A/N: Thanks for all the follows guys! Now about the thing by the lake, he was thinking on his way to the lake, so yea. And with the adventures think, he was never in the same room with him and Voldemort, not until the Deathly Hallows. Hope you all understand. I've been sick since Tuesday, so here is another chapter. And in first year, Harry Draco Theo Blaise Crabbe and Goyle were eleven, in second the were twelve, third they were thrirteen, and fourth they were fourteen, which makes the fifteen. Also, I have chapter four finished, and im working on five. Imma finish five and then upload four, and then when im finished with six, ill upload five, and so on, just so Im always one chapter ahead. I hope you all enjoy!

Summary: What happens when Harry's world is turned around by being re-sorted while in fifth year? Drarry, Good!Voldemort, Bad!Dumbledore

Pairings: Draco/Harry

Ratings: M

Warnings: Strong Language, M/M Relationship, Abuse

Genres: Romance, Angst, Adventure, Hurt/Comfort

Chapter Three

Harry grabbed Draco's wrist and pulled him up the stairs roughly. When they arrived to the door of their dorm, Harry opened it angrily before pushing Draco in with so much force that Draco fell to the ground. Harry closed the door, before magically locking and sound-proofing the room. When he turned, he found Draco standing.

Harry pointed to his bed. "Sit." He growled.

Draco went over and sat against Harry's headboard, and Harry sat at the end of his bed, legs crossed.

"Start talking." Harry said, glaring at the blonde.

Draco sighed. "Your real father isn't James Potter and your real mother isn't actually Lily Potter. Dumbledore put you under a spell to make you look like them, and put the Dark Lord under the Imperius Curse, making him kill them. Professor Lupin was the one who framed Sirius and betrayed your parents, not Wormtail. Your actually a submissive Veela, and your real father is the Dark Lord who doesn't want you killed now that he's remembering his past, and Dumbledore wants you dead. The Order isn't the good guys, the Death Eaters and us are the good people. Weasley and Granger arn't really your friends; Dumbledore told them to befriend you." Draco said really quick. Harry was left speechless, mouth open. But within a minute, he recovered.

"Okay, so James and Lily are not my real parents, Tom Riddle is, Hermione and Ron weren't really my friends, the Death eaters are the good guys, the Order is are the bad guys, Tom Riddle doesn't want me killed, and I'm a Veela." Harry repeated, still in shock.


"So if I'm a submissive Veela." He looked to Draco. "Who's my mate?"

Draco hesitated, before sighing. "Me."

-:-:- Things Arn't As They Seem -:-:-

Harry couldn't believe it; his whole life was a lie. James and Lily weren't really his parents. He was just under a spell or charm. His real father was Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort didn't want him dead anymore. The good side was actually bad, and the bad side was actually good. Hermione and Ron were never his friends. Professor Lupin was the one who framed Sirius and Wormtail, and betrayed Lily and James. Voldemort didn't intentionally kill Lily and James. And he was a submissive Veela.

And of course, Draco was his mate.

"I-I think I need some air." He said, before walking over to grab his Invisibility Cloak, just in case. He passed Draco and waved to him, before going downstairs to the Common Room, and out the portrait. He raced to where he knew Ron and Hermione would be, and when he saw their backs, he put on the cloak, quietly caught up, and listened.

"You think he's found out?" Ron asked.

"I don't know. I hope not. Professor Dumbledore wants us to try and befriend him again." Hermione said.

Ron sighed. "I don't know why the old man wants us to be his friends. I mean come on! He's too nice, and he's just like You-Know-Who! He talks to snakes, he can see into You-Know-Who's mind, and he is evil!" Ron exclaimed.

Hermione sighed. "Ron, it's only until Dumbledore decides to kill them both."

If Harry wasn't hiding, he would've gasped.

"I know, Hermione, but still. Does he not realize it's like torture for us?" Ron asked.

Harry had enough. He grabbed his wand, and tore off his Cloak.

"So, hanging out with me has always been like torture?" Harry asked, wand raised. They both turned around suddenly.

"Harry!" Hermione gasped. "What are you doing, following us?"

"Trying to see if what Draco said was true." Harry said, glaring at the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Out the corner of his eye, he saw them starting to take out their wands. "Expelliarmus!" He said, and their wands were knocked out of their hands, and Harry grabbed them.

