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13 for slash and language!
Summary: Harry and Draco both end up going to a muggle school…How you ask…read!
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story except the plot, and the really pathetic names (you'll see) later on in the story. Everything that has to do with the magical world of Harry Potter belongs to the goddess of literature, J.K. Rowling.
/…/ Are thoughts
*…* Is for something really emphasized
*****…..***** Are flashbacks and when they end (duh. I explain it in the story, but just to make sure…)
1.1 Ashtrona Hills
-Chapter 2-
The Meeting
This past week had been by far one of the worse for Harry. He had made his *entire* uniform, and now, he was ready to start term the next day at Ashtrona Hills Secondary School, whether he liked it or not. His uncle had reluctantly bought him the books necessary for his schooling (they were used, but any expense made on Harry was painful to Vernon), and he had everything packed up and ready to go in a school bag, which had belonged to Dudley several years earlier.
He was feeling extremely beat. At the moment, he was on his bed, taking a rest from the chores he had been forced to do that day. He'd been told mow the lawn, spread manure on the flower beds, cook every meal and re-paint Dudley's room. /Ugh…/ he thought /how on earth did I do all that? /.
He was in a lot of pain. He simply *knew* that he had to have at least 5 broken bones…not counting his ribs, that is. (A/N: I think that's too dramatic…oh well.)
"Harry!!" Dudley shrieked from upstairs.
/Oh crap…please don't let it be about the painting job! Please? / He thought desperately.
"Harry!" Dudley shrieked again "I need you here for something!!"
"Oh…agh…gods, why can't they just leave me alone?!" Harry said, as he was getting up to go help Dudley in whatever the hell it was he needed help with. He would have normally told him to fuck off and do it himself, but considering the circumstances…yeah, let's just say that what Vernon would do to him if he didn't help wouldn't be a pretty sight.
"Harry!!"
"I'm coming! Gods…"
Harry went up the stairs very carefully, as to not brake something new, and knocked on the door to Dudley's room.
A scared looking Dudley opened the door. He seemed to be shaking, making all 3 of his chins gobble grotesquely.
Dudley gestured for Harry to enter in a desperate way, and Harry obliged.
Once Harry had entered, his eyes went extremely wide and he tensed up.
Standing right there in front of his eyes, with a wand pointed at Dudley's back, was Lucius Malfoy.
* * *
Draco eyed his school uniform critically.
That could *not* be what he was forced to wear everyday to that pathetic excuse for a school! It was ten times worse than Hogwarts' school uniform.
A gray button-up shirt. Dark blue, kaki style pants. Dark blue sweater, decorated with a pattern of white troch-like figures. Dark blue tie… UGH…!!! (1)
It was the most disgusting set of clothes he had ever laid eyes upon. In fact, it was *so* ugly, he felt this set of clothes was burning up his innocence…or what he had left of it, anyway.
"I am *not* wearing that!" he promptly announced.
"I know… disgusting isn't it?" asked Cindy, who had her nose wrinkled up in disgust, while chewing her gum.
"Now, now, it is not disgusting! It's your school uniform and you are going to have to get used to it because you will be wearing it until you finish school! Besides Cindy, you should already be used to wearing it, shouldn't you? You have been for quite a while." Angelica declared, in defense to the uniform.
"Yeah, but that doesn't take away it's disgustingness!" Cindy replied.
"Yes well… get used to it! Anyway, I'd better get going down to the kitchens…I left the younger children 'making' cookies. Yuck…that'll be a mess! Cindy, I want you out of this room this instant! You're not allowed in the boys dorms."
"Yeah Cindy…" Draco said, snobby. "get out."
"Oh…OK. But you have to come downstairs Drakie, hon!"
"Oh don't worry…you bet I will! I'll be down there in a jiffy!" He replied, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Cindy seemed to have missed the sarcasm, and merrily followed Angelica out the door.
"Twit." Draco muttered under his breath.
There was no way he was going downstairs, just to ruin his day. He knew better than that.
