Hello again! I'm sorry I haven't updated since Sunday. School's been busy and I typed a chapter of my other story so I've been kind of busy.

I really hope you like this chapter, it might be not as good as the others since it's seven p.m. and I look and feel like Frankenstein's girlfriend.

So there's something you must all remember; only the Malfoy's can see a person's magical core. Snape is not blood related to the Malfoy's and all of Draco's friends aren't either.

Njferrell- I do believe I'd put him in a different house but Draco told him before they left that he had to be in Gryffindor because everyone expected it of him. I knew he's smarter than he's supposed to be; you'll see him fight with the sorting hat soon.

Thank you to everyone who reviewed, it tells me that I should keep going; even though I think it'd bad. So thank you very much!

Well I hope you like this chapter.

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Contrary to what Harry believed would happen Ron was chattering away within seconds of his brothers leaving.

"I'm Ron Weasley; I think I can guess who you are. So do you know magic already or is it not allowed where you live?" Ron's eyes were shining with curiosity and Harry suspected that he was just as curious about his as he was about Ron.

"No, I don't. I lived with muggles." Harry hoped that Ron wouldn't catch the past tense but it was very lucky that Ron took it the wrong way; his face brightened.

"So you consider Hogwarts your home now; how bad were they? Were they nice or not? Were they interesting at all?"Ron stopped himself when he realized he was rambling on like a girl who just got to first base with her boyfriend. His ears lit up in red and he looked down embarrassed.

"I'm sorry; my father works for ministry in the Misuse of Muggle artifacts department. So I've always been so curious about them; I see them of course but I've never known one personally." Harry almost laughed; there was actually a department in the Ministry for that? Well know he knew why Draco kept complaining about the ministry; though he thought it was a good idea.

"It's okay; I'm just as interested in you as you are of me. The muggles I lived with were horrible people but don't make all muggles out like that; I just got the unfortunate draw. I have many friends who are very nice muggles." Ron just nodded so Harry didn't know what to make it out as.

"Do- do you remember anything that happened that night?" Ron stuttered as he said this and Harry knew it was because he thought he was over stepping his bounds.

"No, not really; a lot of green light but that's about it." Ron deflated in disappointment. "What about you? You must know magic already; what with three brothers and a sister." Harry was almost positive about this fact since Draco showed him his family tree once and the Weasley's were directly related to the Malfoy's. If he was right Ron is Draco's great-great-grandparent's third nephew.

"Five, I have five brothers and a sister; so there's seven including me. The two oldest already graduated from Hogwarts. It's really annoying actually, I get all the hand-me-downs since I'm the youngest boy but Ginny, my sister, gets all the new things because she's the only girl." He reached in his pocket to grab something.

"For my first year of Hogwarts, when you're supposed to get brand new things, I have Bill's old robes, Charlie's old wand, and Percy's old rat." Harry soon found out that the thing he reached for was a greasy, brown, fat rat.

"This is Scabbers, pathetic isn't he?" Harry nodded at the question but he did think the rat was interesting. He had hand-me-downs but the one's Ron had were loved at one point; they were worn and used. They weren't just tossed aside when outgrown because it was convenient t to cloth Harry with.

"He hardly ever wakes up and I got Scabbers because Percy made prefect and mum and dad bought him a new owl." His ears turned red and Harry suddenly felt very bad for having so much money and being spoiled by the Malfoy's. He thought he should cheer Ron up; but partially to get rid of his guilt.

"It's okay; when I was little I didn't know anything about magic or being a wizard or Voldemort and..." He trailed off when he heard Ron gasp.

"What?"

"You said You-know-who's name!" Oops, he did.

"'S not like I'm trying to be brave or anything; I've just never been taught differently." Harry was quick to respond to Ron's gasp because He had, in fact, been taught differently. Draco's grandmother refused to have his say his name at all. She kept telling him it was good practice for the future; now he knew why.

"I bet I'll be the lowest in class; not knowing anything and all." Harry was quick to change the subject but he slipped in that he would be horrible in lessons; that he knew nothing. He knew it was going to be difficult and pretend otherwise but it was for Draco's benefit. Plus, Draco will teach him later on after he finds a meeting place.

