"Y/N!" Draco burst into Y/N's room, panting like crazy.

The two finally decided to get separate rooms after having to be together all the time in their dorms at Hogwarts.

"We've got our Hogwarts letters!" He quickly shoved a small envelope onto Y/N's hands.

Y/N stopped petting Kai who had grown a lot since Y/N had gotten him, letting Kai fly off his arm and out the window.

"We've got so much more requirements this year..." Y/N mumbled, putting his reading glasses on as he read the list.

Y/N heard his father clear his throat from the door, gaining both his and Draco's attention. Their father, though serious, had a sort of warmth radiating from him.

"Your mother instructed me to take you to purchase your Hogwarts items." He said with his stern voice, yet somehow soft.

"She said something about "father-son bonding."..."

Y/N and Draco turned to each other, raising their eyebrows. Their father had always been busy which is why Draco always chased after him and why Y/N had gotten exceptionally closer with his mother than father. It was strange to see him try and spend time with the twins instead of trying to make it up to them with gifts and material items. They both turned to smile at their father, happy with the slight change.

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"So... Y/N." Lucius started after they had taken money out of Gringotts, handing each child a pouch of way more money than they'd need.

"I heard you've gotten close with Harry Potter and his friends..."

"Yes, is there a problem, father?" Y/N questioned, tucking his pouch into his robes.

"No." His father instantly turned his attention to Draco as they walked down the streets of Diagon Alley.

"Granger?" Y/N called out, spotting the curly haired girl.

"Malfoy." She nodded her head, walking out of the shop.

Y/N ran towards her, leaving his father and Draco behind.

"Harry! Hagrid!"

She ran towards the two boys.

"Hello, Hermione!" Hagrid cheered as Y/N caught up to her.

"Hello, Y/N!"

"It's so good to see you!" Hermione said looking at Harry.

"It's so great to see you too!" Harry exclaimed with a bright grin.

"Your face has seen better days." Y/N chuckled, giving Harry a brotherly hug.

"What happened?"

"Oculus Reparo." Hermione casted, fixing Harry's glasses much like how she did the first day she met him.

"Floo powder accident." Harry sighed, wiping at his face with his sleeves.

"Right." Y/N laughed at his face covered with ashes.

"You'll be all right now then, Harry?" Hagrid nodded, seeing that Harry had found his friends.

Harry nodded, standing next to Y/N and Hermione.

"Right. I'll leave you to it."

"Bye!" The trio waved at Hagrid until he disappeared into the crowd.

"Come on, everyone's been so worried." Hermione said, grabbing Y/N and Harry's hands before leading them into a shop.

"Granger." Y/N's face went bright pink while Hermione walked, forgetting to let go of Y/N's hand as Harry walked behind them.

Hermione's face turned into a tomato when she had realized her actions, storming off quickly into the book store.

"Oh Harry! Thank goodness. We'd hoped you'd only gone one grate too far." Ron's mother gave him a big hug while Hermione reunited with her parents.

"What's a Malfoy doing here?"

"He's my friend. I was with him on the train." Harry explained, changing their opinions of Y/N.

"Pleasure to meet you, ma'am." Y/N shook her hand.

During the holidays, he's had a lot to think about. If he were to be long-time friends with Harry, he'd have to start getting used to Muggle-born's and poor families. Instead he turned his methods into getting to understand them, more than despising them.

"Well aren't you a polite one. Can't say the same about your father." She sighed, shaking his hand back.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart." A shopkeeper announced, making Molly Weasley gasp in shock.

"Here he is!" She exclaimed at the man entering.

The crowd clapped hard at the man with a smug look on his face, wearing very fancy robes. Y/N instantly groaned at him. He reminded him instantly of Draco's smug face, being already tired of that, this would be a long day.

"Mum fancies him." Ron told Harry and Y/N, looking towards his mother who fixed her hair up.

"Shame." Y/N facepalmed.

Both Y/N and Ron had grown a few centimeters taller than Harry at this point, their voices maturing as well while Harry remained around Hermione's height.

Mrs. Weasley playfully pushed Ron before turning her attention back to Lockhart.

"Make way there, please. Let me by, madam. Thank you." A reporter pushed through the crowds holding a huge magical camera.

