A Differnt Kind of Hero

Disclaimer: Don't sue, it's all Jo's

Summary: At the beginning of 6th year, Harry and Draco form a truce, saying that they are no longer enemies. The whole Gryfindoor House has deserted Harry, including Ron and Hermione, so Draco is Harry's only friend. And to top it all off, Harry is holding a secret deep within himself that threatens to take over his life. Can Draco help Harry out in this life-altering situation?

My first fic, so please no flames! I'm sure you've all heard this before, but I'm gonna say it anyways: Please review!

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"Boy get down here!" sreamed Uncle Vernon.

Harry quickly came running down to see what his uncle wanted. WHACK! Harry had a throbbing pain in his neck.

"You're a freak and you should rot in hell with the rest of your kind," whispered a quiet voice.

WHACK! Harry now had a another throbbing pain, but this time in his head. He knew what was coming, so he pleaded, "Please no Uncle Vernon, I'll be better...just please, no."

Uncle Vernon laughed maliciously and grabbed Harry by his hair and dragged him up to the "master suite."

Harry woke with a start. He had sweat all over his body and was on the verge of a panic attack. The thin, frail boy looked around and remembered that he was going to Hogwarts today.

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'Have I got all my things? Got my trunk, wand, Hedwig, yep, I'm set.' Harry looked in the mirror, afraid of what he might see. Harry jumped, he looked nothing like himself. Scratches, bruises, you name it, Harry had it. He also was very soar and had immense pain shoot through him when he walked. 'Can't do anything about the walking, but I've got to cover up these marks. Don't want Ron and Hermione worrying...If they even care.' In fact, Ron and Hermione hardly wrote him at all the entire summer, which unsettled Harry.

'Can't worry about that now,' thought Harry. He walked out from Number 4 Pivet Drive, hoping that he would never have to live there again. Harry walked to the muggle bus station. He took the bus to King's Cross Train Station and hopped aboard the Hogwats Express. Harry looked for Ron and Hermione, but didn't see them. 'Strange, where are they?'

Harry walked down the isle and found the only compartment that was available was with the one and only, Draco Malfoy. harry mentally grouned, 'God help me, what a suckie day.' What was truly stange was that Malfoy didn't say anything when he walked in and sat down.

Finally, after they were halfway to Hogwarts, Draco asked, "So, where are the Weasel and Mudblood?"

Harry tried to detect a hint of meaness in his voice, but didn't find any. Apparently he was genuinally curious.

"I don't know."

"How do you not know?"

"I just...don't know. They're probably ignoring me."

'Aw fuck! What a perfect way to let Malfoy make fun of you. Dumb Harry, dumb! Why the fuck did I tell him that!' Harry mentally beated himself.

"I'm sorry."

"What?" Harry said, surprise evident in his voice.

"I said I'm sorry they're avoiding you."

Harry sat there for a minute, taking it all in. "Why in Merlin's name is Malfoy being nice to me?'

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Harry asked in a quiet voice.

"Look Harry, I'm tired of fighting with you. It's a waste of time and energy. Actually I want to be your friend. I've wanted that all along. My father disowned me this summer after I turned down the Dark Mark, and my father was the only reason I was so mean to you. I'm sorry for that. So I was hoping that you would give me another chance and call a truce with me."

"OK."

"What?" Now it was Draco's turn to be surprised.

"I said OK. It is a waste of time and energy. And anyways...at this point I need all the friends I can get."

Draco didn't miss the wave of sadness wash over Harry's face. 'Wonder what's wrong?' Draco silently vowed to help Harry with his problem, no matter how big or small. 'I owe him that.' Draco stuck out his hand and this time Harry shook it.

TBC

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