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Auld Lang Syne by Nymphy Fate.

Summary: After
learning that he�s failing Potions class, Harry is assigned a tutor by
Snape. And who better than our own
potions master Draco Malfoy?! Their
mutual hate and all the time they are forced to spend together transforms into
an unlikely friendship. Will they end up
falling for each other in the process? Harry x Draco slash
fic. Review!

Pairing: Harry/Draco.

Rating: M,
mostly for language and stuff, but may be more for intimate sessions in later
chapters. Scratch
that, it WILL be for more intimate sessions in later chapters.

Warning: Slash. Meaning boy on boy lovin�. Don�t
like it? Leave, please/thanks. :D

Timing: Year
6. Pretend HBP never happened, k? K.

A/N: Just
out of curiosity� has anyone noticed yet what Draco said his animagus is?? Cough.lion.cough. As in� Haarrryyyyy�!! XD BAHAHAHAHAHA LMAO okay I�ll stop now. Just thought I�d point that out, in case you
didn�t catch or understand that or whatever.
:D Anyways, tanks for all the
support and review so far, they certainly make me EXTREMELY movitvated. Review review review!! MUAH!!

And also� I am SO sorry
that this has taken longer to get out than the other chapters, I literally JUST
started college and it�s been completely hectic, ugh. -rolls eyes- But I promise you, it�s well worth
the wait. Or at least�
I hope� lol. Enjoy, my loverlies! MUAH!!

DISCLAIMER: Yeah,
no. Don�t own it; all those damn lawyers
can just leave me the hell alone, thaannkkk yoouuu�
-smiles sweetly- No profit is made.

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I guess the only way you
could describe how I felt over the next few days was� ecstatic.

And everyone around me
started to take notice, too, somehow. It
was like I had a permanent smile embedded into my face these days.

But then again, what could I
really say to all these people? I couldn�t
very well say to people that I�d started a friendship with Draco Malfoy,
of all people, not to mention that I was practically in love with him,
too.

For one, people probably
wouldn�t believe me anyways.

Two, even if they did
believe me, Ron would surely make it a bigger deal than it actually was, and
convince the rest of the entire student body that I was evil and a traitor for
befriending my ex-rival, and the guy who was pretty much a god in the
Slytherin House.

And three, they�d probably
classify me as terminally insane and send me with a one-way ticket to St. Mungo�s in a straightjacket. Not exactly the best thing to happen to the
savior of the wizarding world, I can assure you�

Although, I think I�d make it
about a thousand times worse if I let the whole world know that I actually liked
him, not just wanted to be his friend.

It was Friday morning when
they first started noticing something was� off with me.

Okay, so it was actually Hermione
who noticed and so it really wasn�t all that surprising, but still.

And, to
tell you the truth� I�m kind of
surprised that no one noticed sooner that I was so infatuated with the
guy. I mean, I�d been staring at him for
months and no one noticed. Am
I really not that obvious, or is everyone else just oblivious?! I dunno�

We were sitting in the Great
Hall for breakfast and I was just there, smiling and humming to myself as I
pushed my food around on my plate.
Because, I mean, really, if you had spent months of your life
crushing and being fascinated with some bloke who you thought didn�t even
really notice you (well, except to torment you, of course), much less
want to be your friend, and that very thing happened just days
ago, you�d be pretty cheery too, wouldn�t you think?

Yeah. Pretty much.

�Harry?� I heard Hermione�s
voice address me and I looked over at her, sitting across the table from me,
the dreamy expression still plastered on my face. She gave me a speculative look probably
silently wondering if I was either on crack, or just plain going crazy.

�Hmm?�

�Harry, what�s with
you?! I haven�t seen you this happy in months. Not since Sir-� Did something happen?�

�Yeah.� I nodded, my grin widening as I ignored the comment about my godfather. �Yeah, I guess it did�� I answered
cryptically.

She stared at me expectantly,
waiting for me to continue, but decided to ask when I didn�t go on any
further. �Well what is it then?�

I thought about how to answer
her for a minute. �How
�bout I tell you if it all works out, kay, �Mione?�

Hermione stared hard at me
for another moment, clearly frustrated, before nodding her head. �Fine. You can tell me about it then, but� if
it does, I want full details, Harry.
Understand?� She raised her
eyebrows and stared me down, in an attempt to be intimidating. It sure worked, too� Her stare was just like Mrs. Weasley�s� Amazing. I
don�t see why she and Ron aren�t already married� Or, well, at least engaged�

Her comment made me blush
slightly though. Did �full details� have
to include telling her about snogging sessions, or
was it just talks that I had with him�?
I really didn�t know how to answer her, so I stared dumbly at her for a
moment before answering finally. �Uhm� Sure thing, Hermione, full details it is�� And then I snapped my head to my food so that
I could override my slight embarrassment, which quickly dissipated to leave me
to my dreamy state once again to continue my humming.

