"WHAT??" Pansy's shocked scream was loud enough for some bloody Gryffindors to hear in their tower. Pansy, Blaise, Draco and Harry were sitting in the common room in their usual spot on front of the fireplace and the two were reciting the events of their meeting with Snape with the other pair."You guys didn't get into trouble at all but instead got put onto the quidditch team." Harry and Draco weakly nodded. Blaise looked slightly miffed and huffed leaning back into the couch and crossing his arms.

"What is it Blaise?" Draco looked at Blaise with an amused look on his young face.

" Nothing. It's just- you guys are now officially the youngest quidditch players ever." Harry and Draco frowned, they hadn't thought much about anything other then the fact that they were on the team.

"Well not yet, technically" the three gave Harry a confused look before he continued,"I mean, we still have to make Flints standards." Pansy sighed and shook her head.

"If Professor Snape called you out and took two first years to talk to the quidditch captain who was still in class and complimented you in your skills," Pansy looked at the raven and blonde, "You're on the team." Harry and Draco glanced at each other before smiling lightly.

"You're probably right Pans. I'm going to go to bed, it's been a long day." Harry nodded in agreement and followed Draco to their room. Both boys dressed for bed and anxiously waited for the 29th of October to approach.

The next morning

The quartet walked into breakfast the next morning and were met with shocked silence. Hushed whispers broke out over yesterday's duel and broom incident. They made their way to their table and started to eat their breakfast, chatting quietly. A flurry of owls was heard and students noticeably straightened awaiting any mail they would receive. Many different colored owls flew in with various sized packages, but not of that caught anyone's eye when two packs of three owls each were seen carrying two identical rectangular packages. The owls headed towards Harry and Draco who, with the help of others, were clearing the table making landing room for the owls. When the owls reached the table they dropped the package and all left except for a familiar white owl.

"Hey Hedwig, whatcha got there?" Harry's question was answered with a claw held out towards him. Harry gingerly reaches down and untied the letter, feeding a piece of toast to Hedwig before sending her off. Harry slowly opened the letter and scooted a bit closer to Draco so he could read along.

Harry and Draco, enclosed in these packages are your brooms. Please refrain yourselves from opening them at the table so as not to cause a commotion. They are the newest model so I advise you to take care of them. -Severus Snape

Harry looked up from the letter and beamed at the Professor, silently thanking him, while Draco looked at the packages with a new respect. "Come on Draco let's take these to the room and get ready for classes." The blonde nodded and picked up his package walking to the doors and waiting for Harry to catch up before they both practically ran to their room anxious to see their new brooms. Little did they know that not only had they left behind a confused student body and a happy Potions Master but also a very happy aura of Dark magic that wafted from the staff table.

When the boys reached their room and opened their packages they were happily assaulted with the beauty of mahogany wood with gold inscriptions reading their names and 'Nimbus 2000'.

"Wow," Draco looked at the broom in awe. Sure he had a nice broom at home but it wasn't this nice by far. Harry on the other hand was near the point of hyperventilating at the though that someone who barely knew him would buy something that, by the looks, was really expensive. He didn't think he deserved this, he was useless and was just a burden to everybody. As Draco stared at the broom Harry slowly backed up until he hit the wall and slid down to the floor.

"Harry?" Draco now wasn't focused on the broom but instead on the raven haired boy on the floor. "Harry what's wrong ? Do you not like it?"

"Not like it? No I love it. But I don't deserve it. I'm useless there's no point for the broom, I should give it back I'm just a burden." Harry's voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke. Draco looked at him hard, almost glaring at him.

"You are not a burden," Draco started firmly and dangerously calm,"You are an amazing quidditch player and you do deserve it. Harry stop bringing yourself down like this you are amazing. Since I have met you you have been nothing but kind to those who show you kindness and you are smart. Your intelligent and you are powerful. I mean you made the best needle, the only needle in McGonagalls and you can bloody talk to snakes. Your top in all of our classes so far and all of the teachers practically adore you. So stop saying your a burden and don't deserve it cause you do Harry you do deserve it." Harry and Draco both had tears streaming down their faces. Harry stared at Draco in disbelief and shock while searching for something in Draco's solemn expression. Once he had apparently found what he was looking for he launched himself into Draco's arms clinging to him tightly while he sobbed.

