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Disclaimer: I don't own anybody in this story. They all belong to JK Rowling. Talks In The Woods"Scared! How'd you come on such an idea? A Malfoy is never scared!" said Draco in an insulted voice. Harry just laughed and answered, "You sure behave very non-scared, you know." "Well you must have learned how to be fearless what with the Weasel and the Mudblood around," said Draco sarcastically. Harry responded slightly angry, "They are by far better than you. All you do is bully everyone around you after all. That isn't exactly a nice character and you must have loads of friends for this one." This time Draco didn't respond. Harry had apparently hit a sore spot. "You know I might just have taken your offer if you hadn't just insulted the first friend I made. It rather reminded me of my cousin, who is nothing but a fat bully," broke Harry the silence a while later. Still miffed Draco answered, "What can I help it if the Weasel is nothing but poor, incompetent excuse for a wizard?" "And how do you know that? Your father's words don't count on this. You don't even know him and already have an opinion about him. And Hermione is quite a remarkable witch. She knows by far more about the wizarding world then I do and I'd even go as far and say as Ron. So you can't just say that she's anything lower than yourself," explained Harry. Draco snorted, "So what? You expect me to be nice to them?" "I didn't say you had to be nice to them, but a little less mean. You for once could just ignore them. They have never done anything to you and I'm sure they won't do anything if they aren't provoked," responded Harry. Once again silence ensued as they made their way through the forest on the search for the hurt unicorn. Suddenly Draco broke the silence by asking, "So you would have taking me up on my offer if I hadn't insulted Weasley?" "Most probably, I never had friends before since my cousin made sure of that and I wouldn't mind having a few more," answered Harry. After a pause a "Damn" by Draco broke the silence. Harry looked quizzically at him before watching out for the way again, deciding not to ask what was wrong with the Slytherin. After a while the blond boy asked, "Would you be willing to give me another chance? The others can't find out however. My father would kill me for befriending a Gryffindor, not to mention what the others in my house would do." Harry turned around at this and looked at him undecided before sticking his hand out and saying, "All right. Hello, my name is Harry Potter and you are?" "Draco Malfoy," answered the Malfoy heir after a minute, unsure about this sudden turn of events. Taking the hand offered he shook it. Their new friendship was broken when they suddenly heard a strange noise. The End |