Drarry Oneshots

Treehouse

Muggle au, but the Malfoy family are still pricks towards other families. But, Harry and Draco go to the same school so their now besties to lovers <3 

Fluff 

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1st year

The boy hears stomping on the stairs. He remains silent, cautiously waiting to see if his cousin will leave him be. 

"Oi, Harry, get you butt up!" Dursely, Harry Potter's cousin, says. 

Harry lives with the Dudley family, due to the fact that his parents were killed by a rebel gang leader who calls himself Voldemort. Due to the windows breaking and his crib being extremely close to it, one of the glass shards left a very deep cut in his forehead, and when the doctors tried taking it out, it made it into a very deep, lightning bolt shaped scar. 

It makes Harry thinks he's a superhero, one that everyone loves and he's popular, with all the girls liking him. 

He scurries up, quickly getting his glasses. The stomping draws nearer and Harry gulps, a tad bit nervous. 

Forgetting completely about his glasses, he opens the cabinet under the stairs' door. 

A loud bang fills the room, with a rather loud "Ow!" comes later. His aunt, Petunia rushes to the room. 

"My poor Diddykins! You should be ashamed of yourself, boy!" She screeches at Harry, hugging Dudley and rubbing his arm. 

Harry quickly grabs his glasses so he could properly see his surroundings. He checked the time on the clock and realized he was going to be late for his first day of a new boarding school. It only accepts a certain amount of people who will show great value to the school. 

His uncle, Vernom, slowly walks into the room. 

You!" He yells at Harry. "You boy! No breakfast for you! Hurry up and get the hell out of here! You pathetic rat!" 

Harry runs into the cabinet and tries changing, he is way too tall for the room, ending up in him bumping his head multiple times. Forgetting about looking decent, he rushes out of the house, grabbing an apple and his bag, filled with uniforms and the essentials (toothbrush, comb). 

He hops on the public transit and sees the school. It looks almost like a castle, with a large body of water blocking it from the public. There was a scrawny man with grey hair looking at him. 

"What's your name, boy?" He says, looking at Harry with disgust. 

"What's yours?" Harry replies. 

Shocked by Harry's reply, he says, "Flich. Professor Flich to you. Now, what's your name!?" 

"My name's Harry Potter sir. I got a letter from Headmaster Dumbledore that I passed the exam and I'm allowed-"

"Yes I know how you get in," Professor Flich cuts in, annoyed. "I already know how you get in. And I know all the names." 

He pauses. 

"You may wait for Hagrid to call for first years." Flich says, gesturing at the benches. He looks forward and nods at Harry. 

"Next!" He yells. Harry rushes over to the bench, next to a platinum blonde haired boy.

The blonde looks at him. "What's your name?" 

Harry has never seen grey eyes before and definitely not as pretty as these. His face flushes a dark red. 

"Harry. What's yours?" He replies. 

"My name's Draco. Draco Malfoy." Malfoy replies. He offers his hand. "Is your name just Harry or do you have a last name?" 

"Oh, my full name is Harry Potter." He responds. He accepts the hand, giving a handshake. 

"No bloody way!" Malfoy replies, a bright smile drawn on his face. He chuckles softly. "I'm talking to the Boy who Lived! And you accepted my handshake!" 

Harry smiles. At least he knows he won't be lonely. 

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Ok now I honestly want to make this a full story. 

Should I?