Beautiful || A Drarry Fanfiction

|| Chapter One ||

A/N- this probably will be a shitstorm, and I am not sticking to the books/films

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--HARRY POV--
As I walk onto platform 9 3/4 i feel his presence. I have always felt his presence, ever since I met him. For a little while it was hatred I felt, mixed with warmth. His presence always feels like warmth, but for the last couple of years it hasn't been hatred, it has been sympathy and care that I have felt for this boy.

He is misunderstood, guarded, abused and scarred. His father is an asshole, who has tried to manipulate his son ever since he could think for himself.

He has been taught to hate mudbloods, a whole race of people. He doesn't really hate them at all, he is just desperately trying to make his father approve of him.

Ron and Hermione still hate him, they think he and his father are scum. But they don't know him like I do. They didn't write to him twice a week over the summer, using aliases so his parents wouldn't find out. Talking about what we want to do after school and getting to know each other better than I have ever known someone before.

We met up once over the summer, we went into London, we watched a Tarantino film and we had lunch. I felt his presence more than ever, warmth pulsed through me.

I don't know how we are going to remain friends over the school year, our friends hate each other and they would never understand if we started hanging out. Nobody in the school would understand, I think even Dumbledore would be surprised.

His presence was getting warmer, I began to scan the platform for his familiar face. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder. I whipped around expecting to see him but it was Ron. As Ron began to speak to me I was a bit caught up in my disappointment that I wasn't listening. In truth I was still looking for him.

'Oi mate are you even listening? Are you ok?' Ron was looking puzzled, maybe even a little hurt.

'Yeah sorry mate, I am really tired. I stayed up all night trying to figure out the stupid potions homework. I left it till the last minute.' I felt a little bad lying, but I wasn't going to tell him at I was actually writing a letter that I have to give to him.

'That's fine, I bet Hermione would have done it. We can both just copy her on the train. Anyway, I was asking how your summer was' he smiled his crooked smile at me and I couldn't help but smile back. I kind of ignored him over the summer, I was too busy talking to him that I declined his offer to stay over at Rons house twice. I haven't really had a proper conversation with Ron since about the second week of the holidays.

'Yeah my summer was ok, didn't really get up to much. The muggles wouldn't really let me out too much.' This was also a lie, the Muggles couldn't give a shit about me anymore. They couldn't care if I lived or died.

'Oh that really sucks mate, I saw Hermione a couple of times, I think we really have a good thing going. Next week it will mark 6 months of being together.' Ron was smiling like an idiot again, him and Hermione are quite adorable together. I felt his presence getting stronger, he was watching us.

'That's great mate, I am really happy for you.' I smiled.
'I will see you on the train, save me a spot.' I smiled and turned around before he could ask questions I need to see him.