Love To Hate (Drarry)

Chapter 1: Friends

Draco's POV

I walked to the train to start my 3rd year, I looked back at Mother and she gave me a concentrate smile. Unlike Father, she cares for me and how I feel about....choices.

I got on the train and noticed the Golden Trio, Potter among them with a big toothy grin on his face. "Why so happy Pottah?" I called from the door of their compartment. His smile shrank, but was still there.

"Shove off will you Malfoy? We don't you here to ruin the mood." Ron replied, sounding rather annoyed.

"Oh cheer up will you Weasley? But if you-" I cut myself off when I noticed a man sitting next to them. "Hey, who is that guy next to Ron." I said pointing at the man. They all looked at him with rather shocked faces.

"There was a man here?" Ron answered staring at him.

"I swear you Gryffindorks are blind. Well I'll go to my compartment, we'll finished this little chat later, you never know what could happen on a ride like this." I said and walked into the compartment across from them.

I didn't have anything planned to happen to them during the ride, just wanted to give Weasel some paranoia.

Soon after I sat down, my friends Crabb and Goyle came in and later Pansy and Blaise. We talked for a the first few minutes of the ride.

Harry's POV

"Something is off about Malfoy..." Ron said looking out the window.
"Is this about the last thing he said? Don't worry Ron it's probably nothing. He just wanted to push your buttons." I replied.
"Fine, but if something bad happens don't blame me." Ron replied with his hands up. Just then the lights shut off and train slowed it's pace.
"Why is the train stopping? Clearly were not there yet." Hermione said looking out the windows. The compartment suddenly had a cold, depressing feeling around it. Me and Ron looked out the door and saw a cloaked figure floating down the hallway. It stopped at our compartment and got in. Everything started to become a blur, then the room was getting darker and darker until it was completely black and I couldn't hear anything except a high pitched scream.

Draco's POV

I looked out the compartment and saw the cloaked figure Potter and Weasel we're looking at. It went in their compartment. The moment it came by both of our compartments, thoughts of Father came flooding back to me. Him yelling at me, slapping me, giving me to crucio curse for what seemed like hours but was probably just a few seconds. I hadn't even noticed the spell the guy next to the Golden Trio shot at the creature to make it back away.
The lights came back on and I looked in Potter's compartment. He was blacked out cold on the seat across from were Weasel and Mudblood we're sitting.

"You good Draco?" Pansy asked from the spot next to me.
"I'm fine." I replied. "Why do you ask?"
"You looked like you just seen death or something." She said looking at the tears that started the form in my eyes. I rubbed them away and looked at the others who didn't really know how to react to that.
"Um...well what was that thing outside?" Crabb asked trying to change the subject.
"I believe it was a dementor, my mother told me how they are going to start guarding the outskirts of the school since Black escaped." Blaise replied. "I don't know much about them so we should probably look more into them. Surely there something about them in the library." He continued not really thinking about what he was saying. "But for now we should just relax after that came near us. Clearly it's a creature with a very negative oura." Blaise finished trying to get comfortable.
"I guess your right." I replied, everyone else agreed. We mostly just sat there thinking to ourselves for the rest of the ride.

Harry's POV

"Good thing Professor Lupin knew what to do with those Dementors, are you sure you're all right Harry?" Hermione asked with a worried look on her face.
"I promise I'm fine, we can just look for the effects of Dementors tomorrow." I replied. We all agreed to do that as we sat down. We were immediately bombared with questions by some of the gryffindors asking about the Dementors. After a few minutes of questions I heard a Slytherin call out my name. I turned around to see Malfoy was calling for me.
"Pottah, is it true you fainted, like you actually fainted?" Malfoy said it in a sarcastic voice, but I heard a little bit of concern, could Malfoy actually care about me?
"Shove off Malfoy." Ron said and pushed me to face the table. "Don't listen to him Harry, he's mad." Ron said before Dumbledore started his speech. I didn't pay attention to him though, I was to focus on Malfoy, I swear he sounded as if he cared about me. But why would he? I kept thinking about this and before I knew it we had to retire to our dorms.

I was silent for most of the night seeing as I couldn't think about anything else. I thought I would go to the astronomy tower to clear my mind once everyone was sleeping, then no one would bother me. I went in my bed and waited for everyone to sleep, once I knew for sure no one was awake I put on my invisibility cloak and made my way to the tower. It was surprisingly more silent than I thought, not a teacher in sight.

Once I made it to the top of the tower I noticed someone sitting by one of the windows. I got closer only to see it was Malfoy sitting there. I took off my cloak without him noticing and placed in on the ground.
"What are you doing here Malfoy." I asked, startling him.
"I could ask the same to you Pottah." He replied still facing the window.
"I actually need to talk to you about something." I said, making him turn around.
"What you need to talk about to me Pottah, was it was I said to the Weasel before the Dementors came." Draco said. I never actually thought about it, he said something bad could happen and it did. "No it's not that, it's what you said before Dumbledore's speech, you thought you fooled everyone making it sound sarcastic, but I heard concern in your voice. Do you care about me Malfoy?" I said. He looked speechless until he finally relaxed.
"You know what Potter, I never hated you. My father was the one who forced me to be a Slytherin and they are expected to hate all Gryffindors, including you and the rest of your trio. I honestly think I'm supposed to be Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, or anything but a Slytherin. But I'm a Malfoy and Malfoys are basically disowned if there not in Slytherin." He said staring at the floor. This shocked me, Malfoy doesn't hate me?
"Malfoy....how about we be friends. If you want to keep it a secret we could hang out here every night." I said hoping he would say yes. He looked up at me.
"Ok Potter, we can be friends. I'm glad you understand why I can't be friends with you in public yet." He said standing up and walking closer to me. "Oh and, since we're friends you can call me Draco." He said.
"Well you can call me Harry then." I smiled at the thought of me and Mal- Draco being friends. We sat there and talked for the whole night, and before we knew it the sun was coming up and we had to go back to our dorms, pretending we hated each other.
"Same time tomorrow?" Draco asked.
"Same time tomorrow." I replied as we went our separate paths. I think I'm gonna like this friendship.

🏳️‍🌈Hey guys welcome to my new story. I hope this one won't end up like the last thing I written but we can only hope. Sorry if there are grammar or spelling erorrs. Well see ya in the next chapter. Bai guys🏳️‍🌈