Chapter Eight
Harry woke up bright and early, his Dursley body clock still in effect. He was so used to waking up this early in the morning that he just did it now automatically. He wasn't sure what he was going to do with his time, considering he had four hours till class started. He sleepily looked at his alarm clock even though he knew what time it was.
4:30 am
The clock seemed to shine at him mockingly. Harry threw off the covers of his four poster bed and started to get ready for the day, albeit it was still dark. Walking over to his dresser he almost tripped over several articles of clothing, he didn't do a very tidy job of unpacking. Harry grabbed some clothes from the wardrobe and shuffled over to the bathroom.
When he walked in he was astonished by the elegance of it all. The walls were painted gold and scarlet. Harry wondered if they changed it every time a new Head Boy came through here. Of course that wouldn't be much of a task with magic on there side. The bathtub was if possible larger than the one in the prefects bathroom, which was in itself saying something. Harry wondered how he was going to use it all by himself.
An hour later Harry emerged from a very steamy bathroom. He actually had to admit that he smelled quite nice. He couldn't wait to impress Hermione on the first day back by not sleeping in. For once in Harry's life his mind wasn't on Voldemort and the impending doom of the world.
He walked down to the common room and started to read his Defense against the Dark arts book, he had always found the subject interesting. Well in exception to back in his fifth year with that overgrown toad teaching. Her smile still haunted his dreams.
About another hour later Hermione came down the stairs and spooked him. Harry had his wand half drawn before he realized who it was. Hermione looked just as surprised as he was, just for a different reason.
"I didn't think that it was possible for you to be up so early. Doesn't it go against your code or something?"
Harry listened to this and realized the hilarity of the situation. He had his wand drawn and pointed at his Girlfriend, and she was commenting on him being up so early. Harry dropped his wand and started to roll on the floor laughing. Hermione just stared at him as continued to roll around in hysterics.
Harry must have been laughing for a good five minutes, because when he did get up wiping tears from his eyes. Hermione was sitting in the chair staring at her insane boyfriend.
"Harry you need to calm down now, people are gonna wonder why you look like you have been crying. And what is so funny anyways?" Hermione asked critically.
"You come down here and scare the hell outta me and as I have my wand pointed at you and ready to jinx you. You ask me why I'm up so early." Harry finished and started to laugh all over again, this time taking Hermione with him.
The next couple of hours were spent by just being with one another. Since they both woke up with so much time to spare they, wasted it.
"Maybe we should head over to the main Common Room and see if Ron is awake." Harry suggested.
"I highly doubt that, but as Head Girl I can assist you in rousing our dear friend." Hermione said in a sarcastic McGonagall type voice.
Harry and Hermione walked out of there common room and down the short hall to the Gryffindor common Room. Thankfully the walk was short, because it was getting close to the time that breakfast would start. Both knew that it was going to take an act of God to get their red headed friend arisen.
Using there head person-ship they both walked into the seventh year boy dormitory. Hermione had never been in here before, since an occasion had never arisen that she needed to come into the dorm.
"Harry, it's absolutely disgusting in here." Hermione said as she walked into the room.
Harry had to admit, she was right. Albeit it had only been a day, the mess in the common room was appalling. Harry didn't remember it being that messy in there when he had lived in here.
Clothes were strewn from the door to the windows and then some. To no ones surprise Ron's bed was the messiest. Obviously none of the seventh year boys had taken time to un-pack.
"Ron, you git. Get up." Harry said slightly annoyed that Hermione had to walk into a room that was so messy.
"Five more minutes mum..." Ron mumbled in his sleep.
Harry looked at Hermione and waggled his eyebrows at her. Hermione, getting the idea of what he had in mind, nodded vigorously back oat him.
"Ron hunny you need to get up for school." Harry said in a false falsetto voice.
"Mum go bother Ginny." Ron mumbled, not any where near awake yet.
Harry waited until Ron had fallen back into a deep sleep, which had taken only a matter of seconds.
"Ron Luna is here to see you." Harry said in his impersonation of Mrs. Weasley.
What Ron did next, he would not ever be able to live down for the rest of his life.
"WHAT!?! Ohmygod, I need some clothes, and my hair is a mess, I haven't even brushed my teeth. MUM why didn't you wake me up sooner??? What is Luna going to think???" Ron said all this as he shot out of bed and began to dress himself.
In the process of yelling at his 'mother' he had single handedly woken up the whole dorm. All of a sudden, he stopped dead still and looked around the dorm at the many sleepy eyes staring at him.
Harry and Hermione were currently hysterical rolling of the floor. For the third time that day, Harry had tears of laughter in his eyes.
"Harry." Ron said slowly.
