Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Oh, and the case manager belongs to Rick Riordan.

A/N: My only problem with Reptilia28's challenge is Harry Potter knows too much about the original time line. Thus he quickly becomes overpowered and the story becomes boring. The only way I can think of to remedy this is to choose a different character to go back in time and make changes. The most interesting character in my opinion to do this with is Draco Malfoy. So this book will follow canon, except Draco Malfoy died in the last battle. So without further ado, Draco Malfoy and the Ministry of Death.

Prologue

Draco Malfoy was confused. It wasn't something that occurred often. Twice in recent memory had that occurred. The first time when Potter chose to reject his hand of friendship. The second time was when that Mudblood Granger punched him in the face. So to say it took a lot to confuse him was an understatement. He was the only Death Eater in history to smuggle several Death Eaters to Hogwarts, and start a chain of events that would result in Dumbledork's death. He was Slytherin to the bones. He should not be confused.

What was he confused about? Seconds ago, he was fighting in the final battle. Next thing he knew, he was in some square room with no windows. A boy about fourteen years old walked into the room. He had black hair and black eyes. His skin was ghostly pale, and he wore an aviator jacket. He looked at Draco, and shook his head.

"At least you're not Potter," the boy said.

"Do you know who I am?" Draco demanded.

"Yes, Draco Malfoy. Boy who completely and utterly failed in his destiny. Oh, welcome to the Ministry of Death. I am Nico di Angelo, your case manager. I would ask you if you have any complaints, but I'd rather not hear 'wait till my father hears about this.' Want some tea, we have a lot to cover." said Nico.

"I don't believe you. I've never heard of the Ministry of Death." said Draco.

"Of course not! You've never been dead before! My father doesn't exactly like to advertise our existence. It would ruin his reputation." Nico replied exasperatedly.

"Your father?"

"Oh yes. Hades, god of precious metals and the underworld, king of the dead, joy kill at birthday parties, he who told me at age five that Santa Clause was in Tartarus for his crimes, et cetera, et cetera. But we're not here to discuss my father. We're here to discuss what your destiny should have been, and how you failed at it so completely, my father actually granted you a second chance to get it right. You will not get a third chance. Do you understand me?"

"I'm a Slytherin. Of course I do."

"Good. Your destiny was simple. Help Harry, in every way possible. Make sure he survives. End up with your soul mate, some girl called Granger, and bring equality to the wizarding world. Do you understand?"

"What? Granger is my soul mate? But she's a mudblood! Supposing I believe you, why would I want to help Potter? He is a Mudblood loving fool," Draco said.

"And so are you, so I'd stop using that term. To answer your question, you want to help him because, if you do this, you will have a second chance. Say yes, you get to live again. Say no, and you go directly to the Fields of Punishment. Your choice."

"What kind of choice is that?"

"A simple one I should hope."

'I'll do it."

"Splendid. I have a contract for you to sign. You can't go back without it. It will allow you your memories. But it will also remove any enchantments impairing your mind, and it's magically binding. The only rule I have for you is to not mention the Ministry of Death to anyone, save your soul mate, when you actually get with her, nor will you put the Ministry of Death in a fanfiction."

"What's a fanfiction?"

"Something disturbing that muggles are obsessed with. Now sign."

Nico di Angelo then opened his desk, and pulled out a file. He handed it to Draco.

"Quick question before I sign. If you are the son of Hades, why are you working for him?"

"I brought honor to the house of Hades, so in return he made me his heir. He really wants to retire, but he can't until I know exactly how the Ministry of Death works. If you succeed, father steps down, and I am king, but fail, and I'll have to row a barge on the river Styx for the rest of my life. So don't fail me, or I shall make your afterlife a living hell. Do you understand me?"

"Yes."

"Good."

At that Draco Malfoy signed his name on the contract. Then, all he felt was pain. All he saw was black.

A/N: I just realized how bad the prologue is, however, seeing as it's a twist on the Reptilia23 challege, that's how people expect the beginning to be. Next chapter will be better