Title: I Remember It, Like It Was In A Flashback.

Author: PG-13

E-mail: Ask first, please

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Scholastic. Not me do sue please. I'm poor, spare me…

Author's Note: Just for all those who give a flying frig. I got the title off an episode of Johnny Bravo. It was a spoof of the Titanic. He was really old, and he was thinking about when he was on the Titanic and he goes "I remember it, like it was in a flashback..." and the screen goes all blurry, and it's hilarious.

Summary: Slash! During the final battle, evil against good, light against dark. Draco Malfoy reflects back on his earlier days. Harry/Draco Remus/Sirius Hermoine/Ron

My name? Draco Malfoy. You know the Malfoy family right? The evil pureblood family who has caused destruction and mayhem for many years. Who kill with a passion and have no regrets. Who ruled with an iron fist? You have heard of us right? Well who cares...

You know what this Malfoy was doing right now? He was a hidden room somewhere in the middle of Hogwarts, waiting for news of what was waiting in the battle outside. I mean there were people dying and people killing. Was my father one of them? Or Blaise? Or Harry? No clue…I know you're asking 'What the hell is he talking about?' Well I remember it like it was in a flashback…

8 years ago

I was bored, out of my mind. Earlier I had dropped Crabbe and Goyle off at the cafeteria and hadn't eaten. They hadn't come and found me and even boredom couldn't make me seek them out. So I made my way around the Hogwarts grounds, trying to find someone to torture or annoy.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I stopped in my tracks. I noticed two people standing in front of the lake. Deciding it was best I was no seen, I quickly his behind a tree. That voice sounded familiar…

"Harry there is something I haven't told you about me and Sirius." My eyes shot up. Potter, and Professor Lupin? And wait, are they talking about Sirius Black?

"You two are together" I gasped, then scolded myself. Lupin chuckled, as I let out thr breath I was holding.

"Were we that obvious?"

"Oh god yes." There was an uncomfortable silence for a long time. I stared at them processing that information. My DADA teacher was gay, and 'dating' the famous murderer Sirius Black. I pinched my self. Damn, I was awake.

"Moony I have to tell you something too."

"What is it Harry?" I leaned closer so I could hear. I heard Potter let out a long sigh.

"Moony…. Well…I think that…" I smiled deviously waiting for him to say it. Maybe I could blackmail him. Ha ha!

"Moony, I'm gay" There was along pause. I stood there with my jaw hanging open and before I noticed I was leaning forward and boom, I tripped over a tree root and was on the ground in their sight. Harry jumped, and his eyes grew large.

"M-Malfoy?" I stood and did what most people in that situation would have done. I ran for my life. I ran for forever, until I found my self halfway up the astronomy tower. I stopped, looked around ,and sighed. Then I leaned against the wall. Okay, why the hell was I running? I was Draco Malfoy; I don't run from anyone. I should have stayed and laughed at him, or something. Yet I ran…What would my father….Then I heard it, that voice.

"Malfoy? Are you up here?" Shit, he followed me. That bastard. I started to continue to run, when realization hit. Only going up would lead me to a dead end with an open window for my self to be pushed out, and I'm still not entirely sure why the hell I am running. So I stopped, and waited for the inevitable. And I didn't have to wait for long.

"Malfoy" I nodded.

"What Potter?" I noticed that he was looking at the floor, and not looking at me.

"Well, I guess you know my secret." I smirked. Oh yeah, here come the death threats. I loved it. We would yell, scream, and fight. Then I would tell everyone and they would all turn on the Boy-Who-Lived. It was truly a great day for Draco Malfoy.

"Yes Potter, I heard. Well what do you know; the great Harry Potter has a weakness... Who would have thought?" Then I noticed that he was smiling. It wasn't a 'I love life' smile it was more of ' I've gone crazy' smile. Man was I pissed. He was just staring at me with that huge smile on his face. Damn him. Damn him to hell.

"Okay then." He placed himself beneath the cloak and was gone from my sight. And invisibility cloak. How cute. I waited a couple of seconds, then I walked over and waved my arms around in the air where he was. He was gone. I leaned against the wall and sighed.

