Introduction
Harry Potter was no ordinary boy. Ever since Harry was 11, he's been figuring out the powers and struggles that come with being a wizard. Harry attends Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with his best friends Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger. For the past five years at Hogwarts, Harry and his friends have had their share of difficult times; archenemy Draco Malfoy and his goon friends; an escaped prisoner from Azkaban prison, which turned out to be Harry's godfather, Sirius Black; deaths; and more importantly: Lord Voldemort. It is now time for Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. Now that his godfather Sirius is dead, who will Harry turn to when things get ugly?
Chapter One- The Talk
"Draco! Get down here immediately! Your mother and I need to speak with you," Lucius Malfoy's voice said ringing through the halls of the Malfoy Manor.
"Yes, father," replied Lucius' son, Draco. A young boy at 16 with milky pale skin. His hair a shimmery blond. Draco resumed down the stairs and into the den where his parents sat talking.
"Sit down, boy," Lucius said irritated.
"What's going on?" Draco asked curiously.
Lucius stared at his son. "Do not speak unless you are spoken to directly!" Lucius said, who was now hovering over his frightened son.
"Calm down, Lucius. No need for a temper," Draco's mother, Narcissa, said softly.
Draco sat in a silky green armchair next to the fire. His parents side-by-side on the couch.
"Snape sent an owl today with news for next term," Lucius said sharply.
Severus Snape was the potions master at Hogwarts. He was also the Head of Slytherin, Draco's house at school. Most students outside of Slytherin feared Professor Snape, thinking he'll poison them at any moment.
"According to him, Hogwart's will be playing host to students from abroad. Young witches and wizards from the United States and Canada," Lucius spoke once again.
"What do students from abroad have to do with me?" Draco managed to ask.
Before Lucius could flare his temper once again, Narcissa spoke up.
"Darling, a few parents of the foreign students were once Death Eaters. And well, most of the students will be attending in Slytherin."
Draco's pale face managed to become more pale. He began looking around the dark room for an answer. Nothing happened. Draco stood up and walked out of the room. Breathing heavily and without help, Draco walked back to his room in silence. The thought of his father, a fellow Death Eater, and a Voldemort follower, sent shivers down the young Malfoy's spine.
"Perhaps we should not have mentioned the Death Eater part," Narcissa said standing up.
"Nonsense, Narcissa." Lucius began. "The boy will follow in my footsteps. Therefore he must know the truth."
Lucius nodded his head towards his wife and left the room. Narcissa knew deep down that her husband was right. She knew she had to step back and let Draco get on the right path himself.