Prologue: The Dream
Draco Malfoy was fast asleep in his bed at Malfoy Manor. It just happened to be his last night at home before he was shipped back to school. He attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which was one of three schools that were near his home and the only co-ed choice out of the three. Beauxbatons was an all girls school in France. Durmstrang was an all boys school in Scandinavia that focused on the Dark Arts. This was his father's choice of school for him, but his mother won the battle as she wanted her only son to stay close to home.
Tossing and turning consumed most of Draco's night while he was sound asleep. Images appeared in his head of: purple eyes, dark hair, and the words "danger" and "beware". These played in his mind like a never ending movie just one after another. It wasn't until a loud clash of thunder caused him to jolt straight up in the bed that the pictures stopped. Although, they were still vividly on his mind even when he was wide awake. His breathing was heavy as his mind raced to search for a logical reason, but nothing came to mind.
Within about thirty minutes, it became clear that he would not be getting anymore sleep tonight. He laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He wondered if it was best to "tell his parents or not? Maybe just his mother?" Night had began to turn into day as the sun appeared over the horizon. He decided to get up and finish packing since he had put it off until the last minute. He changed out of his night wear into an outfit that was presentable for his first night back at school as he figured breakfast would be ready soon and he didn't want to make his parents wait. Keeping an eye on the time, Draco took one last look at his room since he wouldn't see it again until Christmas if he choose to come home. It might be in his best interest to not return to Hogwarts this year. That is if he knew what would be awaiting him this coming year and the danger that his life could be in if he meets the person from his dream.