"You won't be; you're fine. Loads of people come from muggle families so you're right there with them." Ron sounded perky to Harry but he classified it as that Ron was rarely allowed to gloat with so many brothers. Anyway, Harry thought he should let him gloat because he knew, if they became friends, that he would be in the spotlight and not Ron.

They day went by fairly quickly and he and Ron were on their way to becoming best mates just as quickly. Don't get Harry wrong, Draco would always be his number one best mate but he really did want a friend while at Hogwarts. And if Draco had a problem with it he'd shoot back that he called Blaise his best mate.

Around lunchtime, maybe noon or one, there was a knock to their compartment door and they turned to see who it was.

A plump woman, who was smiling to both of them like she was their grandmother, and she opened the compartment door.

"Anything off the trolley, dears?" Behind her Harry saw a trolley with wizard candy and treats of all kinds. He even thought he saw one of Draco's favorites that came from Paris and were only sold in one store in Paris.

"Ummm," Harry looked to Ron who was staring at the cart full of wizard sweets like he was a starving man. "Ron," Ron's head whipped to look at Harry and he smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry." He mumbled.

"Umm, actually, I don't know any of these candies. So what's good to get?" Oh yes, he was really playing it up now. What kind of eleven year old would ask what sweet thing was good to eat? He felt very lucky that Ron didn't seem to mind as his mouth watered.

"Well there's…" Ron named off all the candy off the trolley and which he liked most and he didn't. In the end Harry bought almost the whole trolley; and boy was Draco going to be pissed. He bought the whole box of Le crème bonbon de couleur; Draco's favorite.

He ripped one of them open and sucked on it once he got back to his seat. He almost choked on it laughing at Ron's reaction to him buying almost the whole candy section.

"Would you like some?" He took the candy out of his mouth and asked. Ron nodded his head enthusiastically and dug into the sweets laid out in front of him.

"You know," Ron started with his mouth full of candy and Harry looked from the chocolate frog wrapper to him. "What you just ate I think cost more than all of my school supplies put together." Harry blushed, forgetting they cost so much; he was used to eating them with Draco.

"Would you like one?"

"Oh no! I'm fine; my palate isn't used to such rich candy. Thank you though!" Harry was suspecting he was lying but didn't comment on it. Instead he looked back down to the chocolate frog in his hands.

"These aren't real frogs, are they?"

"It's just a spell, besides it's the card you want." Ron took another big bite of some candy. Harry looked back down and started to open it. Throughout the years he'd known Draco, Draco collected every card two times.

"All I need is Agrippa and then I have them all." Harry just opened the package and let the frog hop out and out the window; he knew he wasn't supposed to catch it because it would look odd if he already knew it was going to hop out.

"Watch it! Sorry, I forgot to tell you that they jump. Can I have one- I might get my card- Thanks!" He watched as Ron tore open a package and tear the chocolate frog's head off then he went back to look at his card.

He laughed mentally in his head, oh the irony; he got Dumbledore. When he first found out about Hogwarts he asked Draco many questions about it. He immediately told Draco that he wanted to be in his house but Draco told him otherwise.

"Baby, you can't."

"But Dray, why not?" They were in the tunnel inside of Harry's house. Harry had Hogwarts, A History in his hands and was asking all sorts of questions.

"Because, I already know which house I will be in and you have to be in its rival house." Draco did want Harry in his house but he also knew that wouldn't be a good thing.

"Which house will you be in?" Seven year old Harry tilted his head at his best friend.

"I'm going to be in Slytherin." Harry looked at Draco then dived into the book in his hands and stuck his tongue out as he looked through it in concentration; Draco snorted.

"So- I have to be in Gryffindor?" He stopped on a page and looked up at the blond. Draco nodded and Harry deflated.

"It will be okay, you'll see." Draco hugged his friend and that was the end of the conversation.

