Hey look! Another chapter! Nya, I'm getting fast at this! Anyways, this chapter is filled with, well, just read and find out...
Disclaimer: I do not make any claims on anything but the idea for this story... and a couple of my OC characters that will eventually be brought in to this story.
Warnings: There will be HPDM slash. As in BoyxBoy love. Don't like it, don't read it. Also, I will be adding a couple (one in the least) OC characters to this story, But rest assured, none will be Mary Sues or Gary Sues, okay? Oh, and some things in the later chapters could be taken as incest (Not between close relatives!!! Ewww! More like cousins). It's not really incest, but some people might take it as incest.
The fog was thick on the morning of the Hogwarts Express' journey. Students, young and old, fought their way through the crowd to clamber on to the train. They greeted friends they hadn't seen in a while. Young first years clustered together, shifting awkwardly and staying out of the way of the older students. They bordered the train and shouted out loud farewells to their parents.
Draco hated every one of them.
The blond took it as his own personal duty to send them all scathing glares. He shuddered at the chilly air, and pulled his hood over his head. Draco turned around, and boarded the train, mumbling all the while under his breath.
He walked down the train, towards where his posse usually sat. The blond opened the door to the compartment and was abruptly engulfed in a tight hug.
"Dray! Thank Salazar you're here!" an overly excited Pansy exclaimed, tightening her hold on Draco, "Blaise is being a bloody moron. He keeps going on and on about how you're being all friendly with that bloody Granger!"
Draco winced as he detached himself from the witch carefully. Then he sent a scathing look towards Blaise.
"Why would you say that, Zabini?" Draco felt vindicated when Blaise winced and looked sheepish at the cold use of his last name.
"Well," Blaise said quickly, "well, I saw you talking with her at the bookstore, and you didn't even tell her off!" Draco sighed at the explanation. He took a seat beside Pansy, and in front of Vincent who was happily chomping down on a chocolate frog.
"Yes, alright, she did come try to talk to me, but she was being her usual arrogant self. I tried my best to get her away from me, but she wouldn't listen. It was be all that atrocious hair that blocks out all voices except her own," Draco said, finally ending his glare. He winced inwardly at the half lie. The rest of the compartment laughed and continued to make fun of the golden trio. Draco let the noise wash over him, and he felt a sudden warmth towards his friends.
Pansy was chatting away at his side. Vincent and Gregory were fighting over a desperately struggling chocolate frog. Blaise was trying to catch his attention, and Draco was inwardly laughing at his feeble attempts. The dark haired boy had been acting odd ever since Draco had refused to sleep with him during their brief summer visit.
Suddenly the compartment door flew open, and a nearly breathless Daphne Greengrass burst into the room. Pansy scrunched her nose in distain.
"Honestly, Greengrass, what's the emergency?" Pansy asked scornfully.
Daphne panted heavily, and answered, "Come and see! There is an absolutely gorgeous new student! He's new and well," she stopped and took deep gulps of air, "Oh! Just come and see for yourselves!"
Pansy looked intrigued, and stood to follow. Draco followed suit, and soon the entire Slytherin posse was following Daphne through the train.
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"It was nice of you to explain things to me, Miss Granger," said the handsome boy, grinning all the while, "it's wonderfully refreshing to be around someone as delightful as you."
Hermione blushed at the complement. The boy was absolutely dashing. Dark, windswept hair, tall, lean body, broad shoulders, dimpled cheeks, and beautiful eyes. The bushy haired witch felt light on her feet.
"It was no problem at all," Hermione answered.
"Ya, mate, stick with us and you'll have no problem at all," Harry Potter said, smiling warmly at the new student.
Ron gritted his teeth in jealousy, praying to any deity for divine intervention from this love-fest.
"Thank you. I think I'll...
"Well, well, well," came a snide voice from behind the group, "if it isn't the three musketeers. What? Looking for a new addition to your pathetic squad?"
The group turned to see who had just spoken.
To their surprise the voice had come from a sneering Pansy Parkinson, and not the suddenly quiet Draco Malfoy. Ron silently thanked the gods.
"Bugger off Porkinson," Hermione said, "Just leave us alone."
This sent a wave of snide laughter through the group, excluding Draco, who was still surprisingly quiet.
"I don't think so, Mudblood," Pansy said hatefully, before turning to the new wizard. "If I were you," she said, grinning like a wolf, "I wouldn't be caught dead with these losers, right Draco?"
There was no answer. Pansy, upset at the lack of agreement, turned to Draco to tell him off. She stoped as she got a good look at the blond.
Draco was pale, looking as if he had seen a ghost. She got a closer look and noticed that the boy was trembling. His eyes were wide and scared.
"Draco?" Pansy asked, bringing a hand towards him hesitantly, as if he were a frightened animal, "Dray, what's the matter, you look...." She trailed off.
Both groups attention was turned towards Draco. But Draco's attention was solely focussed on the new student.
"No," came the sudden whisper from the blond, as he seemed to snap out of his trance. Draco started to take a step backwards, breaking away from the posse.
"No, no, no," it became a mantra, and soon both groups became aware of the tension.
The new, dark haired boy smiled, and took a step towards the blond. Draco took a step back, then another, then another, until his back was pressed against the wall.
The Gryffindores' sent a questioning glance towards the also baffled Slytherins.
"Malfoy, are you okay?" asked a hesitant Hermione.
"It's alright," came the sudden voice from the new student, "he's probably just surprised to see me. Right, Draco?"
"You know him?" asked Harry, obviously startled.
The dark haired wizard smiled, and stepped towards the wide-eyed blond.
"Of course," he turned towards the blond, who was pressing himself into the wall, "Isn't that right, cousin?"
As the others in the hallway gasped in shock, Draco's eyes widened in disbelief.
"R-Re-" The blond was stuttering, "Regulus?"
Regulus smirked, and brought his hand up to cup his cousin's face. Draco shuddered.
Cold, he was so cold.
Regulus aligned his mouth with Draco's ear, and whispered so only the blond could hear.
"I'm back, and it's time to pay what you owe."
Draco gasped, and pushed the supposed-to-be-dead boy away from him, turned his tail, and ran away from Regulus, again.
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Love, Aetah