A/n hey all. Don't pester me about pairings. This'll either be Harry/Draco
or Harry/Ginny Ron/Hermione of course, although I might do a
Harry/Draco/Ron love triangle. Enjoy.
Thirty eight days with Malfoy
Chapter 1: Must get to safety
The summer heat was unbearable on number four Privet drive. But not as unbearable as the Dursleys. Harry had bruises and welts all across his torso. But he was still forced to work. Right now, Harry was on break, as he lay spread eagled in the grass. He knew he had to leave. Harry plotted his way of escape. Dumbledore had nixxed going to the weasleys this summer, so Harry wondered: where would he go? The answer! Diagon alley. Harry had quit his job at the oil change place yesterday, while telling the Dursleys he got fired so he could have more time to plot an escape. He was actually a great employee and promised to come back to work next summer.
Harry was fed up. He waltzed inside, took his duffle bag to the fridge, made himself a lunch, and grabbed his trunk. He was off to diagon alley. Harry sent a letter to Dumbledore, letting him know and left.
Once he reached Mongolia crescent, he stuck his wand into the road and called the knight bus.
"OY! Neville. 'Ow are ya?" Stan Shuntpike asked
"Great. How much to get me to diagon alley?"
"Eleven sickles." Stan replied
Harry dropped a Galleon in his hand and took a seat. Awhile later, Harry hopped off the bus, luggage in hand and entered the leaky cauldron.
"Hello Tom. One room til' September first please." Harry said to the innkeeper
"We don't have any open rooms except one but you'll have a room mate. That ok?"
"Great!" Harry replied
"Room 9." Tom said, tossing Harry a key
Harry grabbed his trunk, Hedwig's empty cage and his duffle bag and headed up the stairs. Harry opened room 9 and found his roommate. None other than Draco Malfoy.
END!
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Thirty eight days with Malfoy
Chapter 1: Must get to safety
The summer heat was unbearable on number four Privet drive. But not as unbearable as the Dursleys. Harry had bruises and welts all across his torso. But he was still forced to work. Right now, Harry was on break, as he lay spread eagled in the grass. He knew he had to leave. Harry plotted his way of escape. Dumbledore had nixxed going to the weasleys this summer, so Harry wondered: where would he go? The answer! Diagon alley. Harry had quit his job at the oil change place yesterday, while telling the Dursleys he got fired so he could have more time to plot an escape. He was actually a great employee and promised to come back to work next summer.
Harry was fed up. He waltzed inside, took his duffle bag to the fridge, made himself a lunch, and grabbed his trunk. He was off to diagon alley. Harry sent a letter to Dumbledore, letting him know and left.
Once he reached Mongolia crescent, he stuck his wand into the road and called the knight bus.
"OY! Neville. 'Ow are ya?" Stan Shuntpike asked
"Great. How much to get me to diagon alley?"
"Eleven sickles." Stan replied
Harry dropped a Galleon in his hand and took a seat. Awhile later, Harry hopped off the bus, luggage in hand and entered the leaky cauldron.
"Hello Tom. One room til' September first please." Harry said to the innkeeper
"We don't have any open rooms except one but you'll have a room mate. That ok?"
"Great!" Harry replied
"Room 9." Tom said, tossing Harry a key
Harry grabbed his trunk, Hedwig's empty cage and his duffle bag and headed up the stairs. Harry opened room 9 and found his roommate. None other than Draco Malfoy.
END!
Good? Bad? Review! Please?