A/N: HULLO, PEOPLE OF ! This is my first story ever. The other one that is on the profile is from my friend Samantha. She never puts her real name on anything to do with the internet. Anyway in this story I'm writing, the readers will need some background knowledge. So, here's what is happening:

Harry Potter-LV. 1 Flame-looking for the killer of his dad

Hermione Granger-LV.1 mage-doing nothing for now

Ronald 'Ron' Weasly-LV.1 archer-doing nothing for now

Draco Malfoy-LV.1 water/ice-trying to fulfill his father's dying wish

Well enjoy my first story ever! \(^-^)/

P.S: before I forget, in my story level 1 is the best level to be at, as where level 100 is the worst of the worst and the weakest of the weak. Thank You All for your cooperation and your generosity of stopping to read my story. Now enjoy!

Harry looked over his shoulder. He must not be followed by his godfather. Harry knew all too well how much Sirius cared for him but….this-this was his choice. Harry wanted, no needed, to find this killer. The man who killed his father. The man who left his mother alive but she was driven mad from the curses thrown at her. This kind of crime cannot go unpunished. Harry knew damn well that the Ministry was searching for this man, but to him they seemed to be taking too much time.

Harry took one more longing look at Sirius, who had just turned on the spot to walk back into the small cozy cottage.

"No going back now…," Harry thought to himself. He breathed in the salty sea air for the last time. He then raised his right hand, whispered a command. Almost immediately flames erupted all around him and he felt himself spinning on the spot, and then landing on solid ground. Even after all those times he has used the Flames, Harry still wasn't used to the nauseating spinning sensation. Oh how horrible it felt.

Harry stood on the spot for a minute to regain his footing. After what felt like a terrible hangover, Harry looked around at his surroundings. He was in an isolated village made for sick people. It wouldn't matter if they saw a Flame appear in the middle of their town. No one would believe them anyway, they were horribly sick. Harry brushed some ashes off of him and started to walk away, when a terrified voice that came from behind him.

"Hey you-"

Draco has never been afraid of most things, but now he was shaking from his newly gelled out hair, to his converse sneakers. There was one of them here.

At the hospital! If he could just get a message to the Ministry-.

Almost immediately, Draco hated the idea of going to those arse-holes. They didn't want to help him all because of who his father was. Draco made his decision at once, he walked toward the young Flame and shouted, with a shaky voice, "Hey you!-."

When the boy turned around, Draco would even admit, the sight was breath taken. He had silky, long black hair. Untreated and messy, his hair fell casually over his fore head. Striking green eyes that seemed to pierce into Draco's soul.

Draco's mind went blank for a fraction of a minute, but he caught himself fairly quick. He then yelled a command and tapped into his power of the ice fairies. Draco hated that name, ice fairies, so unmanly. Anyway, the command flew from his lips as though he has been using them his entire life, even though he has been banned from using them for most of his life,"Zviazat!"

Ice bindings formed around the boy. He stumbled for a moment, obviously surprised by the sudden attack. After three seconds of trying to regain his balance, the boy toppled over. While doing so, something fell from his jumper pocket. Draco swiftly walked over to the boy. He bent down to pick up the object that fell out of the jumper pocket.

"Don't touch it! You'll burn yourself."

The sudden statement startled Draco. He looked over at the boy, who was still locked in his ice bindings. Then a thought came to Draco. He slowly walked over to the boy.

"What's your name?" Draco asked. Harry simply looked at Draco as if he was an idiot."Now, why ", Harry started, still with him sea-green eyes on Draco," would I be dumb enough to tell you my name? Hm? Why would I do something that dim-witted?"

Draco shot a deadening glare towards Harry. "You will answer me because you are at my will."

While saying this, Draco hastily raised his hand, to show the boy who had the higher power. Small droplets of water fell out of Draco's palm and turned to ice crystals before they hit the ground.

"Harry," the boy stated simply. Draco looked at him with a bemused look, which quickly turned to anger.

"What did you call me?" A small chuckle left Harry's lips. 'Is this boy really this moronic?' Harry only thought this to himself, though.

"I'm not calling you 'hairy' I'm saying my name is Harry, Harry Potter." An enchanting smirk pasted itself on Harry's face. This, to his embarrassment, caused Draco to blush like an idiot.

"And you wanna know something else?" Harry asked slyly. "What?" Draco asked this with only curiosity on his mind.

"Come here," Harry said this with a new plan on mind. Draco leaned closer to Harry.

Expecting to get more knowledge of this Potter boy, Draco was thrown off guard when warm, and inviting lips invaded his own. A warm sensational feeling filled his body. Draco immediately melted into the kiss. His eyes closed on its accord.

Draco felt hands run up his arms and cup his cheek. Draco realized what was happening and pulled away from the lips. As soon as he did this a circle of flames erupted around both the boys.

"WH-what the bloody hell is this?!" confusion and anger boiled inside Draco. The kiss-the kiss caused Draco to lose the coldness inside in that kept the ice bindings around Harry!

Harry got up and brushed himself off, leaned down to Draco, and whispered, "Curiosity killed the cat…but in this case 'curiosity got the pretty boy trapped'. Remember that, will you." Harry started to walk away, when a thought occurred to him.

"What's your name, pretty boy?" Harry asked gently. Draco simply glared at him, but answered with, "Draco Malfoy. Remember that name too, because the next time we see each other, I will kill you." Draco's voice dropped to a deadening tone at the last statement.

Harry only smiled at Draco, "Well Draco, I guess we won't be seeing each other for some time, will we?" With that said, Harry walked out of the ring of fire as if it wasn't there, and stalked off to only god knows where.

Draco was left inside the ring. If he were to even touch the flames, he could pass out or worse, die. All the anger towards the Potter boy spilled out of him and he ended up shouting, "You Son-Of-A-Bitch!"

"Quit your yelping will you!"

Draco turned to see the flames fade into dust and ash. Hermione stood there with her staff landing next to her. She dashed over to Draco and dropped next to him, examining his arms and face.

"Hermione, please leave the boy alone," Ron Weasly stated while crouching down next to Draco, "he just got out of a ring of fire."

Hermione seemed to ignore Ron. "Who was the giant arse who did this to you," Hermione asked with a worried look on her face, "I swear me and Ron will hunt them down and murder them."

Draco couldn't help but smile. He just loved how much of a mother Hermione was to him. "don't worry about it," Draco said, "that'll be my job."

Ron looked from Draco to Hermione with slight fear going through him. "Well, we should get going. Police are going to arrive cuz' of the noise."

Draco looked over his shoulder and heard the faint sirens of the police cars. "I guess you're right, and we have to get the store and our school supplies ready all before July starts."

Hermione sighed. "You both are hopeless. I got all my supplies ready at the beginning of summer break."

Ron and Draco started to laugh. "Who spends," Ron started, still laughing, "the beginning of summer break, getting ready for the next school year?!"

Hermione couldn't help but smile. "Come on you idiots; let's get our store ready and your school supplies."

With Ron and Draco still laughing and Hermione smiling, the three friends set off to get everything they needed ready.

What a day is has been for Draco. He met an especially handsome man, who is also was a jack-ass. Draco secretly wished to have another encounter with this Harry Potter boy, well a good encounter with him.

A/N

Well, all done with the first chapter! I might continue this if enough people enjoy it and give it good reviews. Thank You for reading/(o^o)\

Hurray for upside down face!

P.S: if there are a lot of spelling mistakes, just tell me to try and get a Beta reader. If someone points out a bunch of mistakes after I read this story over 1000 times, I might have a heart attack from sadness. Okay? Good!