Draco sat on his bed and stared some more, in a mesmerized way, at his new school uniform.
/So tomorrow's the start of term. / He thought /I wonder what that's gonna be like…no more Crabbe or Goyle. Pansy, yeah…I've got Cindy. No more Snape or McGonagall. No more Weasley or Granger…no more Potter…/ (2)
* * *
"…that's exactly what's happening to you Potter. You where wondering why no wizards came? Stupid boy…you couldn't even guess. It's so obvious! Who else would want you to suffer? Oh well, enough of that. Don't try to tell anyone…it'll only make things worse. We'll always know…that's what the spell is meant to do. So don't try contacting that muggle-lover fool, Dumbledore, because it won't do you any good. Why am I warning you of this?" Lucius asked that last part more to himself than Harry.
Harry sat stunned. Voldemort… of course! Why *hadn't* he thought of it before. It *was* obvious!
The next words that came out of his mouth were as much of a surprise to him as they were to Lucius.
"Why not kill me know?"
Lucius' head turned sharply to look at Harry. His eyes, as well as Dudley's, who had been sitting there quietly (A/N: *gasp*!) and amazingly still, completely forgotten by both Harry and Lucius, went wide.
"You mean you want to die?" Lucius asked, surprised. "Well… sorry for you Potter, but the Dark Lord wishes you to die at his hands. I'd proudly kill you right now, but I can't."
"Then bring him over." Harry replied, surprising Lucius (and Dudley) even more. "I'd rather end all this suffering now than keep on playing cat and mouse forever."
"Oh, trust me Potter," Lucius began "it won't last forever…just until you're dead. Anyway, the Master can't come to you now, or else he would've. Something happened. He's losing weakness, and he's not stupid as to face you in his current state. Not that you'd do anything to him, but just to be sure…" he trailed off.
"Anyway Potter, I'd best be off. Have a fun start of turn." Lucius said mockingly. "As for you, porky…" he stared at Dudley (3) "ugh. Oh, and Potter… don't get too close to my son…God knows we don't want him to keep messing up." And with that, he disappeared, leaving Harry completely clueless as to what he meant by that last comment.
* * *
Draco was walking to school, alongside Cindy, wearing that awful uniform. He couldn't believe it… he was going to Ashtrona Hills, and there was nothing he could do. He had no one…he was stuck.
/There's that ugly sign, with those ugly letters, for that ugly school. / He thought /Oh! Can't leave out the ugly uniform. /
He walked up the stairs and through the doors, all the while Cindy yapping about something that had to do with the 'Backstreet Boys', whatever that was. He wasn't paying attention to her anyway…he never did.
"…and Nick's so cute…but Kevin's hotter… oh, and A.J.…." where some of the few parts he'd caught, along with things like "can't believe you hadn't heard of them!" and "they're my *favorite* group!" He wasn't even sure if he wanted to hear about them anyway… if it was Cindy's favorite group…sheesh! (A/N: this is not supposed to be a pun to anyone who's a BSB fan…it's supposed to be a pun towards *Cindy*…so, no offence to anyone who likes the Backstreet Boys. Anyway…they're not so bad…)
"Cindy, will you SHUT UP!" he finally exploded.
Cindy immediately quieted down. She'd known Draco long enough to know that it was *not* smart to do otherwise.
"OK! Now that we've got that out of the way, how the *hell* do we get to the Great Hall?"
Cindy looked at him strangely. "Great Hall…what? Forget it, never mind!" she may be dumb, but she wasn't *that* dumb. Cindy knew that Draco would probably get all hysterical on her again. She instead stuck to saying "Do you mean the cafeteria? Where we eat?" (4)
"Yeah, whatever. How do we get there?" he asked, annoyed that he'd made that mistake.
"Down this hall, actually!" she answered, chipper. A little too chipper, in his opinion.
She went slightly ahead, leading the way, and suddenly, there was a yell.
"Cindy! Hey Cindy!"
