Chapter One: Déjà vu
"Draaaaaco, wake up, come on my big little boy, time to wake up," crooned a familiar voice, it sounded so much like his Mothers, but she was dead, it couldn't be her.
Draco opened his steel grey eyes and saw a familiar heart shaped face filled with love and adoration- his mother.
"Draco dear, you must get ready, you start Hogwarts today, go on, put your robes on, they're just over there beside the dresser," Narcissa Malfoy softly spoke and turned to leave the room.
This was impossible, that bloody contraption must have bloody worked. A panicked Draco raced over to his golden framed mirror and looked at his pre-adolescent state. Oh fuck he thought, I really am starting over, and worse I have to go through puberty again. Draco began hyperventilating, what was he going to do? He was a grown man trapped in a little boy's body, he was seriously screwed. Draco pause in between his rapid intakes of breathing, but this is what he had wanted, in a way he got what he asked for, he was not going to waste it. He made his way over to the looming black dresser in the corner of his spacious room; his robes were folded neatly on a small stool, ready for him to put them on. He noticed an eerily familiar serpent badge lying on top of the pile of clothes, he shuddered, this time around he was not going to be in Slytherin.
After he was dressed Draco made his way down grand stairs to the dining room where his mother and father awaited him. "Good morning, Mother, Father."
"Good morning Draco, I trust you are looking forward to arriving at Hogwarts, might I add if you somehow don't make it into Slytherin let's just say I won't be let's say... 'happy'," Lucius Malfoy spoke in a dangerous whisper.
"Yes father, I will try be sorted into Slytherin to uphold our family tradition," Draco lied; he was not going to be sorted into Slytherin, not if he could help it. He looked at the man who was his father by birth and name but not by love, he was not going to spend his adolescence pleasing this man again, he was going to change his future. He looked again at the man who was destined to a future of insanity, if only he knew what was coming to him, then he might be more happy.
At quarter to Eleven the Malfoys left the manor by floo. With a flash of green flames they stepped out onto the hidden train platform at Kings Cross. Draco could not believe this was happening he saw all his former classmates and bullied victims and vowed that he would not repeat his old life. He searched around the platform and he could see a young Hermione saying goodbye to her parents. Draco remembered the time he saw Hermione after Hogwarts and she was beautiful, her bushy hair had tamed into feminine waves cascading down her slim back, and those buck teeth had eventually grown into her mouth and she now had quite the dazzling smile, oh and her rack... and she was quite stunning... her rack and ass was stunning too. Those quizzical hazel eyes flashed up and met Draco's grey eyes and he smiled.
"Filthy, just filthy, look Narcissa, Draco, another mudblood going to Hogwarts, what a disgrace that the old fool still lets them in," Lucius Malfoy spat.
Draco looked down out of shame for his father, how could anyone be that prejudiced to another human? Blood was blood regardless whether it originated from a pureblood or a muggle born. The thought was beyond Draco, and how did he, himself used to think like that?
"Draco darling, you better get on the train now, you'll want to get a good seat, and I am sure Crabbe and Goyle will be waiting for you," Narcissa smiled at him, she was going to miss her son.
"Draco," came the cold and pompous voice of Lucius Malfoy, "be sure to represent our family well and do try not to mix with mudbloods or blood traitors."
"Yes father," Draco said through gritted teeth, "Anyway I must board the train now, goodbye Mother, Father."
"Goodbye my little Draco, I love you," Narcissa Malfoy said as she swooped in for a hug.
Draco turned away from his parents and boarded the train, he was going to change the future. Not long after he boarded the train, Crabbe and Goyle soon found him.
"Hello Draco, do you want to sit with us?" came the soft voice of Crabbe.
"Er- no thank you Crabbe," said Draco, he felt bad for lying so he twisted the truth, "I promised I would meet someone, I might see you later though."
