Disclaimer: Not J.K.R…:sigh: tragically.

Warning: SLASH…yummy

A/N: Thank so, so, so, so, much to my beta, truthfulchaos, you rock, love ya doll.

Summary: It's like every story you've ever read…but totally different…


Twisted: Broken Mirrors


"…Keeper of the Sorcerer's Stone… I swear, Ronald Weasley, if you do not get this one, I'm going to strangle you."

"Aw, Hermione, I don't know."

"For Merlin's sake, Ron, you practically lived this one!" Hermione scolded.

"Oh, bloody hell, that was six years ago," Ron groaned. "Flew…Flem something…"

"Nicolas Flamel, Ron! Ah, I give up!" She shut her history of magic book and sat stiffly on the couch.

Ron rolled his eyes then noticed Draco enter the common room. "Dray, come save me, please!"

Draco walked over and rested his arms on the back of the couch. "What are you guys doing?"

"Well, I can tell you what we're not doing. We're not studying for the History of Magic test we have tomorrow, that's what we're not doing," Hermione said hotly.

Ron looked up at Draco, a look of shear terror in his eyes.

"Well, 'Mione, if you want-" Draco began.

"Nicolas Flamel, do you remember who he is, Draco?" Hermione cut him off.

"Sure, he's the guy-"

"Who keeps the Sorcerer's Stone. We learned that our first year, the year our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher turned out to have Voldemort for the other half of his sodding head! The year we were almost killed by a three headed dog!" She was yelling now. "The year you played a bloody life sized version of Wizard Chest! Do you remember now, Ronald? Gah!" She got up and walked to the girl's dorm.

Ron and Draco looked at each other, and then noticed the whole common room looking at them as well. "Just a bit of stress," Draco informed them. "She's taking on a lot of classes this year." He grabbed Ron's arm and drug him up to their dorm.

"Merlin, what's gotten into her?" Ron asked, jumping on his bed as Draco shut the door.

"Dunno. How long have you all been studying?"

Ron shrugged. "Not long, since dinner I guess… by the way, where were you all day?"

Draco sat on his bed across from Ron. "I've been around. Didn't really feel up to going to class."

The redhead nodded. "Fancy a game of chess?"

Draco laughed. "Not on the life of Nicolas Flamel."

Ron tossed a pillow at him. "Oh, sod off already."

Dean, Seamus, and Neville filed in a few minutes later. "Nice show down there," Dean commended them.

"Yeah, you really got Hermione worked up," Seamus added.

"Hey, she got herself worked up," Ron informed them.

"I dunno, she seemed really pissed," Dean went on.

"It's cause Ron's soft in the head," Draco said.

They all laughed. "You just wait, Malfoy, you'll get yours," Ron threw in, before settling back onto his bed. "Is anyone up for a game of Wizard Chess?"

"I'll have a go," Seamus said. "Where's the board?"

"Under my bed." Ron got up to get it.

Neville and Dean started a game of exploding snaps. "Wanna join, Draco?" Neville asked when he noticed the blonde sitting solemnly on his bed.

Draco shook his head. "No, thanks. I'm going to go to bed, I think." He hopped off his bed and went to change into his pajamas.

"Night guys," he called as he settled in for sleep. They were all too wrapped up in their games, so he just put a silencing charm on and went to sleep.


The next morning at breakfast Draco and Ron were sitting with Neville and Ginny, informing her about Hermione's outburst the night before, when Hermione entered the Great Hall. She walked down to where the four were sitting.

"Thanks for waiting," she snapped.

Draco looked at Ron. "We were a little afraid you were going to start talking about how Ron doesn't know anything about the Chamber of Secrets either and then bite our heads off."

"Draco," Ron muttered, elbowing the blonde in the ribs while trying not to laugh.

"Ow."

"Alright, I get it, I made a bloody fool out of myself in the common room last night. I'm sorry." She took her respective seat next her boyfriend.

"Morning, 'Mione." Ginny smiled.

"Morning, Gin, Neville." Hermione sighed and started piling food on her plate.

Ron put an arm around her shoulders. "You alright, 'Mione?"

Hermione shrugged and Ron kissed her gently. She smiled. "I'm sorry about last night."

Ron shook his head. "Forget it."

Draco frowned and looked down at his empty breakfast plate. Food just didn't seem that appealing these days. He put his fork down and looked around the Great Hall, instantly he locked eyes with Harry Potter at the Slytherin table, sitting between Crabbe and Goyle. It was odd, because when Harry looked at Draco, he wasn't smirking or scowling, he was just… looking. He let a small smile grace his lips before turning back to his housemates.