"I'm sorry, I just- I-"

"I know Harry it's ok. The next time I get the chance I'll kill those bloody muggle relatives of yours." Harry looked up at Draco with tears still shining in his eyes.

"Promise?"

"Promise" Harry and Draco went back to the Great Hall and finished their breakfast before heading off to classes.

Once they finished their classes they headed to the dungeons but were stopped by a second year Hufflepuff with bronze hair and grey eyes.

"Flint asked me to grab you guys and tell you to get your brooms and get to the pitch. He said something about practicing." Draco and Harry looked at each other before rushing off to their room, changing their clothes and running out to the pitch with their brooms in their hands.

As they reached the pitch they craned their necks to see the six tall hoops, the barren stands and a small green and silver form standing in the middle of the pitch with a trunk and broom at their feet. As they neared the figure they realized that it was Flint himself in his quidditch robes.

"Glad to see you got my message, guess Diggorys not that incompetent, for a Hufflepuff at least." Harry and Draco stifled a snigger to which Flint smugly smirked at before continuing. "I called you here to see if you really have the skills that I've heard about. I will release the snitch a couple of times for you Potter and for you Malfoy you must try to get the quaffle through me. Got it? Ok mount your brooms and take to the skies I'll be right there." Harry and Draco took off at beak neck speeds circling the pitch with smiles on their faces. Mini time skip. Harry and Draco landed their brooms and wiped the sweat of the faces. Draco had successfully gotten thirty five out of forty goals and Harry had gotten ten out of ten, catching the golden ball in under five minutes each time.

"Well well it seems Snape was right, you definitely are good. Welcome to the team boys. I'll inform the rest of our team as soon as I'm done out here." Flint was already walking away as he finished his sentence leaving a tired but happy pair of first years.

They walked back up to their dormitory, thankfully empty, took separate showers and before either really realized what happened they fell into a deep slumber.

What they didn't realize was that they had collapsed on the same bed and as they slept they had maneuvered themselves so that they were lying in each others arms. The blonde and raven were found in this position hours later when a worried Blaise came looking for them after they missed dinner, but the Italian boy smiled lightly before leaving their dorm and to his own.

The next morning was a groggy and sore wake up for them. Draco woke up first and, upon seeing his and Harry's position, cuddled further into the raven, sighing in contentment. Draco didn't really understand what was going on. All he knew was that he felt an unnatural pull towards Harry. It made him feel the constant need to be around him, which was easy since they had the same classes. He figured he probably should be a little concerned, but he found that as he learned a little more about Harry, he didn't mind the pull and happily embraced it.

Harry slowly opened his eyes upon waking up and, denying the fact that it was probably time to get up, buried his face into his pillow. The pillow was warm, like really warm. And it was moving, almost like it was breathing. Oh... and the smell! Harry smiled as he inhaled deeply taking in the scent of green apples, peppermint, and dark chocolate. Harry blinked as he recognized the smell. He slowly turned his head up to see molten silver eyes looking right back at him, twinkling with amusement. Harry blushed and realized that his warm moving pillow was Draco.

"Morning Harry."

"Morning Dray," Harry's greeting was cut off by a yawn. He rubbed at his eyes and ran a hand through his birds nest before he sat up,"How long have we been out?"

"No idea but it's probably around breakfast time now. You hungry?" Harry nodded and ran his hand through his hair again messing it up even more if that was possible. Draco sighed in exasperation, "Harry, can I please do something with that hair of yours. I won't slick it back like mine but we can try something else. We have the time." Harry looked skeptical as he considered but nodded his head. Draco grinned and grabbed Harry by his wrist lightly and dragged him into the bathroom.

"Sit." Harry sat in front of the mirror on a small wooden stool while Draco grabbed a hair dryer, a spray bottle, multiple combs and brushes and a bunch of different colored bottles.

