AN: Yes, the impossible - I'm updating My Guardian. For that you must thank my friend Yana5, who helped me with this and gave me ideas to write it. I don't really know if there is anyone that looks forward to this again, but Yana5 was asking for this to be put up and inspired me endlessly.

For summary, the disclaimer and the warnings, look at Chapter I.

Dedication: Yana5, who I will forever be grateful for helping me with this, this chapter is for you girl! Because of your incessant bothering of me, and your patience with me writing it like.. forever! I don't think I would've had the patience you did, so this is all for you!

Without further ado, I present to you...

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Chapter II - First Day of School And An Enemy.

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Draco yawned and opened his eyes, listening for any shuffling or muttering, but when he heard none he smiled and sat up, stretching out his wings that had left his body during the night and moaned when he heard the crack in his muscles, he loved that feeling.

He got out of bed, hearing the snores of Ron and Neville, got his robes from his trunk and collected his toiletries.

He entered the showers and, after putting his clothes of the rack, stripped himself from his boxers and turned to the furthest shower stall.

He put the water temperature to his liking and stepped in after he was satisfied.

While he lathered his hair with shampoo he remembered the dream he had just woken from, and smiled softly. The dream had involved Harry, but they hadn't done anything sexual, in fact, it had been one of the most sweetest, most innocent and most rememberable dreams he had ever had the pleasure of having...

Dream Scene

Draco opened his eyes and looked down when he felt weight on his chest.

What he saw made him smile lovingly, the emerald orbs smiling back at him as lovingly as his own.

Draco stroked the cheek of the one he loved with all his heart, body and soul with gentle care, loving how Harry blushed, smiling shyly and leaned into his hand, looking into Draco's eyes, seeing everything that he needed to know, and he leaned up, giving Draco a sweet and shy kiss to witch the blonde responded with a slight smile on his lips.

They shared those kisses for a while more and then Harry shifted from Draco's lap, turning around and cuddling between Draco's thighs, leaning his back against Draco's chest, sighing contently at the warmth radiating from Draco, and looked into the fire that Draco only now noticed.

His smile widened slightly and he wrapped his strong arms around Harry's waist, nuzzling Harry's neck and placing a slight kiss there.

He also looked into the fire.

Harry stared humming a familiar song, a song of the Angels and Draco wondered how he knew of the song, but didn't bother with it, thinking that nothing could happen, this was just a dream.

He started to nod off to the sweet voice of his beloved, to the warmth he felt from Harry and the soft cracking of the warm fire.

Everything was perfect here...

End of Dream Scene

That was when Draco woke up.

Now he was pulled from his musings and he noticed he had been staring at the stall's wall next to his with a goofy smile on his face, and he shook his head to clear it form the dream and put it into the back of his mind to remember for a long time.

He started to wash his body and unconsciously he started to hum the song that Harry had sang for him in the dream, the Angels' Forbidden song, that was not to be heard by mortal ears. He knew that, but as everyone was still asleep, he knew no reason not to sign it, not knowing that he was not alone in the bathroom...

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Harry woke to the sound of the water running in the showers and wondered who would be up this early in the morning, but when he looked to his left where Draco's bed was, he got his answer as he saw an empty bed.

He decided to get up also and, collecting his clothes for the day and the toiletries, he got to the showers.

What he heard when reaching the showers, his breath hitched. He was hearing the most beautiful melody ever made to be heard by mortal ears and he knew that it was Draco's voice.

Harry didn't hear the sound of running water anymore, he only heard the voice, knowing that when he interrupted or made a noise it would stop. And Harry didn't want it to end, ever.

But soon it did and Harry snapped back to reality, and thanked the heavens that the water was still running giving him the time to leave and he rushed back to bed without a second thought.

When he saw Draco coming ten minutes later, with clothes on and towel-drying his hair, Harry quickly closed his eyes, and pretending to sleep, evening his breathing.

Draco did some quiet shuffling around, and when Harry found it safe, he pretended to stir and stretch his arms out, yawning.

He heard a low chuckle that sent shivers down his spine and opened one eye slightly, asking, "Wha's so funny?" in a sleepy voice.

"Oh, nothing, just that you're cute when you stretch," he said with a small smile, making Harry blush.

"Umm... thanks. I think I should better go and take a shower, would you mind trying to wake the others up?"

