I find it so annoying that there aren't many L is Harry fanfics out there. I mean the plot is so interesting so WHY DON'T PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT IT! Well, that's what I'm doing but still, it would be nice to read one that has actually been completed. Sigh… Anyway, WARNING: This story will be relatively canon at Hogwarts for the first four years. After that things will become different. If you wanted L's entire seven years of Hogwarts to be different, well sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no matter how cool it would be.

To L's disappointment, Hagrid's coat was simply a coat with many pockets that had an undetectable extension charm on them. How they had been put there, L wasn't sure since he didn't think that Hagrid would be able to do such a complicated spell. He looked at one of the cracks in the wall with all the sunlight seeping through, L could tell it was morning. He looked at the giant asleep on the couch and watched careful as his features moved around a bit. L could tell that Hagrid had just regained consciousness so he could probably hear everything. L quietly lay down on the floor as to not alert Hagrid that he was awake (L was fairly sure it was early in the morning and that Hagrid didn't expect Harry to be awake). He lay down for a few moments before sitting back up and letting the coat that he had covered himself with fall off loudly. He stretched and yawned. A tapping sound that had been quiet at first now became louder and L looked over at the window and saw an owl carrying a newspaper. He walked over to the window and let the owl in. The owl dropped the newspaper on Hagrid and began to peck at his coat. L went back to Hagrid and said loudly,

"Hagrid, there's an owl." Hagrid just told him to pay him so L went to the pocket where he had found the coins the night before. He hesitated for a moment and then Hagrid said to give the owl five knuts. L took out the coins and put them in the pouch tied around the owl's leg. The owl flew off and Hagrid sat up and stretched. Soon they were getting ready and L ate some of the cake Hagrid had made. He decided to stay away from the sausages. They were just so thick. They left on the boat and L asked some questions about the Ministry of Magic. They took a train to London and soon found themselves in front of an old bar, The Leaky Cauldron. When L got inside, Hagrid mentioned who he was and to L's immense annoyance, everyone came and began to shake his hand. L had to resist the urge to wince every time he saw flashes from the other person's life. He figured he would have to learn how to control the power now since people seemed to love to shake his hand. Finally L shook hands with Professor Quirrel, his Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the upcoming year. When L shook his hand, he saw what had happed to Quirrel over the summer. It disturbed L greatly that the man had Harry Potter's supposed enemy sticking out the back of his head. He saw Quirrel's plans for that day as well as the school year, both included somehow stealing the Philosopher's Stone in order to get Voldemort a body. He faked a smile and left with Hagrid to go to Diagon Alley.

Hagrid took L to Gringotts and while walking there L pretended to look interested although he was getting bored. He had come here a few years ago in disguise and had gotten some books he had needed. Although, the only thing that interested him was the fact he was going to see his vault for the first time. He wanted to see what assets he had. He was slightly disappointed upon arrival to find that he would only be able to access his trust fund for the time being. He knew that the Potters had quite a lot of money, as well as some rare books, and artifacts in one of the old vaults. He had read it in a book on the old pureblood families. He found it funny that Hagrid could not take the speed of the cart and was glad when Hagrid left him on his own to get his uniform. It meant he could let down the act a bit. He was not the only one in the shop it seemed. Another boy was there that had light blond hair. L quietly observed him and noted that with the way he stood, and the look in his eye that seemed to say I-am-better-than-you-are, most likely meant the boy was a Pureblood. In fact, it was 80% certain. A woman came up to him, L was pretty sure it was Madame Malkin, the woman who owned the store.

"Hogwarts, dear?" she said, L nodded. "Got the lot here - another young man being fitted up just now, in fact." L stood on the stool and let the robe slip over his head. Luckily the robe was new he didn't feel much from it.

"Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts, too?"

"Yes," L said.

"My father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," said the boy. L looked at the boy.

"Aren't wands supposed to choose the wizard? At least that's what I've read anyway." The other boy sneered.

"Oh so you're a muggleborn, huh?" There was a look of disgust in his eyes. L looked at him calmly.

"No, I am a half-blood," L answered, slightly annoyed. The sneer vanished from the boy's face.

"Oh, I guess that's alright. What house do you want to in at Hogwarts?"

"I would prefer Ravenclaw I guess but I'm most likely going to Gryffindor." L frowned at this.

"Oh, Ravenclaws, not such a bad house. They are the second best next to Slytherin," the boy said with pride. "That's the house I'll be going to. Why would you go to Gryffindor if you have none of their personality traits? From what I observed you don't seem to have nay of the traits my father said a Gryffindor had." L was thoughtful about this. This boy was observant, he could be a good ally, or spy.

"What are your opinions on Dumbledore?" L asked. The boy looked surprised at this question.

"Do you want the truth, or do you want me to just tell you that he's the best since you wouldn't accept any other answer."

"The truth."

"Well, my father says he's a manipulative bastard who would do sacrifice anything to reach his goals."

