Disclaimer: If I owned HP, would I be writing fanfiction? No, I'd be working on the 6th book. Same for Anastasia.

Prologue

A night to remember...everyone said it would be a night to remember. Who wouldn't? It was the graduating ball of the class who was possibly the best Hogwarts had ever seen. After all, it was the class who together, banished Voldemort to nothing but a wandering soul year after year. It was the class who had seen many enemies turn into couples.

A night to remember...yes, it certainly was.

But not as we would have liked it.

I am Draco Malfoy, former Head Boy of Hogwart's best graduating class. And that night was the worst night of my life.

Let me start from the beginning...

Back then, it seemed as if we lived in an enchanted world while we were at Hogwarts. Apart from the disputes between houses from time to time, we lived in the safest place, with the greatest wizard - Albus Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was the headmaster of Hogwarts in my time. He was a good man - although I did not think so at that time. Followers of Voldemort said he was crazy, and ought to be sent to Azkaban. At least, that's what my father always told me.

The stars in the enchanted ceiling shone brightly as the many couples stepped into the Great Hall. Hermione and me joined Harry and Ron, who no longer looked like their usual messy selves in their finest suits.

We were celebrating our graduation. All eyes were on Hermione as she danced with me. Yes, Hermione, the girl I was taught to hate but later fell in love with. Hermione showed me the world, she showed me their was no difference between purebloods and muggle-borns. Most importantly, she showed me something I was foreign to up till then - love.

The dance came to an end. I led her aside, and pulled out a small golden box. Then, I proceeded to put a necklace around her neck. It was the shape of a snake coiling around a lion - our house emblems. I showed her how to open the box with her necklace. Hermione squealed in delight as the melody started playing. It played the song, the very song that would haunt me for the years to come.

"Hear this song and remember,
Soon you'll be home with me
Once upon a December..."

Smiling, I showed her the words engraved on the back of the necklace - Together in Paris. It represented hope, of where we would be once Harry had destroyed Voldemort once and for all.

"Oh Draco! Thank you, thank you so much!" She threw her arms around my neck and we hugged as if we would never let go.

Suddenly a grave silence overcame the dark hall. The lively chatter was now gone, and replaced by evil cackling.

A cloaked man made his way towards Harry, who was talking to Dumbledore. "Think you can defeat me, Potter? Think again." With that he waved his wand and the lights went out and the stars from the enchanted ceiling ceased to sparkle. And he disappeared. Just like that.

Even after he was gone, there was still a deathly silence. No one was in the mood for dancing. We all knew who would come for us.

Voldemort.

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