"Sabrina! Oh my god…I have to tell you so much! This is Draco, by the way." Sabrina, a girl with light brown hair and hazel eyes, who was a good few inches taller than Cindy, but still shorter than himself, looked over at him, and then was led away by Cindy a few feet away from where he was standing. "Just wait for me there Drake, I'll be right back!"
All that Draco could hear from the conversation was a lot of giggling, but he was positive they were talking about him.
He stood there for a few minutes, looking at the people walking past him, when all of a sudden someone crashed directly into him.
* * *
Harry was walking for his first day of term in his new school silently.
/I can't believe this! / he thought /I wonder what could possibly make this worse. /
Just then, one of the latches to his "new" bag ripped, and all of his books came spilling out onto the sidewalk.
"AGH!" he yelled, irritated. "Did I *have* to ask?"
"Hello dear, do you need help?"
Harry looked up at the sound of the voice, and came face to face with old Mrs. Figg… his babysitter form not long ago.
"Oh, hi Mrs. Figg." he answered politely "No, that's OK. Thanks for the offer though."
Mrs. Figg stared at him for a while as he bent down to pick up his books from the sidewalk and fix the latch on the bag.
"Shouldn't you be at school, dear?" she asked, making Harry, who'd thought she'd gone home by now, jump slightly in surprise.
"Well, that's where I'm headed Mrs. Figg."
"No… I mean, your uncle seemed to mention once that you went to a boarding school during the year. Something about a Brutus?" (A/N: I couldn't remember if it was Saint Brutus', and it's too late to get my book right now, since it's in my brother's room and he's asleep…I'm afraid I'll wake him.) She insisted.
"Oh…that. Well, I did used to go to a boarding school. Not anymore though." He said the last bit bitterly.
"Mmmm, yes. Well, you best be off Harry or you'll be late."
"Yes, right…goodbye Mrs. Figg." And with that, he was off again.
Harry walked for quite some time until he reached the all too familiar building, with the large sign that read "Ashtrona Hills Secondary School".
He gave out a sigh, and headed up the stairs and through the door. Once he was inside, he went down the hall, in the direction everyone else seemed to be going. He was completely absorbed in his thoughts (about how terrible this was, and how much he missed Hogwarts, Ron and Hermione.) when he crashed into someone, making them both fall over, himself on top.
He shook his head to clear it. "Sorry!" he said.
"You should be!" the other person replied.
Wait a minute. That voice sounded oddly familiar…
He looked down into the eyes of the person he'd crashed into and was surprised to find a set of definitely familiar gray eyes.
"Malfoy?!"
"Potter?!"
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I was planning on leaving it here…but since I haven't uploaded in such a long time, I'll keep going for a little longer…
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(This is starting at Draco's P.O.V.)
"What the fuck are you doing here?!" he exclaimed, completely surprised, yet somehow…relieved? /Probably to find someone from the wizarding world. / He thought.
"I should be asking the same of *you*!" Harry replied indignantly.
"I thought you were at Hogwarts!"
"So did I!"
"OK, OK! This isn't getting us anywhere! Now if you would *get off* me, maybe we could argue appropriately!" Draco finally said.
Harry blushed slightly and got off Draco, brushing himself off. Draco did the same.
"Now that we're standing, lets get down to business…why aren't you at Hogwarts and why, pray tell, are here of all places?!" Draco threw out first.
"Like I said before, I should ask *you* that! Aren't you mister I-hate- muggle-and-mudbloods-so-never-associate-me-with-one?"
"Oh, but I am! Problem is, a couple of bloody bastards are making me come here."
"Why?"
"How should I know? Else I know is that I haven't received my Hogwarts letter and no wizard has tried to help me. I've seen none, to be frank. Oh, and Death Eaters attacked my house for no apparent reason… since, you know my father is- was- a Death Eater. So I have nothing left."
"What do you mean 'was'?"
"What do you think nitwit? My parents died during the attack. Now I'm stuck at Sunny Ray's Shelter for Orphaned Children… and here, I guess."
