I do not own Harry Potter or its characters, just ones I invented.

This story isn't spooky or anything, but if you have recently lost someone, this may upset you.

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After life

Draco Malfoy could officially say, he could see dead people. He had known he could do this ever since he was 3 years old.

His grandmother had died, he knew it, he wasn't a pathetic child who believed that granny had gone to a better place, or just gone for a rest, she had died.

And that's what made it that much worse, for there she was, at his bed side, in all her form. As solid and real as any person. She still smelled of that perfume that all grandmothers seem to where, her eyes were gazing at him with love… and sadness.

"Granny?" the little child sat up and put his hand out to touch her, but she was gone. He didn't see her vanish or go in a puff of smoke, she just, wasn't there anymore.

He was scared; he had seen them put her body in the ground! Then a voice, her voice, as soft as wind chimes, rang in his head. "Don't be angry, or afraid, keep believing, don't loose faith, I'm here, and I'm watching over you, we all are, don't push them away, Draco, you have a gift, listen to them, embrace it"

He was still just a child, "ok grandma, I will" he went to sleep, and didn't think anything of it. Then there was the graveyard.

He was 8 years old, and there was her grave. He was now very confused, was she alive. No she was dead. Maybe there was an after life?

He read her name, over and over. His parents were talking with friends, they didn't even care!

Crying, he heard crying. He looked up, there was young woman standing over a grave, arms by her sides, head bowed. Didn't she see the young man in front of her? Or was she angry with him.

He laid his hand on her shoulder, she didn't react at all. She turned, and walked of. The man just stood with his hand in the air, there was such sadness in his eyes.

Then he looked up, looking Draco right in the eyes, he understood now. Draco walked right up to the woman. "He says that it wasn't your fault"

The woman looked baffled "What, what do you mean"

"The man, with the dark hair, he wears a blue top, and faded jeans with a hole in the knee, and he has a scar, on his left eye"

She was about to run, then, she turned. Her eyes wide, and scared. "How do you know that?"

"You know him?"

"Yes" tears started to sparkle in her eyes. "He was my fiancé, he's there" she pointed to the grave "We were to be married in a month, then, then there was an accident" she broke into tears.

The man walked behind her and rested his hand on her shoulder.

"He's there; his hand is on your shoulder"

She gasped and turned as if her shoulder had been burned. "What do you mean, who are you?"

"He says it wasn't your fault, and he will always love you"

The 8 year old didn't know why he was saying it, but he had to tell her, he just had to, the man had asked him to.

She ran in tears, but as she reached the gate, she stopped, turned, and smiled. The man kissed her cheek, looked to Draco and smiled. Then he wasn't there.

Ever since then he had known what this was, he could see the dead, they came to him to put them, and their grieving to rest.

He tried as best he could.

It wasn't a common gift, in fact, Draco had known nobody who could do it, it wasn't magic, no magic could mess with the dead. Or help them.

He had accepted it, others hadn't. Most thought he was crazy, or that it was a sick joke. Some thanked him.

His parents didn't know, and they never would.

It was hard, for a 15 year old just trying to lead a normal life. He was in the great hall, a girl, Madison, had been crying. She wouldn't tell anyone what was wrong, so they left her on her own. She sat there, poking her food with her fork. Then suddenly a beautiful collie dog jumped up on the table, why didn't anyone notice it!

Then he thought, it what was the same with animals. The dog barked and barked, pawing at her grieving owner. A voice rang in Draco's head. "Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry!" Draco couldn't take it; he walked up to the girl.

The dog looked at him with soulful eyes "Help her, please, I can't make her better"

"Excuse me; I know why you're crying"

The girl looked up "Oh, enlighten me!"

"Your dog, um" He looked over the table.

The girl followed his gaze, bewilderment in her eyes. He was looking at nothing.

"Lady, right" He looked back down. "Your dog Lady, says don't be sad, she will always be there with you" Then he turned and left. The girl had froze, how did he know?

He often saw her, with a collie dog running along beside her, animals never leave the ones they love, Draco saw cats and dogs, birds and rabbits, mice scurrying over parchment and even horses following there owners. They will never be petted or spoken to or kissed, but they can't leave, and they never will. He found it nice, to do and exam with Pansy's old white cat purring next to him, Pansy always sat next to him, and that cat always sat next to her.

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