Fan Fiction ❯ Draco's Change of Heart ❯ The Shocking Truth ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Grey Eyed Maiden: Hello. This is my first Harry Potter fic and well I hope it's good but I think reviews would help a lot.
 
Please excuse my flagrant use of commas, I fear that my deficiency in proper comma usage has caused me to over-use them, and if my writing is awkward because of that then I hope you will excuse me. Also I know that in the following there are many alarming run-on sentences but due to my inexpert sentence construction skills I was unable to fix them so I hope you'll bear with me.
 
Summary: Over the summer Draco has become a changed man, he's become a second Harry Potter, and everyone loves him. But can Harry, suddenly cast from the limelight, overcome his suspicions (and perhaps jealousy) and embrace this new Malfoy? Or will he bar Draco's ascension to hero status? And even more pressing is the question of whether Draco's transformation is in fact permanent.
 
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own the rights to the delightful characters that populate Harry Potter, JK Rowlings holds this claim and she seems rather unwilling to relinquish it.
 
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Chapter One: The Shocking Truth
 
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Harry stood before the scarlet engine of the Hogwarts train, the summer vacation finally over he was about to enter his 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry where he was regarded as something of hero due to his amazing ability to survive death wishes by powerful dark wizards. He stepped onto the train feeling slightly out of place without his two inseparable best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione. He passed many different compartments searching for his best friends. As he walked through the trains he caught snippets of conversations, all of which seemed to be concerning a story, which seemed for once to have nothing to do with Harry. He caught snippets of conversations, “Didja hear?” “I know!” “I heard that too.” “Can you believe how brave he is? Not to mention dreamy!” The comments served to aggravate Harry slightly as his curiosity was piqued by the prospect of something exciting having happened over break, but the lack of information garnered was irritating. He felt more out of the loop than usual, having spent the summer vacation with the Dursley's in Majorca. Not that they got on any better there than at home, but the change of scenery had been nice in alleviating Harry's depression over the sudden death of his godfather, Sirius Black. However he had been completely cut off from the wizarding world at large, and had no clue what had occurred while he had been soaking up the sun.
Harry was significantly surprised at the reception he received on the train. He was quite used to having fellow students gawk at him, to have first years breathlessly ask if he was indeed the Harry Potter. Not only that but even those in his own year were known to wave and call out to him. This year a few first years gawked at his forehead and a few nodded at him while deep in conversation with one another, but they seemed, to Harry, rather unimpressed. He got the expected calls of greeting and waves from his fellow Gryffindors, along with a scattered number of friends from other houses, Ernie Macmillan, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Luna Lovegood (who was reading a copy of The Quibbler and waved rather absentmindedly) and Cho Chang. Harry realized with a start that for the first time in his six years in the wizarding world he was being treated almost normal. He certainly felt normal being glared at by a bunch of indignant 3rd year girls whose whispered conversations he'd broken short with his appearance in their compartment. `Isn't this what you always wanted? To be normal?' said the voice in the back of his head as he muttered an apology to the girls who were now looking at him with disapproval. Having been treated as a celebrity for nigh on six years, Harry's sinking to a level of almost obscurity and vague interest, was rather shocking to him. Of course, Harry chastened himself silently, he was over-reacting; it was only the first day back, he could not expect his first day to be a reflection of the year to come.
He broke from his revelries and spotted a fiery red head in the next compartment. Ron was not hard to spot even sitting with his back to Harry, as he seemed, impossibly, to have grown even taller and ganglier over the summer. Hermione was sitting with him of course, chattering happily about her plans to create study schedules for their N.E.W.T.s.
Ron seemed dismayed at this, and protested, saying “But Hermione, N.E.W.T.s aren't until the end of next year!”
Hermione ignored Ron and said breezily “Hello Harry!”
Ron turned to Harry and looked at him, aghast and said wonderingly, “Did you hear that? I declare she's barking mad, absolutely barking mad!” Harry grinned at Ron's horror-struck expression.
He flopped down in the seat next to Ron and asked them what everyone was talking about. Ron and Hermione shared an almost guilty look, and began to talk at once.
“Well, you see Harry...”
“Don't take this personally mate but…”
They shared another look and breathing in, said as one
“It's Malfoy.”
 
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GEM: Well that's just the first chapter, sorry it's so short, on paper it looked much longer. But…reviews??