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Story Talk: This chapter is pretty short sorry about that but it was all I had time for. There are probably a lot of grammatical errors. I didn't have time to edit. Sorry about those the next one will hopefully be better.

Chapter 2

Draco's Visit

Number 4 Privet Drive was not that difficult to find. It amused Draco that the Dark Lord and his minions had been looking for it for so long.

Draco wasn't really sure that what his father was telling him was true. Sure he didn't want Draco dead (because of the money issue.), but he wouldn't go out of his way like this. At least Draco didn't think he would. He was sure he would be locked 'in hiding' if the Dark Lord found out. But his father said that this was for his benefit. He told Draco everything he needed to do and everything he should have expected. Lucius told him that Harry's family was awful, but Draco didn't really think much of it because Lucius hated all muggles.

Draco knocked on the door then took a step back to be polite. A few seconds later the door opened and a plump man opened the door. Draco tried his best not to look disgusted by the man's obesity.

"Who are you?" The fat man asked rudely.

"I am Draco Malfoy."

"What do you want?" The fat man asked narrowing his eyes as if he was trying to appear scary. It wasn't working.

"I would like to speak with Harry Potter." Draco said simply. The fat man's eyes widened and he took a step back.

"You're one of them aren't you?"

"One of who?"

"GET OUT! STAY AWAY FROM MY HOUSE YOU FREAK!" The man was turning purple as he slammed the door in Draco's face. Draco could hear him continue to yell inside.

"Boy get down here. NOW!" His voice floated through the open window. Draco heard someone walking down the steps and then what sounded like someone being slammed into a wall. "What do you think you are doing inviting your freak friends to our house?"

"I didn't invite anyone I swear." Draco listened closer, the voice sounded like Potter's.

"Don't lie to me boy."

"I didn't invite anyone." It was Potter and he sounded terrified. Draco wondered how Harry could be so afraid of the big fat man when it seemed that he had no fear otherwise.

"The next time one of your freaks come to this house you're going in the cupboard until it's time for you to leave."

"Yes Uncle Vernon."

"Go mow the lawn."

"Yes sir." Draco heard what he assumed was Potter fall to the floor.

"And after that you need to make my dinner."

" Yes sir." Draco heard footstep coming toward the door. He jumped into the bushes that sat on the side of the porch just in time. He looked up to see Potter being nearly thrown out of the house. As Potter got up he saw that the raven-haired boy had a black eye and a red hand print around his neck.

Draco quietly moved out of the bushes. He may have been nearly disowned but he was not about to announce his presence from inside the bushes. Just because he wasn't so anti-muggle didn't mean he wasn't vain.

Once Draco was on the porch he cleared his throat. Drawing Potter's attention. Potter looked up. Upon seeing Draco his eyes narrowed and anger spilled across his face. Potter turned his hands to fist and stormed up to Draco. Draco thought for sure he was going to get hit. But Potter didn't touch him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? Is this some kind of prank? I should have known it was you, who else would be such a jackass." Potter said in a barley controlled whisper.

"Sorry to disappoint you Potter, but this was not the plan. And how the hell would I have known that my visit would have caused you to get your ass kicked. Not to mention if that was the plan then I would not have been able to find your house seeing as how anyone that wishes to cause you danger is unable to locate this house. Smart man, Dumbledore." Potter looked completely taken aback and it amused Draco so he continued.

"As for why I am here. I am here to offer you my hand again in a less arrogant and condescending manner. Though I don't think that I can befriend Weasley still. However I can be . . . nice." Potter raised his eyebrows, and gave Draco an disbelieving look.

"Get out Malfoy, you're not funny." Potter turned his back to the blonde and headed for the shed.

"Don't walk away from me Potter." Draco called after him. Potter rounded on Draco with an angry look in his eyes.

"You want to humiliate me in front of the whole school or is it that you want to turn me over to Voldemort? Huh just tell me so we can end this little game."

"I already told you I want us . . . to be friends."

" And I am supposed to believe that out of nowhere you want to be friends. You have hated me since we first met. You have screwed me over some many times and never cared and now you want to be friends. I'm sorry I am a bit suspicious, but I usually don't have my sworn enemies asking to be my friend. You always hated me so why now?" Potter was practically yelling by time he finished.

"If I remember correctly, and I do, it was you who denied my friendship first year. So don't tell me I never wanted to be friends with you." Draco countered.

"So why come back after you made it clear that you didn't care?" Potter nearly yelled back. Draco took a breath.

"Because I was angry with you because you hurt my pride, but I don't care about pride anymore. I don't care about muggles anymore. And I don't care about this petty fight." Draco stuck out his hand. "I am Draco Malfoy and I would like you, Harry Potter, to be my friend." Potter looked at the hand then back up to Draco's face before reaching out and putting his tan hand in the pale one.

"I am Harry Potter and I except your offer for friendship, Draco Malfoy."

Reviewers: Thanks so much for the response. Sorry it took so long I have been so busy and I seemed to have stumbled upon a case of writers block. However I am back now. To get out the chapters to my other fics faster I will not be responding to any reviews until I post the next chapter, but they are appreciated. I hope you enjoyed the chapter.