LOVESICK DRACO & HARRY

Chapter 1: one. beginning

High school was one thing, but college was another. Being a young adult, becoming independent as a person and financially. Being responsible, it takes a lot. And it’s something Harry wasn’t very prepared for. Living with his Aunt and Uncle, Vernon and Petunia and his brat of a Cousin Dudley, wasn’t much of a joy for him and in a way, he was quite relieved to go off to college. He reminisced about his childhood and his high school years, and how it all went by too fast. What broke his heart was that he wished his parents would have seen their son grow into a young man, but deep down he knew that they were looking down on him. They’re watching the man he’s become.

Harry sat on the step on his porch, fiddling with his car keys as he remained deep in his thoughts. He gazed at his neighbourhood, the neighbourhood that he’d only see during his college break. Aunt Petunia opened the front door, joining the brunette boy. She was quiet for a few seconds, and then breathed in as she fiddled with a golden necklace between her fingers.

“Your mother would be proud,” She clasped her lips. Harry averted his gaze to her, his eyes falling on the necklace that she held. “I know I wasn’t far too close with my sister, but that’s something I know for a fact.” Harry never really opened up to his Aunt, and neither did she. He remained quiet and let her go on. Petunia gently took Harry’s hand, placing the necklace in his palm. “This was a necklace Lily gave me when we were only teenagers. My mother had bought it for her birthday, and that night she passed to me,” Petunia smiled to herself. “She said, do not tell mother, I want you to have it,” A soft smile crept onto Harry’s lips as he listened to her. “I think she’d want you to have it now,” She looked at Harry who held onto the necklace.

“Thank you, Aunt Petunia.” She got up, gently brushing the sides of her knitted skirt.

“You be careful out there, young man,” Harry nodded, it isn’t something he’s ever done, but he wanted to in this moment. Harry stepped forward, embracing her into a hug. She closed her eyes, holding him and then pulling away. Dudley and Uncle Vernon stepped outside, watching Harry.

“Good luck Potter,” Vernon spoke, a small smile on his face.

“Bye Harry,” Dudley said. Harry shot them a nod and began to walk to his car.

“Goodbye, I will visit on my break,” Harry spoke out before he stepped in his car and shut the door, leaving his neighbourhood.

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Arriving at the college that was about an hour and a bit away from his home, Harry found a spot and parked his car. He turned his key, analysing the very large building before his eyes. “Hogwarts College” it read in bold letters. The building was beautiful, and it had a vintage look to it. Harry breathed in, opening the door and grabbing his suitcase and extra bags. The parking lot was filled with cars and there were students walking around, chatting and standing near the building. He walked in the building, receiving a few glances from students. The ceilings were far too tall, and the rooms were gigantic which made Harry even more excited to see the dormitories.

“Blimey… it’s beautiful ain’t it,” A voice spoke. Harry turned to his side to see a boy with bright coral hair. It was honestly hard to miss the boy. Harry parted his lips to speak, “Oh, I’m Ron Weasley,” The boy introduced himself before Harry could talk, reaching his hand out.

“I’m Harry Potter,” He lightly grinned, gently shaking Ron’s hand.

“It’s enormous,” Ron breathed, his gaze rapidly averting to every corner of the school.

“It is. How far do you live from here?” Harry asked.

“About forty minutes away,’ Ron answered, his attention falling off Harry. A girl with light hazelnut locks that ended just above her shoulders waited in the front of a line. She wore a button up shirt under a washed-out denim jacket with black jeans and converse shoes. “Take a look at that one,” Ron sighed.

“You can’t even see her face,” Harry cocked an eyebrow at him.

“I know she’s beautiful, I can feel it.”

“Okay anyway, we have to line up because we have to collect our dorm number, roommate and door key,” Harry explained as the two joined the long line.

“I hope we get paired together,” Ron looked at Harry. Harry had just met Ron, but he liked his energy.

“I hope so too.”

“So tell me about yourself, Harry. What are your interests?’ Ron asked, making a conversation as he eyed the long line that awaited.

“Well, I like books, science, sport and many other things,” Harry answered, “and you?”

“Eating and sleeping I guess?” Ron chuckled and so did Harry. “Did you hear about the sorting house thing?” Ron asked Harry who had a look of confusion washed on his face. “My father read that we get put into houses, kinda like high school.”

“Oh, yes I was confused for a second but yeah I read about that, don’t they base it off your personality traits and all?” Harry said. “I remember we had to give a detailed description of our traits and what not in our college application.”

“Yeah, I’m guessing that’s it. I’m not sure what the best house is but I hope we’re in it.” Ron paused for a bit, fiddling with the zip of his jacket. “If I’m going to be honest, I miss my family… I mean I know all my siblings are also here but my mother and father.”

“I did see twins with red hair… they’re your brothers?”

“Yes,” Ron muttered, rolling his eyes.

Harry gave him a soft smile. “Yeah, I miss my mother and father as well.”

An old man who was formally dressed up with a suit stood before all the students and the hall went quiet. He had a long beard and long hair that rested on his chest in the colour of ash. “Students, may I all welcome you to the college of Hogwarts,” He announced, receiving an applause from everyone. Many other professors stood beside him, eyeing the audience. “I am Professor Dumbledore, and may you all be introduced to your professor’s when you attend your classes. This may be confronting, that I do understand but it is also a new chapter.”

“We’re next in line,” Ron whispered to Harry as the professor shot him a stern look. Ron swallowed, giving all his attention to the old man.

“I know it has been a process to get everyone in their dormitories, so after this is done you will be treated with a large feast in the main hall.” Ron’s face lit up, and he was going to speak again but then he remembered he’d better not. “The sorting house ceremony will commence later in the day. May you all continue,” Professor Dumbledore finished, walking away.

Harry and Ron stepped up, grabbing their key and number. They searched for their names, and beside their names had the same room number. “Yes!” Ron exclaimed as Harry chuckled and the two clapped their hands together. A few students glared at the pair, but Ron and Harry didn’t care.

They rushed up the many flights of stairs to get to their room. “I can’t wait for the feast,” He turned to Harry, jogging backwards. “Like, how much food is there even gonna b-“ Ron bumped into another boy, his body jolting back.

The boy was startled, and he didn’t look happy. “Watch where you walk,” He sneered, brushing his black turtleneck. He was tall and lanky, and he had platinum blonde hair that slightly fell in front of his face. His hair wasn’t much different to the colour of his skin, pale and faded.

“Sorry mate,” Ron said, receiving a look of disgust from the boy. His gaze fell on Harry, and his expression softened. Harry and Ron gave each other a look as they watched the boy walk past.

“Holy shit… that one isn’t happy,” Ron chuckled as Harry shook his head with a grin. His first day was already interesting. The college he goes to is the size of a castle, he made a friend already and he had a not so pleasant encounter which all just made him even more excited for the days ahead.

I finally finished this chapter after thinking and planning the story for a month