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Chapter 2

Draco Malfoy walked along the sidewalk, kicking a rock as he did so. He'd watch the rock bounce along the cement sidewalk, changing his course of walking so his foot could connect with the stone. The endless gabbing of Crabbe and Goyle wouldn't cease. In fact, they were talking more now than they were when they left the Malfoy manor and he would wince with every grunt and laugh those two would emit. It didn't take much more before Draco heard Goyle crack a joke and Crabbe let out a howl. He kicked the rock one last time and watched it bounce into a stream they had been following before turning around in a Snape fashion, glaring at the two with cold steel eyes and a hard face. They stopped their bickering immediately.

"Would you two buzz off?"

He didn't have to ask again before Crabbe and Goyle turned on their heal and walked the opposite direction. Draco sighed in satisfaction. He watched as their two odd silhouettes faded over the hill before turning back around to continue walking until something caught his eye. Up ahead, under a bridge was an awfully familiar figure, slouched over. Draco lips curled. This was an offer he just couldn't pass up. He walked up, smirking as he became sure of who it was he saw.

"Living on the streets now, Potter?"

Harry jerked awake at the sound of the all too familiar teasing voice and looked up.

"What would you care?" Harry replied, rolling his eyes.

"Sure is a…" Draco looked around, his face filling of distaste, almost exactly mocking his father, Lucius Malfoy's signature look before he continued. "…cozy home." Amusement filled Draco's eyes as he watched Harry's face fill with red anger.

Harry's eyes narrowed and he stood up. He wasn't in any mood to have to put up with Malfoy's teasing. With his mouth tight, he replied.

"For your information, this is not where I live."

Malfoy smirked.

"Struck a chord, eh Potter? Protecting your 'good boy' image?"

Harry's fists clentched at his side, he opened his mouth to say something then closed it. He turned and walked back the way he came down, not anymore in a mood to continue than he was a few seconds ago. Draco's eyes still filled with amusement moved to run in front of Harry.

"And where do you think you're going?" He asked. Harry pushed past him.

"Away from you." Harry replied shortly.

"Oh, well then, I suppose I should stop following you if you're trying to get away then?"

Harry haulted in his step and turned around, now trying not to glare at Draco…Draco returned the look.

"That would be very helpful." Hinted Harry. Draco let out a sigh before slouching slightly.

"Listen, Potter…" Draco studdied Harry until he loosened his stance as well before continuing.

"I…I didn't mean to be so tough…it's been two years since the last time I've gotten a chance to kid you around, it was pure instinct."

Harry's eyes glided over Draco. After two years, Draco didn't change that much. His hair fell below his shoulders, still silver and shining even more with the moon light right over them. His face still had a child like and devilish look to it, like before….Harry lifted an eyebrow; a new scar lined his cheek. Harry snorted, straightening up and crossing his arms.

"You actually want me to believe that?" Now Harry had an amused expression rising on his face and Draco laughed, straightning up as well.

"No, but it was a good try."

Harry shook his head and turned back around, storming back over the barrier. Draco following silently.

"What do you want!?!" Harry yelled over his shoulder, feeling and hearing Draco following him. Draco shrugged.

"Can't I walk?"

"Somewhere else."

"I've already done that."

Harry sighed and gave up. AS long as Draco didn't follow him all the way to his flat, things should be alright.

"Fine." Harry sighed, making his strides wider.

"Suit yourself." Harry ran a hand through his hair and over his face. Draco continued to follow, a smirk planted on his lips.