Lockhart smiled for the camera, instantly locking eyes with Harry.

"It can't be... Harry Potter?" He gasped as a grin formed on his face.

"Harry Potter!" The reporter grabbed Harry before pushing him to the front of the room.

"Nice big smile, Harry. Together, you and I rate the front page." Lockhart instructed him after pulling him aggressively towards himself.

The camera flashed before Harry could smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what an extraordinary moment this is. When young Harry stepped into Flourish and Blotts this morning to purchase my autobiography, Magical Me..."

The crowd clapped and shouted for him, extremely in awe, including Hermione.

"You don't possibly believe all his rubbish, do you, Granger?" Y/N rolled his eyes but she only clapped harder, glaring at Y/N.

"Even I have to agree with you, Y/N." Ron groaned, looking at everyone else clapping.

Y/N raised an eyebrow at Ron, this was the first time he had used Y/N's first name to address him.

"What? It gets confusing between you and your brother."

"I suppose I will allow it, Ronald." Y/N softly smiled.

"...which, incidentally, is currently celebrating it's 27th week atop the Daily Prophet bestseller list, he had no idea he would, in face, be leaving... with my entire collected works..." He grabbed a pile of books from a worker before plopping it into Harry's hands.

"...free of charge."

The crowd clapped once more as the reporter left and Harry ran back towards Y/N and Ron.

"Now, ladies?" Lockhart sat down, ready to sign all the books.

"Harry, now you give me those, and I'll get them signed." Mrs. Weasley squealed.

"All of you wait outside. That's it."

They all followed her orders, making their way out, pushing through the crowds which were mostly women followed by their husbands.

"I'll bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" Draco spat, walking down from the stairs.

"Famous Harry Potter. Can't go into a bookshop without making the front page."

"Draco, seriously?" Y/N groaned at his brother now bothering his friends.

"You just love to make a scene, don't you?"

"Yeah, leave him alone." Ginny growled, stepping up to Draco who was at least a head taller than her.

"Oh, look, Potter. You've got yourself a girlfriend. And Y/N, it wouldn't kill you to back me up once would it?" Draco teased before turning to Y/N.

"It wouldn't kill you to be decent for once, would it?" Y/N snapped back, stepping up in front of his twin.

"Now, now, play nicely, boys." Lucius came up from behind Y/N and Draco, separating them with his cane.

"Mr. Potter." He grinned.

"Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last. I've heard a lot about you from Y/N and Draco, though completely different information..." He put out his hand for Harry to shake.

"Forgive me." He pulled Harry by the hand he shook before using his cane to push his hair apart, studying Harry's scar.

"Your scar is legend. As, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you."

"Voldemort killed my parents." Harry spat though not struggling against his hold.

Lucius was taken aback, letting Harry go as his smile dropped.

"He was nothing more than a murderer."

"You must be very brave to mention his name." Lucius said, staring deeply into Harry's eyes.

"Or very foolish."

"Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Hermione spoke up.

"And you must be Miss Granger." Lucius recognized, looking towards Y/N and Draco who nodded at him.

"Yes, Draco and Y/N have told me all about you. And your parents."

Hermione took a look at her parents who were happily chatting with Ron's father.

"Muggles, aren't they?" Lucius smirked.

"Though I tried to warn my Y/N, it seems he refuses to stop meddling with the likes of... you."

He scowled before turning his head to Ron.

"Let me see. Red hair, vacant expressions..." He started before pulling a book out of Ginny's bag.

"...tatty, secondhand book. You must be the Weasleys. Ah, Y/N also refuses to stop hanging with your kind..."

"Children. It's mad in here. Let's go outside." Ron's father said to which they nodded to.

"Well, well, well. Weasley senior." Lucius spoke up once more.

"Lucius." Mr. Weasley greeted.

"Busy time at the Ministry, Arthur, all those extra raids? I do hope they're paying you overtime..." Lucius held his head high.

"...but judging by the state of this, I'd say not."

"Enough!" Y/N yelled at his father, annoyed at him berating his friends and their families.

"You dare speak back to your father?" Lucius gasped, staring at Y/N who stood in front of him.

"Let's just leave or I'm telling mother." Y/N glared at him, refusing to back down.

