Silver Dagger:

Chapter 3

After 15 minutes of walking, Harry found himself standing outside an old Victorian-style house which he assumed was Leahs'. When he walked up to the front door he could hear the steady pulse of a bass guitar through it. Taking a deep breath, Harry knocked on the front door. Not even ten seconds later, a girl with long black hair opened the door. She was about 5'9 with her black hair pulled up in two long pigtails, her naturally red eyes lined heavily with black eyeliner. She was dressed in a short, black tulle skirt and a strapped black top with velvet rose desgins.

Harry smiled, though his ears were being assaulted with very loud music. "Hey, Leah"

"Harry, I'm so glad you could make it! You look great!" Leah yelled over the loud music. "Well what are you waiting for come on in! I've got some very cute boys that are waiting to meet you." With that she grabbed a furiously blushing Harry and lead him into the heart of the party.

The whole downstairs had been formed into a club of sorts. There was a dance floor on one side of the room, complete with DJ. In one corner there was a small bar area where some people who he didn't recognize were doing shots, and the room was lit with a large network of lights. A song he faintly recognized was booming through the DJs' speakers. People everywhere were decked out the same as Harry and Leah, with different assortments of corsets , fishnet , jeans, expansive skirts and t-shirts.

As Harry was being dragged by Leah, he looked around the party to see if he knew anyone. There were a few people he recognized from Hogwarts but not that many. Most of the party goers seemed to be muggles, which for Harry was one of the best things. This way mostly anyone he didn't recoginize was muggle and they wouldn't recognize him from the Daily Prophet.

When Leah finally arrived with Harry at her target spot she smiled at two guys before her. One was a couple inches taller than Harry, with purple hair that went to the tops of his ears and the same red eyes that Leah had. He wore a pair of black jean shorts and a black bondage shirt that said "Made In Hell" on it. The other was maybe an inch taller than Harry with short, spiky dark red hair and crystal blue eyes. He wore a pair of well-fitting dark blue jeans and a black fishnet shirt.

"Harry, I want you to meet my twin brother Devan" Leah gestured to the boy with purple hair who gave Harry a small wave " And this is.."

" I'm Kay." The boy with dark red hair interrupted with a grin.

"Cool to meet you. I'm Harry." Harry smiled politely at the two boys.

Devan gazed cooly at Harry, " Harry Potter, right?"

"Yeah." He replied, his smile fading.

" Must suck.The fame and all." Kay stated non-chalantly.

" It does." Harry muttered.

Devan suddenly broke out in a grin and walked over to Harry, putting his arm around his shoulders. " Well you don't have to worry about us. We don't care about your status. To us, your Harry and so far all we know about you is that you have an awesome choice in friends."

They all laughed at this statement, even Harry who had come to believe this would be one party he wouldn't soon forget.

Staring out the window of his room at Malfoy Manor, Draco watched as his beautiful personal raven flew off in the direction of Number 4 Privet Drive. Though the Malfoys' owned a numerous amount of birds, this raven had been Dracos' since it was small and was always kept at Malfoy Manor for safe keeping. While at Hogwarts he used an owl to keep up his appearences , but he always loved coming home to his raven, Isis.

It was about 5pm and Draco watched the blood orange sky after his raven had flown from sight. He had spent all day struggling with himself about Potter and the letter. He had finally come to a decision. He had sent the letter ,which question what had been happening and if his dream or vision had been true. The letter had been written on plain parchment in plain black and a spell had been put on Isis to make sure she couldn't be traced back to him. Not wanting Potter to know his identity, Draco had signed the letter a simply 'B' , which stood for his mothers' maiden name 'Black'.He sighed, wondering if the black haired boy would even bother replying.

His thoughts suddenly turned darker as he thought of Granger and the Weasel. If this type of abuse had been going on every summer then why hadn't those two known about it? And if they did know about it, why hadn't they done anything about it? Draco scoffed, blind fools probably couldn't see past the Golden Boy facade to notice. Though as he thought about it now, neither had he. He always thought that Potters' life was perfect, well not absolutley perfect considering his parents had been killed, but pretty damned close to it. Who woudln't want that kind of publicity and fame? Depsite his clothing, Draco was sure that Potter was at least somewhat wealthy as well. With the new brooms, textbooks, and robes he had.

This was enough. Draco was sick of his thoughts being pre-occupied by that bloody Gryffindor. He stalked silently over to ther side of his expansive room and grabbed a half empty bottle of firewhiskey from his school trunk.

For the next few hours, Draco nursed the bottle of firewhiskey , thankful that it muddled his mind for now, and silently drifted off into a drunken sleep.

As the party got into full swing, Harry was lost in a blur of dancing, talking with his new found friends, and just having a good time in general. For the first time this summer, he felt free of the guilt and pain that was an aftermath of Sirius' death.

He found out that Devan and Kay would also be attending Hogwarts this year, which pleased him to no end. They were all in his year but he doubted that the three of them would be sorted into Gryffindor. Throughout the party a variety of muggle music played, most of which Harry found to his liking. There one band in particular that he couldn't get enough of.

"Leah, who's this band?" Harry asked as they hung out by the bar, watching Kay and Devan having a contest about who could down more shots of firewhiskey.

"Jack Off Jill! I got a demo cd from a friend of theirs. Why, you like them?" She replied.

"Yeah. You think you can make me a copy of the demo?" Harry added hopefully. He didn't own a Walkman but he'd go out to buy one tomorrow.

Leah grinned at her friend. "Sure thing. I'll have my dad replicate it for you."

Harry grinned back and the two laughed as Devan got up woozily and sat back down quickly, almost falling from his stool.
Hours later Harry apparated back to his small attic room. He stumbled to his bed, partly because of exahustion and partly because of the drinking contest he had had with Kay when Devan have forfited. His troubles forgotten, Harry fell into a deep sleep, forgetting that he had come home almost two hours late which Dudley surely had noticed.

A solemn looking raven sat perched on Harry's window sill with a letter attached to her leg. She watched as the dark haired boy fell into sleep. The raven moved to the roof of the house and nestled in for the rest of the night. Waiting until the dawn hours to deliver her message.

A/N: I hope I made it more clear in this chapter that Harry and Leah are only friends. They didn't go out on a date. Leah just invited Harry to her house-warming party and she does know he's gay.

I'm sorry for the long wait but I've been dealing with alot of stuff lately. I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up but it will include the contents of Dracos' letter. Reviews are always motivation for me .