Hatred

First Meetings

Harry approached the kind looking blonde lady, whom he presumed was a witch. This was a safe presumption, as Harry had saw her watch a blonde man and a blonde boy pass through a pillar, which Harry once again safely presumed, was Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

"Excuse me, madam?" Harry asked, looking up at the blonde woman.

Harry received a genuine smile in response, as the woman looked down toward Harry. "Yes, dear?"

Harry was momentarily taken aback by such a kind look, as he was use to receiving only sneers and other cruel faces from his relatives. Once Harry shook himself out of the stupor, he spoke up. "I saw you watch those two," Harry said, gesturing toward the pillar, "and I was hoping you could show me how to get to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters?"

The woman's eyes flashed in surprise, though she continued to smile. "Of course, dear. This is my son Draco's first year too. You simply speed up your walk and go straight through."

Harry offered the lady a shy smile. "Thank you, madam."

"Of course, dear. And please, Narcissa is fine."

Pleasantly surprised, Harry nodded, and his face brightened before he briskly passed through the pillar. Narcissa soon followed.

"Is your family already here, dear?" Narcissa questioned, having previously assumed that the boy had gotten separated from a large group.

Harry opened his mouth, only to snap it shut.

Narcissa frowned. "It's alright, dear. You can tell me."

At the blonde's encouragement, Harry stated, "My relatives don't care for frea- I mean, wizards like me, madam."

Somehow, Narcissa's face grew softer still at Harry's response. "Oh you poor boy. Maybe you can stay with us this summer? It would be awful of me to leave you with those horrendous muggles. And you may call me Narcissa, dear."

Harry smiled brightly at Narcissa. "Really, ma- Missus Narcissa?"

"I'll discuss it with my husband, dear. Here he is now," Narcissa announced with a returning smile.

Sure enough, only a few steps away stood the blonde man and similar boy Harry had seen earlier. The blonde boy had a rather large trunk at his side, with an owl perched atop it.

"Mum, who's that?"

Narcissa smiled at the two boys. "Draco, meet..." Narcissa trailed off, only just realising she had yet to get the raven haired boy's name.

"Harry. Harry Potter."

Both the Malfoy matriarch and heir felt their masks briefly slip, as a look of surprise flitted across their faces.

"Harry, meet my son Draco, and my husband," Narcissa took a moment to unnecessarily gesture toward the blonde man, "Lucius."

Draco stuck out his hand. "Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Harry smiled and shook Draco's hand, before turning to Lucius. "Nice to meet you, Mister Malfoy."

Lucius offered Harry a polite nod. "You as well, Mister Potter. I am glad you managed some manners after living with vile muggles for years."

Harry wasn't bothered by Lucius' jab, much to the man's discontent. In fact, he only smiled and said, "Thanks, Mister Malfoy." After a moments pause, Harry decided he had a story that would amuse the Malfoy patriarch.  "I let a snake loose on my cousin once."

Lucius raised an eyebrow, secretly intrigued. "Oh?"

Harry nodded, a smirk now gracing his face. "I made the glass go away after I talked to the snake. She was upset because of the glass, and happily went after my cousin for me." Harry then frowned, "I got in trouble though, even though my uncle didn't have any proof it was my fault."

Lucius somehow managed to keep his mask in tact while he was internally floundering over Harry's apparent parsletongue abilities.

"If what you say is true, Mister Potter, I highly suggest you keep your ability a secret. I'm sure Draco can further explain?"

Draco nodded at his father's prompting as Harry replied his agreeance with Lucius.

Draco had since relinquished Harry's hand, but he snatched it again when Narcissa announced it was time to board the train. Narcissa said her goodbyes to the boys, kissing Draco's cheek as he shook excitedly. Lucius merely told his son to make sure he gets sorted into Slytherin.

Harry decided that he would have to ask Draco what Slytherin was on the train.

Draco began tugging Harry toward the train, his trunk (and Harry's) following after him. Harry smiled at the Malfoys, more fondly at Narcissa than Lucius, as Draco pulled him along. "Goodbye Mister and Missus Malfoy!"

"Goodbye, Harry dear. And it's Narcissa!" Narcissa replied, as Lucius just offered another polite nod. After a beat, Narcissa spoke up again. "And Draco, stop pulling poor Harry!"

A/N

I adore Narcissa. That's all. And is it utterly improbable for the Malfoys to immediately invite Harry to live with them? Of course. But it is likely the only immediate thing in this story. And I like it.

Future pairing suggestions? Harry and any of the Malfoys is unlikely for this story, as they will all develop a more familial relationship. Slash for Harry. I was considering Draco and Luna, as well.