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Disclaimer: See prologue

Guide: "Talk", Thoughts, ~letters and other written stuff~

Warnings: None this chapter.

AN: Super early update due to a beetle wanting me to write her article which makes up over a quarter of this chapter.

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Monday, 2nd September 1996, Great Hall, Hogwarts

When Draco Malfoy walked into the Great Hall on the first day of classes, he didn't know how he could have been so lucky yesterday. First, Granger and Weasley had been assigned the first rounds on the Hogwarts Express, leaving Draco free to search the train for Harry. And then, when he'd found the brunet, he was all alone in his compartment. This gave him the perfectopportunity to approach Harry without fearing that one of Harry's friends would destroy his chance by insulting himor starting a fight Draco didn't want.

So, with the rest of the Golden Trio absent, Draco gave Harry the little speech he'd come up with during breakfast without being rudely interrupted by Granger or his motive being questioned by Weasley. He'd debated long with himself if he should include the whole 'we're on different sides of the war' aspect, fearing that it would make Harry decline his offer. But as it was well known to the brunet that Lucius was a Death Eater, he'd decided to compromise by mentioning the Dark Lord while on the same time leaving out where his own loyalties lie.

He knew that this way of opening his speech was still risky, so imagine his surprise when half-way through the speech Harry already voiced his interest to start off where they'd left off in St Mungo's. Draco couldn't believe that Harry had so easily agreed to his idea of reading fairy tale books without him even second guessing Draco's motive behind it. It was like Harry too missed the easy and relaxed atmosphere reading had brought them.

Draco just hoped that the other boy hadn't changed his mind over night or had told his friends about it. They surely would forbid Harry to meet him, especially alone.

Now, I just have to wait until Harry writes me a time and hope that I won't get into a fight with Weasley in the meantime, Draco thought as he sat down at the Slytherin table. He knew Harry well enough that insulting his friends would make Harry think twice about spending time with him.

He'd only poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice when hundred of owls flew into the Great Hall, delivering letters from parents and the Daily Prophet.

Let's see if the old fool was right about Black's innocent being made public, Draco thought. As the son of a Death Eater he knew long ago that Pettigrew and not Black was the mass murderer everyone was so afraid of. But through his father's work at the ministry he was also well aware that the minister tried to sweep any failures under the rug, especially at times when his reputation was already at question.

After paying for his copy of the Prophet, he opened the front page to indeed find what Dumbledore had promised would be printed today.

~Ministry Made SIRIUS Mistake!

-an article by Rita Skeeter-

My dear readers, you won't believe me but the infamous mass murderer Sirius Black is innocent. I NNOCENT ! Who would believe this? Certainly not I if I hadn't seen the proof with my very own eye s.

The battle at the Min i stry of Magic in June ( see page 3 for more information) had not only led to the M inistry finally acknowledging You-know-who's return, but also to the arrest of several Death Eaters. Amongst them were the Lestrange brothers. During their interrogation they'd boasted how Bellatrix Lestrange had killed her cousin Sirius Black during the fight, l aughing all the while about how dumb the Aurors were to believe that Black had been a dangerous criminal.

When asked by one of the Aurors present at the interrogation to clarify what they were talking about , they readily answered with big smirks on their faces. As it turned out, not Sirius Black but Peter Pettigrew had been the secret keeper of the Potters. To avoid Azkaban, Pettigrew had come up with a scheme to frame Black for the deed and succeeded in assigning the blame to his friend .

"To bad the man is dead," Rodolphus Lestrange had ended his story, laughing like mad. Unbeknownst to the Death Eater (AND the Ministry!) , his wife hadn't succeeded in killing her cousin. Under the believe that Sirius Black was dead, the Ministry dropped all charges against the man. However, when Albus Dumbledore informed the Ministry in August that Sirius Black was still alive, they changed their verdict.

While they still dismissed all charges against him for killing 12 Muggles and Peter Pettigrew, they still h e ld him accountable for breaking out of Azkaban three years ago. This, of course, makes me wonder why? Mister Black shouldn't have been in Azakaban in the first place, s o how can our Ministry even consider to charge him for leaving a place he had no reason to be in?

Of course, this leads to the question how Sirius Black could have even been thrown into Azkaban. While I haven't uncovered the answer yet, I promise you, m y dear readers, that I won't rest until I unravel this truth too. But for now, do not let us forget what w as already revealed.

I t is outrageous that our justice system makes their verdicts depend on the status of the accused. Are the crimes committed suddenly less serious when the criminal is death? The answer is a clear 'No!' So why is Sirius Black suddenly charged for breaking out of Azkaban now that the Ministry knows he's alive.