Draco noticed that Harry looked quite surprised with the news about his parents.
"But…that's impossible!" Harry cried out.
"Jeez Potter…I thought *you* of all people would understand the concept of having dead parents. After all, you don't have any." Draco said, a bit insensitive.
"No, it's just that…well…how do I put this?" Harry looked a bit nervous.
"Oh, just spit it out Potter! I don't have all day! Well, I do really, but that's beside the point!" He looked and sounded annoyed. Well, he was really. /It's just my luck…now I'm stuck with Potter as well…woo-hoo! I feel like playing the piano while dancing to the Macarena…which is impossible, but oh…/
He didn't get to finish that train of though, because at that moment, Harry decided to spit out what he wanted to say once and for all.
"Your father's alive…and I know that because he went to my house yesterday to threaten me…or rather explain to me what's been going on with the wizarding world concerning me, and…well, yeah, threaten me." Harry carefully looked up.
He'd said that all in one breath but Draco had caught all of it.
"My father…he's…alive?"
-End Chapter 2- tbc (if you want me to!)
(1)- I made up this uniform. I have no idea what uniforms in England are like, so I just made one up! Anyway…it *does* sound quite ugly!
(2)- When he says this, he means he's gonna miss teasing him and stuff. Nothing romantic…not yet anyway. *grin*
(3)- Dudley leaves for Smeltings the same day Harry usually leaves for Hogwarts; so that'd be…today, I guess. This is in my fanfiction world, anyway.
(4)- The Great Hall thing…I honestly don't know if that's how you say cafeteria in England, or if it's just Hogwarts…I just made it that way. Please, bear with me.
Whew…glad that's finally out! I'm SO sorry I haven't updated in so long, but I've been really busy. My older brother came from college for Spring Break and stayed a week. Of course, I tried to spend as much time with him as possible…and my term exams are about to begin, meaning my term is ending, meaning I've been having my last tests this past week…you know, the ones to complete my grades before the term exams? Ah! I've hardly had time for anything!
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Summary: Harry and Draco both end up going to a muggle school…How you ask…read!
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story except the plot, and the really pathetic names (you'll see) later on in the story. Everything that has to do with the magical world of Harry Potter belongs to the goddess of literature, J.K. Rowling.
/…/ Are thoughts
*…* Is for something really emphasized
*****…..***** Are flashbacks and when they end (duh. I explain it in the story, but just to make sure…)
1.1 Ashtrona Hills
-Chapter 2-
The Meeting
This past week had been by far one of the worse for Harry. He had made his *entire* uniform, and now, he was ready to start term the next day at Ashtrona Hills Secondary School, whether he liked it or not. His uncle had reluctantly bought him the books necessary for his schooling (they were used, but any expense made on Harry was painful to Vernon), and he had everything packed up and ready to go in a school bag, which had belonged to Dudley several years earlier.
He was feeling extremely beat. At the moment, he was on his bed, taking a rest from the chores he had been forced to do that day. He'd been told mow the lawn, spread manure on the flower beds, cook every meal and re-paint Dudley's room. /Ugh…/ he thought /how on earth did I do all that? /.
He was in a lot of pain. He simply *knew* that he had to have at least 5 broken bones…not counting his ribs, that is. (A/N: I think that's too dramatic…oh well.)
"Harry!!" Dudley shrieked from upstairs.
/Oh crap…please don't let it be about the painting job! Please? / He thought desperately.
"Harry!" Dudley shrieked again "I need you here for something!!"
"Oh…agh…gods, why can't they just leave me alone?!" Harry said, as he was getting up to go help Dudley in whatever the hell it was he needed help with. He would have normally told him to fuck off and do it himself, but considering the circumstances…yeah, let's just say that what Vernon would do to him if he didn't help wouldn't be a pretty sight.
"Harry!!"
"I'm coming! Gods…"
Harry went up the stairs very carefully, as to not brake something new, and knocked on the door to Dudley's room.
