Disclaimer: I don't own the characters :(
I noticed that there were a lot of holes in this chapter so I redid it ^_^ It's not really that different. Hope you all like it.
Chapter 1
They had decided. The Head Girl and Boy were to go into the Muggle world and convince Harry Potter to help them. They'd figured that if someone Harry's age talked to Harry he might possibly be persuaded more easily.
Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy were Head Boy and Girl, but that's where the similarities ended. Hermione, as she had always been, was a very bookish girl, with frizzy brown hair and oversized teeth. She wasn't too popular but she had a few friends here and there. Draco on the other hand was the school sex god. With silver blond hair and pale grey eyes and a gorgeous body, the entire female population adored him, and even a few males here and there. Not that he minded anyway.
It was about 2:00am when they reached #4 Privet drive. Their plan was simple. Get into Harry's room at night, when he was sure to be alone, talk to him, convince him, bring him back, sacrifice.ahem.train him to defeat Voldemort, and be saved.
Hermione and Malfoy apparated into what they were sure was Harry's room.
"Are you sure this is it?" Hermione asked uncertainly.
"How in bleeding hell would I know?" Malfoy snapped, as they moved closer to Harry's bed.
Hermione flicked on the light, shocked to find Harry on top of a girl. His shirt was off, revealing his tanned body." He has a nice body too", thought Hermione as she stared open mouthed at Harry, "Malfoy's got competition".
Harry pulled away from the girl as soon as the light went on. "Leave!" he said as the girl grabbed her things and ran out the door. Malfoy stared ay Harry in awe. The Harry Potter that stood before him was nothing like the Harry he'd imagined. He's pictured Harry as a short, geeky boy, like those funny coloured trolls they sold at muggle stores. Stupid muggles. They couldn't be further from the truth.
Harry stood up buttoning is trousers and shrugging on a shirt. "Well?" he said, raising an eyebrow at them, "Who are you and how the hell did you get into my room?"
" Um.Can we talk somewhere else?" she said in a whisper, her eyes still wide, staring at Harry, who hadn't buttoned his shirt and obviously didn't plan to.
Harry nodded, motioning them out of his room. As they walked down, one stair creaked loudly. Harry cringed, pressing a finger to his lips, trying to make them shut up. They Dursley's would have his ass if they kept that up.
Once they'd got outside, they sat on the front porch. It was silent for a while and no one spoke. "I'm waiting. You either answer my question or leave", said Harry looking at Hermione and Malfoy expectantly.
Hermione was the first to answer. "Well, my name is Hermione Granger and this is-"
" Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. And we apparated into your room, Potter. We're wizards. You are too and we need you to come with us and save us from Voldemort, to make a long story short." Malfoy explained.
Harry gaped at them, wondering if it was him or them that had gone mad. "Wait. How do you know my name? This is crazy. You're crazy! I'm not a wizard! I must have drunk too much and now I'm hallucinating" he reasoned.
Hermione looked at him sadly, "Ever wonder what happed to your parents? Where you got that scar?"
"No" said Harry shortly. "I know. The Dursley's have already explained it quite clearly; my parents were killed in a car crash. I lived with this - He pointed to his scar- little souvenir, and was damned to suffer in this hell hole", he said referring to the Dursley's home.
"That's not true Harry! They lied to you. Voldemort killed your parents. And he tried to do you in too, but the curse backfired on him and he was torn from his body. Some how he managed to get it back together again and he's killing people, Harry. You have to stop him!" said Hermione, now close to tears.
Harry's eyes had a vacant look. As if he wasn't really even there. He sighed, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket and lighting up. "Why should I believe you? Why do you think I can?" he demanded.
" Because Potter" Draco spat, " You were able to defeat him once, so Dumbledork - Hermione shot him a look- figured you'd be able to do it again".
"Dumbledork?" questioned Harry; a look of confusion crossed his face.
"It's Dumbledore" explained Hermione, "He's the headmaster of Hogwarts." "It's a Wizarding school," she added, seeing Harry's look of confusion, "Professor McGonagall is the deputy headmistress. There are for houses; Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. The."