And what is even worse, the Ministry had no intention to reveal the serious mistake that made all the years ago. The only reason why you're able to read about it now is that Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, hired M iste r Black as the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. Oh, how scared must the pupils have been yesterday when they still believed that they had a mass murderer as a teacher.

We at the Daily Prophet wish Mister Black the best of luck as a professor and may he be spared from the curse on the Defence Against the Dark Arts position.

Yours faithfully,

Rita Skeeter~

By the time Draco had finished reading the article, the Great Hall was already in an uproar. The students were excitedly talking, more than one looking at the Head Table where Sirius Black sat, calmly drinking his tea.

No reference about Black being Potter's godfather? Draco wondered as he lay down the paper. It is completely unusual for Skeeter to miss the chance to write something about Potter, he thought as he prepared his toast. But hopefully, now that the article is out, Potter can stop worrying about his godfather.

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Draco had to say that Black was a good, if annoying teacher. DADA certainly won't be as boring as last year, he thought, remembering the random pranking spells Black threw during class.

"'Constant Vigilance!' is becoming even more necessary than when Barty had taught during fourth year," Theodore Nott commented from Draco's right.

"I'm surprised that he doesn't favour Potter and his friends," Daphne Greengrass voiced her opinion.

"Yeah, he's sending more spells in their direction than at anyone else," Theo agreed.

Draco didn't comment, instead watching Harry take his seat at the Gryffindor table. When the brunet sent a small smile his way, Draco became hopeful that he would soon receive a note from Harry, informing him of a meeting time.

Halfway through the meal, two owls landed next to Draco. One he recognised as his father's owl, while the other was one of the school owls. Assuming that the school owl was sent by Harry, Draco opened the note first, laying the letter from his father aside, wanting to read it later in the privacy of his bed.

~Thursday, 7 pm

You-know-who's best friend ;)~

Really, he Dark Lord's best friend? Draco thought astonished when he noticed how Harry had signed the note. Everyone with a brain would know that one of the good guys wrote this,he thought with a shake of his head.Better destroy it before anyone else can get their hands on it, the blond decided and set the note aflame.

Seeing that his little spell had drawn attention to himself, amongst them Harry's curious green eyes, Draco gave a small nod into the brunet's directing, agreeing to the suggested meeting time.

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Thursday, 5th September 1996

Draco was nervous. During the last days he didn't have any contact with Harry outside from their shared classes and passing each other in the halls. In fact, Draco had tried his best to avoid Harry, and especially his friend Weasley, to avoid a fight between them that could make Harry change his mind.

As the blond walked up the stairs to the seventh floor, he wondered how they would behave around each other in private outside of the isolated Inoculation Ward. While they would be on their own, Harry wouldn't be dependent on him like he'd been in St Mungo's. So, they only thing making them hold on to their new peace agreement would be their own desire to get to know the other boy better.

I hope that Harry likes the book I picked out for today, Draco thought as he stood in front of an inconspicuous door. Taking a final deep breath, Draco grabbed the door handle and opened the door to the room Harry created.

"Hey," Harry's voice greeted him from a big, comfy grey sofa.

"Hey, yourself," Draco greeted back, taking a look at the room.

The room was rather small and bare. Besides the couch, it only held a coffee table, as well as a fireplace with a rug in front of it.

"I brought us a snack from the kitchen," Harry said, pointing at the bowl of cookies and the jug of juice on the table.

"Thank you," Draco answered, glad that he would have something to drink if his throat got dry from reading out loud for too long.

After placing his knapsack on the ground next to the free end of the couch, Draco picked out the books he brought with him. "That's the Muggle fairy tale book and this is my copy of 'Finlay* the Brave'," he explained as he handed the books over to Harry.

While the atmosphere between them was friendly, they still felt awkward with Harry gingerly thumbing through the books in his hands while Draco watched the other boy in silence. So, to try and make them more comfortable, Draco asked, "So, which book would you like to start with?"

"Ehm..." Harry hesitated, considering if favouring either book could somehow anger the blond. "The Muggle one?" Harry asked cautiously.

"Okay," Draco agreed. He wouldn't have minded starting with either of the books, but as he didn't know the stories from the Muggle one, he'd hoped that Harry would pick that one first.

"Let's begin with the first story," Draco said, opening the book. "This story is called 'The frog king or iron Heinrich'," he told Harry, both boys getting comfortable at their end of the grey couch. Draco just hoped that by the end of the first story they both would be relaxed enough to talk and get to know each other better. And if not, he could always read another story or two to make them more relaxed.

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Finlay: Celtic name which means 'fair warrior'

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AN: I hope you like this chapter. Most likely I'll switch between Harry's and Draco's POV with each chapter.

Next Update: Expect it around May/June. (This time for real.)