Author's note: PLEASE READ!

So, this is my first time writing Dramione story, so if my writing skills are bad, then I'm sorry. I will say sorry in each chapter for any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Okay so just to give you a heads up about my story, I made some changes:

1- First, instead of Hemione being born in September 1979 she's born in 1980 so that Draco is three months older than her.

2- Draco has a soft heart in this story. He's still a mean Slytherin Prince in front of the rest of the Slytherins, but not in front of his real friends.

There might be some more changes but I'll put it on the author's note before the chapter so please read it.

Okay so this is the first chapter and I've already written some of the other chapters. But you'll have to wait for a month or so for the next one because next week I'll be very busy with school work so I'm sorry for a long wait.

And I don't have a beta since I don't know how that works...

Anyways enjoy the first chapter!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me but to the lovely J.K. Rowling and my writing skills are not as awesome as hers...

Chapter 1

~ First Year ~

Eleven-year-old Harry Potter walked alone in the pavement of Diagon Alley towards Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. Harry entered the shop feeling nervous. The second he stepped inside, an old woman, known as Madam Malkin, greeted the young boy.

"Hogwarts dear?" she asked and Harry nodded in response. "Got the lot here – another young man being fitted up just now, in fact."

In the back of the shop, a boy with pale, pointed face was standing on a footstool while a second witch pinned up his long black robes. Madam Malkin stood Harry on a stool next to him, slipped a long robe over his head and began to pin it to the right length.

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

"Yes," said Harry.

"Are you excited?"

"A bit... I'm more nervous actually,"

"Yeah me too. I don't really want to leave my parents, I mean I've lived with them my whole life, how am I supposed to stay at a school all year?"

Harry was surprised the boy was talking to him. He's never had friends before, so he doesn't know how to react to this.

"Well I'm glad to leave my home, actually," Harry answered and continued when he saw the curiosity in the pale boy's blue eyes, "I'm living with my Uncle and Aunt. I hate them. I would do anything to get away from them."

"Oh..." was the boy's answer.

"Yeah, but unfortunately, I have to go back there during the summer vacation."

"Well if you really want to avoid them during summer vacation, you could always go somewhere else, like maybe a friend's house."

"I don't have any friends and I don't know anyone that goes to Hogwarts," Harry responded, trailing his eyes on the ground.

"Well, you know me. Maybe we can be friends, we can see each other again in Hogwarts."

"Really? Sure, thanks!" Harry smiled at the boy. The another one returned the smile and opened his mouth to say something else but was interrupted by a knock on the front window. "That's Hagrid. I probably should get going now. It was nice meeting you, I guess I'll see you at Hogwarts."

"Yeah... I'll see you in Hogwarts..." the blond boy said slowly and as clearly as possible while looking at Hagrid in awe. Never in his life, he saw someone so big and it amazed him.

Harry went to the front of the store and thanked Madam Malkin for his robes and exited the shop to join Hagrid. It was only later that both boys found out that they didn't even give their names to each other, but they didn't mind it since they knew they will meet again when school starts.

- Hogwarts -

ProfessorMcGonagall left the children outside the Great Hall and they waited outside to be sorted.

"Is it true then? That Harry Potter is in Hogwarts?" a boy asked.

Harry turned around and saw it was the pale boy that he saw in Madam Malkin's shop. At first, he was happy to see him again, but Harry saw that there was something different about him. He doesn't seem as friendly as he was when he first saw him. There's a look of arrogance in his eyes now.

"Name's Malfoy," he said. Ron, Harry's new friend snorted at the name and the pale boy glared at him, "Think my name's funny, do you? I don't need to ask yours, red hair and a hand me down robe. You must be a Weasley. You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go make friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He stuck a hand out for Harry to shake.

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks," Harry answered, ignoring Malfoy's hand.

Professor McGonagall came back and ushered the first years inside the Great Hall. Once they were sorted they sat with their houses and waited for the food. Harry, Ron and Hermione were sorted into Gryffindor while Draco Malfoy was sorted into Slytherin.

Draco looked at the Gryffindor table where the trio ate. 'I guess he found new friends now,' he thought. 'I thought we could be friends. Father is going to get mad, he told me to befriend Harry Potter and I failed. Was I too harsh? Did I talk too badly? Father said not to be friendly with him... but also be friends with him... I don't understand father sometimes...'

Then something caught his eyes. It was that big, bushy, golden hair of Hermione Granger.

"Have you seen her hair? No, that's not hair, it's a bird's nest!" a fat boy, Goyle, said laughing while pointing at Hermione.

Draco glared slightly at him but didn't say anything. He turned back his attention to the trio, 'I think her hair is pretty. I think she's pretty...'

Too lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Hermione staring back at him. When he finally figured out that her golden eyes were staring back at his silver ones, he jumped a bit and focused his eyes on his plates. He kept his head down hoping that she didn't notice him blushing.

Hermione narrowed her eyes on the blond boy. "He wasn't that nice to you guys," she said to Harry and Ron.

"Who?" asked Ron, with full of chicken in his mouth.

"That Draco Malfoy guy,"

"Oh, that's normal. He's a pureblood."

"But you're a pureblood too!"

"He's from a rich family! So, it's normal for him to act all mighty and all that. Rich purebloods think that they're on top and they tend to disrespect those who they think are below them especially muggles and muggleborns."

"That's stupid!" Hermione half shouted but made sure that only the boys can see her anger. 'Will he be mean to me? Too bad, he looks quite cute...'

"But he wasn't like that," intervened Harry.

"What do you mean?"

"I met him before coming here, in Diagon Alley. We talked a bit and he seemed nice then. He said we could be friends and meet in Hogwarts. I thought he was my first friend but I never knew he was mean. I guess I was wrong about him."