"Yes dear?" Harry said still in his falsetto voice.
"I am going to kill you." Ron said this simply.
"Ok dear, let me just tell Luna that you will be late." Harry continued. "I didn't know you really like her. It was a joke. Buuuuttt now that I know, I will make sure to say hello to her at breakfast." Harry said, another smile growing on his face.
"Harry you are a dead man." Ron said. His face growing very red indeed.
"Ok Ron sure. By the way, breakfast will be starting in..." he looked at his watch.
It read 7:00am
"...Thirty minutes. So I suggest you brush your teeth and prepare yourself for the student body." Harry smiled as he said this.
Most of the seventh year boys glared at him like he was Snape himself. Harry didn't really care, they were up. He decided that it was time for him to go down to the Great Hall and wait for the student body. He took Hermione's hand and promptly walked out of the room.
Within ten minutes they had reached the hall, but they were not the only ones there.
Up at the head table were all the professors, and two empty chairs on one end of the table. Harry wondered why there were two extra chairs. The last time that there had been extra seating arrangements had been for the Tri- wizard tournament. Harry hoped that they would not be hosting that again.
"Ah, my head Boy and Girl. Just the people I wanted to see. We are going to have new seating arrangements, the head students are going to sit at the Head table. That way the students see you as an authority figure." The headmaster explained.
This seemed to make sense to Harry, as funny as it felt sitting two chairs down from Dumbledore. Sitting there among all the professors talking about there lesson plans, made Harry more than a little self-conscious.
Slowly the students trickled in, Harry was happy to see that the seventh year boys were the first among them. Ron had a particularly grumpy appearance, Harry smiled at the site of his rumpled friend. Something told him that this year was going to be a good year.
Then something happened that made Harry sure of this thought.
Draco Malfoy sauntered into the room. Normally this would mean that Harry would get a death glare and a characteristic sneer. Today seemed different, how different Harry wouldn't know till later. Draco quickly noticed the extra seating on the High table. Next he registered who was sitting in the extra chairs.
His storm gray gaze locked with Harry's jade; normally sparks would fly when this happened but not today.
As their gazes met Draco did something that he had never done before.
He smiled and waved to Harry.
Harry felt his jaw drop as he watch Draco do this very un-characteristic thing. For once there was no hatred or spite in his eyes, it was a genuine smile. A true smile. Draco held the gaze a moment longer, just long enough to chuckle slightly at Harry's reaction.
Breakfast came and went, without any mention of the new seating arrangements. Harry and Hermione received there Monday schedules and looked them over. This year they had Potions with the slytherins, big surprise there. But the real killer was that they had potions first, with the slytheins.
"We need to leave so we can get down to the dungeons in time, Hermione." Harry said quickly thinking about where they were in relation to the dungeons.
"Yes, that would be a good idea. I mean how would it look for the Head Boy and Girl to be late to their first class." Hermione chuckled at the thought and rose to go.
They reached the dungeons relatively quickly, considering they were a good ten minute walk away. To Hermione's utter delight, they were the first there. No sooner had they take out their cauldrons did Draco walk in and sit next to them.
Harry couldn't take it any longer. He needed to know what Draco's new ploy was.
"Ok, Malfoy. What are you doing. You smiled during breakfast and now you want to sit next to me? Did you lose control of a memory charm or something and forget that we are mortal enemies and have been for the past six years?" Harry said, his voice betraying his curiosity.
"No, actually it's a long story." Draco replied casually.
"Then enlighten me." Harry replied.
"When I got my Hogwarts letter, I was very excited. I was actually going to be going to school with someone I had been reading about all my life. I couldn't wait to meet the 'boy who lived'. I was hoping to make friends with you, but my father had a different idea. He was still a Death Eater at the time and was furious at me wanting to make friends with the guy who killed his master. So he put the imperious charm on my just long enough for me to hate you. After he was sentenced to the kiss the charm was broken. My mother told me the whole story over the summer holiday. I was as shocked as you are, so here I am a new person." Draco finished the story with a smile on his face.
"So, let me get this straight. You aren't going to be constantly poking fun at my scar, or calling Hermione derogatory names? Your actually going to be nice to us?" Harry replied still in shock.
"Yes. I was actually hoping we could become friends. I know six years is a lot to make up for, but will you give a chance?" Draco asked remorse shining in his eyes.
Harry looked at Hermione and she nodded slightly, almost reluctantly.
"Yes, I think that we can try that. But you are going to have to earn my trust. Its as if we just met. I don't have anything to base my opinion on, so we are starting over." Harry said and extended his hand.
"I'm Harry Potter and who might you be?"
"I'm Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you Harry."
Then the two new friends shook hands. Thus beginning the friendship of Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.
