A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about my hiatus! I've been busy with drama practice and memorization... So those who liked my Corey/Blaine story, I solute you! :D So this is a new fic that I've been working on and I've never read one where The Harry Potter characters are at Dalton so I figured..What the hell? What have I got to lose? So I think I'll add two chapters at a time to pace myself... I have the first four chapters already written and stuff...I will also be uploading a few other stories like some Daniel Radcliffe/ My friend story.. A Darren Criss/OC stories...I'm also working on a songfic for the song "Oh Darling" by Plug In Stereo...The song is so damn cute and I figured that I needed some Neville/Luna fluff :D So enough of my author rambling! On with the story! Enjoy :D
"You've got to be kidding me!" Draco Malfoy whined, pacing the drawing room. Narcissa Malfoy rubbed her temple.
"Draco sweetie, you have to do this, Dalton Academy will be good for you,'' she said to her son calmly.
''It would be good if it wasn't in America and if Potter wasn't coming too!'' Draco snapped. His mother sighed.
''Darling, you were both expelled from Hogwarts and Dumbledore recommended Dalton for the both of you.'' Narcissa explained for the umpteenth time softly.
''I know! You've told me about this stupid school many times! But it's still in America!'' he argued.
'''s final. The train leaves tomorrow at eleven sharp. Potter is going to be the only person on that train with you. Go pack now my dragon, no ifs, ands, or buts.'' she barked. The blond boy groaned and stormed up the marble staircase to his bedroom. He flopped down on the black duvet of his king size bed. This is totally unfair! I'm supposed to be a sixth year! Draco thought bitterly. He took out his want and clutched it to his chest, grateful that he didn't get it snapped after he got expelled.
''Draco! Get down here now!'' Lucius Malfoy barked. His father obviously didn't hear about his shenanigans due to being in Azkaban. Draco groaned and trudged down to the drawing room where his mother sat in an armchair with tears streaming down her face.
''Your father is in his study.'' she said curtly. Draco nodded and strode through the long corridors of the manor into his father's large study.
''Hello father,'' he said politely. Lucius looked at his son coldly.
''Sit.'' he ordered. Draco sat in his favorite leather chair in front of the handsome mahogany desk. ''Would you mind telling me what happened in your stupid head that made you feel the need to be so utterly irresponsible?'' Lucius drawled.
*Time Lapse*
Harry Potter strode out of the Gryffindor locker room confidently, still smiling about the big Gryffindor win. He walked out onto the now empty pitch. He must have taken longer than he thought. The chilly night air nipped at his cheeks, staining them pink.
''Potter,'' a cold voice sneered behind him. He winced and turned around.
''Hello Draco,'' he said politely. Draco smirked and looked deep into the ebony haired teen's piercing green eyes.
''Can I help you Malfoy? If you don't mind, I'd like to get back to my common room to celebrate my Quidditch team's win.'' Harry said, stepping to the side. Draco grabbed the other boy's arm and dragged him under the bleachers and threw him on the cool, damp grass.
''Malfoy! What the-'' the glasses-clad boy shouted,but was cut off by the blonde's fist against his face.
''That's what you get for being a faggot Potter!'' he sneered.
''Malfoy! Get off of me!'' Harry screamed, his voice cracked as the other boy straddled his slender hips and punched him in the groin.
''Not likely queer!'' the blonde homophobe shouted, grabbing the smaller boy and slammed him against the wooden wall of the bleachers.
''Draco! Please! Stop! You don't have to do this!'' the smaller boy cried helplessly. Draco groped Harry with strong and lustful hands and kissed his rosy lips angrily. The blonde's lips tasted highly of Firewhiskey.
''Don't act like you don't like it, you little slut.'' Draco drawled. Harry pushed the Slytherin away and dashed off toward the castle. He didn't care if his hair was disheveled or his lips were kiss-swollen. He needed to get away from the blonde. he ran as fast as he could to the headmaster's office. He was out of breath, his heart pounded against his ribs.
''Harry m'boy, is there something wrong?'' Dumbledore asked kindly. Harry's green eyes were wide with fear and shock.
''It's Malfoy, he's gone mental! One minute I was walking out of the locker room and the next, I'm being sexually harassed! Please proffesor! I don't know what to do, I just feel so frightened and alone right now and I just...'' Harry rambled until tears were dripping from hsi eyes and spilling down his cheeks. Dumbledore's blue eyes were soft and sad.
''It's okay Harry, I will take immediate action.'' he told the Gryffindor. The old man got up from his desk chair and sauntered over to Harry.
''Don't worry, won't be bothering you anymore.'' he said kindly, wrapping his arms around the teen's shoulders. Harry buried his face into the old man's shoulder.
*Back to the present*
''I'm sorry father, but it's his fault he chose to be gay and spread his rainbow dust all over Hogwarts!'' Draco argued. Lucius pursed his lips and sighed.
''It was very foolish of you to do taht, and if you're so 'Anti-Gay' then why did you insist on doing what you did?'' he asked, raising his voice.
''Why are you defending Potter, father?'' his son hissed. Lucius scoffed.
''I'm not! But your irresponsibility and immaturity cost you to be shipped to a school in America Draco!'' his father snarled viciously. Draco didn't say anything.
''Finish packing.'' Lucius ordered and pointed toward the door. The young Slytherin stormed out of his father's study and slammed the door shut. He climbed the stairs and shut the door to his bedroom angrily.
He strode over to his closet and pulled out his empty Hogwarts trunk and started packing. Draco Malfoy was going to America.