Draco cocked his head to one side curiously, before he realized Ron was talking to him.

"You coming, mate?"

Draco nodded and stood up, following his friends out of the hall.


"So glad you could join us, Mr. Malfoy," Professor Black drawled as Draco entered the Potions classroom.

"Morning, Professor," Draco muttered.

"Perhaps you can take a seat and stop holding up the class."

"Sorry, Professor." Draco took his seat behind Hermione and Ron.

"Now, before our lesson was interrupted, we were discussing the ingredients in a healing potion…"

"Where were you?" Ron whispered, half turning his head to look at Draco.

"Peeves locked me in the lavatory," Draco hissed, irritated.

"Sorry, mate-"

"Mr. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, is my lesson getting in the way of your conversation?" Sirius asked from the front of the room.

The Slytherins snickered and Draco gritted his teeth.

"Twenty points from Gryffindor, ten for each of you."

The Gryffindors groaned as Black turned back to the board. "Unless, you would rather serve weekend detention with me," he added.

"No, thank you, sir," Draco called back, digging his nails into the desk. This is not my day, he thought as Black droned on about healing potions.


"Crap day, Malfoy?"

Draco looked up to find Harry standing over him, smirking. He leaned his head back against the bark of the tree he was sitting under. "How did you know I would be here?"

Harry smiled. "It's 'what you do', as I recall."

Draco nodded. "Right."

The raven-haired boy sat down next to him. "What happened to your hand?" he asked, pointing towards Draco's right hand, which was wrapped in a bloody cloth.

The Gryffindor laughed bitterly. "I punched a mirror after reading a letter."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Bad letter?"

"Bad enough to make me punch a mirror," Draco spat.

"Merlin, Malfoy, I get it. You're pissed, but don't start on me, alright? I didn't have to come over here you know. Bloody hell, I don't even know why I did." Harry got up and was about to walk away.

"Harry, wait." Draco sighed. "I'm sorry, I just…" Harry turned back around to face Draco. "I woke up this morning with everything feeling normal, like it used to be. Ron and I went down to breakfast and I was okay. Then Hermione got there, and reality hit me. I dunno." Harry sat back down. "Sometimes I forget how bad things can get… and then I got this letter from a friend and… everything went straight to hell."

"What did this friend have to say?"

Draco looked at Harry, then down at his hand. "Basically, that I can't leave Hogwarts at all this year or contact anyone outside of the grounds."

Harry nodded. "You work with the Order, don't you?"

"Bravo, Mr. Potter." Draco smirked, cradling his injured hand


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BlueEyedOne: Yeah, I can understand how that would be confusing, when I first started writing it I kept switching Draco and Harry's names and I'd go back and be like "Of, crap!" Lol, well thanks for reviewing, hope the switch becomes less confusing.

Madizon: Oh course I don't mid reading a compliment…I look forward to them. Anyway, thank you so much, it's comforting knowing they seem like they're still as J.K. wrote them. Well, thanks again, hope you like!

ringoffury77: Well, I'm glad you liked it. You're not the only one who's having trouble with the switch…hope that gets easier for everyone. Thanks for the review!

Orlin: Well, I can't keep you desperately waiting for long…lol, yeah, it is sad thinking of Draco with the Dursley's, poor, poor Draco. Ooo, I love evil Black too :grins: well, duh, I wrote him, lol, I'll stop going crazy now. Thanks for reviewing!

Itsasledgehammer: Lol, well I guess Harry being in Draco's life isn't all cupcakes and cherry's…he did get kicked out after all, and he's so lonely, and he was going to commit suicide…I guess there's reason to have a soft spot for him. Hehe, thanks!

Hawkenten: Yeah, I thought it an interesting concept, was curious what people would think of it, most of them still can't get their head around the life switching, lol, but that's understandable, and people seem to like it, so as long as I'm doing what I set out to do (Entertaining my reviewers) I'm happy. Well, thanks bunches, enjoy the rest!

Lily Michelle: You know, I'm not really sure if I can pinpoint the exact reason why I wanted to switch them, instead of just writing about Harry. Probably because it's not something that I've seen done before, thought it would be nice to have something fresh floating around, and it's always been interesting to me, the idea of being in someone else's shoes, so, now we get to have a taste of what it's like when you turn Draco and Harry's worlds upside down and turn them into the person they hate the most. If that makes sense. Thanks so much for reviewing!

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