A/n another chapter up and running yay! Anyhow thanks for all the reviews!

Harry and Draco spent the rest of the day talking to each other and were surprised when their homework and a stack of notes for each of their classes were in a neat stack on the desk in their room.

Dear Harry and Draco,

I thought that you two would like your homework even through the inter house rivalry I brought it to you…See you around I suppose.

Hermione Granger

Harry shrugged pinning the note to a tack board to remember to send her a thank you.

"Maybe this Granger girl isn't that bad?" Draco said starting on his potions homework.

Harry smiled and began his transfiguration, "I'll do your Transfiguration if you do my potions." He said fixing Draco with his hard to resist puppy dog eyes.

Draco smiled, "Fine but only because you'll fail if I don't and then you'll get expelled, AND THEN," He emphasized greatly, "I'll have to find a way past your dad to see you."

Harry smirked, "You poor unfortunate soul." He laughed picking up a pencil.

Draco shrugged and began to work on the homework assigned to them.

"Harry! Harry! Harrumph!" Draco was yelling Harry's name trying to get him up when he was hit in the face with a large pillow. "What in the bloody hell was that for?"

Harry smiled sleepily, "For waking me up when I didn't want to be." He replied faltering a step and almost falling. "Any way I am supposed to see the headmaster today."

Draco pulled, "That old coot? Poor you." He said sympathetically, "I heard he drives people absolutely nuts."

Harry shrugged then turned to dig through a big pile of clothes on his side of the room.

"You know if you put your clothes in a drawer or wardrobe they would be much neater." A voice drawled from the doorway.

Harry and Draco's eyes snapped open with surprise as they turned to see none other then Lucius Malfoy.

"Good Morning Mr. Malfoy." Harry said bravely, "I'm Harry Potter." He held out a hand and Lucius shook it.

Lucius smiled at his son, "I like this boy Draco he is brave." He said. "Well anyway getting to business. You mother is sick Draco, I was wondering if you would like to get all your school stuff and be tutored at home until she is well again." Lucius looked at him expectantly.

Draco frowned looking over to Harry who had stopped mid step on the way to the bathroom. "I don't want to leave Harry behind dad; he's a great friend and doesn't really get along with anyone else."

Lucius glanced between the two boys and gave a small smile to Harry, "I will inform the headmaster of the situation."

"Draco I have to go I'll see you in class." Harry said wearing unwrinkled robes and some black shoes.

"Oh I forgot you had to go see Dumbles… Don't let him put you to sleep." Draco said blushing as his father gave him a particular look. "The headmaster dad." He said blushing.

"Oh," Lucius laughed, "Well Mr. Potter would you like some company on your walk?"

"Sure Mr. Malfoy." Harry said throwing his MCR backpack over his shoulder and then slipping on his shoes.

"You can call me Lucius, Harry." He said genuinely, "I think we better be off now."

Draco watched as his best friend and father left the room and he couldn't help the feeling deep in his stomach that something was going to go wrong, very, very wrong.

Draco had that nasty feeling in the pit of his stomach all the way through breakfast and through potions with his uncle.

"Mr. MALFOY!" Professor Snape yelled, "You just cut your finger open you daft boy did you not feel it?!" The greasy hair man rushed forward grabbing the knife. "Draco report to the infirmary now," Snape said clearing his potion, "Some of these ingredients can do weird things to the blood."

Draco nodded dumbly, 'What the heck is wrong with me today? I am great at potions I made this when I was two.' He grabbed his things and fled the room. On his way he met a very happy Harry and a smirking father.

"The headmaster said I could go because my parents have no control over me for as long as I'm participating in education." Harry said beaming.

Draco smiled, "When are we leaving?" He asked before remembering where he was going, "Oh I have to hurry." He added, "I got silver-wing blood in a cut on my finger and Sev is worried."

Lucius frowned, "Well we're leaving at the end of the day. So you boys get to go to the rest of your classes."

Draco and Harry nodded, "See you in flying class!" Harry shouted glancing at the wizarding watch that his mother had given him. He gave a final wave and ran as fast as the thin legs would allow him.

"Adorable boy, such a shame he has an ungrateful father that doesn't know his potential." Lucius snarled.

Draco looked alarmed but his father just ruffled his hair and pushed him towards his destination.

Lucius walked towards the old Slytherin hangout were he would be residing for the rest of his stay.

Harry ran out into the lawn to see a group of Slytherins and a group of Gryffindors lined up beside brooms, 'This will be cake.' He said to himself. He took a spot next to Ron and Hermione who gave him an astonished look before smiling in a warm greeting.

"Alright students, these brooms will only fly about five feet of the ground." Madam Hooch announced pacing down the rows. "Now hold your hand out over your broom and firmly say UP."

Harry smirked holding his hand up over the broom having it jump into his hand without a word.

Madam Hooch beamed, "Very good Mr. Potter 5 points to Slytherin for amazing handling."

Harry bowed his head to the teacher and she continued with her lesson, "Now mount your broom." She called everyone mounted the correct way except for that poor bloke Neville who mounted his backwards.

"Other way Neville," Harry shouted, "You ride a broom like that and you'll fall off in a second."

Neville flashed thumbs up as he flipped around to face the other way. Madam Hooch looked at him beaming, "Another 10 points to Slytherin for being helpful."

Harry looked at the rest of the Slytherins who were glaring at him with complete hatred. He shrunk back and relaxed against his broom.

"Next we will begin…" She was cut off by a rather loud argument on the front steps.

Harry heard a voice and shrunk behind Ron, it was his father back again and on a rampage.

"Oh no, oh no!" He whispered. "What is he doing?" He moaned from his hiding spot.

Ron shrugged, "I think that your Dad is a bit crazy mate." He flashed Harry an apologetic smile as Harry buried his head in his hands.

Harry sighed as the screams and arguments continued, "I'm going to have to stop this." He walked out of his place from behind Ron and walked towards his father. "James Potter!" He yelled in his most grown up voice, "You are acting like a child."

James glared at his only son before pulling an envelope out of his pocket and throwing it onto the ground.

A/n uh oh what's going to happen? Smile innocently Review pretty please and you'll get an eleven year old Harry.

Harry Glares Why me and not him points accusingly at Draco.

Draco Smiles Cuz you are adorable and I'm just plain gorgeous.

Harry Pouts