A/N: Heya People, just to let you know that this is my first fanfiction, so please don't flame me, in fact any suggestions for improvement would be much appreciated.
This fic is of the H/D ship, but don't expect anything to happen for at least a few chapters.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1: The change, the crush and the closet case
Draco lay on his large four poster bed, staring at the ceiling, when there was a curt knock on his door, "come in" he answered lazily, the door opened carefully, and Lucius poked his head around and peered in, "Draco would you please sit up, I have something rather important to discuss with you", he said, striding across the room to stand in front of his son's bed, "let me guess, you've finally admitted to yourself the fact that you're gay, and have decided to come out of the proverbial 'closet'?" came the sarcastic drawl, Lucius visibly blanched at the bluntness of the reply, but quickly replaced it with an unconcerned mask (something you have to master in order to be a Malfoy, and a servant to the Dark Lord) "No, but you will do well not to speak to me in that insolent tone, No I have come to discuss our loyalty to the Dark Lord".
Draco seemed to perk up at this; he shot to a sitting position and stared interestedly at his father, his silver-grey eyes sparkling mischievously,
"Oh is this about that little incident, in the dungeon with the death eaters, whipped cream and McNair's fetish for women's clothing that you wouldn't tell me about?"
Lucius shuddered with obvious distaste and mumbled "yes, I had almost forgotten about that…the key word being almost in this situation, I remember how McNair made us spa- …" Draco's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, "what did you just say?" came the rather surprised and nauseated reply. Quick to change the subject, Lucius sat on the bed, and stared at Draco intently, and said, "Draco, how do you feel about switching sides?", Draco looked shocked, but quickly recovered, "Dad, where were you when I had my fling with Zabini, I switched sides 2 years ago, come on keep up!", Lucius looked uncomfortable and averted his eyes to the wall and said "how could I forget, it's all I heard from you for weeks, every single letter I received from you was full to bursting with details of your sexual exploits with the Zabini boy", Draco had the decency to look sheepish and a little embarrassed and mumbled, "yeah sorry about that", and added a nervous giggle for good measure.
Draco turned on his television, (yes he does know what a television is) and became immersed in a Quidditch game, the sound of the TV snapped Lucius from his thoughts and he turned to face his son, coughed slightly and then began his short but well rehearsed speech (Malfoys must never seem inarticulate, even in the home), "you know Draco, I've been doing a lot of thinking and, I've come to the conclusion that serving the Dark Lord is not a very good idea, especially if we want to survive this war, I don't know why I didn't see it before, but now that I think about it, it seems that team Potter really is the way to go, considering the fact that the bastard successfully thwarts all the Dark Lord's attempts to kill him, and defeated him as a mere 1 year old infant, it doesn't take a genius to figure the stronger person really, so I have spoken to Dumbledore about joining the light, of course he wants to question me under verituserum to determine my real motives, can't say I blame him, since I have done some pretty rotten stuff in my time, but all the same.. This will also mean that you will be on the light side, so it would be best if you let Potter know of your deflection, and become friends with him, as this time around he will know that your intentions are good, although Dumbledore has probably already told him anyway so you have nothing to worry about", Lucius took a deep breath, then looked at Draco for a response.
Draco was still immersed in the Quidditch game, and seemed to not have heard Lucius' well prepared speech, he looked up, and said "I'm sorry, what was that?", Lucius looked exasperated, but took a deep breath and slowly said " I said, that I have spoken to Dumbledore and he has agreed, although I will be questioned under verituserum, and now that we are working for the 'light' so to speak, you will do well to speak to Potter, hell make friends with him if you wish, you seem to have a thing for dark haired boys anyways", Draco looked a little embarrassed but it was easily forgotten when he realised that he might actually get to be friends with Harry, after five years of tension and animosity, when all Draco had wanted to do was be his friend, but Draco didn't let his elation show, after all he was still a Malfoy, and as a Malfoy he had a reputation to uphold, he plastered his non-concerned mask on, and replied " well I suppose I should give the golden boy a chance, after all if we're going to be fighting along side him I'd better get to know him a little better", in his familiar drawl, although inside his head little Draco was singing and dancing.
'Oh yes' Draco thought, 'this is going to be one hell of a year, look out Potter, your life just got a hell of a lot more interesting'.
A/N: I know, I know a short chapter, but hey this is only the beginning, the later chapters will be much longer, hopefully, if you review you will be feeding my plot bunnies, they need food to keep going, so if you want me to update quicker, review now!
B'bai y'all