"Malfoy?" asked Ron, after finally swallowing the piece of chicken. "I would do anything to see him act nice! His family might be rich, but they don't have a reputation of being nice people. I mean they were part of the Death Eaters."

"The what?"

"Death Eaters are people who follow You-Know-Who," Hermione explained to the raven-haired boy.

"Yup. His aunt, uncle and father were or still are..."

"But his aunt and uncle were sent to Azkaban, the wizarding prison, when he vanished but Draco's dad didn't." interrupted Hermione.

"Then why does he want to be friends with me when his father is following the man who wanted to kill me?" asked Harry.

The other two shrugged their shoulders and returned to their food. For the rest of the night, the trio didn't talk about the Malfoys or about You-Know-Who but just ask questions to more about each other.

Months passed and now it's Halloween. The trio became really close and considered each other best friends. It was harder for Ron and Hermione to become close at first because they keep on arguing but now, nobody can ruin their friendship. They have built a very strong relationship and the two boys loved Hermione like she was their own sister. They feel very protective towards her and defended her when Slytherins would send cruel remarks to her for being a muggle born. They would glare at them all the time when they pass each other in the hallways. Surprisingly, they never heard Malfoy say anything mean to her, but they did see him glare at them, laugh at them or snickered when they pass each other. Ron hates Malfoy because of his name but the other two can't seem to hate him. Dislike, sure but not hate.

Since it's Halloween, Dumbledore gave the students a big feast with lots of candies on the table. Hermione was really tempted by the candies. Her parents are both dentists so she didn't really get a lot of candies during her childhood. But today she made an exception because, first, her parents weren't there and, second, it's Halloween.

"I have to go to the girl's bathroom," Hermione stood up, "and Harry please make sure Ronald doesn't touch my sweets," she emphasized on Ron's name while narrowing her eyes at him.

"Don't worry 'Mione I will," the raven-haired promised while Ron gave her a toothy grin.

'Mione was the two boy's nickname for her but she only allows them to use it and glares at those who try.

Some moments later Professor Quirrell came running through the door, "TROLL! TROLL IN THE DUNGUNS! I THOUGHT YOU OUTTA KNOW!" he screamed and fainted on the floor.

All the nightmares that Draco had about trolls when he was young, came back to him. He started panicking with the other students and ran as fast as he could out of the Great Hall. Dumbledore shouted and told the Prefects to calmly and quickly take everyone back to their rooms.

Draco was about to follow the rest of the Slytherins when he remembered someone.

'Wait. Granger went to the girl's bathroom, so she doesn't know about the troll.' He thought. 'Urgh! I'm supposed to be a Slytherin, not a bloody Gryffindor! I'm not supposed to go rescuing people! But I suppose it won't kill me if I do...'

Draco left his group and ran towards the bathroom. That's when he heard it, Hermione's scream.

"Help!" she screamed. She saw Draco enter the room and was grateful that he was there, "Draco! Please help me!"

Draco saw her hiding under a sink. 'She called me by my first name', he blushed. 'Shut up and think of a spell!' The first spell that came to his mind was the one he learnt with Professor Flitwick earlier that they.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" he levitated the troll's weapon and let it fall on his head. The troll fell to the ground with a loud thud. Hermione quickly left her hiding spot and hugged Draco for dear life.

"Hermione!" Her two best friend shouted who just arrived the place.

"What's he doing here?" Ron asked.

She let go of Draco but still held tightly onto his hand, "He saved me..."

The two boys quirked an eyebrow and looked at Draco who was looking at the floor trying to hide his blushing face. Ron was oblivious of his face but Harry saw it and he smirked at the blond.

"Are you okay, 'Mione?" Harry asked, touching her shoulder and she nodded. "Well I think that we were late so if you didn't come, Malfoy, I don't know what would have happened to Hermione. So, thank you." He held a hand out to Draco.

Draco looked at his hand and when he knew that his face wasn't as red as a tomato anymore, he took it with his free one and shook it, "No problem, Potter."

"Ah!" they turned around and saw Professor McGonagall by the door looking at the troll. "What are you doing here? We told you to go back to your dormitories!"

"I'm sorry Professor, but I was in the bathroom and I didn't know about the troll and Malfoy..."

"We... Potter, Weasley and I knew where she was so we wanted to come and tell her but the troll came in so we had to do something to help her," the two boys looked at Draco like he grew two more heads. 'We didn't do anything' was what they were thinking.

"Is that so? Well then, I guess I should reward each three of you 10 points for helping a fellow student. You should go now. And Potter, you should sleep as much as you can. There's a team to beat tomorrow." She said winking at Harry when they passed her.

The four of them walked quietly together. They stopped at the stair case where they had to go different ways. Hermione and Draco, who forgot that their hands were still entwined with each other's, quickly dropped them and turned around.

"Th-thanks again, Dra- Malfoy. I don't what would have happened to me if you didn't come."

"Whatever, I was also in the boy's bathroom anyway..." he lied hoping that she would fall for it. But Hemione knew that he was lying.

"Well, thanks anyway... I- I guess I'll see you around..." Draco didn't answer but just waved slightly a hand and walk down the stairs.

The trio silently walked up the stairs towards the Gryffindor common room and it was Ron who broke the silence, "Well I guess he isn't that bad..."

"Yeah... I guess he's not..." smiled Hermione.

Draco looked back at the trio but mainly at Hermione Granger. A true smile formed his lips. He looked at the hand that she held and he started to blush again.

'Well, I guess this is what you call: the first crush.'

A/N: Okay, so the first chap was done! How was it? Please Follow/Favorite and Review!

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