Shit. I want to tell everyone about it. Tell the world of the Great Potter's weakness. Let him live in shame. But... for some reason that idea didn't seem too appealing at the moment. That's when I got worried. I should be having a joygasam right now, not feeling bad because I heard it.

Then it hit me. All the other times when I pissed Potter off it was because he was always…. Well…got pissed off. I did it to make him mad. And now he wasn't…he wasn't even upset. He just looked like it was nothing, like he didn't care if I told or not. So there was no thrill to me at all.

He probably had figured it out, which is why he was doing this. But you know what…It was working. I sighed. Then I jerked my head up. I was being so stupid. I'm going to tell everyone I know tomorrow morning at breakfast. I smirked and continued down the steps.

Who was I kidding?

Ah, breakfast. I sat down in my seat and smiled. This is the day I ruined Harry Potter's life. All of Slytherin was crowded around me. I could tell them about the Boy-Who-Lived and they would all believe me. Then I made the biggest mistake ever. I looked over Potter's table to see him looking down at the table, just picking at his food. Then I saw Potter's little friends, Mudblood and Weasel. They were too busy being all of each other to notice Harry. They would every so often talk to him and he would give them a fake smile and act like nothing was wrong.

It was sickening. How could they say they were his friends, and then not even notice how depressed he was. I bet they didn't even know he was gay. That would mean that only Lupin and me know. I think…

Maybe he has a boyfriend? Who would it be? I really don't know anyone who is gay, except for Blaise Zaboni. I looked down the table as he and Pansy Parkinson were in deep discussion. Then I noticed it, every couple of minutes Blaise would look over at Potter. It wasn't a look of pure hatred, but of caring and loving. How could anyone not notice?

Shit. I've known, Blaise, since we were little kids, and he is a psycho. If I tell everyone about Potter and it turns out they are dating. He will do something stupid that will embarrass the whole Slytherin group. I mean, damn, it was embarrassing enough when he announced he was gay. He stood right up on this frickin table, told everybody to be quiet and yelled "I am Gay!". We really did not need him announcing he was in love with Harry Potter. That would ruin any respect we had.

Then I would have to kill Blaise, slowly, messily, and painfully. And in truth Zaboni wasn't that bad.

Sometimes. Suddenly a hand was waving in front of my face. I looked up to see that the hand belonged to Crabbe.

"Draco, are you okay?" I blinked. Again. Then I quickly made my decision. Without saying a word I walked over to the Gryffindor table, with what I know must have been one hundred stares on my back. I placed my hand on the table beside Potter, and smiled when he jerked up.

"You win this time Potter" I stood up and started to walk away and as an after thought I added, "You two get a room", and pointed at Weasel and Mudblood. Then I left the Great hall, with many more stares on my back. I made it back to the common room and sat down on my bed beside all of my books. Was that the right decision? Then I laughed.

I'm a Malfoy; of course it was right.

God I really was a prick back then. I still am when I want to be. Someone knocked on the door. I looked up and there was Dobby. I smiled and motioned for him to come in. He had brought me something to drink.

"Thank You Dobby" I whispered as I took the…well I didn't really know what it was. I looked at him,

"What kind of wine is this?" He giggled.

"That is not wine Draco sir, Harry Potter told Dobby to give you this, sir. Harry Potter said it was pop, sir."

"Does it have alcohol in it" He shrugged.

"Harry Potter not tell Dobby, sir" Damn. I took another sip, then shrugged. It was good, but definitely no alcohol in it. Stupid Harry. I read the side of it, "Dr.Pepper". Definitely a muggle thing…Oh well.

"Well Dobby you better run back to help all the house-elves okay." Dobby waved and was gone. He and all the other house-elf were guarding the outside of the castle so that no stray death eaters could find their way in. Those things had some powerful magic when they wanted to. I was just glad they were on our side.

KL: Well that's it for Chapter 1. Please leave a review!

Young Draco: Or else!

KL: 0.0. Draco, be nice to the reviewers we want reviews not flames. Although flames are fun to laugh at.

Old Draco: This pop... It is amazing! Is chugging a 24-case of Dr.Pepper, two cans at a time

KL: Truly scary…Oh well. Bye Bye!