Dream (Flashback)

"You are the heir to this family. You must join him or we will lose everything" Mother told me for the fifteenth time that day. She kept on reminding me I had a duty to the family and I knew she was right. I had to protect her. I had to protect Mother from the Dark Lord and Father.

"I know Mother" I replied back. I gave her a tight smile and walked into a room, where they resided.

"Draco, join us," came the cold and slimy voice of the Dark Lord.

"Yes, little nephew you know what to do," Aunt Bellatrix said. I looked at the man and his family kneeling. I could hear his young daughter crying and his older son trying to shush his younger siblings. I saw the defeated look in the man's eyes and the pure terror in the mother's. These people were half-bloods, who did not want to bow down before the Dark Lord and his reign of terror.

"Son, do it," my Father said. I grabbed my wand and pointed at the family. I sighed and said the words that would haunt me for the rest of my life. AVADA KAVADA

"Good job my boy. Now it is time for your reward," the dark voice said. My Father and aunt forced me to my knees and held me down before their lord. My Father lifted my left arm and their lord marked it. At first, I felt nothing. Then extreme pain in my left arm. The mark was sharpening and burning. I could feel my insides turning inside out and like my entire body was on fire.

"You have joined my ranks, Draco," the Dark Lord's voice spoke again. I didn't know if anything else was said because after those words I passed out.

Present- Central City

I woke with a start. It has been a long time since I had that dream. What has started this in me? I thought I left that all behind when I left England. I could no longer be there. I wanted a change in my life and being in England was not going to help me. There, I was Draco Malfoy, an ex-Deatheater, and the next Dark Lord. I was never a supporter of that vile man, but I had to protect my Mother. I was not going to let anything happen to her, but I had to leave that house. My Father was in prison and my Mother has to be sent to St. Magnus after everything that happened. So, I left and went to live the rest of my life in the muggle world. I created a new life as Julian Albert Desmond. I worked for the police and had an okay life. I wanted to start over and have finally done so. The only problem was these flashbacks. They usually happened when I slept, but lately, they have leaked out when I was awake. No one can know of my past and no one from past can know where I am at.

"Allen, it seems that you are late once again," I told my co-worker. He reminds me too much of Potter. The Golden Boy. The one who could do nothing wrong. Why do I have to be stuck with people like Harry Potter and Barry Allen?

"Yeah sorry, I had uh car-He started- trouble?- I finished for him.

"Allen, you don't even own a car, so how can you car troubles," I asked the Golden Boy.

"I uh, you can see uh," he tried to explain, but I just ignored the rest of his explanation. I did not want to waste any more of my time waiting for him to try to come up with another excuse for why he is late. I had work to be done and I did not want to waste my time. I picked up a report on a meta-human that could control water. This young lady was rubbing jewelry stores and on her last hit almost killed a man by the means of drowning. Why do all of the metas have to use their abilities for crime? I saw what this could do to a person and the damage it does to the soul is not good. These thoughts would have surprised many former classmates. I may have seemed to be the perfect Slytherin, but I had my own mind and followed the rules to stay alive and keep Mother safe.

Enough Albert, stop thinking these thoughts. You have a case and can't distract yourself anymore with nonsense. I took a deep breath and continued to look at the case file. The young girl was only seventeen and went by the name of Amelia Cross or as the media calls her the Sea Mistress. She seems to be able to make water appear out of thin air, but there are water molecules in the air. She must be able to pull water from the air. She could also pull water from other sources like the sea. There is nothing for me to go on, but there must be a way to stop her. She must have some kind of weakness. After she steals the jewels she disappears from view.
"Julian, I was wondering if you needed help with any cases," I heard Allen ask me.

"From you, no," I told the other man. I did not trust him. He was hiding something and I do not trust anyone. I know I should not judge him for hiding something, but I had a tough life that leads me not to trust people. Allen said something, but I did not really care what he had to say. I went back to the case file of Amelia Cross. If there was a way to stop her from using the water in the air then it would be easy to capture her. We had to get her into an area surrounded by fire or vacuum of some sort. We could also try to taze her, but that could be dangers to the police. When I looked up at the case file to ask Allen a question, I discovered he was gone. My co-worker was always missing and late for work. He would get no kind of punishment and I would have to waste my time picking up his slack. I looked up at the news that was always being played in the lab to find the Flash has captured Amelia Cross. With that man around, he leaves no work for the police and the inactivity has made the entirety of the force lazy and complacent with the status quo.

I sighed and wrote up my report of my findings of the case. I could have delivered this report to the Captain tomorrow as it was time to close the lab, but I wanted an excuse to stay at CCPD for a little longer. My apartment was cold and empty. I brought nothing, but a few photos, a few articles of clothing, and my wand to America. I wanted nothing to remind me of England, but the apartment did. It was cold and empty like the Manor. I wanted to live somewhere, that had joy and warmth. Somewhere like Hogwarts. I wanted to return for my last year, but I knew I was not welcomed. I went to a muggle college and became the best in my field. I walked down the stairs and stopped at the Captain's office door. I knocked and waited to be given the permission to enter. I was allowed entrance almost immediately and discovered Allen and Detective West was also in the office.

