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Draco entered the Great Hall the next morning and made his way over to sit with his fellow Hufflepuffs. He sat there eating, his heart warming as Harry made a Beeline for him when he entered the Great Hall, ploppin' himself down next to Draco. The whole Hall stared at them and eventually lost interest when all that happened was that Harry started eating. With all the attention finally off him again Harry launched his interrogation.

¨ What were you doing in Dumbledore's office? How was Hufflepuff? Do you know when we get our schedules? Did you sleep well last night? Why were you in Dumbledore's office?¨ Draco laughed as Harry ran out of breath to ask him anymore questions, but he spoke before Harry could ask anymore.

¨Yes, I slept as well as I could.¨ Draco answered with a small smile. Draco looked at Draco expectantly waiting for the rest of his answers. Draco was touched by Harry´s concern.

¨I was called to Dumbledore's office because he wanted to talk to me about my ´condition´. He told me that I couldn't stay in Hufflepuff dorms...¨

¨What!¨ Harry squaked in outrage gaining the attention of nearby Hufflepuffs. Embarrassed, Harry lowered his voice. ¨He can't do that. Why?¨

¨He said the entrance to Hufflepuff was not wheelchair friendly. It's fine Harry.¨ In truth. Draco really was glad that he had his own room, it would make his life a little easier having some privacy, especially with the stretches.

"Now I think you should tell me why you were in Dumbledore's office."

Harry groaned and launched into his frustrating explanation. "Dumbledore told me that my sorting was a mistake and told me that I am now in Gryffindor, but I don't want to be a Gryffindor. I am a Slytherin."

Draco listened and responded, "The sorting Hat is never wrong. Perhaps I'll right my parents about it."

"You would do that, and they would do something?" Harry said touched. "I wouldn't want to be a burden, I mean I don't even know them and…"

"It's fine." said Draco smiling. "My parents actually need to talk to Dumbledore about several things.

Harry nodded and the boys went back to eating and talking about whatever eleven year olds talk about. The schedules were passed out and the boys were excited to see that they had many classes together, though they didn't have the their first class together. Slytherins and Hufflepuffs usually had classes together because there was less rivalry between the houses. The boys parted, planning to eat together again at lunch..

Draco's POV

Harry left as Draco finished his breakfast, hIs first class was transfiguration. 'Thank goodness the back of my schedule has a map' Draco thought. Draco's eyes roamed the map until he found the transfiguration classroom located on the ground floor. 'Well, that should be easy'.

And it was, at least until he wheeled up to the door of his classroom. The class was on the ground floor, but there were still three steps up into the room. Draco sat like a dolt with no wheelchair ramp in sight. Everywhere else in the magical world he had gone had spells on their stairs to turn into a ramp when a wheelchair came near. Wheelchairs were uncommon in the magical world, but he had hopped that Hogwarts had the same accessibility that public areas had.

He rolled himself right up right up to the step, hoping something would happen. Draco waited a moment, quickly becoming more distressed when the stairs in front of his began to creak and groan, fighting centuries of rest. As if fighting something the stairs slowly moved into a ramp. Draco wheeled himself up quickly. This was not the time to push his luck. The second he was on level ground again the stairs popped back into place.

Draco let out a sigh of relief. Hopefully for the rest of the year the stairs would continue to be in his favor. Draco continued to the classroom and...great. The class was all bench seating, meaning he would have to do a wheelchair transfer. He was well versed in doing one by himself, but he didn't really want to have to do one on the first day. Draco got started, he might as well get it done before many more came in.

Draco began the difficult process of transferring himself from one chair to the other. It wasn't long before the class was full, or at least nearly full. The space next to draco was empty. Draco had this class with the Gryffindors. His fellow Hufflepuffs knew nothing about him and the Gryffindors were already grouped together, despite barely knowing each other.

Professor McGonagall strode in and introduced herself. She continued to stress the importance of the rules and explain some of the things of Hogwarts such as the grading system. After her spiel they were told to take out their "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" and to begin reading the introduction that Draco had already read. Draco sighed an immersed himself in transfiguration theory.

Class had already been going for half an hour when Ronald Weasley stumbled in. There was only one open seat… right next to Draco. Draco grumbled when he realized last thing he wanted was to sit next to Weasly the entire year. McGonagall chastised Weasley and sent him over to Draco. Ron was glaring at Draco, [probably because he had laughed at his ridiculous excuses. The transfiguration room was not that hard to find.

Weasley sat on the edge of the bench, as far away from Draco as he could manage. They continued on reading until Draco felt a sharp pain in his foot that radiated an ache across his entire body. Draco started spasming and fell off the bench to the horrified looks of the rest of the class.

'Oh shit not again.' draco thought before his vision and mind faded off.