"Where did you even get all this?!" Harry was amazed. He'd never seen someone with so much hair stuff, not even Petunia.

"Mother got it for me while we were out one day. But that doesn't matter. What does matter is what we're gonna do with this mop. Now- ow! Ok I'm sorry it's a beautiful tangled nest of luscious raven locks." Harry's cheeks turned an impossible shade of red at Draco's words. "I'm just going to brush it out and go from there."

Draco grabbed a comb and set to work. He brushed and combed Harry's hair until it was free of knots(no detangler at all of course). He gave it a generous amount of water and lathered in a product before grabbing the blow dryer and ruffling Harry's hair as he dried. He turned Harry away from the mirror as he made the final touches. He looked at Harry for a long moment, with an odd look on his face that could be closest described to pride, and he smiled.

"Perfect," he turned Harry around and watched as Harry's eyes widened and his jaw drop.

"How-how did- wh- what?" Harry's hair was still messy but Draco had made it a styled messy, stands fell elegantly in place and had a wispy feathery look to them. His part was subtle but went to the left and the tips ended in small rivulets at the base of his neck and behind his ears.

"Do you like it?" Draco spoke tentatively.

"No" Draco's face fell. Harry turned to Draco,"I love it." Harry and Draco shared a face splitting grin.

" Good." Draco's voice was barely above a whisper. The two shared another small smile before departing the bathroom to get dressed for the day, Harry more slowly so he didn't ruin his hair.

As they walked through the common room a hushed silence fell over them as they saw his new look. All was quiet and then-

"Woooo!! You've finally tamed the untamable nest!! Well done Harry!" Everyone started laughing at a certain Italian boys' exclamation.

"Please Blaise, it was all me." Draco said this with such a sweet tone in his voice that Harry blushed and quickly walked out of common room with a laughing blonde streaking after him. "Wait Harry where are you going?" Harry didn't answer but smiled as he walked quicker towards the second fgtfloor. He stopped right in front of the abandoned bathroom and waited for Draco to catch up. "What are we doing here Harry?"

Harry looked up at Draco,"Do you trust me?"

"Yes," Draco answered slowly. Harry smiled and dragged Draco into the bathroom.

"Ok this might seem a little weird but Anguis and Nigrum heard another snake moving around the walls in the pipes. They followed her and found a an entrance to where she was hiding and they met her and remember the first breakfast," Draco nodded,"Yeah well they found me running and took me inside to meet her and we've become good friends since. I've made multiple trips here and Anguis and Nigrum spend most of their time here since they can't come with us to classes." Draco looked confused. His head tilted at a soft angle staring at Harry with a perplexed look on his face.

"So this is where you go when you disappear?" Harry nodded sheepishly. "Ok how do we get in?"

~Open~ Draco's eyes widened as he saw the sinks separate and a cavern appear. ~Stairs, torches~ A wide set of stairs appeared and were illuminated by green-flames torches.

"Come on we need to finish before classes start, I know Quirrell seems to favor us but we still need to be on time." At Draco's smile, Harry took off down the stairs and to the door of the chamber. "Close your eyes." Draco's complies and allowed Harry to gently pull him through the door and into the chamber where a curious trio of reptiles of looked at the pair.

~Hatchling! It has been to long since you last visited, where have you been?~ Harry chuckled at the obvious whine in her voice and at Nigrum and Anguis who were now up his legs.

~I apologize. Classes have been more time consuming then I realized. But I have brought someone for you to meet, he is not a Speaker but he is a good friend, the best actually~ Harry looked at the blonde who still had his eyes tightly and smiled.

~I can close my eyes hatchling so he could see me, would you like that?~ Harry smiled and nodded. Venenuma slithered a little closer before closing her red and green eyes. Harry grabbed Draco's left wrist and led him to Venenumas snout and lightly placed the blondes hand right between her nostrils.

"Open your eyes." Draco opened his eyes slowly only for them to widen comically at the sight of the large basilisk.

"Is-is this a basilisk?" Harry bit his lip and nodded, nervously awaiting Draco's response to the situation. "This is awesome! How did he get down here?"