A scared looking Dudley opened the door. He seemed to be shaking, making all 3 of his chins gobble grotesquely.
Dudley gestured for Harry to enter in a desperate way, and Harry obliged.
Once Harry had entered, his eyes went extremely wide and he tensed up.
Standing right there in front of his eyes, with a wand pointed at Dudley's back, was Lucius Malfoy.
* * *
Draco eyed his school uniform critically.
That could *not* be what he was forced to wear everyday to that pathetic excuse for a school! It was ten times worse than Hogwarts' school uniform.
A gray button-up shirt. Dark blue, kaki style pants. Dark blue sweater, decorated with a pattern of white troch-like figures. Dark blue tie… UGH…!!! (1)
It was the most disgusting set of clothes he had ever laid eyes upon. In fact, it was *so* ugly, he felt this set of clothes was burning up his innocence…or what he had left of it, anyway.
"I am *not* wearing that!" he promptly announced.
"I know… disgusting isn't it?" asked Cindy, who had her nose wrinkled up in disgust, while chewing her gum.
"Now, now, it is not disgusting! It's your school uniform and you are going to have to get used to it because you will be wearing it until you finish school! Besides Cindy, you should already be used to wearing it, shouldn't you? You have been for quite a while." Angelica declared, in defense to the uniform.
"Yeah, but that doesn't take away it's disgustingness!" Cindy replied.
"Yes well… get used to it! Anyway, I'd better get going down to the kitchens…I left the younger children 'making' cookies. Yuck…that'll be a mess! Cindy, I want you out of this room this instant! You're not allowed in the boys dorms."
"Yeah Cindy…" Draco said, snobby. "get out."
"Oh…OK. But you have to come downstairs Drakie, hon!"
"Oh don't worry…you bet I will! I'll be down there in a jiffy!" He replied, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Cindy seemed to have missed the sarcasm, and merrily followed Angelica out the door.
"Twit." Draco muttered under his breath.
There was no way he was going downstairs, just to ruin his day. He knew better than that.
Draco sat on his bed and stared some more, in a mesmerized way, at his new school uniform.
/So tomorrow's the start of term. / He thought /I wonder what that's gonna be like…no more Crabbe or Goyle. Pansy, yeah…I've got Cindy. No more Snape or McGonagall. No more Weasley or Granger…no more Potter…/ (2)
* * *
"…that's exactly what's happening to you Potter. You where wondering why no wizards came? Stupid boy…you couldn't even guess. It's so obvious! Who else would want you to suffer? Oh well, enough of that. Don't try to tell anyone…it'll only make things worse. We'll always know…that's what the spell is meant to do. So don't try contacting that muggle-lover fool, Dumbledore, because it won't do you any good. Why am I warning you of this?" Lucius asked that last part more to himself than Harry.
Harry sat stunned. Voldemort… of course! Why *hadn't* he thought of it before. It *was* obvious!
The next words that came out of his mouth were as much of a surprise to him as they were to Lucius.
"Why not kill me know?"
Lucius' head turned sharply to look at Harry. His eyes, as well as Dudley's, who had been sitting there quietly (A/N: *gasp*!) and amazingly still, completely forgotten by both Harry and Lucius, went wide.
"You mean you want to die?" Lucius asked, surprised. "Well… sorry for you Potter, but the Dark Lord wishes you to die at his hands. I'd proudly kill you right now, but I can't."
"Then bring him over." Harry replied, surprising Lucius (and Dudley) even more. "I'd rather end all this suffering now than keep on playing cat and mouse forever."
"Oh, trust me Potter," Lucius began "it won't last forever…just until you're dead. Anyway, the Master can't come to you now, or else he would've. Something happened. He's losing weakness, and he's not stupid as to face you in his current state. Not that you'd do anything to him, but just to be sure…" he trailed off.
"Anyway Potter, I'd best be off. Have a fun start of turn." Lucius said mockingly. "As for you, porky…" he stared at Dudley (3) "ugh. Oh, and Potter… don't get too close to my son…God knows we don't want him to keep messing up." And with that, he disappeared, leaving Harry completely clueless as to what he meant by that last comment.
