when you have taken an order you lay it here and ring the bell then the chef will take care of it, and he place the order on the tray for you to take out, understood?" Remus said while giving Harry the little black notebook and the pen.

Harry quickly started taking orders and soon found a good rhymed but when he went over to table with mainly girl around his age maybe older, he felt nervous for some reason, the girl nearest him looked up, and seemed to recognized him "Hey aren't you that guy from the art major? The one who got paired up with Draco?" Harry did not know what to say he felt uneasy and it only increased when suddenly the other 3 girls turn and looked at him, one particular girl with dark black hair that ended just a little past her shoulders "ohh so you are that guy boy Draco is unlucky being stuck with such a girlish weird looking guy" she smirked at Harry knowing he could not answer her rude comment without fearing to lose his job, Harry clenched his fist "what would you like to order" he said with a strained voice.

Luckily Harry had managed to get the girls orders without further comments but he dreaded serving the orders, but he had to do it, so with heavy feet's Harry walked over to the table and started placing the food on the table "Eww this was not what I order I said without any beacon you idiot" harry to a deep breath before looking at the dark haired girl "sorry I'll take that out back and get you one without sorry again for the mistake" he said his temper was starting to flare he knew for sure she had ordered with beacon, but he could not very will argue with a customer he had only walk to steps when the girl said loud enough for Harry to hear " Well what can you expect from an idiot who don't even have money to go the collage without help or dress himself for that matter, have du seen the clothes he wears I'm sure he will be out before this semester is over" to him it sounded more like a promise than anything else, but he could not understand what he had done to earn that hatred at seemed to be coming of I weaves from the girl, he felt sad and dishearten he had hoped that by going to a collage so far away from his aunt and uncle that he could have fresh start, put his past behind him and finally start healing, but somehow it seemed that fate would not allow him to do so.

He used the time it took for the chef to redo the order to compose himself, he knew from experience that showing signs that the word had affected him would only make it so much worse, so when the chef gave him the food with a annoyed looked that told him he would get an earful for the mistake later, he walked back to the table smiling while he placed the right order in front of the girl "here you go again sorry for the mistake, hope you enjoy it" Harry walk away feeling a little better about himself until the girl said "pathetic guy" he felt his heart clines by the word, it was like a trigger to a time he would rather forget, but could not, he hated the word it was the word his uncle had used for many years when he was still little and had the hope that he could get his family to like him if only a little but every time he had tried to please them his uncle would respond with that word how he hated it, both for reminding him of his past but also for the hope he had so desperately clinged to before giving up.

His shift was finally over, after he had changed his clothes he went home, the chef had luckily not made a big deal about the "mistake" he had made, and for that he was glad, Harry hated making mistakes and disappointing people and something he blamed his past for, he made his way back to his room passing Mr. Filch on the way who send him a suspicious look like he had done something to break the rules, Harry furrowed but none the less could not help but walk a little faster.

Ron was still up when he made it in to the room "Hey how was work?" he asked, Harry looked thoughtful at him before he answered "It was fine but there was some annoying customers I think one of them may be a student here" he carefully selected the word he used not knowing if Ron might knew the girl and were her friend, he did not want to offend him "ohh really how did she look?" Ron asked curious "Mmm she had black hair just past the shoulders and was a little pale with brown eyes" he tried to remember any more details about the girl "Ohh and she mentioned Draco like they knew each other" He exclaimed before Ron could answer him "Ohh then it has to be Pancy Parkinson, she's a real first class bitch, she thinks that because she has money and have friends in high places, like Malfoy, she can do what he want" Ron rolled his eyes "Whatever she said to you don't take it to heart, it's best just to ignore her" Ron exclaimed before turning his attention back on his computer 'too late for that' Harry thought sadly.

Draco's ploy:

Draco Malfoy was bored very bored the class he was in was boring the teacher was boring what they were learn did he not already know before hand was boring, not to brag but Draco was a very smart goy he could be called something along the line of a genius, so naturally he was easily bored by his classes, not only because of his brains no his father had taught him most of what he knew about business since he was young, and now that he was studying it he finally realized just how much his father really had taught him.

Draco looked over at his best friend and childhood friend Blaise Zabini, who looked only a little less bored than him they shared a looked before Blaise turned his attention back on the teacher and Draco himself again got lost in thought, tuning out the teacher voice and words, he looked out the window having nothing better to do at the moment, he looked at the green grass witch soon turned in to two emerald eyes that belonged to a certain dark haired boy who had nearly tripped him over twice in the same day, there was something about the boy that made him unable to forget about him, but he could not quit put his finger on it.

His train of thought was interrupted by the bell, he quickly grabbed his books stuffing them in to his back and turned to look if Blaise was ready to go "are you coming?" he asked with an nearly arrogant but also slight teasing tone "Yes boss no need to stress it will only kill you, though that would benefit me…" Blaise answered with an thoughtful expression on his face, Draco smirked "Zabini you wouldn't know what to do without me to tell you what to do, remember who has the most brain power" Blaise looked that "That is a trick question right?" he said half mockingly "idiot" Draco mumbled a small smiled played on his lips before leading the way out.

Outside there was quit the commotion going on "What do you think happened?" he asked Blaise while studying the group "That thay finally figured out you are an total prick with an stick up his ass, ohh wait they already know that, so no I don't really have any idea" Blaise answer and quickly sidestepped to avoid the elbow Draco sent his way "Too slow… Ouff!" Blaise moaned when Draco jabbed him hard in the stomach "You were saying?" Draco raised an perfect eyebrow, Blaise just shot him a dirty glare promising revenge, Draco just smirked before making his way over to the crowd.

Apparently the groups for the big project were up, and like everybody else Draco was curious to see whom he were grouped with, but of course he did not let it show on his face, no Malfoy with respect for himself would never let other people see what he truly felt only a select few had that honor, so with an impassive face Draco slowly made his way to the board, and since he was one of the tallest there he could quickly scan the board only to find that he was in group with a person named Harry Potter, the name rang a faint bell but he could really put a face on the guy, he felt that somebody was staring at him and turned his attention towards the source only to find the emerald eyed guy looking at him, not many second past before the guys cheeks redden and he quickly looked award, Draco could not help but smirk a little by the guys reaction to him 'interesting' he thought before Blaise demanded his attention and he had to look away from the mysterious guy.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, it is slowly building i know but I don't want to rush anything since Harry and Draco both have to go through some bonding og small talk and some moral situation before they will have something serious, please remember Harry is very insecure and have never had dealings before with someone like Draco, also the other way around, they have to build the trust to feel the love :D

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