Fanfiction Time!

Drarry 1

^ Again, not mine.
Red head Harry au.
For: Myself and drarry_blon
Special thanks to Lara1263 for coming up with this idea.

(Hagrid gets Harry a week before school starts so Harry has all his stuff and is living with the Weasly's)

"I still can't belive it." Harry says. He's sat at the table next to Ron eating lunch. "What's not to believe?" Ron's response is muffled due to the food he's inhaling. "I'm a wizard." Harry's emerald eyes are wide. Ron nods and accidentally chokes on his food.

The twins walk past, one of them smacking Ron hard on the back, stopping his choking. Ginny sighs. "Will you ever stop doing that?" Ron shakes his head. 'If we paint him pink we can call him Kirby.' Harry smiles at his little joke but doesn't say it aloud, knowing that the wizard family won't understand his muggle joke.

Mrs. Weasly walks in. "For Merlins sake Ronald!" Ron looks down in shame. "Sorry Mum." Mrs. Weasly sighs. "Nevermind. Have you two packed your trunks." She point's at the two red headed boys, they nod in response. Mr. Weasly walks in. "Greetings children!" He gets a few greetings as a response, a muffled one from Ron of course.

"Does anyone know where Harry is? I still need to ask him the proper functions of a rubber duck." Mrs. Weasly sighs. "Count your children Dear." He raises a brow and begins to count heads. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5.." He scratches his head. "Wait, one of these is not like the others!" Everyone giggles and Harry raises his hand. "I'm over here sir."

~~~Time skip~~~
(On the train, when Hermione walks in).

"And you are?" Hermione asks. "Ron Weasly." Ron says through his sandwich. "Also known as Kirby Jr." Harry adds. Hermione trys not to smile buts fails, letting out a giggle. Harry giggles too. Ron goes a little pink from embarrassment and confusion as to whats so funny.

~~~Time skip~~~
(All the first years together).

Draco walks over to Harry and Ron, Crabb and Goyle following behind. "Red hair, hand-me-down robes." He pauses for a moment. "Ah, another set of Weasly twins!" Draco looks confident that his guess is correct.

"Sod off Malfoy." Ron snarls. "Hair colors seem differnt, no identical twins this time." He was right, Ron's hair was a copper color, where's Harry's seemed to resemble red wine. Harry looks puzzled at the blonde boy. "What is it?" Draco snaps.

"But I'm not a Weasly." Harry pauses and lifts up his red wine bangs. "I'm Harry Potter." Draco freezes and everyone around looks at Harry in awe. Draco's brain catches up with his mistake and his face begins to resemble Harry's hair.

~~~Time skip~~~
(A few years later.)

"Hey Weasel!" Harry sighs as he hears the calls of the Slytherin. After his mistake in first year Draco refused to let his pride down and began to refer to Harry as being one of the Weasly's. Harry didn't mind, it was almost nice that he was referred to as being part of such a loving family.

It also made interactions with Draco funnier because everyone would get confused as to whether Draco was talking to Harry or Ron. Harry kept walking. "Hey Weasley! I'm talking to you!" Harry heard footsteps but didn't slow down. After a while he stopped and turned around.

Seeing Draco hunched over and panting softly, 3 hairs had gotten loose and his cheeks had a pink tint. Harry felt something weird in the pit of his stomach but pushed it away. 'Damn weird teenage hormones.'

Draco had recovered. "So Weasel." Harry rolled his eyes. "I think that there's one single thing we can agree on." Harry looked at him, puzzled. "I hate you, you hate me." "Well yeah." Harry was confused as to where this was going. "Well." Draco slid a hand through his hair and pushed the 3 loose hairs back.

"Professor Snape, seems to have forgotten that." "What do you mean Malfoy?" "What I mean is. Since your stupid Gryffindor brain can't do potions. Snape has forced me to tutor you." Harry went wide eyed.

"What!? He can't!" "Yes he can. He can fail both me and you if we don't as well." Harry groaned. "Is he mad!?" Draco laughs. "He must be! Thinking that we could get along long enough for me to teach you potions!"

Harry laughs this time. "He's gone completely bonkers!" Draco nods in agreement. Draco sighs. "I suppose there's nothing we can do about it though." "Yeah." Draco grabs out a note book. "Well, where does your brain function best?" "Huh?"

"I'm not repeating myself Weasel." "Um..." Harry taps his chin as he thinks, Draco stands patiently with a pen ready to write. "The lake." Draco nods and writes. "And what time would you be able to meet?"

"Hmm. Everyday after school from 3:30 to 4:30?" Draco nods and writes again. "Works for me. See you tomorrow Weasel." Draco walks off. Harry feels, pleased and, quite happy that they had a civil conversation.

A small smile makes itself comfortable on Harry face as the boy walks off to go have dinner. 'I just hope Kirby Jr isn't gonna nearly die from choking again. It's been years and he's still a vacuum!'

I'm sorry to anyone who has requested a oneshot. I've been lacking motivation. It's back though (as you can see). I really wanted to do this first. If you want to see a part two of this then do tell me!