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Sorry for the late update, school work and such. Hope you enjoy.
CHAPTER 2:
New home, new Horrors
To say that Harry was stressed would be an understatement. In his first week alone, he had been stalked, flirted with, semi kidnapped, bribed, surrounded, crowded and hated. One over-confident Gryffindor event went so far as to sneak into his bed one night.
The small boy had only wanted to make a friend, not become the schools 'adorable pet'.
-flashback-
It all started on the train. Harry had been in his compartment by himself when a group a wizards and witches burst open the door and flooded in. Harry, terrified by the sudden act, leapt to the window and attempted to hide behind the thin red curtain residing there.
"Hello?" Came a deep voice, as the curtain was opened away from the scared boy, revealing a bunch of curious eyes looking right at Harry. The boy squeaked slightly before falling to his knees, his long hair wrapping around his arms and legs an a black cacoon.
"Oh, how CUTE!" A witch squealed, "We didn't mean to scare you! No we didn't, No we didn't" The girl putted, like she was talking to a dog, while picking up Harry and rubbing her cheek on his. The others in the group made chuckling and goggling noises before, together with Harry in their arms, they left the compartment and began running around the train and showing off the adorable new first year, all the while, said first year got increasingly distressed and upset.
It was only when the group reached their 27th compartment that anyone did anything other than pet or hug Harry. His name was Draco, a rather tall and smartly dressed boy that held an air of superiority about him. The group had lifted Harry up and displayed him to the boy like some adorable puppy and began yelling about how cute the green eyed child was. Draco however, simply raised and eyebrow and turned away, resuming a conversation with the others who resided in the room. Harry's 'kidnappers' didn't appreciate the blondes lack of interest and resided to an extreme measure. Unbuttoning Harry's shirt and tying a piece of fabric around his neck before practically throwing the now crying boy at the Blonde.
Draco looked at the pathetic boy now crying in his lap and sighed. He never really liked attention seekers and the group off attention seekers standing behind him had disturbed his peace and quiet.
"Do you know who I am?" Draco growled as he rose to his feet, gently pushing Harry over to someone sitting next to him.
"Are you Ok?" The person whispered, untying the fabric around Harry's neck and buttoning up his shirt.
"My name is Blaize", the boy, Blaize, smiled. "What's your name?"
"H...Harry..." Harry mumbles, tears still falling down his face. Blaize looked up at Draco and smiled at the way his friend calmly threatened the group of seniors. "Don't you worry Harry. Your safe now!"
-end flashback-
Harry sighed as he walked down the hall towards potions. He had rather liked Blaise and Draco, they seemed nice enough but when Harry was sorted into Gryffindor, for some reason, the two boys ignored Harry. A boy named Ron had taken the opportunity to befriend the school pet and enjoyed stalking the small boy. Hermione, a bookworm of a witch, seemed content with sitting near Harry and listening to him talk. Harry didn't mind Hermione. She was quiet and respectful, unlike many in Gryffindor, but still held an amazing confidence. Her and Ron, together with a few other students, loved crowding around Harry, asking him how he keeps his hair smooth, or his skin perfect and pale. The harassment only got worse when they remembered he was Harry POTTER. The beautiful boy who lived.
He must be an angel, the reincarnation of a flower, a sacred being, Were only a few of the many things people though about him.
Ok, done, this was just a little wiggle chapter so you can see how Hogwarts was to him.