" A snake, a lion, an eagle, and a badger." Harry murmured to himself, interrupting Hermione.
Draco and Hermione frowned. " Yes, the house symbols." she said "How did you know?"
" I don't." he trailed off, "I...When I was around 10, maybe 11, I started getting these letters. I remember; written in green ink, sealed with purple wax and a crest. It had an H on it, and a snake, a lion, an eagle and a badger..."
"That was probably your acceptance letter into Hogwarts! Why didn't you reply?" Draco demanded.
"You stupid git!" Harry snapped in annoyance, "I didn't even get to open the damn letter, much less reply to it. The Dursley's made sure of that."
" Do you believe us now?" Hermione asked hopefully.
Harry shrugged, dropping the smoking cigarette on the ground and crushing it with his heel. "Whether I believe you or not is not the point. What makes you think I can help you? I don't know squat about magic."
"We'll teach you." Hermione said quickly.
Harry lit up another cigarette." Why should I bother to put my life in danger for you people, who left me here? You've only come because you need my help. Would you have come if you didn't?"
Draco and Hermione started at him, not knowing what to say.
"Yeah, I thought so." said Harry turning around and walking away.
"Wait!" screamed Hermione grabbing Harry's shoulders and forcing him to look at her. " How can you do this?" she yelled, " How can you live with yourself knowing that if you turn your back on us you're letting thousands of people die! How can you live like that! "
" Easy." Harry replied, his voice now dangerously quiet. "The same way people lived with yourselves, leaving me with that bastard!" he yelled pointing at the Dursley's house. "You don't know what my life is like! You haven't a fucking clue! You come here, thinking you're so great because you think you've found a guy to save your bloody world." "Well, you're not." his voice grew soft again "You're not. But, I'll help you. Not because you asked, because no kid deserves a life like mine.
Hermione and Draco stood frozen in place, shocked at Harry's outburst. They'd never dreamed that anything could be wrong with the life of the famous Boy-Who-Lived. "Let's go then" Hermione said softly, afraid to set Harry off again. Draco nodded pulling out a port key. It was about time Harry Potter went home.
I noticed that there were a lot of holes in this chapter so I redid it ^_^ It's not really that different. Hope you all like it.
Chapter 1
They had decided. The Head Girl and Boy were to go into the Muggle world and convince Harry Potter to help them. They'd figured that if someone Harry's age talked to Harry he might possibly be persuaded more easily.
Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy were Head Boy and Girl, but that's where the similarities ended. Hermione, as she had always been, was a very bookish girl, with frizzy brown hair and oversized teeth. She wasn't too popular but she had a few friends here and there. Draco on the other hand was the school sex god. With silver blond hair and pale grey eyes and a gorgeous body, the entire female population adored him, and even a few males here and there. Not that he minded anyway.
It was about 2:00am when they reached #4 Privet drive. Their plan was simple. Get into Harry's room at night, when he was sure to be alone, talk to him, convince him, bring him back, sacrifice.ahem.train him to defeat Voldemort, and be saved.
Hermione and Malfoy apparated into what they were sure was Harry's room.
"Are you sure this is it?" Hermione asked uncertainly.
"How in bleeding hell would I know?" Malfoy snapped, as they moved closer to Harry's bed.
Hermione flicked on the light, shocked to find Harry on top of a girl. His shirt was off, revealing his tanned body." He has a nice body too", thought Hermione as she stared open mouthed at Harry, "Malfoy's got competition".
Harry pulled away from the girl as soon as the light went on. "Leave!" he said as the girl grabbed her things and ran out the door. Malfoy stared ay Harry in awe. The Harry Potter that stood before him was nothing like the Harry he'd imagined. He's pictured Harry as a short, geeky boy, like those funny coloured trolls they sold at muggle stores. Stupid muggles. They couldn't be further from the truth.
Harry stood up buttoning is trousers and shrugging on a shirt. "Well?" he said, raising an eyebrow at them, "Who are you and how the hell did you get into my room?"
" Um.Can we talk somewhere else?" she said in a whisper, her eyes still wide, staring at Harry, who hadn't buttoned his shirt and obviously didn't plan to.
