Prologue:
Draco didn't know where he was. He didn't know when he was. His last memory was the fight, he was dueling someone, a curse was coming towards him, he tried to duck….
There was a deep rumbling under his feet that made him sway where he stood.
"Draco Malfoy." A chirp voice stated. Draco shook slightly and looked around for a source to the seemingly bodiless voice. "You were not supposed to die." They said. Draco decided it rather sounded feminine and decided it must be a woman speaking.
"I'm dead?" He asked rather stupidly. She-the voice-simply sighed in frustration and he shook his head to himself. "'course I am. Well then, if I wasn't supposed to what happens now?"
"Normally? We'd say too bad and you'd be reborn as an infant. But yours is a unique case, you see, no one has noticed yet you are dead. Not a single person has yet to check your pulse. Although we believe Ms. Granger may well have seen you hit by the curse she has no way of proving you died. So quite simply you are to be back into your body under one condition: You must help Harry Potter defeat the dark lord. Do we have a deal?" Draco could not believe it when tears began to fall from his eyes. All he could think of at that moment was his poor mother, grieving over his body. But then the image changed, she was now kissing his head and stroking his hair as they watched Voldemort's body burn.
"We have a deal." Then everything was dark.
(A/N) Hello beautiful people! Please show your support for this story by leaving a review, I will be uploading the first chapter as soon as it is finished but reviews always make me write faster and inspire me :)