Chapter One: The Boy Who Lived
A/N: Gah. . .I'm very disappointed in myself! I keep writing stories . . . all at the same time! This is my fourth fan fiction so far. I'm doing something I haven't done before . . . a story about a Slytherin. OK, yeah, I know . . . it IS Harry Potter, but who cares?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (damn it!).
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"Wake up, Harry!" It was an ordinary summer day for Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Harry would be leaving the Dursleys that day to spend the rest of his summer with Draco Malfoy, his best friend. Harry remembered the day they had met. It was September 1st, 1991. Harry had been hanging out with Ron when Draco walked up to him and told him that he could help him at Hogwarts and be his friend. Of course, Harry had accepted and he left poor Ron Weasley standing alone. Harry laughed every time he remembered that moment and regretted ever being friends with Weasley, even if it was for only a few hours. Harry quickly got dressed in jeans and a black and silver shirt. Harry worked some hair gel into his hair, spiking out random strands. He walked down to breakfast.
"Now, Harry, is Draco going to be picking you up or do you need a ride to his house?" asked Uncle Vernon. Harry remembered when his aunt and uncle had been mean and cruel to Harry. But that had all changed when Harry came back from his 1st year at Hogwarts. They had become scared of what he could do so they decided that being nice to him wouldn't hurt.
"Actually, I'll be flooing there," Harry replied, loading his plate with pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausages. He looked over at Dudley, who was looking terrified. Ever since Harry had come back from Hogwarts, Dudley been terrified of him and had lost over 300 pounds. Now, Dudley was quite thin and small for his height of 5'6".
"C-could y-you pass t-the b-bacon?" Dudley stuttered, scared out of his wits. Harry smirked at Dudley and gave him the plate.
"Now, now Dudley. You shouldn't start binging again on the sweets and fats. Remember what happened last time?" Harry said, in a fake concerned voice. Dudley simply whimpered and shuddered at the thought.
"Er, Dudders, why don't you have a grapefruit or something? We need to build Harry up to be strong and healthy," said Aunt Petunia. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had also started acting mean toward Dudley and embraced Harry like their own son.
"B-but, Mum . . ." Dudley said, but immediately stopped when he saw Uncle Vernon glaring at him.
"Dudley's such a wimpy little nancy boy now, Petunia. He's changed so much. He's weak and scrawny. Hmm . . . how about we send him to St. Brutus'?" Uncle Vernon said.
"Yes, that would whip him into shape, Vernon," said Aunt Petunia. Dudley looked like they were giving him his death sentence. The rest of breakfast went by smoothly and quietly. Harry went up to his large room, the largest in the house, and saw a handsome tawny owl on his windowsill. He immediately recognized it as one of Draco's five owls. He took the parchment from the owl's beak and the owl stood patiently, drinking some water from Hedwig's bowl. Harry opened the piece of parchment and read:
* * * *
Harry,
This summer has been boring. We did remodel some of the house though. We added five more rooms. Only cost about . . . 2000 galleons. Oh well. Dad got us tickets for the Quidditch Cup for next week. It's going to be in Ireland. They haven't hosted it for years. Ha ha, remember last year? The Weasels and the Mudblood were in the Top Box. That old Weasel must've bribed Fudge. Oh wait . . . they're too poor for that. I reckon they blackmailed him.
School's in a month. I've gotten you a birthday gift. You can get it when you come here this afternoon. I wish that Mudblood Granger would calm down her bushy hair. It really gets irritating.
See you this afternoon, all right?
Draco
* * * *
Harry chuckled as he read the letter. Granger really COULD do with calming down her overly bushy hair. Harry took out a piece of parchment, an bottle of ink, and his phoenix feather quill. He wrote back his response:
* * * *
Draco,
The Quidditch Cup was great last year, except for the constant bouncing of Granger's hair. God, you'd think she WANTED it to be like that. Use some Sleekeasy's Hair Potion, already woman!
Heh, well, my birthday present should be excellent. If it isn't, I'm sending you a Howler at school. See you soon.
Harry
* * * *
Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were easily the hottest bad boys at school. They were extremely popular with the girls. All of the girls wanted them while all of the guys wanted to be them. They were renown for getting with girls and then dumping them soon after. But that didn't stop girls from wanting them.
It was natural that they were the most popular guys in school. Harry had the sexiest, messy raven hair, bright, emerald green eyes, a hot Quidditch body, and slightly tanned pale skin. Draco had white-blond hair that he usually slicked back, gray, almost silver eyes, and he also had a nice body from playing Quidditch. Harry was the Seeker/Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team while Draco was Chaser for the team.
Unlike the Slytherins, the Gryffindor guys weren't as popular. Though Ron was pretty popular for playing Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he was pretty much a nothing compared to Harry and Draco. Ron had flaming red hair, light blue eyes, and fair skin, specked with freckles. Some of the girls considered him a hottie though. Though he had gone out with other girls, most people suspected that there was something going on about Ron and Hermione but Ron was always the first to deny that. He DID blush every time someone mentioned the rumor though.
Harry folded the piece of parchment containing his response and gave it to the tawny owl. He flew away and Harry lay down on his large bed.
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A/N: Hmm . . . so, how was the chapter? Mostly just an introduction, like most first chapters are. Well, go on and REVIEW (no flames please but constructive criticism is always welcome!)! If ya review, you get your name in the next chapter. Toodles!