"Well, I'll try, but with all the snoring they're making I don't think it's gonna work,"

Cheeky grin, "Well, you'll never know when you don't try don'cha?" and Harry left for the showers.

Draco smiled and then turned towards the other beds with a gloom look on his face.

Harry, who was washing his hair, heard the tell tail screams of his friends being awoken by some thing or other, mainly named Draco Malfoy.

'Hmm, wonder what technique's Draco used that would provoke them to wake up so fast... I'll have to ask later..' he thought with a grin.

Much later

Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter and company were walking towards the Great Hall, talking amongst them selves, and not noticing that Draco was looking around with a suspicious look in his eyes, as if there is something or someone that anyone else cannot see, but Draco soon shrugged it off, thinking it's just his overprotective mind.

No one noticed the dark eyes that had been looking at a certain oblivious messy haired boy that had been talking to Ron about Quiddich.

When they entered the Great Hall, many a head was turned their way to see the, by now, famous angel that has graced their school and many a whisper and lustful glance was thrown, making Harry growl silently to himself, which earned him an amused, but loving glance from Draco, who was walking next to him and ignoring the glances thrown at him, only having eyes on Harry.

Harry, as if sensing the look on him, glanced at Draco, who quickly lost his loving emotion in his eyes, leaving only amusement, making Harry blush and look away.

Draco mentally chuckled on how adorable Harry looked, and turned away from him, continuing of his way towards the Griffindor table, noticing that everyone was already seated and only he and Harry were the ones still standing up on the small group of friends they left the common room with.

When they finally finished eating, they noticed that McGonnagal was walking towards the table with a sack of parchments in her hands, and ordered the prefects to give one to each of the students.

Draco took his, and noticed that the paper included the lessons he was to have, and with which house and what books to take and how long the lessons lasted, ect.

When he looked over Harry's shoulder, silently taking in the sweet scent of green apples, and noticed that he had the same lessons as Harry, on the same times.

"Well, it seems that we have most of the same lessons, that's good," he commented.

Harry nodded, "Yeah, and we have to go if we want to be on time for Herbology. Don't worry though, it's nothing difficult... usually at least it isn't... sometimes Sprout brings plants that are so gruesome that you don't even want to touch them, let alone work on them, but that's only sometimes."

They rose, noting that some others were rising from the other houses, as well as form their own.

When the class started, Draco had this strange feeling inside of him, like they were being watched, but when he looked around, he saw that nobody was looking at them, but paying attention to professor Sprout, who by now had taken out a strange plant that was exactly like a rose, but was screaming, and rather loudly, and passed them to each of the students.

Draco shook the strange feeling off, and paid attention to the now eye-sprouting plant in front of him with wide eyes, and listened to the instructions of their teacher for the next half an hour, until...

Until there was a tap on his shoulder, making him turn his attention from the plant, now known as Living Rose, and turned his head to his left where the tap was from, and came to contact with dark, almost black cold eyes,

"Yes?" he drawled out, not liking this boy at all for some reason.

The eyes narrowed slightly, and the black haired boy answered,

"I was wondering if I could join here with you and Harry. I have finished with my plant, and I asked Sprout if I can join to teach you and your friend over there as you two seem to have problems with your plants," as he said that he looked over at Harry with what could only be a lustful glance, and Draco growled mentally, outwardly he said with an iciness that is not heard very often from his lips,

"Indeed? Well then, please, join us would you?"

The boy glared at him, and positioned himself in between Draco and Harry, giving a wink and a charming smile, to which Harry gave one of his own, oblivious to the charm and just being polite.

The boy shoved out his hand and introduced himself to Harry,

"Hello there, my name is Blaise Zabini. You must be Harry Potter am I correct?"

Harry smiled and nodded, before turning back towards his plant that was now starting to wake up again, and resumed massaging it's soft thorns again.

The boy, Blaise, didn't do anything for the rest of the lesson but stare at and oblivious Harry working, making Draco feel like he was going to attack the boy and break his neck... or maybe torture him a little...

He looked as Blaise and Harry talked when they were walking into their next lesson, which was Charms, 'At least we don't have that with the Slytherins...'

Surely, when they reached the Charms classroom, Blaise said good-bye to Harry, and nodded to Draco, and watching his reaction when he leaned in and kissed Harry on the cheek, making Harry blush and Draco fume with anger and glare at Blaise as the boy smirked and left the other way, and pushed past Draco, whispering one word that made Draco's blood boil even more, "Sucker," and then he was gone, leaving alone a fuming Draco and a dreamy-eyed Harry.

