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Mainly canon up to, and including, Order of the Phoenix. Roughly follows certain events from Half-Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows. Ignores epilogue completely.

EXCERPT from Chapter Four;

Harry rolled over fitfully in his sleep, disturbing his dream. It shimmered and fragmented, waiting for him to settle back down. When it began to coalesce he was no longer stood on a footstool in Madam Malkin's. Instead, he was sitting in a compartment of the Hogwarts Express, opposite an eleven-year-old Ron who was in full flow, explaining all about the intricacies of Quidditch and the games he had been to see with his brothers.

The door suddenly slid open and Harry looked up, expecting to see Hermione or the boy with the missing toad again. But it was neither. Three boys had entered, and he instantly recognised the middle one. It was the pale-faced boy from Madam Malkin's, with the white-blond hair and the eyes that had made even simple conversation impossible. The same eyes that were now staring at him with undisguised interest.

"Is it true?" the boy asked in the same haughty voice that Harry remembered from their first meeting. "They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment." He didn't even acknowledge Ron's presence. "So it's you, is it?" he said, his eyes glittering as he stared at Harry.

"Yes," Harry replied, and the boy had done it again. One look and he was rendered incapable of anything other than yes or no. Annoyed with himself, he turned his attention to the boy's two companions, his eyes narrowing in displeasure at their very presence.

"Oh, this is Crabbe and this is Goyle," the boy said rather carelessly, noticing where he was looking. "And my name's Malfoy..."

Harry's eyes flickered back to the boy's silver ones.

"...Draco Malfoy," the boy finished, smiling that same shy smile he had given Harry in Madam Malkin's.

But then, with one cough and a barely-disguised snigger, Ron trampled right over the moment with all the finesse of a rampaging bull.

Draco turned his now steely gaze on Harry's companion for the first time since entering the compartment. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford." Giving Ron a disdainful once-over, Draco turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." And to Harry's surprise, Draco held out his hand.

Harry stared at it in silence. He didn't know why, but something in the back of his mind was telling him this was important. He glanced across at Ron. The redhead shrugged at him, and Harry somehow knew that whatever he did, he couldn't be friends with both boys. Neither of them would allow it; in fact, Draco was outright forcing him to choose.

(Direct character quotes taken from Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone by JK Rowling, published by Bloomsbury).