A/N: Gah. . .I'm very disappointed in myself! I keep writing stories . . . all at the same time! This is my fourth fan fiction so far. I'm doing something I haven't done before . . . a story about a Slytherin. OK, yeah, I know . . . it IS Harry Potter, but who cares?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (damn it!).
~*~
"Wake up, Harry!" It was an ordinary summer day for Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Harry would be leaving the Dursleys that day to spend the rest of his summer with Draco Malfoy, his best friend. Harry remembered the day they had met. It was September 1st, 1991. Harry had been hanging out with Ron when Draco walked up to him and told him that he could help him at Hogwarts and be his friend. Of course, Harry had accepted and he left poor Ron Weasley standing alone. Harry laughed every time he remembered that moment and regretted ever being friends with Weasley, even if it was for only a few hours. Harry quickly got dressed in jeans and a black and silver shirt. Harry worked some hair gel into his hair, spiking out random strands. He walked down to breakfast.
"Now, Harry, is Draco going to be picking you up or do you need a ride to his house?" asked Uncle Vernon. Harry remembered when his aunt and uncle had been mean and cruel to Harry. But that had all changed when Harry came back from his 1st year at Hogwarts. They had become scared of what he could do so they decided that being nice to him wouldn't hurt.
"Actually, I'll be flooing there," Harry replied, loading his plate with pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausages. He looked over at Dudley, who was looking terrified. Ever since Harry had come back from Hogwarts, Dudley been terrified of him and had lost over 300 pounds. Now, Dudley was quite thin and small for his height of 5'6".
"C-could y-you pass t-the b-bacon?" Dudley stuttered, scared out of his wits. Harry smirked at Dudley and gave him the plate.
"Now, now Dudley. You shouldn't start binging again on the sweets and fats. Remember what happened last time?" Harry said, in a fake concerned voice. Dudley simply whimpered and shuddered at the thought.
"Er, Dudders, why don't you have a grapefruit or something? We need to build Harry up to be strong and healthy," said Aunt Petunia. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had also started acting mean toward Dudley and embraced Harry like their own son.
"B-but, Mum . . ." Dudley said, but immediately stopped when he saw Uncle Vernon glaring at him.
"Dudley's such a wimpy little nancy boy now, Petunia. He's changed so much. He's weak and scrawny. Hmm . . . how about we send him to St. Brutus'?" Uncle Vernon said.
"Yes, that would whip him into shape, Vernon," said Aunt Petunia. Dudley looked like they were giving him his death sentence. The rest of breakfast went by smoothly and quietly. Harry went up to his large room, the largest in the house, and saw a handsome tawny owl on his windowsill. He immediately recognized it as one of Draco's five owls. He took the parchment from the owl's beak and the owl stood patiently, drinking some water from Hedwig's bowl. Harry opened the piece of parchment and read:
* * * *
Harry,
This summer has been boring. We did remodel some of the house though. We added five more rooms. Only cost about . . . 2000 galleons. Oh well. Dad got us tickets for the Quidditch Cup for next week. It's going to be in Ireland. They haven't hosted it for years. Ha ha, remember last year? The Weasels and the Mudblood were in the Top Box. That old Weasel must've bribed Fudge. Oh wait . . . they're too poor for that. I reckon they blackmailed him.
School's in a month. I've gotten you a birthday gift. You can get it when you come here this afternoon. I wish that Mudblood Granger would calm down her bushy hair. It really gets irritating.
See you this afternoon, all right?
Draco
* * * *
Harry chuckled as he read the letter. Granger really COULD do with calming down her overly bushy hair. Harry took out a piece of parchment, an bottle of ink, and his phoenix feather quill. He wrote back his response:
* * * *
Draco,
The Quidditch Cup was great last year, except for the constant bouncing of Granger's hair. God, you'd think she WANTED it to be like that. Use some Sleekeasy's Hair Potion, already woman!
Heh, well, my birthday present should be excellent. If it isn't, I'm sending you a Howler at school. See you soon.
Harry
* * * *
Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were easily the hottest bad boys at school. They were extremely popular with the girls. All of the girls wanted them while all of the guys wanted to be them. They were renown for getting with girls and then dumping them soon after. But that didn't stop girls from wanting them.
It was natural that they were the most popular guys in school. Harry had the sexiest, messy raven hair, bright, emerald green eyes, a hot Quidditch body, and slightly tanned pale skin. Draco had white-blond hair that he usually slicked back, gray, almost silver eyes, and he also had a nice body from playing Quidditch. Harry was the Seeker/Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team while Draco was Chaser for the team.
Unlike the Slytherins, the Gryffindor guys weren't as popular. Though Ron was pretty popular for playing Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he was pretty much a nothing compared to Harry and Draco. Ron had flaming red hair, light blue eyes, and fair skin, specked with freckles. Some of the girls considered him a hottie though. Though he had gone out with other girls, most people suspected that there was something going on about Ron and Hermione but Ron was always the first to deny that. He DID blush every time someone mentioned the rumor though.
Harry folded the piece of parchment containing his response and gave it to the tawny owl. He flew away and Harry lay down on his large bed.
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A/N: Hmm . . . so, how was the chapter? Mostly just an introduction, like most first chapters are. Well, go on and REVIEW (no flames please but constructive criticism is always welcome!)! If ya review, you get your name in the next chapter. Toodles!