* * *
Draco was walking to school, alongside Cindy, wearing that awful uniform. He couldn't believe it… he was going to Ashtrona Hills, and there was nothing he could do. He had no one…he was stuck.
/There's that ugly sign, with those ugly letters, for that ugly school. / He thought /Oh! Can't leave out the ugly uniform. /
He walked up the stairs and through the doors, all the while Cindy yapping about something that had to do with the 'Backstreet Boys', whatever that was. He wasn't paying attention to her anyway…he never did.
"…and Nick's so cute…but Kevin's hotter… oh, and A.J.…." where some of the few parts he'd caught, along with things like "can't believe you hadn't heard of them!" and "they're my *favorite* group!" He wasn't even sure if he wanted to hear about them anyway… if it was Cindy's favorite group…sheesh! (A/N: this is not supposed to be a pun to anyone who's a BSB fan…it's supposed to be a pun towards *Cindy*…so, no offence to anyone who likes the Backstreet Boys. Anyway…they're not so bad…)
"Cindy, will you SHUT UP!" he finally exploded.
Cindy immediately quieted down. She'd known Draco long enough to know that it was *not* smart to do otherwise.
"OK! Now that we've got that out of the way, how the *hell* do we get to the Great Hall?"
Cindy looked at him strangely. "Great Hall…what? Forget it, never mind!" she may be dumb, but she wasn't *that* dumb. Cindy knew that Draco would probably get all hysterical on her again. She instead stuck to saying "Do you mean the cafeteria? Where we eat?" (4)
"Yeah, whatever. How do we get there?" he asked, annoyed that he'd made that mistake.
"Down this hall, actually!" she answered, chipper. A little too chipper, in his opinion.
She went slightly ahead, leading the way, and suddenly, there was a yell.
"Cindy! Hey Cindy!"
"Sabrina! Oh my god…I have to tell you so much! This is Draco, by the way." Sabrina, a girl with light brown hair and hazel eyes, who was a good few inches taller than Cindy, but still shorter than himself, looked over at him, and then was led away by Cindy a few feet away from where he was standing. "Just wait for me there Drake, I'll be right back!"
All that Draco could hear from the conversation was a lot of giggling, but he was positive they were talking about him.
He stood there for a few minutes, looking at the people walking past him, when all of a sudden someone crashed directly into him.
* * *
Harry was walking for his first day of term in his new school silently.
/I can't believe this! / he thought /I wonder what could possibly make this worse. /
Just then, one of the latches to his "new" bag ripped, and all of his books came spilling out onto the sidewalk.
"AGH!" he yelled, irritated. "Did I *have* to ask?"
"Hello dear, do you need help?"
Harry looked up at the sound of the voice, and came face to face with old Mrs. Figg… his babysitter form not long ago.
"Oh, hi Mrs. Figg." he answered politely "No, that's OK. Thanks for the offer though."
Mrs. Figg stared at him for a while as he bent down to pick up his books from the sidewalk and fix the latch on the bag.
"Shouldn't you be at school, dear?" she asked, making Harry, who'd thought she'd gone home by now, jump slightly in surprise.
"Well, that's where I'm headed Mrs. Figg."
"No… I mean, your uncle seemed to mention once that you went to a boarding school during the year. Something about a Brutus?" (A/N: I couldn't remember if it was Saint Brutus', and it's too late to get my book right now, since it's in my brother's room and he's asleep…I'm afraid I'll wake him.) She insisted.
"Oh…that. Well, I did used to go to a boarding school. Not anymore though." He said the last bit bitterly.
"Mmmm, yes. Well, you best be off Harry or you'll be late."
"Yes, right…goodbye Mrs. Figg." And with that, he was off again.
Harry walked for quite some time until he reached the all too familiar building, with the large sign that read "Ashtrona Hills Secondary School".