"Harry, you don't know what your doing-" Ron started.

"Shut up Weasel." Harry said.

"Harry, let us explain-" Hermione tried.

"Fine. Why have you been on the bad side, and acting like my friend?" Harry asked.

"We haven't! We've been on Dumbledore's side, the good side! You've been allowing the ferret to change you! And we haven't been acting, we've actually been your friends." Ron growled out.

Harry smirked. "Whatever. Looks like I'm not visiting either of you ever again." He quickly pointed his wand at Ron and said "Levicorpus!" before turning to Hermione and saw her fear. "And you were supposed to be a Gryffindor." He said, rolling his eyes, and pointing his wand at her. "Flipendo!" Harry watched at Hermione was flipped back into Ron, who was knocked back down to the ground. He smirked, before hearing footsteps. He cursed under his breath before putting his Cloak back on and racing back to the common room, saving his laughter for the dungeons.

When he arrived, he gave the password, and ran up to his room, and crashed on the bed, laughing uncontrollably. When he was calmed down, he looked at Draco, Carbbe, Goyle, and Theo.

"What?" He asked. They all sat up.

"Why were you laughing uncontrollably?" Theo asked. Harry chuckled before telling them what happened out in the corridors. By the end, they were all laughing.

"Good jinxes to use." Theo said.

"Thanks. I know all of them, but I decided not to use any of them I'm not supposed to know yet so I didn't get caught." Harry said, smiling.

"Nice thinking, Harry." Draco said.

"So, Draco, about what you said earlier..." Harry said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Draco blushed and gulped. "I'm going to bed. We'll talk tomorrow, Harry." And he layed down, before facing the opposite way.

Theo looked at Harry. "He told you?"

Harry sighed. "Yea. And the Veela thing makes sense. Ever since last year, when we came back after I turned fourteen, I've been having stronger feelings for him."

"Really? Cause that's when all Veela start having their powers come out." Theo explained.

"Did Tom Riddle need Veela blood to come back?" Harry asked.

"That, and because you were the one who almost destroyed him, and because he is your Father." Theo explained further.

Harry covered his mouth to make a Darth Vader voice. "I am your father..." He said before he chuckled. When he looked up, everyone including Draco were giving him weird looks. "What?" Harry asked. "Darth Vader?" No response. "Star Wars?" Still no response. "Muggle Movie Series?" And no response. "Nevermind.." Harry grumbled.

"Sorry Harry, but we're Purebloods who were raised in fancy Wizarding societies. We do not know anything about the Muggle world." Draco said.

"It's okay." Harry said, giving Draco a reassuring smile.

And that was when Hedwig knocked on the window. They all turned, and seeing as Draco was the closest, he went and opened the widow, grabbing a cracker on the way. He gave the cracker to Hedwig and and grabbed the letter.

"Thank Hedwig. See ya tomorrow." Draco said, petting the snowy owl one last time before it was off.

Draco looked down and recognized the handwriting immediately.

Harry James Potter

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Slytherin Dungeon

Boy Dorm Number Three

"Harry, it's for you. And I think I know who it is." Draco said, passing the letter over to Harry before going to his own bed, and sitting back down.

Harry opened it, and read it to his friends.


It's nice to see that your bird found me. I summoned it, and luckily it knew where I was.

You may be wondering why I am writing to you. Simple really. I would like to invite you, Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Nott, Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle to my home for the Christmas holidays. I will not attack any of you when you arrive.

I am sending this at night because I am afraid that they are intercepting your letters to keep you from the truth. I will explain to you when you get here everything that happened from my view, seeing as I heard from Sirius that you were told some things from Draco.

I can not wait to see you. I realize that last year when we last encountered each other, I hurt you badly, both physically and mentally. I do hope you can forgive me for that.


Tom Marvolo Riddle

When Harry looked up from reading his letter his friends were staring at him.

Harry sighed. "Well, I suppose I will go. What about you guys?"

Draco smiled warmly. "I will go. I shall write to mother and father and tell them what is going on."

Theo smiled. "My parents are on vacation in America anyways, so I shall be going to. I just need to write to them and let them know I am staying at a friend's house for the holidays."

"We'll be there." Crabbe and Goyle said.

"Great. I'll tell him then." Harry said, and with that, everyone said their good nights and slept.

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