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"Harry, Harry come on snap out of it we're almost at school. Hermione called gently shaking Harry's arm.

"What" Harry shook his head "Oh right."

"Are you sure your OK" Ron asked.

"Actually." Harry began not sure what he was going to say next. "I ran into Malfoy when I went outside."

"Oh Harry don't listen to a word that sod says- don't let him get to you on the first day"

"Ron's right we will not let a little bug like Draco Malfoy ruin this year for us."

"You're right, forget it." Harry mumbled.

"Come on trains stopping." Ron said.

Draco Malfoy was fixing his hair; he was about to slick it back the way his father always wanted him to wear it when Potter's comment about his Muggle Uncle came back to him. He looked in the mirror, which showed how his hair fell slightly into his face and decided that he liked it that way. Maybe he would even grow it out a bit, just to defy his father, it had nothing to do with Potter. A quick fix of his robes and the plastering on of the Malfoy sneer smile and he was ready to leave the train.

It was their sixth year at Hogwart's and Harry had come accustomed to expect the unexpected, but nothing like the feelings he was having now. Dumbledore stood up to give his annual warming about the forbidden forest and added about the security that was in place around Hogwart's. The past year had seen attacks right outside Hogwart's grounds. Curfew at 9 o'clock would be strictly enforced. Harry looked over at Draco who was looking the same as every other year except his hair was different, yet Harry couldn't stop the thought from entering he head Draco Malfoy was good looking. Harry quickly turned his attention back to his friends.

Draco's mind wandered a bit, he made himself think of how good it was to be out of that house, that prison, out of his father's reach. Father what a joke, his father was only glad about one fact, Draco was a boy and could carry on the family name. Other then that Lucius didn't give Draco any acknowledgment except to tell him he was worthless, or to beat him. Made him feel powerful to make his son bleed. All Lucius cared about was serving the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord who had been nearly killed by a baby, who more then once had been driven into hiding by Harry Potter. Harry Potter who Draco now found himself starting at. Draco shook himself and tried to pay attention to the jokes being told at his table. Same old things different year.

Harry saw Draco looking at him and then quickly look away. He was about to say something to Ron and Hermione but the way they were looking at each other told Harry they hadn't seen anything going on at the Sytherine table. As they made their way to the dorms, Harry suddenly noticed how tired he was and how good it would be to get a full night sleep. That summer had been horrible, his Uncle and Aunt worked him like a servant, He almost felt like Cinderella except he was a boy. Harry said good night as he changed and fell quickly asleep. He dreamed on a blond haired boy. A dream he would not remember in the morning.

The next morning at breakfast, He, Ron and Hermione complained about their schedules well mostly he and Ron. Hermione seemed perfectly happy with the amount of course work. Harry still had on his mind the kiss from the day before, but from what he could tell Malfoy wasn't giving it a second thought. Malfoy had pushed passed Ron and Hermione say something about muggle girlfriend and didn't acknowledge Harry in the least. Mail was starting to role in though no one but first years and perhaps Nelville was expecting anything on the first day. Harry watched as a strange black owl swooped into the hall. Draco looked surprised as the owl landed in front of him. This isn't one of father's owls. He was confused who else would send him a letter. As he took the piece of parchment from the owl it quickly flew away. His mother had dumped him at the train station three hours early and He hadn't seen his father in two days. What could this be about?

No one else seemed to notice Draco's confusion except Harry Potter, who watched as Draco opened the letter.

Reading the letter Draco jumped to his feet, the chair behind him fell over making a large crash. Many people were looking at him now and he turned even whiter then his pale skin. Draco's eyes scanned the letter again and again, He couldn't move not even as Snape came from behind him and read the letter himself.

Your family is dead. Your home is burnt to the ground. From this day forth you belong to the Dark Lord Voldemort. Join him or join the fate of your mother and father.

Draco looked like he was going to faint. Harry jumped to his feet but many others did the same as Dumbledore joined Snapes side and helped the boy out of the dining hall. Commotion broke out until Dumbledore returned and instructed everyone to go to class.

"What do you suppose happened?" Ron questioned.

Hermione and Harry simply shrugged but Harry wondered What DID happen?

The Sytherines in front of them had their own theories.

"Maybe his father cut of his allowance."

"Do you suppose the family went broke?"

"Maybe you know who is angry."

At that point Harry and his friends went in one direction while the Sytherines went in another.



I typed this in a hurry please tell me if I spelled any ones name wrong. I don't have the books with me.