Improbable, Not Impossible: A Draco Malfoy Story.
Author's Note: This is my first story, so please pm me with suggestions and constructive criticism. I'm always willing to listen. Also, this story takes place the summer before Draco's 6th year at Hogwarts. I might change a few details here and there, so please don't yell at me if I don't completely stick to the books. Also, I realize there is no Draco in my first chapter. Give it some time for the story to get started. I promise there will be plenty of Draco later.
*Disclaimer: I don't own any of the harry potter material. That is copywrited by JK Rowling.
Chapter One: A Bedtime Visitor
Alyssa was sleeping soundly in her bed with her dog Radar at her feet. She had just gotten home from a summer's day out with friends and was absolutely exhausted. She was normally a very light sleeper, but tonight, she didn't even notice when there was a popping sound and a man suddenly appeared in her room. It was Radar that woke her when he jumped up and started growling at this intruder. Alyssa sat bolt upright and then went to scream, but she discovered that even though her mouth was open, no sound came from it. The old man standing in the middle of her room put a slender finger to his lips and then smiled. Alyssa stopped trying screaming, she was now thoroughly confused.
"Don't be frightened child, I'm not here to hurt you," the old man whispered to her. "I am in dire need of your services, and I will explain everything to you in a short matter of time. Right now, I need you to trust me and take my arm."
Alyssa just stared at him; she had absolutely no reason to trust him. For some reason, though, she felt compelled to take his arm. He had done nothing to harm her, and he looked desperate for her help. She had helped many people before him. Being a Seer, she and all the other women of her family had given aid to many people searching for something.
She took a deep breath to calm herself, gave her dog a quick hug, and then she took the old man's arm. As soon as she touched him, the room in front of her vanished. Suddenly she was seeing many things very quickly. This man's whole life was laid out in front of her. She saw his past, his present, and his future. She now knew that this man was named Albus Dumbledore and he really was in dire need of her services. When she opened her eyes she expected to see her room again, but suddenly she was standing in the middle of a brightly lit office. Alyssa let out a small gasp and tried to brush back her messy, sandy brown hair while fixing her twisted pajamas.
"Do you understand everything, now?" He asked with a concern on his face. "I apologize most sincerely for whisking you away from you life, but without you the fate of the wizarding world is lost. When I started having dreams about you six months ago, I knew then that I must find you in order to assure that we win the war."
"I understand your situation, but if you have the chosen boy, what services can I do for you? You must understand that I can only see the fate of people I touch, and the fate of people I am very close to. Even if I see the fate of the boy, I cannot change anything. I can only tell you what I see then, and it might not necessarily happen. The future is constantly changing. Nothing I see is set in stone. I work best with the past, as that cannot be changed. I'm not quite sure what you wish for me to do." She quietly tried to explain to him.
"Quite honestly, I wasn't sure how your ability worked. I do know, however, that you can help me. I need someone to look after and protect Harry, make sure he's not about to do anything that will get him killed. I also need you to look into the past and help me find Tom's Horcruxes so that he may one again become mortal." He said solemnly with a grave look on his face. "Even though you have absolutely no reason to help me, I must ask you to anyway. If you refuse, I can return you safely to your bed. However, I now ask you to put your life in danger. Alyssa, will you please assist me?"