Harry almost sighed out loud; he kicked himself for not asking Draco more about it but didn't question it now. He knew Draco was counting on him and he constantly told Harry that what he was doing was keeping both of them safe; and if he wasn't Druella was.

"Who'd you get?" Ron brought him back from his memories.

"I got Dumbledore; so this is what he looks like." Harry looked more intently at the card and flipped it over to pretend to read the back. He'd read it so many times before he thought he could quote it; then he turned it back over.

"Hey, it's gone!" He feigned surprise as he saw the blank picture.

"Well you don't expect him to hang around all day; do you?" Ron took a chunk out of a Pumpkin Pastry.

"Well, muggle photo's people stay put." Harry reached for another piece of candy and fell out of his seat laughing because Ron's mouth fell open and his half eaten pastry fell out of his mouth and stuck in an orange mess to his clothes.

He blushed and cleaned his shirt of the orange goo but an orange stain was right in the middle of his white shirt.

"They don't move, at all?" Harry shook his head as he whipped his tears and got back on his seat. "Weird!"

Harry sat there eating candy with his new friend and laughed when they started eating Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans; he doesn't think he laughed so hard in his life.

Draco taught him how to tell the good from the bad over the years and he kept eating the good while he watched as Ron's face screwed up in degust as he ate vomit flavored, earwax, coal, hair, dirt, and even rubber.

"You're really good at this Harry! I don't think I've seen your face change once." Harry smiled and nibbled on his chocolate bar when there was a knock, once again, at their compartment door. He looked up just as a plump, round faced, dark haired boy walked in; Harry swore he passed him on the platform.

"Sorry, have you seen a toad at all?" Ron shook his head because his mouth was too full to answer and Harry voiced his answer.

"No, sorry, but I'm sure it will turn up soon." His face fell but he smiled at Ron and Harry.

"Thanks anyway." He shut the compartment door and they watched as he disappeared out of sight. He shifted and looked back to Ron and he saw Ron do the same and almost squashed his rat in the process; he was still sleeping away.

"Stupid thing; you want to see me turn him yellow?" Harry's face lit up; Draco never did trivial spells. It wasn't a Malfoy like thing to do but he did occasionally amuse Harry and made little fireworks or something.

"Yea!" He moved to the edge of his seat; he was excited to see this. He watched as Ron pulled his wand out from his rucksack and cleared his throat.

"Umm, this might not work because Fred and George gave it to me so…" He just nodded and encouraged his new friend to try it. He almost fell over when he heard the compartment door open again.

A bushy brown haired girl stood in the door way and she looked around and sighed.

"Have you seen a toad? A boy named Neville lost his." She leaned against the door way.

"No, sorry, I think we told him earlier." The girl nodded to Harry and looked down to see the wand in Ron's hand.

"Oh! You're doing magic!" She sighed happily and her face turned a bit dreamy; she walked in and sat in front of them both. "Let's see it, then." Rona and Harry just shrugged to each other and Ron turned his attention back to Scabbers and cleared his throat; wand in hand.

"Sunshine, daises, butter mellow,

Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow."

He waved his wand toward the rat but it did nothing; he didn't even stir from his sleep. Harry figured it wouldn't have worked if his twin brothers told him but one could hope.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" The two boys jumped a bit; forgetting the girl that had walked in. "I've only done a few but they've all worked for me. See; look." She took out her wand and pointed it toward Harry and he crossed his eyes to look at the tip of her wand; he never liked a wand pointed at him. Last time he was almost killed with one.

"Oculus Reparo."

Harry's dust, foggy glasses instantly became clear as a bell and he saw everything. His mouth dropped in awe and he took off his glasses to make sure they were still his. He looked over to Ron, who was just as in shock, then put them back on.

"I'm Hermione Granger; by the way. And both of you are-?"

"I'm Ron Weasley." Ron spat as he chomped down on more food; Harry was beginning to think his stomach was a black hole. The girl, Hermione's, face scrunched up in disgust but said nothing and looked to Harry.

"I'm Harry Potter." She gasped but didn't make a huge deal of it like Ron or the others he'd met have.