Draco made his way up the train passage on his own and to his left, he spotted a flustered and nervous looking Hermione Granger alone in a compartment. "Hello I'm Draco Malfoy and what is your name?" he said to the young witch.
"Oh, I am Hermione, Hermione Granger, pleased to meet you," she smiled and extended her hand.
Draco thought that this surely would be his chance at redemption, if he made friends with the muggle born witch, surely it would be a step away from his father. Lost in thoughts, he missed the knock at the carriage door and in came a dishevelled Neville Longbottom. "Has anyone seen my toad? His name is Trevor."
"No sorry, I haven't seen him" came Hermione's voice.
Draco looked up, "don't worry you will find him eventually but I can help you now, Accio Trevor." The toad came flying into the carriage and into Neville's waiting arms and Neville took a seat, still holding the toad, opposite Hermione.
"How did you do that?" came Hermione's voice, "that is really advanced magic! We don't learn that until fourth year! Could you show me how to do that?"
"Oh I picked it up from my father, he always uses it, he's too lazy to get anything the normal way," Draco invented wildly. Shit! How stupid am I? Draco thought; I should not be using fourth year magic in my first year.
Draco looked up and saw Blaise Zabini wandering the train, looking lost, "excuse me," he yelled to Zabini, "Do you want to join us?"
Zabini looked over towards Draco and smirked, "Sure, why not? I've got no one to sit with."
Not long after a boy with messy black hair and crooked glasses walked in followed closely by none other than a Weasley with bright red hair and a face splattered with freckles.
"Hey, could we sit here please?" Harry Potter asked earnestly.
"Sure," Hermione smiled as she moved her books off the seat so Potter and Weasley could sit down. "This is Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom, Blaise Zabini and I am Hermione Granger."
"My name is Ron Weasley and this is Harry Potter," Ron said arrogantly.
The carriage gasped, all except Draco, they could not believe the famous Harry Potter was here and would be going to Hogwarts. Draco looked at Potter who he'd previously claimed had enjoyed the attention, but looking at him now, all he saw was a young and uncomfortable boy who did not understand the whole truth to his fame, Draco pitied Potter and tried his best to divert attention away from him. "So what house do you think you will be sorted in to?" Draco asked.
Weasley looked up and said, "I want to go into Gryffindor, and if not then I suppose Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw wouldn't be that bad."
"Well I want to be in Ravenclaw, or if I don't make it into Ravenclaw, Gryffindor wouldn't be bad either," Hermione Granger said matter-of-factly.
"I for one do not want to be in Slytherin, I haven't decided which house yet though," Draco said.
"I really want to be in Gryffindor, but I don't really think I'm cut up to be a Gryffindor, I'm probably more like a Hufflepuff..." Neville uttered.
"Well I don't care what House I am in, as long I make friends," Harry Potter said.
"I want to be in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor or maybe even Slytherin, just not Hufflepuff," said Zabini.
With that the group of six chatted animatedly as the blurry green English country-side rushed past them. Hours past and the food trolley had come in, Potter had shouted the lot of them, and Draco was beginning to think that Potter was not so bad after all. Hogwarts was looming on the horizon and everyone was excited, Draco could hear Ron telling everyone that his two brothers said they had to fight a troll, Draco chuckled. Not too long after the train stopped and he heard a familiar voice booming, "first years, over 'ere follow me now."
A/N: This chapter is more like a filler, it is really to introduce main characters the next chapter is along the same lines too. And yes I am aware I could have used a time turner, but imagine how many turns poor Draco would have to do. If you think that Narcissa Malfoy is too nice, too bad, this is my opinion of her she spoils Draco and would bend to his will, she loves her son dearly. Lucius Malfoy **watch this space** dun dun dun -Star wars music- PLEEEEEEASE review so I know I am doing something right... or wrong whatever just let me know, maybe even pointers for making it better? Or some future plot ideas. Who you want as a future romance with Harry other than Ginny and Hermione I already have suitors for them ;)