Memories of the Past, secrets revealed

Chapter One:

Confusion and Dreams

By Babmidnight

Author's Notes: I have to give credit and thanks to Hannah for Beta reading this for me. That is both chapter one and Prologue so far and hopefully any future chapters.

Warning: there may be some out of character in the future, and maybe a scene or two may come close to rated R depending on how I write it. Otherwise my fics are usually Rated PG-13.

Disclaimers: Not mine, not even close. I can only borrow them. They are sole property of J.K.R.

Anything in \\\ text /// is a dream. 'text' These are the quotation marks in the dream instead of "text" in the normal bits of the story.

It had been a long summer for Draco Malfoy, between his father pressuring him to become a Death Eater and serve the Dark Lord, and avoiding answering his father about being a death eater. When the time finally came for him to return to Hogwarts for his sixth year, he was more than a little relieved. He had previously accepted the position of a prefect and looked forward to being back at Hogwarts, with his own private common room and room, even though it would be shared with other prefects.

Over the summer he had been prone to having the strangest dreams - at least he found them strange, but he had to admit a part of him welcomed them. The dreams seemed so much happier than his real life, almost like it had happened in the past, but it was so unclear to him at times.

\\\\\\\ 'Ha ha ha ha ha ha, you can't get me….' Playfully taunted a little girl on a green field to an equally young boy with blonde hair.

'Bet you I can……' he yelled chasing after the girl. They continued in this manner for a while, taunting each other over and over, one playfully lunging the other twisting and ducking away.

Eventually a voice interrupted them.

'Time for you two to come in.'

They both looked up to see the man who had called them, and a young woman by his side. The boy ran to greet the pair, jumping into the woman's (his mother) arms. His friend followed behind a few moments later, grabbing the lady's free hand. They walked towards the big house, stepped through the open door and greeted the parents of his companion who sat beaming at them upon their return.////////

The dream always broke off there, never revealing more. Draco always ended up waking at this point, the same thoughts instantly jumping to mind.

"Damn"

Draco sat up in his bed. He looked over at the clock, not surprised to find it was 5 am. He lay back down, forcing himself to place his head on the pillow, keep his eyes shut, and remain perfectly still. There was no difficulty in physically controlling himself to lay still but controlling his mind, however proved impossible. To any observer it would appear to as though he were fast asleep, his thoughts however were far from asleep, racing with a million thoughts and questions.

He could never see the faces of any of the people in the dream, and the man never said the children's names…….Why did it seem so real? Like it had happened in his life before or that he had seen it…." His thoughts continued along these lines through the night, yet he remained perfectly still until the time came for him to get up.

Somewhere else, in another home, someone else shared the same dream, waking up at the same time, looking at their clock and laying awake plagued by the same thoughts as he himself. Hermione's body however showed her distraction. Tossing and turning, a scowl present on her face....

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    Time seemed to crawl along at a snails pace for Draco. He was restless and bored. Earlier in the morning, he had walked down to the kitchen to find breakfast had already been prepared by the house elves; he had wandered into the dinning room and chosen to eat at the table. In his frustrated boredom he had showered, washed his hair, dressed, read in the library, paced in his room, and practiced Quiddich. Draco even double checked the homework he had been required to complete over the holidays, paced some more, checked his homework again and played a game of Wizards chess by himself. To make it all worse, he had even polished his wand.

Finally the time came for him to go to Diagon Alley to get his supplies for school. Draco gladly left the Manor, eager to be elsewhere, his parents followed leisurely behind.

    He walked into the robe shop failing to notice Hermione being there and immediately honed in on a dark green robe which was decidedly expensive, and somewhat over-priced, but he was a Malfoy and nothing was to expensive for them. Deciding he liked it he purchased it and exited the shop. Both Hogwarts students, failed to notice the presence of the other.

"Draco,"

At the sound of his name he turned to acknowledge his father.

"I'm leaving; I have some business that needs attending to. I trust you will consider the matter we spoke of earlier."

'Ahhh,' Draco thought 'I was wondering how long it would be before he brought up Voldemort'

Lucius paused and added in what seemed an after thought "Take care of your mother; she's looking at some books."

    Draco nodded, indicating he understood. He walked towards the book store happy at having the opportunity to spend some time alone with his mother with whom he shared a close relationship.

At the end of the day after having purchased all necessary items, they returned to the Manor.

The next day Draco would find himself on the Hogwarts Express. Joining him would be Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle and, much to his displeasure Pansy Parkinson. Also joining him on the journey would be his old nemesis Harry Potter, who would, naturally be flanked by Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger. Granger had changed a lot over the past few years, so much in fact, that even Draco had even found himself considering her rather pretty.

He quickly pushed all thought of her aside, choosing instead to concentrate on forming torments he could do to the Gryffindor Trio when he made his yearly train visit.

He fell asleep with a smile on his face.