Chapter 4
It was a week later, miraculously, nobody was bothering him about his, so called, sixth sense. Maybe they were nervous that he would upset them, or maybe it really hadn't spread. And the whole Hermione thing had been forgotten, they all still argued, but she fell back a little.
He was now standing just outside the quiditch pitch, Slytherin practice was over, the Gryffindors were now practicing, he had a free period so he just stood and watched, nobody saw him.
His attention was in the sky, Potter was just a red streak after a gold one. Draco looked down, he did a double take, two people were standing there on the pitch, looking up at the fliers, oh no, more spirits. Potter caught the snitch and landed on the pitch, others landing after him, the two people followed him.
Realisation hit Draco like an icy blast; these were his parents, James and Lily. As they got closer Draco saw that the man had glasses and messy black hair, the woman had auburn hair with green eyes, and was very pretty.
Harry gave him a dirty look, "what are you doing here Malfoy, spying?" "No, um" He covered his head with his hands as if a high pitched noise had suddenly sounded and was deafening him, he was deafened, the Potters were screaming at him. He couldn't hear anything else.
Harry gave him a worried look "Malfoy?" Draco tried to pick out what they were saying "Please tell him, he is in danger, our son is in danger!" A male voice took over "Voldermort is after him, he will die, please, keep him safe!"
Draco sucked in a harsh breath, Voldermort! This was serious. He grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him toward the school "Malfoy what are you doing, you freaking maniac!" Draco didn't say a word, he had to get Harry to Dumbledore and warn him.
The Gryffindors were running after him, shouting, he quickened his pace, he didn't know how he was doing this, it wasn't like he was very much stronger then Harry, but he had to get him to Dumbledore!
He was already at McGonagall's asking for the headmaster, she already knew why, the Gryffindors were told to go somewhere else and wait, which they did, reluctant and confused.
Dumbledore allowed them in; Draco pushed Harry in and launched into his story, James and Lily watching anxiously.
"And that's why we must look out for Voldermort, and, as much as it pains me to say it, keep Potter safe"
Dumbledore jumped right into action, he was informing the ministry to look out for Voldermort. Harry and Draco were left alone. "My parents, are here?" It was the third time he'd asked. "Yes, their right by you, their hands are on your shoulders" He didn't jump or recoil, he just looked up, he placed his hand on his shoulder, then rested his head on his hand "Mum, dad" he chocked out, he started to cry. Draco became uneasy. "Don't cry Potter, please, at least your safe now, look, their smiling" Draco gave up, and just, sat, and waited.
"The ministry is at full alert, were ready, thank you Mr. Malfoy, lets hope your source is wrong, though" Draco nodded. "Me to"