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Change in Life, Change in Heart

Chapter 1

Heart racing.

Head pounding from the screaming.

Heart racing now

Hot Water Music "A Flight and A Crash"

It's funny, Draco thought as he was laying in his bed while the sun was shining in creating beams of light, that Muggles aren't actually that bad. Granted all he really knew about them was what was ingrained in his head from the time he was a child. They seemed oblivious to the fact there were wizards out there, not out to destroy the wizarding world and not seeming to want to persecute people they thought were wizards. Hell, half the teens in this area looked like they could be vampires, with their pale white skin, black lips and black almost Victorian-esque dresses and coats.

He had been informed by Ren, the girl that runs the punk clothing store below his flat, that these people are called Goths and are not in fact vampires. She seemed pretty cool for a Muggle even if she looked at him weird when he asked if they were vampires. It had been raining heavily for two days straight, thus putting his shopping trip on hold. The furthest he got on his initial shopping trip was just to the store below him where he met Ren. It wasn't a complete loss, he found some tight fitted black jeans with silver studs on the back pockets and some t-shirts with cool graphics on the front.

Draco slowly stretched, getting ready to enjoy the sunny day and explore the other shops in Camden. Getting dressed, he was still surprised how comfortable the Muggle clothes were and how good he looked in them. Well, there is at least one thing they can do well he mused to himself, giving one last glance in the mirror before fixing his hair and walking out the door of his flat, making his way down the stairs to the shop below.

"All right, Drake?" Ren asked as Draco walked through the door and into the back of the store.

"It's O" Draco countered in exasperation.

"Okay, all right, O?" Ren replied with a cheeky smile. There was something about Ren that Draco liked and that made her easy to get along with. "Hey Drake-OH," she said adding a little too much emphasis on the last syllable of his name. "A bunch of us are going to The Worlds End for drinks later. Want to join us?"

"I'll think about it," Draco replied looking away, unsure whether it would be a good idea to go out.

"Oh come on! It's not gonna be a bender and not all of us are planning to get completely arseholed." Ren looked over at the guy behind the counter rolling her eyes.

Draco debated with himself, human contact and fun times sounded ace and it sounded like just what he needed, but there was a reason he rented the flat in Muggle London. He was running and hiding. He didn't want to be out too much, because he didn't want to take the chance of being spotted. "We'll see... What time?"

"Brill!" Ren exclaimed. "We are heading there after close. See you there!"

"Maybe" Draco replied. "Okay, see you later!"

Draco took in the sights, sounds and smells of Camden as he walked outside. Walking down the street towards the big market area that had many booths and stores with clothing and accessories, he found himself drawn towards a sound he'd never really heard before. It was a voice singing, and nothing like the music he knew. Nothing like the wizarding bands, and nothing like the classical and opera singers (like Luciano Pavaratti, and the Three Tenors, all of whom just happen to be wizards) that he grew up being exposed to. He found himself drawn toward the voice. The only thing he was focused on was the voice. "Back and forth we always go, following the light, Over these broken cobblestones I call my life, Tell me, who's to blame? And how many of you feel ashamed, to say you turned your back in style?" The voice made the words echo around in his head. As he got closer, the sight before him was just as beautiful and amazing as the voice itself.

Sitting at a weird looking flat piano, was a guy that couldn't be much older than himself. The emotion showing on his face as he sang matched the emotion in his voice. Draco stood there in a trance, taking the sight all in. From the black hair that was long in the middle and short on the sides (it reminded him of a horse's mane) and the bright, vivid green eyes, to the tight blue t-shirt with "music is my boyfriend" written on the front and loose semi baggy jeans. At that moment, he didn't care that this guy was a Muggle. Draco just knew he wanted to get to know him, and hoped that the saying on the shirt also indicated his sexual preference.

Draco knew he was gay by his third or fourth year. While all the other boys in his dorm talked and fantasized about girls, he started realizing he didn't have those same thoughts. He noticed he got aroused by other boys while in the dorm showers, or in the changing area for Quidditch games. Even though most at school thought he was some sort of sex god, those cleverly placed rumors were only around to take focus off the fact that Draco had yet to have sex. He couldn't have the truth about his preference to get out and back to his father… but now he was on the run and probably going to get captured and killed soon, he might as well have fun, right? He thought to himself as he was stirred out of his mussing by the stopping of the amazing voice.

Draco looked up and found the guy with his big emerald eyes looking back at him with a slight smile on his face. "Got any requests? Anything at all?" he asked with a wink in a voice that was almost at amazing as his singing voice.

"Requests?" Draco countered, caught off guard by the question.

"Yea, like songs you want to hear, or something you may want to do..."

"Oh, umm no thanks." Draco kicked himself for sounding so completely undignified. The singer looked disappointed but started playing the piano and singing again. Draco felt as if he screwed up, it was easy for him to flirt with people he didn't find attractive to get what he wanted, but when it comes to flirting with a guy he finds amazing, he messes it up completely. Draco took some money out of his wallet and dropped it in the box in front of him and walked away, deciding he was just going to keep his mind on the original plan of shopping.

He hadn't been at the market long and Draco had already spent quite a bit of money. He had found a really nice ring and necklace set with dragons and a black and silver belt which matched quite well. He figured if he was going to go out tonight he might as well look good and everyone knows accessories are the key. Draco was now at a store in the market looking at a light weight black and grey, plaid, short sleeve, button up shirt, not something he would normally wear, but he did like the feel and look of it when he tried it on. As he was walking toward the register to pay for the shirt he felt someone grab his shoulder. Instinctively he pulled out his wand and spun around. Even if he was caught, he wasn't going to go down without a fight.

