Well…here goes. Special thanks to Mandi and Azkabans Worst Nightmare, you two reviewed in under 10 minutes from me posting. I love knowing people read my fics now ^_^ I'm going to attempt to add in your characters in this chapter, if not the next. Maybe I'll have you two as the people who show Draco, Ron and Harry around. Hope you enjoy this chapter, its dedicated to you two!

Warnings: SLASH!!!! Yes, it is in the first chapter. And some language. Thank you.

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CHAPTER ONE

None of them could believe what was happening. Sure it seemed natural that Harry would end up at Bretton Academy to learn wandless magic, being the Boy-Who-Lived and all. But sending Ron!? It was a mystery how his family could even afford the large cost of putting their son into this prestigious school. After all, it took most of their life savings just to put Ron and Ginny through Hogwarts. And Bretton was costing at least five times more for one school year then Hogwarts did. Not that Ron even wanted to go in the first place, but his parents believed it would be a good learning experience for their son, to learn how to do magic without his (usually broken) wand. Less chance of him causing himself any more bodily harm, they had said. But he supposed that knowing that Harry was going to be there with him almost made up for the fact that they were traveling with Malfoy. Draco…he alone had the money to get himself out of this little school change, or at least he could have had his father convince his mother that he didn't have to travel all the way to Canada for wandless schooling. But his mother insisted and his father wasn't going to argue, so here he sat, in the train compartment with Potter and Weasley. Maybe if he had his own compartment for the long trip, it wouldn't be so bad, but the rest of the train was flooded with Muggles, so he opted to stay with the other two teens.

Ron's simple question to why Draco was even there in the first place set the blonde boy off and he glared, hard. Ron muttered under his breath, something along the lines of 'stupid git' and sat back on his seat. Draco snorted and went back to his reading. This action made Harry chuckle and he folded his legs under him, emerald green eyes shining. Since he had gotten his eyesight corrected by magic, he hadn't needed his glasses for over a year now.

"I swear, you two fight like a married couple." He followed the sentence with a smirk and pushes his short bangs from his eyes. Draco glared again. ~Doesn't he ever shut up? I don't know if I can last the rest of this train ride, the plane across the ocean and another train ride with him if he's going to keep babbling on like that~ Pushing his own waist length hair over one shoulder, Draco stood and stretched, arching his back, hands over his head. Dressed in, slightly small, Muggle clothing, the shirt Draco was wearing slid up over his well toned stomach. Ron rolled his eyes and poked him in the stomach. ~Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts~ he chanted in his head.

"Suck in that fat Malfoy, wouldn't want your fish belly white stomach to look like you've been pigging out now would we?" Draco glared, whacking Ron on the side of the head with his hand.

"Oh bugger off Weasel boy, there's not fat what so ever on my body, unlike you," Draco sneered and sat back down…silently running his hands over his flat stomach, checking for any fat that might just be there. Harry once again rolled his eyes, whacking Ron on the other side of his head to stop him from shooting back another comment.

"Don't get started you two, we still have a long ride ahead of us. I doubt the professors in Canada would like to see us walk into the school bloody from fighting on a train, surrounded by Muggles," he said calmly, pulling his best friend back against his chest. Draco raised an eyebrow but said nothing at the act of…affection? He simply turned himself away to look out the window while Harry and Ron talked softly. ~Damn friendly Harry…damn sexy Harry…Gah! When the hell did I start calling that git Harry? Arg! I'm still doing it!~ Draco whimpered, making Harry stop stroking Ron's chest and look up at the blonde.

"Draco? You ok?" he asked softly, truly concerned for the blonde object of his affection, not that he'd ever admit he liked Draco. With a snort Draco flipped him off.

"Go back to pleasuring your fuck toy and leave me alone," he grumbled, and Harry looked away, sadness in his eyes. Ron pulled himself from his best friends arms and lunged at Draco, tackling him off his seat and proceeded to pummel the blonde into the floor. He would have done a lot more damage if Harry hadn't acted so quickly and pulled the red headed boy off Draco.

"Damnit Ron! Sit down, shut up and don't move!" he yelled, tossing his friend back onto the seat. In the last few years Harry had changed a lot. Growing bigger and stronger, along with becoming the schools best Quidditch seeker. He was easily able to throw almost anyone aside if the need arose.

"Draco? You ok?" he asked for the second time in less than five minutes, helping the bloodied blonde up off the floor of the compartment. Draco winced, holding his arm against him tightly, tears threatening to spill over. Without so much as a word shared between the two, Harry had used his robes to clean the blood off Draco's face, and stopped his nose from bleeding. With tender hands he checked the blonde's wrist for anything broken.

"Just a sprain," he said softly, leaning forward and kissing Draco's tears away. Ron's eyes went wide and he fainted, rolling off the seat and onto the floor. Draco couldn't help but laugh softly, kissing his boyfriends lips.

"I thought you told him? Well…I guess not, or I wouldn't have had to act so mean to you before." Harry nodded slowly and lifted Draco in his arms, easily pulling down one of the bunks and laying his injured boyfriend on the bed.

"Get some sleep love, its along ways until we get to the airport. I promise to talk to Ron as soon as he wakes up," he told the blonde softly, tucking him in and smoothing his long hair back. It wasn't long before Draco was sleeping peacefully, calmed by Harry's hand stroking his head, and the rain that was now pouring against the window of the train. With a sigh, the green eyed boy sat back and held his head, rubbing his temples slowly. ~Why oh why didn't I just tell Ron…this trip would have been so much easier…~

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Viola! My first chapter, and hopefully more to come. Yes, some yummy Draco/Harry slash ^_^ I love that pairing, possibly bringing in Ron in later chapters. A threesome? I dunno. Maybe one of my loyal reviewers would like to be paired with him, be it male or female. Please no flames and I'll post another chapter ASAP.