"One it's a She and I'm pretty sure someone brought her down her when she was an egg and has been here ever since."

"Does she have a name?"

"Venenuma. It means poisonous in Latin, fitting huh?" Draco laughed and nodded before moving his hand slowly over her scales. Venenuma pushes into his hand lightly causing Draco to jump before using both hands.

"She's beautiful, I wonder what her eyes look like."

"They're heterochromatic, ones like mine but a little bright and the other is a crimson red." Draco tilted his confused.

"How do you know?"

"I've seen them." Draco turned the rest of his body to look at Harry in shock.

"How? That's impossible, the only one able to do that was her creator."

"What do you mean 'creator'?"

"You don't know? A basilisk is a combination of dragon and snake magically modified to be the perfect weapon and companion. Salazar Slytherin created the species himself. There are very few around, ten at most probably." Harry stood there with his brow drawn in confusion that quickly formed into comprehension as his eyes widened. "Why do you look like you've figured out the worlds greatest riddle?"

"I'm related to Salazar Slytherin? But I thought the Potters..." Harry spoke slowly. "That doesn't make any sense but it's the only thing that makes sense."

"Maybe distantly? Why don't go to the library?" Harry nodded and quickly spoke a goodbye to the trio of reptiles. They walked out and walked up a set of stairs that Harry summoned. When they emerged they were right in front of the Great Hall, luckily no one was around. Draco looked at Harry confused.

"I thought we were going to the library?" Harry paused at the doors and smiled at Draco.

"I thought we should get some lunch since we missed breakfast." Draco's stomach conveniently growled and he blushed as Harry laughed at him. The two walked into the Great Hall earning quite a few stares at Harry's still styled hair bit were otherwise undisturbed as they ate a semi-large lunch.

The pair arrived at the library and went looking for heritage books and, after finding a small sum of them, poured over the thick tomes. Hours later, Harry and Draco rubbed their tired strained eyes and called it quits in their search.

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! How is that even possible? Surely the Potters would be in at least one of those books, they are one of the most Ancient and Noble houses!" Draco was understandably frustrated and tired, as was Harry(though he was even more so).

The two slowly made the way to the Halloween Feast dragging their feet behind them but didn't get far when a horrible stench made them stop in their tracks and gag.

"What the bloody hell is th-" Harry was cut off as they finished rounding the corner to see an ugly troll only covered in a small loin cloth and a thin tattered vest. In the trolls blue grey hand was a giant wooden club. Draco slowly started to back up and tried to pull Harry with but Harry slowly lifted his hand to point to two figures that were hiding in a small alcove just in front of the troll. Draco looked and saw what he was sure were the troublesome Weasley twins with blank faces but terror filled eyes. Draco leaned in closer to Harry and whispered in a small voice,"What do we do?"

Harry looked around and although he was scared he wasn't going to let that stop him from saving them. He didn't know them but he had the oddest sense of feeling what they were feeling. He felt triple the fear, he felt panicked and a thousand thoughts rushed through his head. The two red heads were obviously were too scared to move so Harry took action. He quickly pushed Draco around the corner and made a loud noise using a spell he had read about over in his temporary home of the Leaky Cauldron. The troll and the twins heads all snapped towards him. The troll walked towards Harry who had his wand pointed straight at the trolls heart. He sent a strong Confudus charm and watched as the troll stumbled back and look around before seeing Harry again. Harry cursed under his breath even though he knew the charm wouldn't last long. He made a split second decision and wordlessly tugged the club out of the trolls hand. The troll pulled back and the two played a magical version of tug a war until Harry suddenly let go. The troll fell back and the club flew into the air. Harry pointed his wand and sent a wave of magic through his wand he, along with the Weasleys twins and a dazed Draco, watched as the metal club grew longer and became a polished silver. The club, with the newly added weight, fell down and onto the trolls head with a deafening thunk!

Draco looked on in shock as the troll lay stock still on the floor. He looked to Harry who was swaying lightly on his feet. Draco rushed forward and caught Harry as his knees gave out. The two red heads snapped out of their shock and ran towards the savior.

"Is he,"

"Ok?"