After moments of pushing the
food around on my plate once again, I surreptitiously glanced over at the
Slytherin table. Draco was there, with Blaise talking to him animatedly, although Draco didn�t
really seem to be paying him any attention.
Interesting� Draco actually not
paying attention to someone�? Now that�s
odd�

He was looking at Blaise with a totally bored expression, looking completely
uninterested with whatever it was that Blaise was
saying to him.

I wasn�t so much glancing at him anymore, but more like staring now,
thoroughly amused with Draco�s expression.

His eyebrow was cocked and he
started glancing around the rest of the room where his eyes stopped on
mine. Quickly I averted my eyes so that
he wouldn�t see I was staring at him. Although�
I really think he might�ve caught me there.

Damn.

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We were studying in the
library later that night again, something that had become a fantastic routine
as of late.

Draco was studying for
Transfigurations, while I, on the other hand, was
trying to cram things into my brain for tomorrow�s Potions exam.

I�d been thinking of the best
way to ask him something when I suddenly just blurted it out accidentally.

�D�you
think we should tell people that we�re friends now?�

He raised his head slowly to
look at me and blinked. �What?�

I started to get nervous
under his gaze. �U-uh� I said that maybe
we should tell people that we�re friends�?�

He didn�t say anything for a
minute and then closed his eyes, as if trying to will
himself away or something, and then opened them again to look straight in my
eyes. �No,� he said, calm and clear.

I furrowed my eyebrows in
confusion. �Why not?�

�Honestly, Harry, you know
that they would never accept this! The
Boy Who Lived and the son of a Death Eater do not become friends,
it�s like� it�s like an unwritten rule or something�!� he all but screamed, and
I wondered if Madam Pince was going to come and yell
at us to get out of the library.

�No,� I ground out,
desperate for him to understand. �No, alright?!
You�re not a fucking �Death Eater�s son,� alright?! You�re Draco. And I�m� I�m Harry. Your friend, and if
you ever forget that I�m going to be forced to kick you repeatedly in the head
until you get it through that thick skull of yours, y�got
it?!�

I wasn�t about to give him
up. Not yet, not when I�d just started
to get to know him. And no one was going
to take that away from me, take him away from me� We were going to make up for six years of
lost friendship, even if it was the last thing I ever did.

He nodded, almost
imperceptibly, and then gave me a sort of half-smile. After a moment he spoke again. �So when you want to tell them then?�

Grinning from ear to ear, I
launched myself at him and embraced him in a tight hug. �Thank you, thank you, thank
you!�

�What�re you doing, Scarhead?!� he grumbled and I entangled myself from him
quickly, sitting back down in my seat, still smiling.

�Nothing,
Ferret Face.�

He rolled his eyes, although
he was smiling a tiny bit, I saw. �Yeah
yeah, just don�t keep doing it. So when are
we going to tell them anyway?�

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Within the next whole week,
the entirety of Hogwarts knew that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were
friends.

Hermione took it just fine,
actually, which only sort of surprised me. I�d been thinking that she wouldn�t accept
it, accept him, but then - what d�you know -
she actually does, says she�s happy to welcome him into our group, and
that she�ll be nice if he stops calling her �all those wretched names.� She says that she wonders why all of us were
never friends in the first place, when Draco and I have so obviously
become friends so quickly.

Ron, on the other hand�? Not so much.
He says that if Draco stops calling him The Weasel then maybe he�ll
give him a chance, but only maybe.
What the fuck?! If I�ve
gotten past all this shit, then why can�t Ron?!

The rest of the Gryffindors are completely skeptical about the whole
thing. They think it sounds sketchy,
like �at any moment he could hand me over to the Dark Lord and run.�

Honestly, what does it take for someone to trust a guy in this
place?

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�Draco! Draco, hold up! Look!� I shouted at him joyfully, running
down the corridor after him.

I thrust him the parchment
after finally catching up with him.

He smiled appraisingly at my
near-perfect score I�d achieved on the last Potions exam.

�Not bad, Potter,� he grinned
up at me.

�Who knew you were such a
great teacher?� I asked rhetorically, smiling proudly as I glanced at him.

He smiled back, shaking his
head. �Snape apparently, or else he
wouldn�t have stuck you with me in the first place.� He laughed.

�Prat,�
I glared.

�Git.�

The playful arguments were a
whole new experience to us, yet it all came natural, as if we�d been doing it
the entire time we�d known each other.

�So what�re you doing
tomorrow night?� I inquired.

He eyed me speculatively, but
curious all the same. �Nothing
so far, why? You asking me on a
date?� he joked, smiling.

I gave him a dirty look. �No, the Gryffindors
are all having a party tonight, just a fun casual Friday night thing� you
interested? People from the other houses
are coming too, so it�s not like you�ll be the only one from somewhere else.�

His eyes widened a bit in
surprise, though he tried to feign it. �Really? I mean,
wouldn�t they get upset that you invited a Slytherin??�

I shook my head, brushing it
off. �It�ll be fine, I can tell them you�re
coming and to be nice. I mean, just because
you�re from a different house doesn�t make you inherently evil, per se.� I paused for a moment before continuing. �Or that you can�t make friends either, for
that matter. I mean, we�re doing
well with it so far, aren�t we?�

Okay, so maybe that was being
a bit na�ve there but still, I had no reason not to trust the
guy, right? I�d been hanging out with
him for a few weeks now, and in that time I�d actually gotten to know him
fairly well. He may have been a
Slytherin, but that didn�t necessarily make him a complete prat.

