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Chapter Two - Discoveries.
Draco's POV
"So this is where I am going to be staying for the rest of the summer," I said looking round the room while I waited for Potter to talk to me. This room was quite bare apart from several broken toys, which were obviously, didn't belong to Potter as he was usually very careful with this things. There was an old, stained desk in one corner of the room, with an owl's cage on top of it, a bed, and not much else.
Harry's POV
I watched Draco looking round my room and waited for him to make one of his trademark sarcastic comments. I couldn't imagine what he would be thinking; it must be such a change from what he was used to.
"Erm . . . just out of curiosity what the hell are you doing here and why would you even want to stay here in the first place?" I asked, not having a clue what would make Draco Malfoy of all people enter the Muggle world and my house in particular.
"I . . . I guess I'm here because I know you can be trusted . . . and because there are protections from Voldemort and his followers around your house," he replied. I just blinked at him in shock, why would he want to protected from Voldemort when . . .
"But your dad is . . ." I heard myself start to say, before he finished "A Death Eater, which is what caused the problem in the first place. You see, I never wanted to be a Death Eater . . . alright, I'll admit that I don't think much of Muggles and Mudbloods but I don't want them all killed, I just don't want to have to mix with them any more than is absolutely necessary."
"Oh," I said, great, that was articulate wasn't it, don't you seem intelligent now. "Well I guess that's good, but you always seemed so . . . evil, are you saying that you've changed, or that you are not actually evil after all, because personally I think that you are to hard on Muggles and Muggleborns. Just because someone has a different background doesn't mean that they are inferior to you, nor does it mean that they will be someone that you won't get on with, you should judge on personality and things like that rather than on how they were brought up." I said, hoping that he would at least listen to what I was saying.
There was no response at first and I hoped that I had not said too much too soon when he said, "I was raised to believe that as a Malfoy I was superior and that it was alright to treat people like I used to at Hogwarts, but this summer I stumbled across on of the Death Eater meetings and they were all torturing this Muggle girl and every time she screamed they just laughed at her. It came as a real shock to me, I guess I never realised what Death Eaters were really like and then . . . my dad spotted me in the doorway and said that I could have the honour of killing this girl and Voldemort turned to me and said that if I did it he would let me join him . . . so I told them what I thought of that suggestion and I just walked away from them all." There was a pause and I tried to think of something to say to this statement but Draco continued to talk "I realised that my father would not be happy with what I had done and would probably look to punish me in an Unforgivable way, so I packed up my stuff and left. So that's why I'm here and if I feel like it maybe I'll try to be nicer to the Muggleborns in the future." Draco finished with some finality.
"You should write to Dumbledore and tell him what happened, because if your dad really is looking to punish you then it probably isn't a good idea to be surrounded by the other Slytherins without some form of protection." I said and was about to continue when I heard Aunt Petunia shout up the stairs that dinner was ready.
"We'd better go down, we can talk about this later," I said to Draco, "Try to be nice to them and also try not to let on that you're a wizard because they won't take it well." At this Draco started to look worried for the first time that night, "but they think I go to the same school as their son, they'll figure it out soon enough. Oh God I'm going to get chucked out. Shit!"
I smiled at his outburst "Don't worry you'll be fine, come on lets go, I'm hungry" I said and turned and walked out of the door and led Draco to the kitchen where we would be eating dinner.
TBC
A/N: I know this chapter is awfully short but it felt right leaving it there, so I'll try and update soon. This will be slash but not for many, many chapters and for those who are bothered about it chapters with slashyness in will be well marked. Please review and let me know what you think and thanks to everyone who reviewed, I appreciated your comments.
Chapter Two - Discoveries.
Draco's POV
"So this is where I am going to be staying for the rest of the summer," I said looking round the room while I waited for Potter to talk to me. This room was quite bare apart from several broken toys, which were obviously, didn't belong to Potter as he was usually very careful with this things. There was an old, stained desk in one corner of the room, with an owl's cage on top of it, a bed, and not much else.
Harry's POV
I watched Draco looking round my room and waited for him to make one of his trademark sarcastic comments. I couldn't imagine what he would be thinking; it must be such a change from what he was used to.
"Erm . . . just out of curiosity what the hell are you doing here and why would you even want to stay here in the first place?" I asked, not having a clue what would make Draco Malfoy of all people enter the Muggle world and my house in particular.
"I . . . I guess I'm here because I know you can be trusted . . . and because there are protections from Voldemort and his followers around your house," he replied. I just blinked at him in shock, why would he want to protected from Voldemort when . . .
"But your dad is . . ." I heard myself start to say, before he finished "A Death Eater, which is what caused the problem in the first place. You see, I never wanted to be a Death Eater . . . alright, I'll admit that I don't think much of Muggles and Mudbloods but I don't want them all killed, I just don't want to have to mix with them any more than is absolutely necessary."
"Oh," I said, great, that was articulate wasn't it, don't you seem intelligent now. "Well I guess that's good, but you always seemed so . . . evil, are you saying that you've changed, or that you are not actually evil after all, because personally I think that you are to hard on Muggles and Muggleborns. Just because someone has a different background doesn't mean that they are inferior to you, nor does it mean that they will be someone that you won't get on with, you should judge on personality and things like that rather than on how they were brought up." I said, hoping that he would at least listen to what I was saying.
There was no response at first and I hoped that I had not said too much too soon when he said, "I was raised to believe that as a Malfoy I was superior and that it was alright to treat people like I used to at Hogwarts, but this summer I stumbled across on of the Death Eater meetings and they were all torturing this Muggle girl and every time she screamed they just laughed at her. It came as a real shock to me, I guess I never realised what Death Eaters were really like and then . . . my dad spotted me in the doorway and said that I could have the honour of killing this girl and Voldemort turned to me and said that if I did it he would let me join him . . . so I told them what I thought of that suggestion and I just walked away from them all." There was a pause and I tried to think of something to say to this statement but Draco continued to talk "I realised that my father would not be happy with what I had done and would probably look to punish me in an Unforgivable way, so I packed up my stuff and left. So that's why I'm here and if I feel like it maybe I'll try to be nicer to the Muggleborns in the future." Draco finished with some finality.
"You should write to Dumbledore and tell him what happened, because if your dad really is looking to punish you then it probably isn't a good idea to be surrounded by the other Slytherins without some form of protection." I said and was about to continue when I heard Aunt Petunia shout up the stairs that dinner was ready.
"We'd better go down, we can talk about this later," I said to Draco, "Try to be nice to them and also try not to let on that you're a wizard because they won't take it well." At this Draco started to look worried for the first time that night, "but they think I go to the same school as their son, they'll figure it out soon enough. Oh God I'm going to get chucked out. Shit!"
I smiled at his outburst "Don't worry you'll be fine, come on lets go, I'm hungry" I said and turned and walked out of the door and led Draco to the kitchen where we would be eating dinner.
TBC
A/N: I know this chapter is awfully short but it felt right leaving it there, so I'll try and update soon. This will be slash but not for many, many chapters and for those who are bothered about it chapters with slashyness in will be well marked. Please review and let me know what you think and thanks to everyone who reviewed, I appreciated your comments.