A/N Just so you know, I am a novice writer and this is my first fanfiction.
With that out of the way, enjoy the prologue!
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D.A.M.
A young boy with slicked-back blond hair was at Madam Malkin's one day getting measured for robes when he started at Hogwarts in September, a magical school for wizards and witches alike. To say he was bored, would be an understatement. The boy was more excited to finally receive his own wand that he could use at Hogwarts than standing around in a robe shop. His thoughts were soon interrupted by the small clink of the bell on the opening door. He glanced over to find a small raven haired boy with tattered glasses that had seen better days. The raven haired boy shuffled over to the small stool next to the blond waiting for Madam Malkin to finish with himself.
The blond was curious about the raven haired since he looked younger than himself. He offered his hand to the smaller boy and said "Draco Malfoy and you would be…"
The small boy shifted under Draco's gaze but soon shook his hand and said in a quiet voice " Harry, my name is Harry."
Draco nodded in thought, " You'll be off to Hogwarts like me I suppose?" He asked.
Harry gave a jerky nod and said "Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."
"What house do you think you'll be in. I'll be in Slytherin like my family I suspect." Draco asked.
"House?" Harry queried carefully.
"Oh, are you muggleborn then?" Draco asked.
"No, I'm a half-blood but I grew up with ..um… muggles," Harry responded, clearly unfamiliar with the term muggle.
"Oh, so basically there are 4 houses at Hogwarts. The people in your house are the people you have classes with, eat, sleep and spend time within your specific common room. Each house has different traits which people in the house may possess or strive to be. Ravenclaws are the smart ones, Hufflepuffs are the kind ones, Gryffindor.." Draco paused, trying to find a less insulting word for big-headed jerks. ".. the brave ones and Slytherin are the cunning ones." He finished, pride of his house shining through in his voice.
"I.. guess I'll wait and see," Harry replied, slightly unsure of himself.
"Well, I should go and meet my mother outside now", Draco said, "I look forward to our next meeting."
Draco noted the gleam in the boy's eyes dulled as he left.
One thing was for sure, he wanted to get to know Harry at Hogwarts. He had been told what to do his whole life. It was time to start making his own decisions as his mother suggested. He was now looking forward to the train ride to go talk to the raven haired boy once more.
TBC
