DISCLAIMERS! ~ I don't own Draco (sadly) Harry, Ron, Hermione or any of the other charecters that the genius J.K. Rowling thought up, but I do own most of the ideas for the scences. And if you sue me, all you'll get is my cat and maybe a couple coins. But that's it.

A/N- Me and my friends do appear, but we're all late starting 5th years. So we all get sorted before the 1st years. Have fun reading, and BTW this is a YAOI and there will be more graphic parts because I feel like it... R+R is greatly appreiciated and flames will be used to cook the flamer's body.

Harry Potter sighed as he looked out the window of the train. The drenching rain poared onto the windows in torrents. He wondered what would be new this year. People, teachers, maybe even food. He sighed as Hermione opened the door to his and Ron's compartment.

"Harry. Malfoy's been looking for you, said he has something of yours." Hermione said sitting down next to Ron and clasping his hand. As far as Harry knew, Ron had asked Hermione out over the summer, and she said she wanted to ask him the same question forever but she wanted to see if Harry liked her first. He didn't. In fact, Harry didn't even like girls at all.

Harry got up out of his seat and opened the compartment only to find Draco Malfoy standing there about to knock.

"Oy, Malfoy. Hermione said that you had somthin' of mine?" Harry asked pushing his hair out of his eyes. Malfoy had a sharp intake of breath as Harry's messy hair just fell over his eyes again.

"Acctually, Potter, I was wondering if..." He suddenly realized that Ron and Hermione were in the comaprtment too. "I was wondering if I could talk to you, alone, about something" At the word "alone", Harry saw Draco's eyes flash over at Ron and Hermione's hands.

"Yeah, sure." Harry turned to Ron and Hermione who were just looking at him. "Could you guys leave us alone for a moment?" Harry smiled as they both nodded and walked out the door, Hermione giggling and leading Ron to the back of the train.

"Come in, Malfoy. Sit." Harry said as he sat down himself. iPotter, you have no idea how hard this is for me... Telling you that I love you. I'm only 15, and my father would kill me if he knew.../i

"Well, Harry..." Harry was taken by suprise when Draco used his first name. "I wanted to tell you that... well..." Malfoy stopped.iIf I tell him I like him, he might be a homophobe... Crabbe and Goyle are just getting annoying, always holding hands.../i Malfoy shuddered inwardly.

"Harry, have you ever had a girlfriend?" Draco asked him. Harry noticed that Draco just looked down at the floor.

"No, why?" He asked.

"Because I thought that maybe... kinda sorta... You might like to go out with me sometime?" Draco looked up at him with hopeful eyes. Harry stared into his silver eyes for some sort of a sign that this was a trick. He found none.

"I didn't think so... I'll just leave..." Draco said as he began to get up. Harry grabbed his wrist.

"I never said no, Draco." Harry said, pulling him back down on the seat and hugging him. Draco was suprised but hugged him back greatfuly. iHarry, you have no idea how much you've brightened up my life. Now, maybe those scars on my arms will go away, and you can keep them away./i

"Harry," Draco started, breaking the hug.

"Yes, Draco?"

"Will you promise not to tell anyone about this...please...?" Draco asked holding Harry's hand tight. Harry smiled and nodded.

"As long as you don't..." Harry said leaning over and kissing Draco's forehead. Harry looked out the window and smiled as he saw the moon.

"Hey, it stopped raining. Maybe, we made the rain go away." Harry said squeezing Draco's hand.

"Yeah, I guess." Draco said yawning. Suddenly the train stopped. They wern't at Hogwarts yet. A concerned look came over Harry's face. iNot more Dementors.../i He silently moaned. Suddenly a voice crackled over the speaker.

"Boys and Girls. The train's engine has been clogged. We will be stuck here for a few hours. I'll send an owl to Proffesor Dumbledor and tell him we'll be late. Please stay where you are." The voice cracked out.

"It must be near 7 'o clock!" Draco said. Harry heard his own and Draco's stomach growl.'

"Well, I'll treat you to something off the cart then." Harry said smiling.

The cart with the old witch came around and Harry bought all he could. He and Draco took turns talking about their past and Quidditch. Draco's past was a whole lot brighter than his 11 years in the cupboard under the stairs. Draco had all the food he ever wanted but never liked it. He had few suite sized bedrooms to himself. His mansion was amazingly large. He said that it was a bit smaller than Hogwarts.

Harry told Draco of his past. How he couldn't remember anything about Voldemort, how his Aunt and Uncle treated him like pond scum and how Dudley always beat him up. How he had never had a proper birthday. How he had to wear Dudley's old clothes, which made him look anorexic.

They had talked for a little over an hour, and the train still wasn't moving. Harry moved into the corner of a seat and held out his arms to Draco, who snuggled closly to him. It wasn't until now that Harry wondered where Hermione and Ron had gone. He smiled knowing they were somewhere, and he fell asleep. He felt Draco kiss his hand lightly, and whisper good night and they fell asleep in each other's arms.