"Wow, I've read about you. You're in so many books; I think I might now all about you." She gave him a bright smile and Harry had no doubt that she might; she looked like the book reader type.

"You two might want to get your robes on; I think we're close to Hogwarts." She stood up after she gave them the tidbit and walked to the exit but before she left she turned to look at them. "It was nice to meet you both." And with that she walked off.

"She's mental," Ron said as she left. "Whatever house I'm in I hope she's not." Harry just looked to him.

"Which house are your bothers in?"

"Gryffindor; my whole family was. I think they'll be upset if I wasn't in it but I don't think they'd be angry if I was put in anything but Slytherin. Can you imagine being put in Slytherin?" He sounded outraged and Harry almost his answer. That, yes, he could because Draco was going to be put in it but snapped his mouth shut before the first word exited his mouth.

Instead he shook his head and started a different subject for the second time that day.

"Where are your two older brothers now?"

"Charlie's in Romania studying dragons and Bill's… somewhere doing something for Gringotts. Though I think you'd like Charlie's job more." Harry just tilted his head at Ron's inquiry. "All of your dragon things."

Ron motioned to the white dragon backpack and the dragon charm on his bracelet. Harry's cheeks pinked; he forgot he had those out.

"Yea, well," He cleared his scratchy throat. "Their beautiful creatures." Ron laughed and shook his head quickly to let Harry know it wasn't at him. When he calmed down he was able to speak.

"That's what Charlie says when mom asks why he works with them."

Before another thing could be said a whistle sounded and Harry looked out the window. It was night but he could see lights coming into view.

"We better put on our robes; I think we're here." And so they both stood up and grabbed their robes from their trunks.

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"Firs' years!" Harry heard the familiar voice before he stepped off the train and when he did he smiled brightly.

"Come on Ron, I want you to meet someone." Ron followed him as he walked toward Hagrid. He knew he stuck out like a sore thumb but it didn't bother him; he was the only one with a piece of his luggage with him. The dragon backpack sat strapped to himself as he walked toward Hagrid and the necklace Draco gave him was over his robes; shining beautifully in the moonlight.

"Hi Hagrid." Ron looked up in awe at the sheer size of the half giant.

"Wow," Was all that was able to come out of his mouth. Hagrid beamed down at the two.

"Hello Harry. Firs' year! Firs' years follow me!" Hagrid bellowed after he spoke his greeting to Harry. Once he was sure that the first years were near him he turned and set off the opposite way of the other years.

They all stumbled over the rocky path and Harry caught a glimpse of Draco smiling at him and he smiled back but turned before anyone could see the small gesture. But it seemed he didn't have to; it grew dark as they walked into the forest surrounding them; keeping the moonlight out.

"Yeh'll get yer first sight o' Hogwarts in a sec." True to his word a moment later about twenty to twenty-five gasps were ripped from the children's throats.

A castle that looked like it was a part of the scenery; that looked like the earth created it exactly like it was, sat atop a small mountain. A vast lake sat in front of said castle and mountain and made the sky seem endless, starts were reflected off the water as well as the moon and Harry didn't know where the sky ended and where the lake began.

"No more'n four to a boat." Hagrid called out and motioned a little nestle of boats sitting right in front of him. They all walked down and Harry was about to get into the boat with Ron but he realized there was already four in the boat.

"I'll get out Harry." Ron realized this as well and started to get out but stopped when Harry motioned him to stop.

"It's okay, Ron; I'll be fine. I'll see you in the castle, okay?" Ron looked skeptical but stayed in the boat.

Harry looked around for another boat and thanked the heavens for his good luck. Draco sat alone in the last boat not so far away. He probably made the others get into another; something about being superior to them.

Draco played his part when Harry came over and told him to find another boat but scooted over when Hagrid told him to.

"Everyone in?" Hagrid looked to see if everyone was in a boat then nodded. "Forward!" The boats followed his command and shifted forward into the lake.

Harry almost jumped when something touched him but saw it was Draco.

"Hello, Baby." Draco whispered and looked down so no one saw his mouth moving. The boats were far enough apart so they couldn't see and the others were talking so loud he would be surprised if someone heard him but he just was being safe.