He gave out a sigh, and headed up the stairs and through the door. Once he was inside, he went down the hall, in the direction everyone else seemed to be going. He was completely absorbed in his thoughts (about how terrible this was, and how much he missed Hogwarts, Ron and Hermione.) when he crashed into someone, making them both fall over, himself on top.
He shook his head to clear it. "Sorry!" he said.
"You should be!" the other person replied.
Wait a minute. That voice sounded oddly familiar…
He looked down into the eyes of the person he'd crashed into and was surprised to find a set of definitely familiar gray eyes.
"Malfoy?!"
"Potter?!"
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I was planning on leaving it here…but since I haven't uploaded in such a long time, I'll keep going for a little longer…
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(This is starting at Draco's P.O.V.)
"What the fuck are you doing here?!" he exclaimed, completely surprised, yet somehow…relieved? /Probably to find someone from the wizarding world. / He thought.
"I should be asking the same of *you*!" Harry replied indignantly.
"I thought you were at Hogwarts!"
"So did I!"
"OK, OK! This isn't getting us anywhere! Now if you would *get off* me, maybe we could argue appropriately!" Draco finally said.
Harry blushed slightly and got off Draco, brushing himself off. Draco did the same.
"Now that we're standing, lets get down to business…why aren't you at Hogwarts and why, pray tell, are here of all places?!" Draco threw out first.
"Like I said before, I should ask *you* that! Aren't you mister I-hate- muggle-and-mudbloods-so-never-associate-me-with-one?"
"Oh, but I am! Problem is, a couple of bloody bastards are making me come here."
"Why?"
"How should I know? Else I know is that I haven't received my Hogwarts letter and no wizard has tried to help me. I've seen none, to be frank. Oh, and Death Eaters attacked my house for no apparent reason… since, you know my father is- was- a Death Eater. So I have nothing left."
"What do you mean 'was'?"
"What do you think nitwit? My parents died during the attack. Now I'm stuck at Sunny Ray's Shelter for Orphaned Children… and here, I guess."
Draco noticed that Harry looked quite surprised with the news about his parents.
"But…that's impossible!" Harry cried out.
"Jeez Potter…I thought *you* of all people would understand the concept of having dead parents. After all, you don't have any." Draco said, a bit insensitive.
"No, it's just that…well…how do I put this?" Harry looked a bit nervous.
"Oh, just spit it out Potter! I don't have all day! Well, I do really, but that's beside the point!" He looked and sounded annoyed. Well, he was really. /It's just my luck…now I'm stuck with Potter as well…woo-hoo! I feel like playing the piano while dancing to the Macarena…which is impossible, but oh…/
He didn't get to finish that train of though, because at that moment, Harry decided to spit out what he wanted to say once and for all.
"Your father's alive…and I know that because he went to my house yesterday to threaten me…or rather explain to me what's been going on with the wizarding world concerning me, and…well, yeah, threaten me." Harry carefully looked up.
He'd said that all in one breath but Draco had caught all of it.
"My father…he's…alive?"
-End Chapter 2- tbc (if you want me to!)
(1)- I made up this uniform. I have no idea what uniforms in England are like, so I just made one up! Anyway…it *does* sound quite ugly!
(2)- When he says this, he means he's gonna miss teasing him and stuff. Nothing romantic…not yet anyway. *grin*
(3)- Dudley leaves for Smeltings the same day Harry usually leaves for Hogwarts; so that'd be…today, I guess. This is in my fanfiction world, anyway.
(4)- The Great Hall thing…I honestly don't know if that's how you say cafeteria in England, or if it's just Hogwarts…I just made it that way. Please, bear with me.
Whew…glad that's finally out! I'm SO sorry I haven't updated in so long, but I've been really busy. My older brother came from college for Spring Break and stayed a week. Of course, I tried to spend as much time with him as possible…and my term exams are about to begin, meaning my term is ending, meaning I've been having my last tests this past week…you know, the ones to complete my grades before the term exams? Ah! I've hardly had time for anything!
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