AN: This is my very first fanfic so be gentle please. I'll accept flames only if their not TOO mean.

Chapter 1

Harry darted down the dungeon corridor, racing against the clock to reach Potions in time. He had Quidditch practice that evening and couldn't afford a detention with his most hated professor, Snape. Harry breathed with relief as the Potions door came into view, but he wasn't there yet. With his last burst of speed, he ran as fast as he could and he pushed through the Potions door, panting. "I MADE IT!" he shouted and every head turned to see his dramatic entrance. Harry turned red and he could see Ron grinning at him and Hermione shaking her head.

"Mr. Potter! Ten points for flying in here like a griffin on fire and five more points for shouting. Take a seat." Snape sneered in the front of the classroom and Harry scowled. He knew Snape only deducted points just because he couldn't give Harry a detention. He REALLY hated Snape. Harry grumbled as he took a seat next to Ron, glaring at Malfoy from across the room who was smirking smugly at him.

"Now, we are having a project so there will be no fooling around, no messes, and no…mistakes." Snape snapped eyes looking directly at the Golden Trio. He also cut his eyes at Neville who ducked his head and turned red in embarrassment. The Slytherins snickered at him. Harry's scowl returned. Why couldn't they give poor Neville a break? 'Because their bloody gorillas.' He thought.

"I will assign each group of two a potion that shall be completed by the end of this class or else! I will call out your partners and the potion you will be making." Snape read off a piece of parchment and the Gryfindors knew that they were going to be paired with the Slytherins. When they groaned, the Potions teacher sent them a hard glare.

"Weasley and Zambini. Dreamless Sleep Potion."

Ron cursed. "That git. He bloody does this on purpose." He muttered. He gathered up his books and begrudgingly plopped in a seat next to Blaise and the two boys sneered at each other. Snape continued to call out names and the sullen partners paired up. Harry knew what to expect.

"Granger and Parkinson. Pixi Repellent. Longbottom and Goyle. Mandrake Potion. Potter and Malfoy. De-Aging Potion."

Harry resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Snape was so predictable and Harry mentally prepared himself for a class period of hell. He took his books and sat next to Malfoy who had already chosen a cauldron and glared at him. Malfoy glared back and Harry read off the list of ingredients and rose silently to get the ingredients required for their potion. The raven-haired teenager simply decided to ignore Malfoy for the entire period. Harry pushed his glasses up higher on his nose and grabbed a few ingredients off the shelf and returned to his 'partner' who was lazily lounging in the chair arms folded behind his head. He looked over to Ron and they gave each other sympathetic looks.

"You better not screw this up Potty. Everyone knows you're like Fatbottom when it comes to Potions."

Harry muttered a spell to let the water in the cauldron boil before he angrily began to dice Cauis roots. This amused Malfoy. "What Potty are you angry? I'm sure that nasty temper of yours comes from your Mudblood mother. Redhead wasn't she? Like a pitiful Weasel."

All right, screw ignoring Malfoy. Better yet, don't talk to him just attack him. Those thoughts flew through Harry's head and he threw on the roots long with a few other ingredients and the potion turned into the light blue like it was supposed to. Harry breathed in relief and Malfoy began stirring it.

"Hey Potty"

"Shut up Malfoy. I don't want to hear it." Harry said through clenched teeth and it surprised him when Malfoy became silent. The blonde Slytherin had actually backed down. The class passed quickly and Harry and Malfoy had actually gotten through their potion successfully. No words were exchanged through them and Harry had kept his guard up most of the time, expecting Malfoy to pick a fight. He hadn't. Taking a vial, he poured in some of their complete potion and turned it in to the front of the classroom. Snape sneered, clearly displeased that they had done their potion successfully and that he couldn't take house points from Harry for fighting with Malfoy. Harry felt smug then. Malfoy cleared out the cauldron with a clearing spell just in time as class ended. Harry gathered his books and left with his friends but not before giving Malfoy one last look. When Malfoy's eyes looked up and locked with his, he quickly averted his away, feeling guilty as if he had been caught.

Once the exited in the corridor, Harry said goodbye to his friends and trekked alone to Charms, the only class he didn't have with Ron or Hermione. When he entered the classroom he sat next to Gino, a Japanese exchange student who had started at the beginning of the sixth year. Harry had become quite good friends with Gino. Gino was only half Japanese. He had shoulder length silky black hair that hung in his eyes, large almond hazel eyes and dusty freckles sparkled over the bridge of his nose. He was very handsome and Harry always had to stare at him for a moment. Harry had told no one that he preferred guys over girls and he definitely took notice of Gino. Even though he had a slight crush on his new friend, he wasn't ultimately attracted to him.

"Hey mate." Harry greeted and Gino smiled. "Konichiwa." He greeted in his native tongue and used his sent a few practice sparks out of his wand. He sighed. "I'll never get this Charms." He said. "Back in my country, we more focus on martial magic, or this Defense of Dark you have."

Harry smiled at Gino's little speech mistakes. Girls, who swooned over Gino thought it was cute. Harry admitted in a way that it was. They turned their attention to Flitwick who began to instruct how to turn make objects do rapid spins in the air. It was going to be an interesting lesson.

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Malfoy was pissed. He was sent to Dumbledore's office for hells knows what and he was standing stupidly in front of the gargoyle which refused to let him in. Mcgonagall hadn't given him the password. He knew it had to be some kind of candy.

"Chocolate Frogs."

The gargoyle did not move.

"Bertie Botts every flavor beans."

Nothing. Draco was becoming irritated.

"Pumpkin Blasters."

Malfoy became more pissed as the gargoyle snickered at him.

"Fizzy Floating Gummi Wands."

When the gargoyle snickered at him again, Draco sent him a very nasty curse using his Malfoy way to threaten the gargoyle. With a literal stony glare, the gargoyle, now adorned in a pink tutu, slid aside to let the blonde haired boy in, Malfoy walked up the stairs, wondering what the old crackpot had to talk to him about. He raised up his fist to knock on the door, but before he could that annoying, ever cheerful voice said, "Come in Mr. Malfoy."

AN: Oooo. What does Dumbledore want to talk to Malfoy about? What do you guys think of Gino. He will be necessary in later chapters. Tell me what you guys think. This is my first fanfic. Give me some ideas, I'm game to listen. Yes this this going to be slash. Don't like don't read.