Harry woke up bright and early, his Dursley body clock still in effect. He was so used to waking up this early in the morning that he just did it now automatically. He wasn't sure what he was going to do with his time, considering he had four hours till class started. He sleepily looked at his alarm clock even though he knew what time it was.
4:30 am
The clock seemed to shine at him mockingly. Harry threw off the covers of his four poster bed and started to get ready for the day, albeit it was still dark. Walking over to his dresser he almost tripped over several articles of clothing, he didn't do a very tidy job of unpacking. Harry grabbed some clothes from the wardrobe and shuffled over to the bathroom.
When he walked in he was astonished by the elegance of it all. The walls were painted gold and scarlet. Harry wondered if they changed it every time a new Head Boy came through here. Of course that wouldn't be much of a task with magic on there side. The bathtub was if possible larger than the one in the prefects bathroom, which was in itself saying something. Harry wondered how he was going to use it all by himself.
An hour later Harry emerged from a very steamy bathroom. He actually had to admit that he smelled quite nice. He couldn't wait to impress Hermione on the first day back by not sleeping in. For once in Harry's life his mind wasn't on Voldemort and the impending doom of the world.
He walked down to the common room and started to read his Defense against the Dark arts book, he had always found the subject interesting. Well in exception to back in his fifth year with that overgrown toad teaching. Her smile still haunted his dreams.
About another hour later Hermione came down the stairs and spooked him. Harry had his wand half drawn before he realized who it was. Hermione looked just as surprised as he was, just for a different reason.
"I didn't think that it was possible for you to be up so early. Doesn't it go against your code or something?"
Harry listened to this and realized the hilarity of the situation. He had his wand drawn and pointed at his Girlfriend, and she was commenting on him being up so early. Harry dropped his wand and started to roll on the floor laughing. Hermione just stared at him as continued to roll around in hysterics.
Harry must have been laughing for a good five minutes, because when he did get up wiping tears from his eyes. Hermione was sitting in the chair staring at her insane boyfriend.
"Harry you need to calm down now, people are gonna wonder why you look like you have been crying. And what is so funny anyways?" Hermione asked critically.
"You come down here and scare the hell outta me and as I have my wand pointed at you and ready to jinx you. You ask me why I'm up so early." Harry finished and started to laugh all over again, this time taking Hermione with him.
The next couple of hours were spent by just being with one another. Since they both woke up with so much time to spare they, wasted it.
"Maybe we should head over to the main Common Room and see if Ron is awake." Harry suggested.
"I highly doubt that, but as Head Girl I can assist you in rousing our dear friend." Hermione said in a sarcastic McGonagall type voice.
Harry and Hermione walked out of there common room and down the short hall to the Gryffindor common Room. Thankfully the walk was short, because it was getting close to the time that breakfast would start. Both knew that it was going to take an act of God to get their red headed friend arisen.
Using there head person-ship they both walked into the seventh year boy dormitory. Hermione had never been in here before, since an occasion had never arisen that she needed to come into the dorm.
"Harry, it's absolutely disgusting in here." Hermione said as she walked into the room.
Harry had to admit, she was right. Albeit it had only been a day, the mess in the common room was appalling. Harry didn't remember it being that messy in there when he had lived in here.
Clothes were strewn from the door to the windows and then some. To no ones surprise Ron's bed was the messiest. Obviously none of the seventh year boys had taken time to un-pack.
"Ron, you git. Get up." Harry said slightly annoyed that Hermione had to walk into a room that was so messy.
"Five more minutes mum..." Ron mumbled in his sleep.
Harry looked at Hermione and waggled his eyebrows at her. Hermione, getting the idea of what he had in mind, nodded vigorously back oat him.
"Ron hunny you need to get up for school." Harry said in a false falsetto voice.
"Mum go bother Ginny." Ron mumbled, not any where near awake yet.
Harry waited until Ron had fallen back into a deep sleep, which had taken only a matter of seconds.
"Ron Luna is here to see you." Harry said in his impersonation of Mrs. Weasley.
What Ron did next, he would not ever be able to live down for the rest of his life.
"WHAT!?! Ohmygod, I need some clothes, and my hair is a mess, I haven't even brushed my teeth. MUM why didn't you wake me up sooner??? What is Luna going to think???" Ron said all this as he shot out of bed and began to dress himself.
In the process of yelling at his 'mother' he had single handedly woken up the whole dorm. All of a sudden, he stopped dead still and looked around the dorm at the many sleepy eyes staring at him.
Harry and Hermione were currently hysterical rolling of the floor. For the third time that day, Harry had tears of laughter in his eyes.
"Harry." Ron said slowly.
