Chapter 1

"You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others Potter, I can help you there." Draco held out his hand to Harry, and although he wasn't showing it, he was excited.

Harry thought about his offer. I didn't like him at Madam Malkin's, but maybe he's a better person than I know.

"Okay, then Draco." Harry had accepted the hand shake. "Harry what are you doing," shouted Ron. " You can't be his friend, he's vile!" "Shut your mouth Weasley" Draco said with a smirk on his face " He obviously knows that I'm better than a blood traitor"

"So Malfoy, what exactly does your family do?" Harry asked as they got in line. "They don't really do anything, I'm a pureblood you see. We have loads of money from centuries ago."

Harry thought about his vault at Gringotts.

"My vault at Gringotts has a lot of money." Harry told Draco as Hermione Granger was called. "Do you know anything about my parents family?" He asked Draco. "Well, I know that your father was was pureblood, but your mom was muggleborn." Draco said while looking at Seamus Finnigan on the stool. "Usually, purebloods have loads of money. But there are some wizarding families, like the Weasleys, that don't have much money." he continued as the Sorting Hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR!"

Draco was called up next.

"SLYTHERIN" shouted the Hat after less than a second of it being placed upon Draco's head. Draco smirked as he walked over to the Slytherin table.

Harry was alone now. His thoughts scrambling in his head as Ron Weasley was called up. What house will I be in? What if I'm not placed into a house? What if the Hat decides I'm not good enough for this school? The more Harry thought, the more he felt it was urgent for him to be sorted.

Almost as if McGonagall could read his mind, she called out his name.

As he walked up to the chair, Harry heard whisperings like "Did she say Potter?" "The Harry Potter?"

The last thing Harry saw before the hat dropped over his eyes was the hall full of people craning to get a good look at him. Next second he was looking at the black inside of the hat.

He waited.

"Hmm," said a small voice in his ear. "Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, A my goodness, yes -- and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting.... So where shall I put you?"

Harry gripped the edges of the stool.

"You could could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that -- yes? Well, that's a first. SLYTHERIN!"

Harry felt relieved. He was in the same house as Draco. But I don't even know if I'll like him. Harry thought to himself.

"Potter! Over here!" Harry heard Draco call.

He made his way to Draco. Maybe he is nice. I guess I'll see right now.

"So Potter, how do you feel being in the best house in all of Hogwarts?" Draco asked

"Well, I don't know much about any of the houses yet. I just knew I didn't want to be in Hufflepuff." Harry responded.

"Hmm. You know what's best, don't you Potter?" Draco smirked.

"Well, I heard that that's a house nobody wants to be in. That's the house I thought I was going to be in if I'm being honest." Harry told Draco while staring at his empty plate. He had just realized how hungry he was.

"Well, your intentions may have not been exactly correct, but you had the right idea." Draco laughed.

Finally, Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

"Thank you!"

He sat back down. Everybody clapped and cheered. Harry didn't know whether to laugh or not.

"Is he off his rockers?" Harry asked Draco.

"Yes." Draco said plainly. "Father says he is trying to get him kicked out of the school. He doesn't know what's good for this school." Draco continued.

I don't know what's happening. Harry thought. Maybe he doesn't know what's good for this school. He sound MAD.

As Harry turned his head back to the table, his jaw dropped. The plates were no longer empty. They were full of roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops and lamb chops, sausages, bacon and steak, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, fries, Yorkshire pudding, peas, and carrots.

Harry had never eaten so much in his life. He ate a little bit of everything.

"Hungry, where you Potter?" Draco asked him.

"Yeah. The Dursleys never EVER allowed me to eat this much food" Harry responded after taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

"Oh, Im sorry" Draco said sort of shyly.

"Its alright" Harry responded.

As the Slytherin Prefect led them to the dungeons, Harry's thoughts calmed down.

He looked like he felt bad. Harry thought. Maybe he isn't as bad as I think he is.

Harry was put into a dorm with Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle.

"Let's let Potter choose his bed first." Draco told Crabbe and Goyle.

Harry chose the bed next to the window and Draco chose the bed next to Harry's. Crabbe and Goyle just stood there. As if Draco knew what they were doing without looking at them, he said

"Pick your own beds" They did as they were told and all 4 of them fell asleep right away.

Harry had a pretty normal year up until Halloween.

Wow. Harry thought as they walked into the Great Hall perfectly decorated for Halloween.

"Father says they decorate the same every year" Draco scoffed.

"Really? You'd think with magic they could whip up some new decorations every year." Harry answered.

As they were eating, Professor Quirrell came running in.

"Troll! In the dungeons! Thought you ought to know." he exclaimed

He fainted and fell to the floor.

The Great Hall was quickly filled with people screaming and shouting.

"SILENCE" Dumbledore yelled above everyone else.

The Great Hall went silent.

"Prefects! Take your classmates to your houses and don't let them get out until said otherwise."

"This is the most exciting thing that's happened all year" Draco excitedly exclaimed.

"Your not wrong" Harry replied. "The only 'exciting' thing that happened was Finnigan blowing up everything."

The next day, Harry and Draco heard that Hermione Granger was almost killed by a troll.

"Well that's what happens when you take a Weasley's word to seriously." Draco laughed.

"Honestly. A Weasley. I remember when I thought Ron was actually cool." Harry remarked. "I'll never make that mistake again.

The rest of his year was, again, almost completely normal.

On the last 2 months of school, it happened. Voldemort had gotten the Sorcerer's Stone and risen to power again.

" Can you believe that Quirrell was him all along?" Harry asked Draco on the train ride home. They had gotten to go home a month early since Voldemort had risen to power again. " I don't believe it," Draco said looking confused. " Can you believe what happened to Weasley and Granger? How did they think they could stop him?" "I don't know, but at least they won't come back next year. They really are quite annoying Granger being a know it all and Weasley being, well a Weasley" Harry said with a smirk.

Harry was missing the end-of-the-year feast because Voldemort had risen to power again.

"Draco," Harry started. "Do you think that You-Know-Who is going to come after me now? I mean, I did make him lose all his power. Even if it was on accident."

"No," Draco answered. "Father has been talking to You-Know-Who since he came back. He knows that you didn't mean to do it. Hopefully he can convince him not to kill you." he finished.

The rest of the train ride home Harry and Draco talked about what their lives would be like now.

"I don't think half the students will come back next year. My parents will let me back since my father is with You Know Who." Draco said proudly.

"And my aunt and uncle have no clue about what happens in the wizarding world. I am a bit worried though, I did stop him 11 years ago, even if it wasn't my fault." Harry said with a worried expression.

"You'll be fine," Draco assured him again. " If you were with Granger and Weasley, you might be in great danger since they would have dragged you into it."

As they got off the train, Draco and Harry said goodbye to each other.

" Harry, why don't you come over this summer? We have loads of stuff to do at my house, plus we have a house elf who listens to everything we say." Draco offered.

"I might, but it might be a little hard because my aunt and uncle don't let me do anything." Harry responded looking disappointed.

" Don't worry, we'll find a way to get you out."