"How dare you marry that dirty little mudblood," someone said.

Draco looked around the little black room he was in. Behind him was Lucius Malfoy. "Don't call her that!"

Lucius ignored him and continued, "And you have a daughter," an image of Thalia popped up on the right of them. Draco looked at it. She was sound asleep in her bed. Then, to Draco's horror, she was screaming in pain. He knew that scream and the twitching all to well.

"Stop it!" yelled Draco.

"I haven't done anything. This is what's going to happen," said Lucius.

Draco sat upright in his bed. He was sweating from head to toe. Hermione had her head on his chest before he woke up. She looked at him. "Honey, what's wrong?" Draco told her about his dream. "It was just a nightmare."

"But it felt so real," said Draco.

"You saw your father get killed. He's dead. Go back to sleep. Everything will be fine," said Hermione.

"You're right," mumbled Draco. He laid back down, but didn't go back to sleep. It felt so real.

Day after day, week after week, Draco kept revisiting dreams about his father. Two weeks after Draco's first visit, Thalia woke up screaming.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Thalia screamed from her room. Hermione and Draco jumped out of their bed and rushed to her room.

"Thalia, what's the matter?" asked Hermione. Thalia crawled onto her lap and hugged her.

"I-I had a nightmare. Some guys, he kinda looked like daddy, killed you and daddy. Then, he hurt me really bad," cried Thalia. Draco's eyes widened. Thalia came and slept in their room.

"You can't say it was a dream anymore, Hermione," said Draco once Thalia was asleep. "She never even seen my father before."

"I know, but you saw him die," said Hermione. "It just doesn't make any sense."

"Yes it does. I read something awhile ago about implanting images to the brain. It's a difficult spell though," said Draco.

"You don't think he did that to you?" asked Hermione. "But why?"

"Maybe he wanted everyone to think he was dead so he could flee the country until it was safe to come back. Something we'd all least expect," said Draco.

"We have to tell Dumbledore," said Hermione. "Before he does actually hurt Thalia."

"Tomorrow. We'll tell him tomorrow," said Draco.

"Ok, try and go back to sleep," said Hermione.

Hermione was in a tiny room. It was all black. Lucius appeared in front of her. She backed away until she hit the wall behind her.

"I've visited you husband a couple of times and your daughter twice. Now I visit your nightmares," said Lucius.

"What do you want?" asked Hermione, trying to keep her voice steady.

"I'm alive and you know it. You just can't accept it. I'm surprised you don't know anything about implanting images into one's mind," said Lucius.

"So, you did implant an image into Draco's mind. How could you do that to your son?" asked Hermione.

"He isn't my son anymore," growled Lucius. "No son of mine would disobey me and marry a filthy little mudblood."

"That's horrible," said Hermione. "What are you going to do to him?"

"First, I'll kill your daughter. A witch or wizard doesn't have the right to hold the name of Malfoy-"

Hermione shot up in her bed. She was sweating. She got up and went to the bathroom. 'I can't let this happen,' thought Hermione. She splashed water on her face and tried to go back to sleep, but failed. It was 6:30 anyway, so she decided to go downstairs and see if she had any books on implanting images. She'll tell Draco when he got up.

Draco woke up. He looked over to where Hermione should be, but she wasn't. He panicked. He checked every room on the 2nd floor. She wasn't there. He ran downstairs and called out her name.

"Draco, I'm in here!" Hermione called from the guestroom. Right now, it was their library.

"Hermione!" he clutched his chest. "Don't ever do that again!"

"Do what?" asked Hermione. Then she knew what he was talking about. She went over to him and hugged him.

"I thought I lost you," whispered Draco. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I'm so sorry," said Hermione.

"What were you doing anyway?" asked Draco.

"I had a dream with Lucius in it. He told me he implanted an image of him dying. He's alive Draco. I don't want to believe it, but I have to," said Hermione. "I went to see if we had any books on it and I found this." She gave him the book she held. He flipped it to the page where a bookmark was.

"It says you can remove it," said Draco. "But, it sounds like a healers job."

"Madam Pomfrey might be able to do it," said Hermione.

"Ok, we'll go see Dumbledore at noon," said Draco.

"Ok, I'll be right back. I'm going to get Harry and Ron," said Hermione. She apparated to Ron's.

Hermione popped right in front of him. He jumped and dropped the plate me was carrying to the table. "I'm so sorry Ron!"

"It can be fixed, don't worry about it," said Ron. He pointed his wand at the broken plate and muttered 'Reparo'. "So what's up?"

"Can I talk to you alone?" asked Hermione. She nodded to Sandry and Rebecca.

"Um... sure," said a confused Ron. They went upstairs to Rebecca's room. "What is it?"

"Lucius is alive-," began Hermione.

"He can't be, Draco saw him die," Ron cut off Hermione.

"He implanted that image into his head," said Hermione.

"How do you know?" asked Ron.

"He visited Draco, Thalia, and me in our dreams. He told Draco and me that he's alive and he implanted an image into Draco's head," said Hermione. "We're going to tell Dumbledore today. I want you to come with us. I'm getting Harry next."

"Ok, I'll come," said Ron.

"Thanks! Come on then, I need to tell Harry still," said Hermione.

"When are you leaving?" asked Ron.

"Noon," said Hermione.

"Then, I'll meet you at the Three Broomsticks at noon," said Ron.

"Ok, I'll see you there," said Hermione. "Bye." She left with a crack.

Hermione popped in Harry's kitchen. "Hermione, what are you doing here so early?" She told Harry all about Draco's, hers, and Thalia's dreams about Lucius Malfoy.

"Harry, he'll kill us all! Starting with Thalia!" cried Hermione. "I wouldn't be able to live without her or Draco."

"It's ok Hermione! Everything will be fine," comforted Harry.

"We're going to see Dumbledore at noon. Meet us at the Three Broomsticks. Ron's meeting us there too," said Hermione.

Harry hugged her. "Don't worry, me and Ron won't let anything happen to your family."

"Thanks Harry, you're a great friend. I have to get back to Draco. I promised I'd be right back," Hermione pecked him on the cheek and apparated back to her house.