"And your opinion?"

"Dumbledore made my dad decide to do some bad things. My father did bad things because he could never side with Dumbledore no matter what happened. My mother said that my father only p acted like a prejudice pureblood to fool Dumbledore and his followers, but shortly before Harry Potter defeated You-Know-Who, my mother said my father started to really think the things he was pretending to think. She thinks it was Dumbledore who did it to him. I don't like that man especially if he did that to my father." The boy's face was tinged slightly red. L could tell that this boy really despised Dumbledore. L was content though, this boy could turn out to be a useful ally.

"Fine, I will tell you. Dumbledore wants me to go to Gryffindor because that's the kind of house you would expect a hero to go to."

"But why he want you to be seen as more hero like—"L lifted his bangs to show the scar. The boy's eyes widened. "You're Harry Potter!" He said in a whisper. L just nodded. "Wow, you're not at all what I thought you'd be like. Nice you to meet you, I'm Draco Malfoy." Draco stuck out his hand and grinned. L nodded and shook Draco's hand lightly. "So do you not like Dumbledore either?"

"No, I don't," L said shaking his head. "He is trying to manipulate my life and I don't like being controlled. What he did is not important thought. I feel as though you could be useful though. Will you be my spy and tell me important things that are going on in the wizard world as well as around Hogwarts because I'm sure you will come across some useful information. There is a 60% chance you could somehow help me when I decide to go against him."

"Sure, I can do that," Draco said.

"Now, just to be safe, you will mention this to no one and you will act as though we are rivals. I will be putting up an act so just remember that whatever I do, it will be fake."

"Sounds fun, same thing applies to me. What I say will be an act as well and I can think up some good insults that could affect the Harry Potter most people seem to expect. Be prepared for a lot of insults about your dead parents, okay?" L shrugged his shoulders.

"Fine by me. Oh I need to go now, Hagrid is here now." L jumped off the stool with his now finished robes. He was glad he had put an illusion on Madame Malkin. She had heard an entirely different conversation.

L was happy that Hagrid had bought him an ice cream. He had desperately needed sugar, his capacity to think had been dropping lower with each passing minute. Hagrid took L everywhere he needed to go. Soon all L needed was a wand. When they entered the shop, Ollivanders, L felt the strong magic in the room wash over him. When Ollivander appeared, he looked L straight in the eyes as if to say, I know who you are but I won't tell. It unnerved L a bit, but L could tell this man was powerful and probably knew many things. A wand finally chose L after several tries. L was getting more worn out by the second since he kept having to see the life of every wand. He got flashes of different people who had tried each wand and failed. Soon, he found a wand that had surprisingly not been tried by many people. When L touched it, he could tell that it was made of holly-oak and a phoenix feather, Dumbledore's phoenix to be exact. He narrowed his eyes slightly at this fact and was amused to find out that Voldemort also had the same core from the same Phoenix. It was strange that the Darkest man on the planet had a wand with a core from the man considered to be the Leader of the Light's phoenix. Ollivander told L the exact same thing a few seconds later and L left the shop with a new wand. Hagrid bought L an owl, which L was slightly grateful for. He would need a way to contact the wizard world although he would need an owl no one recognized. Hagrid took L to a fast food restaurant where they ate lunch and soon Hagrid had left L at the train station. Once L realized he was alone, he called Quillish and John. They answered and told L that they had cleaned up the Dursley's house and has returned to Wammy's orphanage. L was sure that Dumbledore would no longer be watching him. Several minutes later, John apparated to L and they went back to Diagon Alley. The first thing L did though was give himself a different disguise. He changed his eyes back to normal but made his hair shorter, and brown. He hid his scar using a glamour and put freckles in his nose. He transfigured his clothes back to normal. Once he was satisfied with his disguise, they went to Gringotts in order to find out how much money the Potter family really had. The goblins were a bit skeptical at first but after a quick blood test, they apologized and have L the information he needed. Apparently though Dumbledore had some control over the accounts and L couldn't do anything about it until he became fifteen. Still, he couldn't change it without Dumbledore knowing that something that something wasn't right. They converted some of their normal money into galleons and left. Next they went to a trunk shop where L bought a trunk that allowed electronics to work. It even had electric sockets where he could hook things up and charge them. The owner even gave them a book on how to shield electronics from the magic when they were outside the trunk. This made L think of putting hidden camera's all over Hogwarts. That way he could survey what was going on. There wasn't much else he needed so they left. Once they were back at Wammy's, L went back up to his room, prepared his things for when he would need to go to the train stations, and for the next month solved a few cases in his room. Often he would just sit there staring at the information for each case as if grieving for the loss of the silence he knew was coming once he entered Platform 9 ¾.

The whole thing with Malfoy was so completely random. I don't even know where that idea came from. I guess I just couldn't stand writing something that resembled the book sigh. I can't wait to start writing stuff that is completely AU. *Sigh* it will be awesome… .