Harry Potter has his mothers red hair and his father's hazel eyes. He constantly gets told how much he looks like his mother. His eyes have little flecks of green that remind him of something from when he was a baby - and he can never quite pinpoint what. When he gets his letter to Hogwarts he finally finds out. He meets a boy called Draco Malfoy, and despite a misunderstanding (and something about a weasel?) They become fast friends. A few years later they decide that just isn't enough. Harry can't stop thinking about Draco's stormy eyes and Draco simply adores Harry's freckles. (Just a PSA for the hardcore fans, this won't follow much of the original story and will most probably be filled with non-canon things that will be canon for this fic. If you find any mistakes that seem way too out of reach, please tell me and I'll alter it.)

Harry's Aunt and Uncle decide they have had enough of Harry by the age of ten. What happens when he goes to a neighbours house as a last resort, and a sarcastic, soft hearted Severus Snape comes into the picture?