The Best Of 'Enemies' (Harry Potter Slash [Draco/Harry]) Because we all know that Draco and Harry are in love. **Note: I twisted this around so it is told from Draco Malfoy's point of veiw, but in the third person. I am going to take a piece or two from all the books that involve Draco and Harry that I will twist into slash. I don't know how many chapters there will be yet as I do not know how many there parts will be from the fourth book up as they are thicker, but there will be one or more from every book. I will post them as I find and write them so please be patient. Some of these chapters are from the movies, but most are from the books. Some are both. I also changed them a lot. Also for those of you who are going to start reading this and are too young to continue by the fifth or sixth book chapters that I write, I am sorry, but thats the way life is. I am going to put the title, rating, genre, main charactors, and summary at the beginning of every chapter. I'll only put one disclaimer for the whole story at the beginning of the first chapter. I have written three chapters so far so I will post them all now and then work on the fourth. Enjoy. And leave lots of comments about how much you love it! Chapter One: The Forbidden Forest Title: The Forbidden Forest Rating: PG Genre: Action/Suspence/Adventure Main Charactors: Draco/Harry, Hermione, Ron, Hargid Summary: First Year. That scene from the first movie when Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione serve detention with Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest. Disclaimer: This is not meant to insult anyone and I do not take any credit for any of the charactors created by J.K. Rowling. I'm just having fun fictionizing fiction. Draco Malfoy could not believe he had a detention. And that was not the worst. The worst was that he had to serve it with Weasley and Granger. Of course he didn't really mind serving it with Harry there. He had always fancied Harry. Ever since he first laid eyes on him in Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. But everyone thought Draco hated Harry because he treated him so badly. But the truth was that he had become so fond of Harry that he did not know how to act around him or how to treat him. So he just acted like he hated him. Harry, of course, did not know Draco's true feelings for him either. Draco himself wasn't even sure what it really was. But it definitly was not hate like everyone thought. He just couldn't put his finger on it. But anyway, the four of them were led down the front steps of the school, away from the entrance hall and towards that oaf, Hagrid's cabin by the caretaker, Argus Filch. Draco was trailing slightly behind the rest of the group who did not seem to notice this, and if they did, they certainly did not care. His heart jumped when Harry stopped. But when he bent down to retie his shoe and then ran off towards Weasley and Granger, ignoring Draco still, Draco's heart and shoulders sank in disappointment. He had thought Harry was coming to talk to him. Why did he still hope that would happen? He had been so mean to Harry because of his feelings for him, that Harry never talked to him anymore. Not that he ever did. At least not very nicely. As they came down the last stretch of ground before Hagrid's cabin, Draco overheard a piece of Harry's conversation with Weasley and Granger. "... I mean look at him, the blond git, he even looks mean. No wonder he has no friends. Crabbe and Goyle are either paid really well by Malfoy's parents to be his 'friends' or they're just too stupid to realize that hanging out with Malfoy gives them a bad name. Except to the Slytherins who seem to worship the bloody ground he walks on. I mean he's not that great." Harry was saying, his voice full of hatered. "And then," He continued. "He has to strutt around the castle like he owns the bloody place, with that arogant look on his face." Ron shuddered. Draco fell farther behind, not wanting to hear anymore of the conversation. They reached Hagrids cabin a few minutes later. Draco was relieved to hear Harry had stopped badmouthing him to say hello to Hagrid. "All righ' everyone. We'll be goin' inter the Forbidd'n Fores' tonigh'. We gotter find an 'urt unicorn. Summat's out there tha's tryin' ter kill 'em. So our job tonigh' is to find tha' unicorn and wha'ever it is tha's tryin' to kill it." Draco froze. "I'm not going in there," He stated loudly, casting a clance to his left, glad to see that he was not the only one who was scared to go into the forest. Harry, Weasley and Granger all looked terrified by the thought of it too. "I've heard there's ... werewolves and other monsters in there. Does the school really want their four best students dead just because they were up out of bed at one o'clock in the morning?" Draco could hear Granger whispering loudly, clearly in shock at what he had said, to Weasley and Harry. "Did he just say ... four best students?" She hissed at them. Draco smirked. "And besides," He continued. "How will us getting killed by ... something ... whatever's in there will teach us not to be out of bed after hours?" "He's got a point, y'know, Hagrid," A clearly petrified Weasley muttered. "Ron, don' lis'en ter a git like Malfoy. He doe'n't know wha' he's talkin' 'bout. He doe'n't know nuthin'! Now," Hagrid turned to the rest of the group. "We're goin' ter split inter two groups. Ron, Hermione, you two come wi'h me. Harry, you go wi'h ... Malfoy." "We want Fang then," Draco spoke up. "All righ'. Fine. Bu' I warn yeh, he's a coward." Draco's shoulders tensed in fear. He was not likeing the way things were turning out. Even if he did have Harry and they were going to be alone. It wasn't exactly what Draco had pictured. He didn't like it one bit. The four of them set off into the forest. When they reached a fork in the path, Hagrid sent Draco and Harry to the right, while he, Weasley and Granger stuck to the left. Draco walked slowly beside Harry. They both stepped carefully and quietly, folowing the drops of silvery unicorn blood that Hagrid had pointed out to them. About a mile down the trail, Harry put his arm in front of Draco to stop him. Draco chanced a quick glance at him before letting his eyes wander to where Harry was pointing to the ground about twenty feet in front of them. "Well," Draco barely heard Harry speak. "Looks like we found Hagrid's unicorn." They were both silent for a moment. Then Draco heard it. The slithering sound he'd heard following them all night. "Ha-Harry ... D-d'you hear th-tha-that?" Harry looked at Draco who slowly turned towards him. "Do you, Harry?" Draco pressed. But Harry was clearly not listening, as he was staring in horror back in the direction of the unicorns broken body. Draco turned back to see what Harry was staring at, and he was so horrified that he jumped about a foot in the air, and then was too scared to move. Bent over the dead unicorn, was a ... well something that was drinking its blood. It must have senced them there, or heard Draco jump, because next thing they knew, it was sweeping down on them and they were laying flat on their backs on the forest floor. Draco screamed and crawled over to Harry who was struggling to his feet. As a last attempt to get away from the beast, Draco jumped up and ran for the nearest tree which Harry happened to be leaning against, breathing hard. The beast slowly slithered around the tree and made another attempt at attacking them. Draco was too petrified to scream, but Harry wasn't. Draco just jumped away from whatever it was that was attacking them, and grabbed Harry's arm. They slowly backed away from the beast and up to another tree. Draco let his hand slide down Harry's arm until he found his sweaty hand and clutched it tightly in his own. As they continued to back away from the beast, Harry tightened his grip on Draco's hand, pulling him behind a thick tree and out of the gaze of the beast. They slid down the tree trunk to the soft forest floor and breathed heavily. Draco watched as Harry pulled his wand out and sent up the red help sparks for Hagrid and the others to see. They both knew it would take a while to get to them, so they leaned back against the tree, still holding each others hands tightly, and waited.