"Yes dear?" Harry said still in his falsetto voice.
"I am going to kill you." Ron said this simply.
"Ok dear, let me just tell Luna that you will be late." Harry continued. "I didn't know you really like her. It was a joke. Buuuuttt now that I know, I will make sure to say hello to her at breakfast." Harry said, another smile growing on his face.
"Harry you are a dead man." Ron said. His face growing very red indeed.
"Ok Ron sure. By the way, breakfast will be starting in..." he looked at his watch.
It read 7:00am
"...Thirty minutes. So I suggest you brush your teeth and prepare yourself for the student body." Harry smiled as he said this.
Most of the seventh year boys glared at him like he was Snape himself. Harry didn't really care, they were up. He decided that it was time for him to go down to the Great Hall and wait for the student body. He took Hermione's hand and promptly walked out of the room.
Within ten minutes they had reached the hall, but they were not the only ones there.
Up at the head table were all the professors, and two empty chairs on one end of the table. Harry wondered why there were two extra chairs. The last time that there had been extra seating arrangements had been for the Tri- wizard tournament. Harry hoped that they would not be hosting that again.
"Ah, my head Boy and Girl. Just the people I wanted to see. We are going to have new seating arrangements, the head students are going to sit at the Head table. That way the students see you as an authority figure." The headmaster explained.
This seemed to make sense to Harry, as funny as it felt sitting two chairs down from Dumbledore. Sitting there among all the professors talking about there lesson plans, made Harry more than a little self-conscious.
Slowly the students trickled in, Harry was happy to see that the seventh year boys were the first among them. Ron had a particularly grumpy appearance, Harry smiled at the site of his rumpled friend. Something told him that this year was going to be a good year.
Then something happened that made Harry sure of this thought.
Draco Malfoy sauntered into the room. Normally this would mean that Harry would get a death glare and a characteristic sneer. Today seemed different, how different Harry wouldn't know till later. Draco quickly noticed the extra seating on the High table. Next he registered who was sitting in the extra chairs.
His storm gray gaze locked with Harry's jade; normally sparks would fly when this happened but not today.
As their gazes met Draco did something that he had never done before.
He smiled and waved to Harry.
Harry felt his jaw drop as he watch Draco do this very un-characteristic thing. For once there was no hatred or spite in his eyes, it was a genuine smile. A true smile. Draco held the gaze a moment longer, just long enough to chuckle slightly at Harry's reaction.
Breakfast came and went, without any mention of the new seating arrangements. Harry and Hermione received there Monday schedules and looked them over. This year they had Potions with the slytherins, big surprise there. But the real killer was that they had potions first, with the slytheins.
"We need to leave so we can get down to the dungeons in time, Hermione." Harry said quickly thinking about where they were in relation to the dungeons.
"Yes, that would be a good idea. I mean how would it look for the Head Boy and Girl to be late to their first class." Hermione chuckled at the thought and rose to go.
They reached the dungeons relatively quickly, considering they were a good ten minute walk away. To Hermione's utter delight, they were the first there. No sooner had they take out their cauldrons did Draco walk in and sit next to them.
Harry couldn't take it any longer. He needed to know what Draco's new ploy was.
"Ok, Malfoy. What are you doing. You smiled during breakfast and now you want to sit next to me? Did you lose control of a memory charm or something and forget that we are mortal enemies and have been for the past six years?" Harry said, his voice betraying his curiosity.
"No, actually it's a long story." Draco replied casually.
"Then enlighten me." Harry replied.
"When I got my Hogwarts letter, I was very excited. I was actually going to be going to school with someone I had been reading about all my life. I couldn't wait to meet the 'boy who lived'. I was hoping to make friends with you, but my father had a different idea. He was still a Death Eater at the time and was furious at me wanting to make friends with the guy who killed his master. So he put the imperious charm on my just long enough for me to hate you. After he was sentenced to the kiss the charm was broken. My mother told me the whole story over the summer holiday. I was as shocked as you are, so here I am a new person." Draco finished the story with a smile on his face.
"So, let me get this straight. You aren't going to be constantly poking fun at my scar, or calling Hermione derogatory names? Your actually going to be nice to us?" Harry replied still in shock.
"Yes. I was actually hoping we could become friends. I know six years is a lot to make up for, but will you give a chance?" Draco asked remorse shining in his eyes.
Harry looked at Hermione and she nodded slightly, almost reluctantly.
"Yes, I think that we can try that. But you are going to have to earn my trust. Its as if we just met. I don't have anything to base my opinion on, so we are starting over." Harry said and extended his hand.
"I'm Harry Potter and who might you be?"
"I'm Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you Harry."
Then the two new friends shook hands. Thus beginning the friendship of Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.