Finally Harry got back from his day dream to notice that Draco was glaring fiercely at the door in front of them, so he decided that something should be said to break the tension that was between them.

"Draco? You wanna go into the classroom now?"

Draco's eyes snapped to his and the glare seemed to be gone the second Harry looked into the silver eyes, now filled with familiar warmth that Harry had never before seen in anyone else's but Draco from the very first time they talked.

"Sure Harry, lets get in there," with a smile on his face, he opened the door and let Harry go in first, then followed behind, leaving the door open because he saw some Ravenclaw running towards the door as well.

They sat down beside each other and looked around, noticing that they were one of the first one's to arrive, but professor Flitwick was already in the classroom, grading some essays on the pile of books on his table.

Five minutes later the bell rang and the students who were waiting outside, catching the last bit of freedom from classrooms, rushed in and took their respective seats.

The small professor looked up at the shuffling and smiled, starting the class.

The rest of the day passed much the same and with only a few glances of Blaise during the breaks in the hallway, him fortunately never noticing them in the buzzing hallways, and soon it was time for dinner.

Harry and Draco sat down at the Griffindor table next to Harry's friends and started talking about their day and asking questions from Draco about how he liked his first day at Hogwarts.

Dinner passed like that rather uneventfully, until they were all leaving the Hall that Draco felt that he would rather be back at home, just watching the messy-haired and emerald eyed boy from the Magical Mirror in his room, not being actually here to witness what was happening.

There, there came the boy he felt that he hated from the moment he laid his eyes on Harry, Blaise Zabini, the worst man to ever walk on earth to him.

Blaise winked at Draco challengingly and then turned towards Harry, delicately wrapping his arm around Harry's waist and pecking him once again on the already flushed cheek, making it redden more.

"Hey Harry. I was just wondering if you'd like to come for a walk with me, just around the lake?"

Harry blushed, once more, and looked towards Draco, but didn't notice him because he was scowling at Blaise, and frowned.

'What's wrong with Draco? It's like he's... jealous? Naw, he could never like me like that. He's just wanting to spend some time with me. But what about Blaise? Should I just say I can't? I mean, I don't want to lose Draco, even if he never would be anything else but a friend... yes, that's just what I'll do.'

Having made up his mind, he nodded mentally and turned back towards Blaise who was looking at him with a question in his dark eyes.

"I'm sorry Blaise, but I've a lot of homework to do tonight and I don't think I could spare any moment of my time studying. Maybe some other day?"

Blaise looked a little put off, but then he nodded and pecked him on the cheek again, and said,

"Well, I do hope that you'll find time soon, I'd like to talk to you someday. See you later then! You too Draco!"

With that he turned around and walked briskly towards the dungeons, not looking back to see Draco glaring at him still, but feeling it on the back of his neck, and he shivered slightly.

When Blaise was out of sight Draco turned towards Harry.

"Why didn't you go with him? We don't have so much homework you couldn't spare a moment to walk around the lake. Not that I mind though, I really don't like Blaise."

"Well, I just wanted to spend some time with you if you wouldn't mind, just to get to know you more and ask a few questions I have wanted to ask you for a while. You wanna go to the Common Room?"

Draco nodded and they walked towards the Griffindor Tower in a slow pace.

They immediately turned towards the dorms and were relieved that it was empty.

They changed into their pajamas and took out their books, both laying down on Harry's bed to study while Harry would ask the questions in his mind.

AN: Well, that took me a while... I'm so afraid of what my mum's gonna say about my grades... at least she's not one to hold a grudge for more than a day or two, but still...

Yay! The semester finally ended! And I'm finally writing this! It was like... the first fic that I wrote, ever! And then I began writing the other stories and I got lazy and never wrote anything..

Then came such a friend called Jemma (Yana5) and she got me off my ass and got me writing this again. I think I can call her my beta as well, as she betaed my new story called 'Nothing Stops Our Love', it's a story with the pairing Remus/Sirius, and well, I like the plot of it very much :)

Anyways, I have to go, I'd love to ramble on and all, but it's been long enough and it's late here.

Love you all!

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PS – Merry Christmas and have a happy New Year! If I find the time, I'll maybe write a one-shot for Christmas :D