Right, so this is my very first attempt at a fanfic so please don't sue me. I really hope this is an original idea, if not, again don't sue me, you'll maybe get 50 cents.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, neither Draco nor Harry, or anyone else for that matter, belong to me, they belong to the genius that is J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them.
Huge shout out to Ivy, Artemis-chan of Redwing, and Skye Feyden for helping me come up with this story. Also, this is SLASH, ya know, gay pairings, so if you have a problem with it, I suggest you don't read it. You have been warned. On with the show!
Chapter 1: The Arrival
"Love lifts us up where we belong. Where eagles fly, on a mountain high.
Love makes us act like we are fools, throw our lives away for one, happy day.
We could be heroes, just for one day."
~Moulin Rouge
The Dursley's pulled up to Harry's dorm, dumped all his belongings on the sidewalk, and drove away as fast as they could. Harry sighed and started picking up his things. At least they brought me here, that took weeks to convince them. Of course, they'd do anything to get me out of the house. They don't want to admit that precious little Dudley didn't even get in to college.
"Yo, buddy? You need help?" harry turned to see three tall, redheaded, freckled men running toward him. Harry was glad to finally see a smiling face.
"You must be Harry Potter. I'm Fred Weasley, your RA. This is my brother George, he's the RA on the second floor, and this is Ron, he's a freshman this year on the second floor." George smiled widely and Ron waved sheepishly.
"So your family just left you here? They aren't even going to stay and help?" George asked as they started to help Harry with his stuff.
"They aren't my family. Not immediately, anyway. That was my aunt and uncle, and I really could care less if I never see them again."
The Weasley brothers exchanged glances but didn't question further.
"So where's my room?" Harry asked, ignoring the look and following the brothers to the dorms.
"First floor, 3rd door on the left. Your roommate's already here and unpacked I think."
Harry walked into Smith Hall, thankful to finally be on his own, away from the Dursley's. His parents had died when he was 1, after a bad accident. They had left him a small fortune to be used for college tuition. He had also taken a job for school at the Cheesecake Factory, 15 minutes off Ohio State campus.
As Harry came across his door, he noticed little pieces of paper with his and his roommate's names on them. Fred was not very creative. Harry looked at his roommate's name, Draco. What an odd name thought Harry, as he turned the doorknob.
-- means thought, in case you didn't figure it out.
Also, I've visited Ohio State's campus a few times, but I'm still not sure about the locvation of some things, so anyone familiar with it, please help me. Oh ya, the Cheesecake Factory is the best place I have ever eaten at, so Harry is going to work there because I love it.