WOOT! Hello! I'm so in love with Draco/Harry stories SO much that I thought I'd write one myself! This will be my first fanfic of these two. SO, here it goes!

Disclaimer: I Do not own ANYTHING!... Err... J.K.R owns Harry Potter. I'm just writing the story! so please DO. NOT. SUE

Story: Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasly are the most popular teenagers in their houses. Harry Potter is an exchange student from America. Being tortured by Draco and Ron is enough, but something happens and Draco is being nice.

Chapter One: You've gone too far.

Harry woke up to find out that it was still dark outside. He looked at his clock; the bright red numbers was flashing 6:15. He rolled back over and stared at his black ceiling. Today he was going to a new school, Hogwarts High. Would he make new friends? Would he fit in?

Who cares anyways? It's not like I had any friends.

Harry scoffed and sat up. His black "mane" so to speak, hung carelessly in his eyes. He got up and went to the bathroom, trying not to disturb his sleeping cousin. He wasn't scared of anything, and the people that he lived with made him that way. He hated these people with a passion. They beat him, and would lock him away for days without food or light. When he was just a little boy, he was terrified of the dark.

His uncle would hit him, and lock him away. It was very dark, and he would cuddle up with his tattered teddy bear, Sniggles, and pray he would keep him away from all harm.

But that was 10 years ago. It was all just a bad nightmare, and yet he still lived with them. He had no place to go, and he vowed that he would get them back for all the pain they caused him.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He had gotten a really nice tan over the years. They made him do his cousins work, because they didn't want their fat, precious, spoiled pig to get hurt. He reached for his eyeliner and did his eyes. Once he was done, his green eyes were outlined in black. He smirked and placed in his lip ring, and tongue ring.

His Uncle Vernon doesn't like the way he dress. So, he called him a freak, or worse, he beat him.

I'll be out of here soon enough. But, I swear if he touches me one more time or calls me a freak, he'll be the one that would be a freak.

With that last thought, he walked back into his room. He looked through his wardrobe. It was all black, and some of red. He slipped a black shirt off the hanger and looked at it.

It was one of his most favorite shirts. It said, "I live in my own world but that's okay…they know me here" He smiled to himself, and slipped it on. It hugged his torso, so that his muscles could be seen. He slid on his dark blue jeans, and buckled his skull belt. He tucked in the front of his shirt, and let the rest hang freely. He was ready for today and walked out the door.

"HARRY, YOU STUPID FREAK COME BACK HERE!" Harry stopped in mid step, and frowned. What the heck does his uncle want! He walked in, and stood at the door. Good thing his hair was in his eyes, because if looks could kill they would already be dead and gone.

"What!" Harry growled deep in his throat. He knew what they wanted.

"Make our breakfast you lazy arse!" His uncle was sitting at the table turning almost purple in the face, because he wanted his breakfast.

You've gone too far.

Harry clinched his fist, and stared at the fat man. He just called him a freak. He has had enough of this for the last time. He stalked over to the fridge and pulled out a carton of eggs, and stalked back to the table.

"You want your breakfast?" Harry glared at him, pure hate evident in his stare. His uncle must of caught on because he suddenly paled, and gulped. "WELL HERE IT IS!" He reared back and threw the carton of eggs in his face. He threw it so hard, that his uncle nearly fell out of his chair in shock. He looked at his aunt and cousin, then back at his uncle.

"Let this be a lesson to ALL of you! You've pushed me around for the LAST TIME! I'm tired of all of your shit! You need to learn to how to get around and do your shit by yourself because I will NEVER do ANYTHING for you again, and if you so much as to go far and lay a finger on me I'll do a lot worse that a carton of eggs In your face!" Harry spun on his heel of his combat boots and quietly walked out of the door.

That's great! I probably won't have a place to live now!

Harry kicked angrily at a rock and watched it fly in the street. He made a big mistake by doing that, and he'll probably regret it later. But right now he felt like he just took a hundred pounds of his shoulders, and it felt wonderful. It was a good thing he was two blocks away from the school. If he would have been any farther, he would have gotten lost. He rapped his arms around his stomach and walked the rest of the way to school.

He walked into the parking lot of Hogwarts High. He started to walk in the middle of the road, but a bright red Ferrari nearly ran him over.

"HEY WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" The owner of the car yelled at him then swerved in a parking spot that had a sing that said "Head Slthryen".

Harry ignored the boy's outburst, and kept on walking. He silently watched the boy get out of his car, but when he saw him he had to catch his breath. He was the most beautiful person he has ever seen, he almost looked like an angel. He had fair skin that almost looked like silk. His hair was a very light blond that hung in his eyes, and damn did he look good in that striped blue shirt, that was rolled up to his elbows, and was tucked neatly in his tight blue jeans.

What the…..STOP! You don't need to be thinking like that. You're a guy, and he's a guy and that's…..EWW

Harry averted his eyes quickly before the blond caught him. He has never seen someone as beautiful as that certain blonde. Just as he thought he was free form the sight of him, he heard his voice.

"HEY FREAK!" The blonde snapped at him

Harry froze and turned around quickly, and nearly slammed into him, and looked up. He came just a little above the blonde shoulders.

Did that blonde guy just call me a freak!

The memories from earlier flooded into his vision, and he tightly clenched his fist to keep him from hitting the blondes pretty face.

"What…" Harry said in a low, angry drawl.

"You need to watch where you're going!" The blonde came inches to his face then shoved him violently.

Harry was seeing red until a large had grasped his shoulder. He turned around to see a tall black hair boy, who was about as tall as the blonde.

"Shove off Malfoy!" The black haired boy was practically glaring daggers at this so called Malfoy.

"Well, if it isn't fairy Jones" Malfoy sneered. "Come to rescue another hopeless freak?" He glared back at Harry then back. "Let's see how long this one will last!" He gave another look at Harry and left.

Harry had been thankful for this boy to show up when he did. He turned around and looked at the boy.

"Yeah, uh…Thanks….." Harry said as the boy gave a huge grin.

"You're welcome mate! The names Eric Jones and that grouchy arse was Draco Malfoy." Eric said happily, but then his face scrunched up when he said Draco's name.

Harry didn't know what to think. He never really was around people, and if he was they were always cruel.

"Yeah thanks again…Eric" He gave a quick smile, and started to walk off.

"Whoa there mate!" Eric ran up besides him and stopped him. "Are you new here at Hogwarts High?" Harry nodded as Eric grinned again.

"Well isn't that great! So what's your name?" Eric started to walk and motioned for Harry to walk with him. Harry followed.

"Harry" He told Eric, who once again smiled.

Gosh he smiles too much, but he seems okay, and he did come just in time before I punched Draco's face in.

"Well Harry let me show you around the school! If you stick with me you won't get lost!" Eric laughed, and they both walked into the double doors of Hogwarts High.

SO how was it! Anyways sorry for it being so short!

Chapter 2 Will be up soon!

Kit

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