"Hello, Dray." Harry whispered just as quietly.

"You wore my backpack." Harry smiled over to him but made it seem like he was smiling to the castle.

"You told me to when you gave it to me." He head Draco snort.

"I didn't mean it and I didn't think you'd actually do it."

"Well next time don't assume." Harry stuck out his tongue at the Malfoy quickly then looked back to the scenery. "How is everyone; Oriana and your parents?"

"Good, but Baby, you do remember my godfather is the potions master." Ahhh, crap, he did forget.

"No," Draco gave him a look that said 'Yea, I thought so.'

"Baby, I'm going to warn you that I'm going to offer my friendship to you when we get in the castle." Harry's face froze in place.

"In front of everyone?" Draco nodded once.

"I'm sorry, Baby." Harry was about to reply but he felt the boat hit land and he knew he couldn't speak to Draco any longer.

He got out and walked over to Ron who was looking at him apologetically and read Harry's gloomy face the wrong way.

"I'm sorry; I would be angry if I had to sit with Malfoy, too." Harry just nodded to appease Ron but his thoughts were on not being able to accept Draco's friendship. He knew it was coming from the beginning but the closer and closer it became the harder it was to do; and the more he didn't want to do it.

They walked into the grand castle and everyone but Harry was taking in their surroundings. Harry bumped into someone and apologized when they stopped suddenly; he wondered how he walked up steps if he wasn't paying any attention.

He saw the boy named Neville pick up something and everyone laughed and he forced a smile to fit in but had no idea what they were laughing about. He saw a woman, he didn't know when she got here and when Hagrid left, turn and disappear behind huge oak doors.

"So it's true then; what their saying on the train?" The familiar voice cut through the fog covering his brain and he turned to look at Draco; who was giving him the not-so-familiar ice masked face; he felt like crying. "Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."

Harry watched as he jumped from a platform on the side of the stairs and looked in his eyes. He did feel his eyes mist up when he saw the familiar emotions of his Dray behind those eyes; they were practically begging Harry to forgive him.

"This is Crabb and Goyle" He motioned to the two goons on either side of him and walked to where Harry stood. The silver necklace around Harry's neck gleamed a bit in the light by the way Draco was standing; the necklace that symboled that the two boys looking at each other were already friends.

"And I'm Malfoy; Draco Malfoy." Harry's eyes danced with emotions and they danced with Draco's. He knew both of them didn't want to do this but it had to be done. He heard Ron sinker next to him and he wanted to punch him as well as thank him; for making rejecting Draco much easier.

Draco did as he expected and looked to Ron.

"You think my name's funny, do you? There's no need to ask yours. Red hair and a hand-me-down robe; you must be a Weasley." Harry thought Draco went a little over board but thought of what his father would have said and changed that thought immediately; Draco was being nice.

Draco looked back to Harry and, again, with his eyes apologized. He suddenly felt the weight of the dragon knapsack and necklace triple and he thought he would crumble to the ground.

"You'll soon find some wizarding families are better than others, Potter." Harry felt a tear drop from his eye and roll down his cheek but pretended to cough and whipped it away; that was the first time he called him Potter. Draco's face softened to an extent that Harry could see but kept up his façade.

"You don't want to make friends with the wrong sort." Harry heard the double meaning in his words; in the way he said it. He was telling him that he wanted to keep him safe; keep him away from the people in Slytherin and that's why he had to do this.

"I can help you there." Harry saw his hand offered to him and wanted to cry and scream; he hated this, hated being powerless and not able to stop this. He wanted to be friends with Draco, he wanted everyone to know how close he was to him.

Voldemort was a fucking asshole.

Draco pleaded with his eyes to reject the friendship and for him to do it quickly. Harry knew what he had to do but had to find the strength and his voice first.

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." Harry choked out and he didn't know wither to feel happy or disappointed that his voice didn't come out in a stutter or that the sentence that his brain told him to say didn't come out.

