~Chapter 2~Draco~
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, any characters or places, J. K. Rowling does, many refer to her as god.
AN: I know it doesn't exactly follow with the OOTP, but I'm doing my best! Please R&R.
Harry was on platform 93/4 a few days later.
"Harry!" he heard Hermione call. He turned around and saw Ron and Hermione, they looked shocked, and then he remembered his piercing.
"Wow, Harry…"
"Harry," Hermione said, "What have you done?"
"Well, it's quite obvious Hermione, he got his eyebrow pierced, looks bloody brilliant Harry." Hermione shook her head at them as they boarded the Hogwarts Express.
While on the train, Harry decided not to tell his friends that he had started smoking, at least not yet. He wondered how long it would be until they found out. He got out his Discman and started listening to it. "Harry, what are you listening to?"
"Music."
"Doesn't sound like music to me," she said.
Harry stared out of the window; his Discman wouldn't work when they got to Hogwarts. He realised that he had changed a lot over the holidays.
They arrived at school, Harry kept to himself during the opening feast, and he saw Dumbledore give him a few curios looks. Harry was concentrating on his meal more than anything; he hadn't eaten a big dinner like this in a while. He still noticed a few other students at the Gryffindor looking at him and whispering to each other.
Later in the common room Hermione was talking to him about his eyebrow. "Honestly Harry, everyone's talking about it, I know you're upset about what happened last year – "
"You sound like my uncle, don't lecture me!" At this stage Ron looked worried as well.
Harry left the common room and started walking through Hogwarts, he wasn't concentrating on where he was going, he just wanted to get out of there.
Harry turned a corner and came face to face with Cho Chang.
"I'm sorry Harry…"
"It's okay." He saw her frown slightly when she noticed the piercing.
"Um…I was wondering if we were still going to have DA meetings."
"Um," Harry had forgotten about Dumbledore's Army, "Well, we'll see what kind of defence against the dark arts teacher we have, I know there have been reports of killings in America, it's good to be prepared though".
"Okay, yeah." They went their separate ways, Harry suddenly realised what it was like to be back at school. He, Ron and Hermione had all received good marks in their OWLs and he still wanted to be an Auror.
Harry turned into a boy's bathroom.
"Holy shit Potter!"
Harry had just walked into the bathroom, cigarette in his mouth to find Draco Malfoy. He saw the surprised look on his face, even as Draco chocked on a cigarette. Harry grinned. "Thought I was a teacher?"
Malfoy nodded, "Didn't know you smoked,"
"Didn't know you ever separated yourself from Grabbe and Goyle."
"Well, I'm used to being alone you know,"
"Why is that?"
"My father's a bastard and a murderer as you know, my mother's not much different, so summer holidays are pretty shitty."
"Know the feeling," said Harry as he threw his cigarette butt in a toilet and sat down near Draco.
"Can I have a smoke? That was my last one."
"Sure."
"You know," said Draco as he puffed on a cigarette, "I heard you started a defence against the dark arts club or something -"
"Wait, how do you know about that? I thought they sent your father to prison?"
"Yes, I heard something about it in the Prophet…..I'd like to join."
This took Harry by surprise, it was one thing to be talking to your enemy about this kind of stuff, it was another to let the son of an imprisoned Death Eater join your defence against the dark arts club. "What happened to you trying to ambush me on the train?"
"I've changed Harry," Harry was shocked, he could tell that Malfoy wasn't lying. "The portrait that controls the Slytherin common room entrance wouldn't let me in, they said something about a change of heart and that I didn't belong." He looked at Harry.
"Come on," said Harry, "We have to see Dumbledore."
They walked out of the bathroom, "And put out that cigarette for fuck's sake!"