"Sir, here is my report on the Amelia Cross case," I handed the report to captain and turned to leave.

"Wait, Albert, it has come to my attention that you and Allen don't work while together. We can't have that, so you two need to work out these issues or I'm going to have to let one of you go. Do I make myself clear," Captain Singh told both myself and Allen.

"Yes Sir," we both told our boos. I sighed and pointed towards the door asking if I could leave. He nodded and I went back to the lab to finish any more reports before the end of the workday. I sat at my desk and wondered how I could be in a position like this. The person many thought that I was, was a lie to cover up what was actually going on. The me here is another lie, to hide away my past and keep people away. Who is the real me? Is there even one? I looked at the case files and knew they were not going to get done today. I blame the dream I had last night. The dream brought unwanted emotions and thoughts.

"Hey Julian, are you alright. You've been staring at the same spot for the past thirty minutes," Allen, the ever so helpful Golden Boy asked.

"Yeah, just off in my own mind, nothing to worry about Allen," I replied back. It was the truth. Allen had nothing to worry about and it was none of his business in the end.

"Alright, look, man, I'm asking not, because I want to be nosy, but I'm concerned about you. You seem very distracted the past few days and I just want to make sure you're ok," Allen told me. I sighed. I looked at the case file in my hand and back at Allen. I have been distracted. Maybe it is best to confine to someone. Maybe the dreams would stop and I would once again be at peace.

"Allen, Barry, I" I paused for a second,"There are things in my past that would make me seem like a bad guy, but I never wanted to commit the deeds I did. I had to protect someone, so I acted a certain way. I left that life behind and created a new one. I wanted a change, needed a change. I moved here, to America and left England behind. Is that wrong of me? Possibly. But I do not want that life anymore. I," I tried to continue, but just sighed and looked away. I leaned my head against my desk and thought about my Mother and how she was all alone in St. Magnus. I thought of my Father and how he was a cruel man and hurt me.

"Julian, it seems you have kept this locked up inside of you for a very long time and you need to let it out. Many of the metas we go after let these negative emotions consume them and they turn out to be bad and hurt other. I know that is not what you want, so if you ever need to talk I'm here," Barry told me. I looked up at this man and realized this is what a friends do for you.

"Thanks, mate, I needed to ramble. I have been having dreams about my past and remembering it. I do not want to remember it," I explained to the person, who I hope would become my first real friend.

"It's alright, Julian. We all need to ramble from time to time. Don't let these thoughts consume you," Barry told. I looked up at him and gave a small smile. Life would get better. It had to.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for a Julian Albert," a voice said from the door to the lab. A voice I was familiar with. The voice belonging to my cousin Alice Pandora Black. I turned in my seat to find the only cousin I liked. She looked like her parents. The long dark hair and grey eyes clearly marked her as a Black. She had the air of an Ollivander though. Those eyes that could sense anything a person could possibly hide.

"Alice, what are you doing here," I asked the strange woman.

"I can't see one of my favorite cousins. It has been almost twelve years Julian and I miss you. But that is not the only reason why I am here. We need to talk," this is one of the reasons why Alice is amazing. She always got to the point and never hid behind lies and half-truths.

"Allen, can you give us the lab, please," I asked the other CSI. He nodded his head and left the lab.

"Draco, I sure have missed you," Alice told me. She walked into the lab, pulled me out of my seat, and gave me one of her famous hugs.

"Missed you aswhile, but why are you here," I asked her.

"I'm here because there is a chance your father might be released from prison. Some of the evidence did not add up and without your testimony, he will walk free. Also, your mother's condition is getting worse. It would help if you visit her. If you don't agree with visiting her then I would just drag you over to England and force you," she told me with a smile. I just looked at her. Everything was going downhill and fast. I had to do something, but I would rather not return to England.

"Alice, I do not wish to return. I know I have to fix things so father stays where he is at, but can't someone else do it. What about Sirius or Potter or you," I asked the only family member who accepted me fully. She sighed and looked me in the eyes.

"We tried, but to get him to stay in prison. The courts want to hear from someone who was there. The only one left is you. Just think about it. I'm in town for the next few day. So we could hang out and talk, I am also taking you out to eat. You have gotten skinny," Alice told me this. Many people would think she would be Hufflepuff by the way she acts towards me and her friends, but in the end, she turned out to be in Gryffindor. She then proceeded to grab me by the arm and dragged me out of the lab.

"Alice, I am not done with my work," I told her.

"Yes, you are. You have your coat right?" She asked while ignoring the looks from the other people in the building.

"Albert, are you leaving," The captain asked once he saw myself and Alice.

"Yes, he is. Julian, you have not answered my question. Also, did you leave anything up there? And do not think of bringing any of those files back to your apartment. I plan on getting you fed and relaxing. Do I make myself clear," She told me. No, she didn't tell me, She more like ordered me. She let go of my arm, turned me around, and push me towards the direction of the stairs.

"Alright, Albert got himself a lady," one of the officers said.

"Not dating, she's my cousin. Annoying little cousin," I replied to the officer.