AN: Hey, I know it's short, but it's just the prologue so don't worry about it. And enjoy... if you want?

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the cover picture.

Chapter 1: Prologue

Denial is strange. She never thought she'd experience it firsthand but there she was sat on the ground with the slowly sinking realization that she'd been in denial for the last year and a half.

There wasn't even a trigger for this sudden realization. She just couldn't hold back the screaming truth anymore. Reincarnation... Though, the fact that she'd been reincarnated wasn't what she was in denial about. In was actually the fact that she'd been reincarnated into some pseudo world based on her favorite book. For the past year and a half she had completely disregarded her new family's names and faces. She simply decided it was coincidence only, even though she'd never been one to believe in coincidences.

And now she sat in the hallway outside of her room, staring at the moving picture on the wall she'd actively been avoiding glancing at any other time she was near it. When she'd crawled out of her room earlier and was greeted by a talking portrait, she promptly plopped back on her butt and proceeded to stare at said picture, who of which was looking increasingly more uncomfortable.

Her family's names and faces rushed through her head until her breath rushed out. Tiny pained pants filled the hallway with noise. The child's heart throbbed as if it were going to crawl out of her chest and her lungs felt small and useless. The people in the portraits were scrambling about either trying to calm her down or running off to look for her parents.

Blackness crept into her vision and she was reminded of her death. And with the reminder of that event, a wet despairing kind of giggle slid out of her, but her spit clogged in her throat and she began to cough as the sounds of footsteps came closer. She kept coughing and wheezing and just before her parents reached her, the liquid clogging her throat came loose. One last cracked wheeze before red spewed onto her tiny fingers. Gasps and curses filled her ears as the blackness engulfed her entirely.

She was in a room. It was a small room that smelled of cleaning supplies. A doll house sat in the corner set up with faceless fiends to accompany it. She didn't dare to look at it.

Voices filled her ears, but she kept her eyes shut. There was a voice she'd never heard before.

"...just a panic attack, though we're not sure what triggered it." Then she heard her mother's voice.

"Just a panic attack!? He was coughing up blood!" Oh, right. She's a boy now. She really needed to start remembering that. Her/his breath suddenly sucked back into her, before lunging out again accompanied by a few droplets of blood. Her mother rushed to her side immediately.

"See, you fool. Oh, sweetheart, look at me." The healer stuttered and checked her clipboard before calling another healer in. They poked and prodded her with their wands for a long time but they only got more frustrated as time passed. Finally the main healer turned around.

"Well Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, there is nothing visibly wrong with your son." Her father stepped forward.

"What are you talking about? There is obviously something wrong with him."

"Yes, there is obviously something wrong with him. The problem is that whatever it is that's wrong with him is not visible to us. He seems perfectly normal, but he continues to cough up blood and we can't tell why. I would recommend rest the next time this happens and for at least one person to stay with him at all times. See if you can spot what's causing these attacks. If you do, come back and we'll come up with a plan to help him."

My parents looked ready to kill somebody, but they didn't, obviously. Narcissa, cleaned my mouth, picked me up, and followed Lucius out the door.

AN: So, I found this in the bowels of my phone. I'd written it a while ago and I have no idea where I was going with it. I still have no idea, but I'd like to keep writing it. So if there's anything you want in here, like a pairing or event, let me know in a review or a PM because there's a real chance it could happen. I'm very up for suggestions.