�Come over at about eight,
knock on the portrait, and I�ll let you in, �kay?� I smiled warmly to let him know I wasn�t just
playing with him on this.

�Uh� sure. Sounds great,
Harry.� He smiled tentatively in
return. Looking at his watch, he glanced
back up at me. �I�d better get going though, I�ll be late for Charms.�

�Yeah, see you later then.� I stared after him as he walked off in his
always-graceful Malfoy step that was his and his alone, slightly mesmerized.

Belatedly, I noticed that the
corridor was completely vacant, no one there in the least.

Sighing, I headed off to Care
of Magical Creatures after realizing just how late I really was going to
be.

No doubt Hermione and Ron
would drill into me in two seconds flat about where I�d been between classes
just then.

Ugh.

Kill me. Just kill me now.

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�So, erm�
you guys don�t mind that I invited Draco to the party tonight, right?� I asked
Ron and Hermione later that afternoon while we were hanging out in the common
room.

Hermione stared at me for a
few moments, frozen, as did Ron.

�You� invited Malfoy?� she
said slowly, the words coming off her tongue awkwardly, and she chanced a
glance at Ron. He was� confused, it
seemed. I don�t think he could
understand the concept of having the words �invited� and �Draco� in the same
sentence.

�Yeah� you don�t mind, do
you? I swear, I�ve been hanging out
with him for the past week, he�s not that bad a guy, once you get to know him.� I paused.
�So do you care that I asked him to come?�

�Uhm�
I guess that�s fine�� Hermione replied, still speaking slowly.

�Ron?� He looked shocked still.

�Eh?�

�You okay if Draco comes
tonight?�

That sure seemed to break him
out of his trance. Glaring at me, I
could see the fire in his eyes, the anger that was there. �Since WHEN, exactly, did you start using his
given name?!� he snarled, and I could sense the malice that laced his
voice. �Since WHEN is
he �Draco�! It�s MALFOY,
Harry! You can�t invite the ferret!�
he spoke incredulously, and his last comment was the breaking point for me.

Something inside of me
snapped right then.

I took a step toward Ron, a
dangerous glint in my eyes.

�Do not call him that,�
I sneered, pointing an accusing finger at my supposed �best mate.�

�It�s Malfoy, Harry,�
he whined. �I don�t care what you
say, he will never change. He�s
always just going to be the same old Malfoy we all know and hate, the same
little slimy snake who just gets in our way in
everything we do-�

�He has changed,
Ron. And you don�t know him. You
don�t know him like I do, because you�re just too damn ignorant and hot-headed
for your own good. And you will never get
to know him - who he really is - unless you open up and stop
being an arrogant prick. Draco is
different than you think, Ron, an you will see that
tonight, when he comes.

�This is an inter-house
party, Ron, and that means that everyone is allowed to come, including
Slytherins, not just certain people who you
deem okay. It means that everyone
is welcome to be here, and the sooner you get that through your head the more
fun you�ll be having tonight. Because I,
for one, am not talking to you until you decide to stop being an arse and come
around to the idea that Draco is my friend now. If I don�t have any qualms with him
then neither should you.

�Now if you will excuse me,�
I snarled, looking back at Ron from my place at the Gryffindor common room door
frame, �I have more important things to be doing with my time right now than
standing here and arguing with you.�
�I think I�ll go find my best friend, since you obviously aren�t taking
up the job right now. Thank Merlin he�s
not this fucking prejudiced.�

And with that, I slammed the
door shut on a shocked Hermione, and a furious Ronald Weasley.

I strode angrily down to the
dungeons, coming to a stop at the door to the Slytherin common room, and
knocked.

It opened a moment later,
only to reveal a certain favorite Slytherin of mine.

�Hey.� He had a baffled look on his face, obviously
confused as to why I was there, again for the second time in a week.

�Hey,� I greeted back
solemnly. �Mind if I come in?�

I swear he could see the
angered look on my face, how mad I really was deep down; I�d obviously failed
in successfully schooling my features.

He stepped aside to open the
door further. �Not at
all. Get in here, you,� he said
playfully, in an attempt to get me in a better mood. And he succeeded, too. I cracked the tiniest of smiles and walked
past him and into their common room.

Who knows? Maybe sometimes it really isn�t too late to
change your best friends.

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A/N: And
so yeah, I have some other projects that I�m working on too, besides this
particular one and the one I just mentioned, I�m like not even freaking kidding
you guys, I have about five other one-shot ideas pretty much, or else actual story
ideas. And I�m in college now. So I basically have no free time. I feel like I�m in jail. It sucks.
>.< Gah!!

Hehehe� lol, so yeah, anyways,
review, it makes me write mucho mucho faster!! ^.^

Next chapter: The party.
Harry and Draco have some conversations, in
turn making their friendship that much stronger.
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