"Is that all you could think of to say? You stand there for 5 minutes just opening and closing your mouth like some scared fish and all you can do is state the obvious. I am actually ashamed of you.", Malfoy said haughtily.
Harry just stared at him. Judging by his personality I don't think that he is completely off his rocker, Harry thought to himself.
"What? Going to stare at me some more Potter? See something you like?" Malfoy did a little spin, smirking the whole time.
"No! Malfoy that is the most vile thing you have ever said to me I think." Harry said, his voice ripping with disgust. "Is there a reason why I am here?"
"Potter, I resent that many people think I am devastatingly hansom and yes there is a reason you are here." With that he pulled out a holded piece of parchment. The seal was broken.
"Did you read this?" Harry asked accusingly, as if he already know the answer.
"Yes."
"But this is addressed to me. Isn't that illegal in the wizarding world too?"
"Yes."
"Are you even going to try and defend yourself or make up some type of excuse?"
"I don't have to prove anything to you, Potter, just read your bloody letter."
Harry gave Malfoy one last glare before unfolding the letter. Dumbledore's curly handwriting covered the page:
Dear Mister Potter,
I regret to inform you that the Dursely's home is not safe anymore. You must not go back. Your uncle has been bribed by Lucious Malfoy to allow Death Eaters in to your home. Despite what you may think Draco Malfoy does not want to follow in his fathers footsteps and has been for sometime now an informant to the Light. Draco and you will be going into hiding for the remainder the summer. Draco's father has discovered where his son's loyalties lie, but htat is all I can tell you for it is not my story to tell. Voldemort is on the move and is even more persistent into getting you Harry. Trust Draco. You both have only each other for the last two months before returning to Hogwarts.
- Albus Dumbledore Head Master at Howarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry's head was spinning. He couldn't believe what had happened. He knew that the Dursleys didn't like him but he didn't know that they would allow him to get taken by Death Eaters for some amount of money and to top it all off he had to stay in hiding with Malfoy for 2 months. He wanted to kill himself.
"So, Potter, what'd you think? Surprised that your muggle family betrayed the great Harry Potter? Who'd of thought that the Golden Boy's relations hate him?" Malfoy taunted.
"Shut up, Malfoy, you have know idea what my home like is- was- like." Harry said, trying to control the sudden rage that went through him.
"Oh, you didn't get showered in praises and spoiled? What did they do that was so horrible? Send you to bed early? Oh, poor Harry Potter." Malfoy sneered and turned around walking to a chair that was on the other side of the room. Just before he reached the chair he heard Harry walking up behind him. He turned around to see Harry's fist flying towards his face. It connected with a sickening smack. Malfoy fall backwards onto his back, blood pouring out of Malfoy's broken nose.
"You have know idea what my home life was like." Harry said while standing over Malfoy, rubbing the knuckles on his fist. "No idea."