Harry nodded, motioning them out of his room. As they walked down, one stair creaked loudly. Harry cringed, pressing a finger to his lips, trying to make them shut up. They Dursley's would have his ass if they kept that up.
Once they'd got outside, they sat on the front porch. It was silent for a while and no one spoke. "I'm waiting. You either answer my question or leave", said Harry looking at Hermione and Malfoy expectantly.
Hermione was the first to answer. "Well, my name is Hermione Granger and this is-"
" Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. And we apparated into your room, Potter. We're wizards. You are too and we need you to come with us and save us from Voldemort, to make a long story short." Malfoy explained.
Harry gaped at them, wondering if it was him or them that had gone mad. "Wait. How do you know my name? This is crazy. You're crazy! I'm not a wizard! I must have drunk too much and now I'm hallucinating" he reasoned.
Hermione looked at him sadly, "Ever wonder what happed to your parents? Where you got that scar?"
"No" said Harry shortly. "I know. The Dursley's have already explained it quite clearly; my parents were killed in a car crash. I lived with this - He pointed to his scar- little souvenir, and was damned to suffer in this hell hole", he said referring to the Dursley's home.
"That's not true Harry! They lied to you. Voldemort killed your parents. And he tried to do you in too, but the curse backfired on him and he was torn from his body. Some how he managed to get it back together again and he's killing people, Harry. You have to stop him!" said Hermione, now close to tears.
Harry's eyes had a vacant look. As if he wasn't really even there. He sighed, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket and lighting up. "Why should I believe you? Why do you think I can?" he demanded.
" Because Potter" Draco spat, " You were able to defeat him once, so Dumbledork - Hermione shot him a look- figured you'd be able to do it again".
"Dumbledork?" questioned Harry; a look of confusion crossed his face.
"It's Dumbledore" explained Hermione, "He's the headmaster of Hogwarts." "It's a Wizarding school," she added, seeing Harry's look of confusion, "Professor McGonagall is the deputy headmistress. There are for houses; Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. The."
" A snake, a lion, an eagle, and a badger." Harry murmured to himself, interrupting Hermione.
Draco and Hermione frowned. " Yes, the house symbols." she said "How did you know?"
" I don't." he trailed off, "I...When I was around 10, maybe 11, I started getting these letters. I remember; written in green ink, sealed with purple wax and a crest. It had an H on it, and a snake, a lion, an eagle and a badger..."
"That was probably your acceptance letter into Hogwarts! Why didn't you reply?" Draco demanded.
"You stupid git!" Harry snapped in annoyance, "I didn't even get to open the damn letter, much less reply to it. The Dursley's made sure of that."
" Do you believe us now?" Hermione asked hopefully.
Harry shrugged, dropping the smoking cigarette on the ground and crushing it with his heel. "Whether I believe you or not is not the point. What makes you think I can help you? I don't know squat about magic."
"We'll teach you." Hermione said quickly.
Harry lit up another cigarette." Why should I bother to put my life in danger for you people, who left me here? You've only come because you need my help. Would you have come if you didn't?"
Draco and Hermione started at him, not knowing what to say.
"Yeah, I thought so." said Harry turning around and walking away.
"Wait!" screamed Hermione grabbing Harry's shoulders and forcing him to look at her. " How can you do this?" she yelled, " How can you live with yourself knowing that if you turn your back on us you're letting thousands of people die! How can you live like that! "
" Easy." Harry replied, his voice now dangerously quiet. "The same way people lived with yourselves, leaving me with that bastard!" he yelled pointing at the Dursley's house. "You don't know what my life is like! You haven't a fucking clue! You come here, thinking you're so great because you think you've found a guy to save your bloody world." "Well, you're not." his voice grew soft again "You're not. But, I'll help you. Not because you asked, because no kid deserves a life like mine.
Hermione and Draco stood frozen in place, shocked at Harry's outburst. They'd never dreamed that anything could be wrong with the life of the famous Boy-Who-Lived. "Let's go then" Hermione said softly, afraid to set Harry off again. Draco nodded pulling out a port key. It was about time Harry Potter went home.