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Harry was ecstatic to finally get away from the Dursleys and have a world to himself; The Wizarding World. And it was mind-blowing to learn that he was famous. Even though not for reasons he liked, still!
Now here he was, on the train to Hogwarts with his new buddy Ron, about to get off. ”You ready, Harry?” Ron asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice. “Yeah "Harry said with a gulp. When they stopped, the two boys rushed out of the train and then rushed to Hagrid who was calling first years, and whom Harry had met before.
After entering the giant castle which was the school, Harry and Ron had been gathered with the rest of the first years, in front of the Great Hall waiting to be sorted.
“ Is it true?” A pale boy with silver hair asked. “ Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.” He stated, and a few people gasped. “Yes.” He said sheepishly. “ This is Crabbe and this is Goyle. And my name’s Malfoy, Draco Malfoy.” Draco held out his hand to shake Harry’s. Harry hesitated but shook his hand in the hope of making new friends.
They were interrupted by Professor McGonagall who led them into the Great Hall. It had been decorated and candles were hanging from the ceiling which intrigued Harry. As they were waiting to be called to be sorted, Harry and Malfoy had made eye contact several times. He could see that Malfoy flinched every time someone was sorted in Slytherin. Harry figured it must be the house he was rooting for. Then, in the middle of Harry’s thinking, his name was called. A few people gasped and looked around looking for him. It wasn’t until he started to make his way to the hat that people started to whisper. He went up on the stage and sat on the stool. Hoping for Slytherin so he can be with his new friend. “Oh, Harry Potter I see. Slytherin you say huh? People might talk you know. So many expect you to go to Gryffindor like your father. Well…. Better be Slytherin!”The Slytherins clapped and cheered, but the rest just stared in shock.
He sat next to Malfoy who had been sorted before him. “Congrats.” He said. Many people had started to whisper about him.
When the feast started, Harry was introduced to all of Malfoy’s friends and instantly felt welcomed. They all seemed like fancy rich people so he tried to make himself not look like someone who slept in a cupboard for 11 years.
When they were done eating, the prefects guided them to the dungeons. Harry had completely forgotten about Ron and was more focused on the years ahead and how many friends he was going to make. He went up to his dorm room the 4 other boys, to find all of his things already placed neatly and his bed right next to Malfoy’s.
He shared a room with Malfoy, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle. This was just the start of a new life, new people, and new opportunities.
𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝟕𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫
Harry got off the Hogwarts Express with a sigh. It would be the last time he rode the train to Hogwarts. He did love it there. Malfoy, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle were his best friends. Ron and his girlfriend Hermione were nice acquaintances but Malfoy didn’t like him hanging around them. Harry had managed to soften Malfoy over the years, developing a crush on him he could never quite admit. They have had moments alone before where Harry thought Malfoy was going to kiss him, but he might just be delusional.
Harry was the good guy in the group, the one who made people show their soft sides. They didn’t care that he was a half-blood, they just really loved him. He couldn’t have been happier, but there was that itch, where Harry felt he wasn’t fully satisfied. He promised himself that he would make a move on Malfoy this year before graduation.
When he got to his sweet old dorm where he had so many memories, he couldn’t help but tear up and smile. He saw his friends coming and decided to run up and hug them. Completely surprised, Malfoy didn’t know where to put his hands and momentarily put his hands on his arse. Harry backed off and started to tell them about his summer. How he had pranked Dudley into admitting he was gay. Everyone laughed except Malfoy who looked a bit hurt for a second, then back to his icy stare.
The next day was the first day of classes. Boring as always and just bloody difficult to understand. Thank Merlin they had Malfoy or they would have failed years ago and been kicked out.
The first week passed very slowly as they were bombarded with homework. Soon enough, the weekend came around and they were free. On Saturday morning, Harry woke up late. Everyone except him and Malfoy had gone to breakfast. Harry rushed to tell Malfoy that they were late for breakfast. “Whatever let’s just skip it” Malfoy mumbled half asleep. Harry was sitting on Malfoy’s bed and was trying to nudge him awake. Malfoy then took Harry into his arms and tried to put him in a headlock. Both were laughing at that point and both were awake. They laughed until they both fell silent and just stared at each other. Suddenly Malfoy whispered, “Fuck it.” And he grabbed Harry’s face and pulled him in for a kiss. They’re soft lips dancing against each other for what felt like, minutes? Hours? Days? Finally, Harry pulled away and just stared in disbelief. Draco Malfoy, his crush for 6 years was kissing him on his bed. “I’ve liked you for years now. And have always suspected you to like me back. And the way you kissed back kinda confirmed it.” Malfoy said in his smart voice. “Shut up” Harry smirked. Harry pulled him back in for a kiss, this one more fierce. Hands wandered, Harry lifted Malfoy and set him on top of him, their erections rubbing against each other.
“Can I?” Harry asked, holding Malfoy’s shirt. In response, he just started to unbutton Harry’s pajamas. At this point, they were shirtless on Malfoy’s bed snogging.
Suddenly, Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise walked in, coming back from breakfast. “Oh my- What the fuck?!” Blaise said.