We Could Be Heroes

Chapter 2: The Meeting

Hey all! Thank you so much for reviewing!! To ViciOusRebL, I hope you'll still like it later on! To Artemis-chan, ya, and to Posi, its an alternate universe where Hogwarts and Voldemort never existed and I LOVE the Cheesecake Factory, so don't worry, we'll get there, but not yet, I'm still trying to set it up. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!

Also, I'm going to be going back and forth between Draco and Harry's viewpoint.

Ok, on with the chapter….

Draco lay on his bed, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a tight black shirt that showed off his well-defined muscles. His hair was slicked back, as always. All of his stuff was unpacked and his bed was made, thanks to his mother. He was glad to finally be rid of her; not that he didn't love her, but she was constantly doting over him. His mother had also been on him a lot about his sexuality. Ever since she found out that he was gay, she had been treating him so well, but he couldn't figure out why. He only hoped his roommate wasn't freaked out by it.

Just at that moment, the door handle turned and Draco, startled out of his reverie, sat straight up and hit his head on the bed above him, having taken the liberty of bunking the beds.

"Oh, are you ok? I'm sorry to startle you." Said a voice, deep and masculine. Draco turned toward the door and saw the most handsome man he had ever seen. The boy was tall, though not as tall as himself, with bright green eyes framed by thin black frames, wild hair that looked rather sexy, a pair of jeans and a gray Independent shirt. Draco's eyes widened slightly. Uh oh, this is going to be a tough year.

"N-no problem," stuttered Draco. "I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy."

"Harry Potter. Nice to meet you."

Draco glanced around the room, trying to look anywhere except at the handsome Harry standing in the doorway.

"Oy! Draco! Harry! Help us carry some of this stuff, will ya?" Fred yelled down the hallway. Harry and Draco blushed and walked out of the room.

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Finally, the room was organized, all of Harry's things put away, computer set up and bed made. Harry and Draco both lay on their beds, exhausted. Harry checked his watch and sighed.

"Its time for orientation, Draco. You coming?" asked Harry.

"No way. You go ahead, get me anything of importance."

"Fine. C-ya." Harry walked out of the dorm to The Oval, where orientation

was held. He took a seat next to a quiet looking girl with long brown hair and brown eyes in a pink tank top and jeans. Just as Harry was about to doze off, the girl turned to him.

"Hello, my name is Hermione. I'm in the Honors College."

"Hi, I'm Harry. Harry Potter. I live in Smith Hall." Harry replied.

"Oh! Smith Hall! Do you know Ronald Weasley?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"Ys, I do actually. Him and his brothers helped me move in. He seemed kind of shy, though."

"Oh, I suppose, but he's really sweet. He's been my boyfriend since junior year. Maybe after this I'll come back with you and we can hang out." Hermione suggested.

"The sounds like fun. I'll bring my roommate, Draco Malfoy. He's kind of grumpy, but I think he's ok."

"Hmm. Malfoy, huh? I'd watch out for him. His family is very rich, and I've heard they're all stuck up." Hermione warned. Harry shrugged and turned to listen to the rest of orientation.

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Harry dropped his and Draco's stuff on his bed and sat down on his computer. Just then Draco walked in with a package in his hand, bow and everything.

"Who's that for?" Harry inquired, glancing at the package.

"Its-uh-its for you, actually." Draco replied uneasily.

"Oh, thanks. But, uh, what for?" I'm so confused right now.

"I thought I would get you a present to start things off good." Draco replied. Harry ripped open the package and inside was a black and red Atticus shirt. "Hey, thanks, this is cool!!" Harry replied as he jumped up and hugged Draco.

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Harry jumped up and hugged Draco. Draco stiffened and didn't hug back. After an awkward moment, Harry let go. Blushing furiously, Harry said he was going for a walk and left. Draco sat down on his bed, pondering.

Draco was pretty sure Harry was not gay, so he still couldn't figure out why he had gotten Harry that shirt. Act now; think later, as they say. Draco thought helplessly. Maybe I'll go find him and talk to him about it. Draco walked outside and went to find Harry.

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