Sorry, sorry, sorry. I know I'm terrible. Can you forgive me? I'll try and be better... But I'm going away on holiday on Saturday so it'll be about two or three weeks before the next update. Sorry. Please review.

"DAD! DAD! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" Lucius groaned.

"DAD! I'M GOING TO HOGWARTS TODAY! WAKE UP! Lucius rolled over.

"What's the time?" He asked sleepily.

"Half six"

"What? Why on earth did you get up this early? Everything's packed and ready, all we need to do is get dressed."

"Can I put my robes on? Can I Dad?" Lucius smiled.

"Yes, go put them on" And at that Lucius shut his eyes for a bit more sleep.

It's half ten Dad, should we go?"

"We're apparating, Draco, it only takes a second."

"But I want to be early"

"Fine. We'll go now. But there'll be a lot of waiting."

"I don't care."

"Okay, hold my hand"

"DAD! I'm eleven, I don't need to hold your hand."

"Well, you do if you want to come." Draco reached for Lucius' hand and together they apparated to platform 9 and three quarters.

"WOW!" Lucius laughed.

"That's a lot of people Dad"

"Yeah" Draco paused.

"Dad, what if I'm not in Slytherin? Will you be angry?" He asked nervously.

"Draco, listen, when I was younger, I thought that being in Slytherin was everything, I thought that blood was the most important thing, and because of that I lost a lot. Because of that I wasn't happy. But now I realise that it doesn't matter AT ALL! If you're in Gryffindor it's fine! I don't care! You'd probably be happier in Gryffindor, because some, well most Slytherins are cruel and prejudiced. But you go where you want to be."

"You think Gryffindor's better?"

"I think you should go in whatever house you want. It doesn't matter at all to me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Draco, I will love you no matter what"

"Good" Draco looked relieved "Can I go on the train now Dad?"

"Okay, I love you Draco, write to me"

"Will do" As Draco got onto the train he realised he didn't know anyone. He had known a few wizards when he was younger but after his mother died he hadn't really seen them. He could barely remember them now. He walked into an empty compartment and sat down. Great way to start the year on his own without knowing anyone.

"Er... Can I sit here?" A boy with dark, messy hair and round, broken glasses asked nervously.

"Sure." Draco smiled.

"Thanks" said the boy "I'm Harry, Harry Potter" Draco's eyes flicked up to the scar.

"As in THE Harry Potter?" He asked.

"Er... I guess?"

"Cool" Draco smiled. "I'm Draco Malfoy" They sat in companionable silence until a lanky ginger child walked in and flung himself onto the seat.

"You don't mind do you? Everywhere else is full."

" 'Course not" Harry said.

"Is it true what they're saying? Are you really Harry Potter?" Ron asked

"er... yeah I am"

"COOL! I'm Ron Weasley. Who are you" Ron looked at Draco.

"Draco Malfoy." He answered shyly.

"Malfoy? My dad hates them!" Ron said. Draco flushed scarlet. Ron realised what he'd said then.

"Oh sorry, I don't hate you, I don't know you." After Ron's slip the rest of the journey passed companionably, with only a few interruptions from a bossy, bushy-haired girl named Hermione and a plump little boy called Neville. Soon they arrived at Hogwarts, rather full from the copious amounts of sweets that Harry and Draco had purchased between them. A stern-looking woman greeted them outside the door and lead them inside to a small chamber to await the sorting. Soon they were lead into the main hall. Draco gasped, along with several other people. The hall was filled with hundreds of students and the ceiling glittered with hundreds of stars.

Professor McGonagall set down a stool and a ragged hat on top of it. To Draco's astonishment the hat began to sing.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your tops hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
Y ou might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell brave of heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And you won't get in a flap!
You're safe in my hands(though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

Draco was relieved to hear that all they had to do was try the hat on-Ron had mentioned fighting a troll. But as more and more people were being sorted and his turn came closer, he started to get worried. He wanted to be in Slytherin like his dad, but Harry and Ron were hoping to be in Gryffindor, and he wanted to be with his friends.

"Draco Malfoy"

Legs shaking, he walked over to the stool. He sat down and pulled the hat down over his head.

Oh this is interesting, you're going to be tricky. Do you want to be a Slytherin?

Yes, Draco thought.

But you want to be a Gryffindor?

Yes, Draco thought. The hat laughed.

Well this will be tricky. In both houses you could be useful. Maybe even save many lives-including those of your friends. But in Slytherin-well you'd only take lives. Does that help?

Gryffindor, Draco thought.

Well done, the Hat said, "GRYFFINDOR!"

There was a stunned silence. But then the Weasley twins started cheering, and the rest of the crowd followed. Draco sat down at the Gryffindor table and watched as Harry and Ron were sorted with him. Then Dumbledore stood up to talk before the feast.

Yes I know it's a bit OOC but I figured Draco wouldn't have grown up with the whole pureblood thing if Lucius really loved Narcissa and it makes a more interesting story Review please.