But when Draco turned around he wasn't face to face with a Death Eater, he was face to face with the black haired boy with the amazing voice. "Umm.. Hi" he said looking at Draco and then my wand weirdly. "Why are you pointing a piece of wood at me?"

Fuck, Draco thought, how was he going to explain this to a Muggle. He figured he would keep answer simple and non specific. "Instinct."

"Instinct tells you to pull a piece of wood out to protect you? Well, I guess I am lucky it's not a gun." He replied with a glimmer in his eyes and a smile on his face.

"A gun?" Draco asked, confused not knowing what it was. "Never mind," he quickly replied, not wanting to seem even weirder.

"I'm Aiden, by the way, and you are?"

"Draco."

"Nice to meet you Draco, what is that thing anyway?" Aiden was eyeing Draco's wand with curiosity.

Draco struggled trying to think of how to explain it and what to say, so he blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "A giant's toothpick." Fuck, Draco thought again, kicking himself mentally for being like a Gryffindor and speaking before he thought. He was supposed to be calm and collected, not blurt things out that didn't make any sense.

"A giant's toothpick?" Aiden was laughing though shaking his head. "You're odd, you know that? But that's not a bad thing, just makes you a bit more unique. There's nothing better than a guy who is cute, unique and funny," he said, winking at Draco again. "Anyway, I just came to give this back to you," Aiden continued, holding out the money that Draco had left in the box.

"Why? Was the box not there to collect money?"

"Oh, it was, but this is way too much. I can't take 200 pound from you."

Is that really how much I put in? Draco mused to himself. "Keep it, you deserve it. Your voice is amazing and you play that piano thing really well. You're hot, your eyes are.."

Draco shut himself up to stop horrified he was rambling and saying way too much.

Aiden looked over at Draco with his head tilted. "My eyes are what?"

"Beautiful, your eyes are beautiful." Draco was completely mortified with himself, suddenly finding his shoes very fascinating.

Aiden put his arm around Draco. "Come on, let's at least go grab some tea, my treat since you tipped me so well."

Draco just nodded, not trusting himself to answer. He was melting under Aiden's touch. Aiden walked Draco over to a tea house where they ordered their tea and took it to their seats outside to talk. They chatted for a while, getting to know each other and during that chat was when Draco made a vow to himself that he would do whatever he could to gain more information about Muggle society and history. He would try to forget everything he was ever told about Muggles by his father. If all Muggles were this smart and funny than Draco would definitely consider joining the side of the Light to help protect them and the wizarding world.

Draco looked at his watch (another Muggle item he bought that he loved) and realized how much time had passed. He had to get ready to meet up with Ren and the rest of the crew from the store. Quite suddenly, a thought hit him and he decided to act on it. "Hey Aiden, if you are not doing anything tonight do you wanna join me and some friends at The Worlds End?"

Aiden smiled at him. "I would love that, let's go!"

Draco laughed to himself with the enthusiasm in Aiden's voice, and with that said they got up and started walking towards Draco's flat while they continued their conversation. Draco was enjoying the walk through Camden as it was getting dark with the buildings being backlit by the sunset with the juxtapose of neon sings from the stores. The city seemed even more colourful by night, than it was by day. As they approached Draco's flat, they saw Ren out the front smoking.

Smiling, Draco waved, crossing the street. They stood in front of the wall of the building and Draco made the introductions. It turned out that Aiden and Ren knew each other. Aiden used to be in a band with Ren's ex boyfriend. Draco stood listening to them catching up and taking in the sights of the people around. Camden was definitely an area that got busier at night with all the bars and clubs around.

Draco was deep in thought, thinking about the fact that so far in the Muggle world, he had truly been happy, especially when he wasn't thinking about the people who were out to get him. Here, he didn't have to wear a mask all the time. He didn't have people judging him based on his father, and based on his name. Here, he could be himself for once.

"Draco!" He heard his name being called out. "Draco, watch out!" He became more alert with that scream and turned seeing two lights coming toward him at an alarming speed. Standing there, Draco froze, just staring at the lights approaching him. He felt someone push him, not even giving him a chance to pull out his wand. Time seemed to slow down as he felt something hit his leg causing his body to fly up into the air. He felt his body slammed against the wall, felt pain starting to radiate from his leg, canceling out the pain that was coming from his head. He heard a loud long sound coming from the car as if someone was holding down one note on Aiden's piano.

Aiden! He thought. Draco tried to look around him but found his eyes couldn't focus on anything. His eyes were getting heavy and it was getting harder and harder to keep them open and handle the pain. He heard someone yelling to call for help. He heard screaming, not realizing that the screaming was coming from himself as he succumbed to the pain. As he stopped fighting to keep his eyes opened, everything went black...

A/N: Thanks to everyone who has read the prologue and signed up for story alerts! Now the real story begins! Thanks to my Betas. Will have a completed beta version up soon, just didnt want everyone to have to wait super long for the chapter. Will try to have the next chapter done in a week or so. (It's hard to write regualarly since have a full time job and run a small clothing company so don't always have a lot of time!) Thanks for being patient and I hope you liked this chapter. Questions? comments? Feel free to ask. If you don't want to rite a review, you can always send me a message here or email me at DracoAdored at yahoo dot com. Feedback is always appreciated!