Author's note: I am very very very very very sorry for taking so long with this story. Because technically I have a 1,000,007 reviews for this, so I should have been posting like mad. Please forgive me.

Also, Harry is a jerk because he was spoiled for his entire life. He had access to anything he ever wanted. It's enough to make even the nicest person become a bit cruel. Also, a lot of boys go through a cruelty phase. Pulling wings off flies etc. Harry's is just lasting a little longer than usual.

Worlds Away

Chapter Two

Harry slipped into a very nice pair of black pants. They were darker than the night, and softer than silk. He put on the shirt that matched it, and a silky green robe. He was halfway through getting his socks on when there was a knock at his door.

"Who is it?" Harry asked.

"Who else ya bloody prat?" Draco responded from the other side of the door. "Hurry it up! Mom made pancakes."

"PANCAKES!" Harry practically squealed. Narcissa Malfoy's pancakes were amazing. Most people would kill for just one bite. Harry was going to get a whole plate to himself.

Harry bounded out of the room, one sock on his foot, the other in his hand and bolted past Draco, heading for the kitchens.

"HEY!" Draco demanded. Draco climbed onto the bannister and slid down, flying past Harry and the two raced for the kitchens. Harry grabbed Draco's robe and pulled ahead, just barely beating Draco.

"CHEATER!" Draco called.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever. I'm a Slytherin remember? It's what I do." Harry replied.

Draco stuck his tongue out at him. Harry returned the favor.

"Morning Uncle Lucius." Harry said cheerfully.

"Morning Harry. Shame you missed out on all those pancakes. They sure were good."

"Mmm hmm!" Narcissa agreed.

"What?" Harry and Draco demanded simultaneously.

"Yep, you should have gotten here faster." Lucius continued.

"Nooooooo!" Harry cried.

Lucius and Narcissa burst into laughter and produced a gigantic stack of pancakes on a plate.

"Got ya!" Lucius said.

Draco growled at them, and Harry made a hissing noise.

They both took their seats at the table and began to demolish the mountain of pancakes.

"Bye hun! Great pancakes." Lucius said, blowing a kiss at Narcissa and Apparating away.

"So what do you two plan on doing today?" Narcissa asked, taking a seat at the table.

Harry swallowed his oversized bite of pancake and replied. "Well I hear the Deamons are playing tonight. I'd like to watch them beat the pulp out of those ruddy Cannons."

"That's always an option. We do have those season tickets. I'll call and ask if your family wants to come." Narcissa said, walking out of the kitchen towards the fireplace.

"Hurray." Draco said raising a single fist to the sky. Draco had never gotten along with Harry's brother Thoret very well, and his opinion of the Potter twins wasn't that high either.

Harry finished off the last of his pancakes. "I bet I'll thrash you in fencing." Harry bet Draco.

"Yeah right!" Draco responded to the challenge. "I could beat you even if you had two swords!"

"Is that so?" Harry asked with a grin.

"You bet it is!" Draco replied. "You need to check out the new rapier dad got me for my birthday! It will sooo thrash you."

Harry rolled his eyes dramatically. "That rusted hunk of scrap? Please. You insult me. You should see the one MY DAD got me."

"Them's fighting words boy!" Draco growled.

"Bring it. Coward." Harry lashed back.

Both 15 year olds scampered up the stairs to get their fencing gear.

"Play nice!" Narcissa Malfoy called after him.

"We will!" They chorused.

Harry didn't even care that all this amusement he was having was with Draco Malfoy. Draco just seemed more agreeable in this world. In fact Harry didn't think he would ever go back, even if he could.

'Can I go back?' Harry wondered. 'What does it matter? I'm not going to anyway.'

Soon Harry and Draco were fully suited up and fighting like soldiers did in ancient times.

Hours passed, and both teens decided to call a truce.

Harry was drenched with sweat and had a small cut across his arm where Draco had accidentally backed him into an ornamental sabre that hung on one wall. Thankfully the sabre had been dull.

Draco had a large mark that was quickly turning into a bruise on his shin where Harry had accidentally hit him with the flat of his blade.

"Oi. I hurt everywhere." Draco complained.

"Me too." Harry agreed, taking off his helmet. "Does your mom have any pain killing potions left?"

"No. We're fresh out. I fell off the banister last week remember?" Draco replied.

"Oh yeah." Harry replied. "I'd forgotten. So what can we do about all these tense muscles?"

Draco grinned like a madman. "Remember when I told you I got a secret birthday present this summer?"

"Vaguely. What kind of present?" Harry asked.

"I'll show you when we get there." Draco responded.

"OK….." Harry said, his curiosity roused.

"MOM!" Draco called. "We're going down to Zonko's in Hogsmeade for a bit! Do you need anything?"

"No thanks!" Narcissa yelled back. "Be back before lunch!"

"We will!" Draco finished.

Harry smirked. "We're going to Zonko's? That's your big plan?"

"No you idiot. I lied." Draco answered. He turned and walked over to the fireplace. "Malfoy Resort." Draco said, vanishing in a whirr of green flame.

Harry followed suit, wondering what in the world Draco was being so secretive about.

Author's note: How was it? Have I actually managed to perk someone's interest? I hope so. Provided I get lots of reviews, the next chapter will be winging its way in soon.