Their eyes locked and everyone believed it was because of Draco's anger but in reality it was because of Draco's gratefulness. His eyes spoke in more volumes then his words ever could.

'Thank you Baby.' Is what they said to Harry. In return Harry's eyes didn't reply to that but said something entirely different.

'I hated doing that, why did you make me do that Dray?' His mind already knew the answer but his heart was screaming at him that his brain was making no sense. He felt very lucky that the woman from before came back in that exact moment otherwise he knew he was going to break down and cry.

"Follow me." Was all she said and opened the doors for them to follow. Ron stood next to him as they walked down the long isle and Harry took in what was around him; anything to get his mind off of what happened.

There were hundreds of students sitting at four tables surrounding him and there was one staff table at the top of some stairs in the front of the hall. He recognized Dumbledore, Hagrid, and Draco's godfather, Severus Snape.

He heard something behind him that the ceiling was bewitched to look like the night sky and was in awe in how beautiful it looked. He stopped walking when those in front of him did and heard the woman say to lone up by the stairs; then she, along with those around him looked at it. A brim of the hat opened and it started to sing.

Oh,you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarterhat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your tops hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat.
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell brave of heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
But I am not done yet,

I am not through;

There is something

I must tell all of you.

There are two among this group,

The most unlikely of friends

Two among this group,

That will save our world from end.

Their wands connect,

As well at their souls;

They are two parts,

Of the same whole.

But you will never guess,

And I will never tell

So put me on,

And be not afraid.

For I am a thinking cap

That can tell you all;

In which house you will be,

In which house you will have a ball.

The great hall went silent for a long while then broke out into applause when Dumbledore started to clap. Whispers broke out all around them about the song but Harry grew rigid.

'How in the world did a hat know about him and Draco?' He glanced to Draco who hid his shock well; he supposed it was because his uncle was keeping an eye on him. But Harry knew Draco was just as shocked as he was.

"We've just got to try on a hat? I'm going to kill Fred and George for telling me we have to wrestle a troll!" Harry broke out of thought at that and laughed quietly; he's learned by now not to trust anything that the twins tell him.

His brain was going a hundred miles per hour but he heard what the woman was saying.

"When I call your name, you will put the hat on and sit to be sorted. Do not worry; only you can hear what the hat is saying to you." Harry sighed at that; he'd be screwed if they could. She pulled out a large piece of parchment and read the first name aloud.

"Abbott, Hannah!" He watched a girl remove herself from the small crowd of first years and walk up the steps to sit on the small stool. The hat was placed on her head and a moment later a shout was heard from the hat.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" The girl smiled and hopped of the stool to the cheering table if people. He turned and saw her sit but jumped when he saw a ghost greet her. Draco warned him about them but he still thought it was weird.

"Bones, Susan."

"HUFFELPUFF!" The table went up in cheers again.

"Boot, Terry!" A brown headed girl stepped up this time.

"RAVENCLAW!" This time a different table went up in cheers and the girl happily walked to said cheering table.

A few went up but Harry didn't remember their names. Two more went to Ravenclaw, One to Gryffindor, and another to Hufflepuff.

"Bulstrode, Millicent." Harry immediately didn't like the girl who walked up the steps. She had a cocky air about her; somewhat like Draco. He knew she was going to be in Slytherin. Plus, she had the evil witches name from Sleeping Beauty; that could never be a good thing. She must be the type of people that Draco wanted him to stay away from.

"SLYTHERIN!" The only table that hadn't burst into cheers did so now. A few more went and they were sorted into different houses. He remembered the girl named Hermione was sorted into the Gryffindor house.

"Malfoy, Draco." Harry's world froze. Draco walked forward, with a cool walk and a superior air about him and sat down with grace no one could have achieved without practice. It barely touched his head when it shouted:

"SLYTHERIN!" He smiled and got off the chair to the cheering house. People moved next to him but he gave them a look that said 'touch me and die.' So they backed off.

Many more went and Harry was getting more and more nervous as she got closer to the P's. Finally it was his turn.

"Potter, Harry." She said and Harry's heart jumped into his throat.

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