Lucius stood there for a bit, glaring back at Y/N before dropping Ginny's book back into her basket.

"Come along, Draco. It seems your brother is in a sour mood..." He said, turning back without Y/N.

"Terribly sorry about my dad." Y/N apologized frantically to the Weasley's dropping a few coins into Ginny's basket before running off after them.

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"I cannot believe you defended those poor Weasleys and the Muggle!" Lucius yelled at Y/N who sat across him on the dinner table.

"What on earth were you thinking?!"

"They're my friends, father!" Y/N argued back, dropping his utensils.

"You think I'd drop my loyalties just because my absent father doesn't like them?!"

"Your father is right, Y/N. The Weasley's, I can put behind me, but the Muggles?" Narcissa calmly spoke to Y/N but still defended her husband.

"You guys make me sick!" Y/N shouted, getting up before finishing his dinner and running up to his room.

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"They're absolutely mad! After telling me all my life that Muggle-borns were incompetent, the minute I befriend a genius one, I'm suddenly the one wrong? As if I'm not the one who's gotten lied to?!" Y/N ranted to Kai who sat there, tilting his head. 

Y/N sighed, shaking his head before hearing a small knock on his door. Clearing his throat before answering.

"Come in."

It was his mother with a worried look onto her face. Without a word, she closed the door behind her before taking a seat on Y/N's soft bed.

"Your father and I talked." She spoke up, taking Y/N's hand into hers.

"You deserve to choose your own friends and who to hang out with. Though we cannot support your ideas, we've decided to at least let you do what you want to." 

Y/N sighed. This was the best outcome, of course his parents wouldn't change their views just because their son wanted them to. Without answering, he wrapped his arms around his mother, giving her a soft hug.

Though this wasn't much. This was a small step into his goal. To understand Muggles and hopefully make his parents understand them too.

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"Good morning, everyone." Professor Sprout 

"Good morning, Professor Sprout." The class replied, all wearing their Herbology robes.

"Welcome to Greenhouse Three, second years. Gather around, everyone." She welcomed and instructed them.

The previous day, Harry and Ron had told him and Hermione that apparently the two of them snuck into the school with Ron's dad's flying car because they missed the train and got in serious trouble.

"Today we're going to re-pot Mandrakes." Professor Sprout pulled up a giant pot before placing it onto the table in front of her.

"Who here can tell me the properties of the Mandrake root?"

Hermione's hand shot straight up.

"Yes, Miss Granger?" She pointed to Hermione who stood next to Y/N, opposite the table from Harry and Ron.

"Mandrake or Mandragora is used to return those who have been Petrified to their original state. It's also dangerous. The Mandrake's cry is fatal to anyone who hears it." Hermione explained with a smile.

"Excellent! Ten points to Gryffindor!" Professor Sprout praised.

"Now, as our Mandrakes are still only seedlings, their cries won't kill you yet. But they could knock you out for hours, which is why I have given you a pair of earmuffs for auditory protection. So could you please put them on, right away? Quickly."

Y/N grabbed his pair and Hermione's, handing it to her before placing his onto his head. He looked towards Draco who looked as if he used much more hair gel than he had previously.

"Flaps tight down, and watch me closely." Professor Sprout said, before grabbing the pot.

"You grasp your Mandrake firmly. You pull it sharply up out of the pot." She pulled it right out and it started to scream loudly, making the students wince although they had their earmuffs on.

"Got it? And... now you dunk it down into the other pot." She did just as she said.

The Mandrake kept screaming and crying while wiggling slightly in the pot.

"...and pour a little sprinkling of soil to keep him warm."

The Mandrake finally stopped crying but not before Neville passed out, dropping onto the floor.

"Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs." The Professor sighed.

"No, ma'am, he's just fainted-" Seamus explained.

"Yes, well, just leave him there." The Professor shrugged off.

"Right, on we go. Plenty of pots to go around."

Y/N grabbed a pot, pulling the Mandrake out on the Professor's instruction, staring at it for a bit.

"Bushy hair... Looks a bit like you, Granger." Y/N teased before turning to see Draco's finger get bitten by his Mandrake, making him laugh.

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A/N: Hi prince_of_evil1, you were right, it was a "see you tomorrow" kind of situation from my last A/N lol