Hello all. Sorry I've took so long in updating this fic but I'm going to try hard and write good chapters for you to enjoy.

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Chapter 6

Harry sat by the fire in Adam and Hermione's living room. He held his head in one and a glass of white wine in the other. He never liked wine. It tasted too bitter for his liking but when he needed to think 'down to earth' white wine helped. His mind reflected on what happened that day.

Harry had never seen anyone like Malfoy looked. He looked so pale and ghostly, so much so that Harry almost thought he was a ghost. He had also an affect on Jordan. All the way home he was shivering and mumbling things like 'scary man' and 'big bad man'. When they got home, Harry told Hermione what happened. Hermione went mental, swearing that she would go to Malfoy herself and give him 'a piece of her mind'.

''How dare he!' she had screamed, 'How dare he touch my little boy!''

Adam didn't know what to think. He had never met Malfoy and it didn't sound like Malfoy had done any damage to his son apart from giving him the shivers. But after seeing his wife go ballistic, Adam realised that there was more to it than that. Very soon he insisted they went to bed. Harry was the only one who wasn't tired and he decided he would stay up till he was.

So now, Harry was deciding what to do next. He meant what he said when he said he would go back to Malfoy for answers, but he was wondering if he should give it a few days before returning. Ron flashed in his mind and Harry finally agreed to himself that he would go the next day, the sooner they had information, the sooner they would find Ron, if he was still alive.

Many miles away, in a small, dark graveyard, a tall figure stood before a particular tombstone. The figure was of a man. His silvery blonde hair lifted slightly in the breeze, his grey eyes on the rock in front of him.

''HERE LIES LUCIUS MALFOY

LOVING HUSBAND AND FATHER

1960 – 2001''

A tear ran down the mans face as he read the stone.

'Father...'

''Daddy! Mummy!''

Harry heard the screams coming from upstairs. He automatically jumped up off the couch. The first thing he took in was the fact that he must have fallen asleep without realising it. The second was it was Jordan screaming upstairs. He ran upstairs and into Jordan's bedroom. Hermione and Adam were already there. Hermione was holding Jordan, who was sobbing uncontrollably. Adam was checking the cupboards and drawers, wand in hand.

''What happened?'' Harry asked breathlessly.

''Jordan had a bad dream, he just got a fright, that's all.'' Hermione said, stroking Jordan's head. Harry nodded slightly. ''Jodes,'' Hermione said to Jordan, who looked up at her. ''do you want to sleep in mummy and daddy's bed tonight?''

Jordan shook his head. ''n-no, thank y-you.'' Jordan said shakily. ''but c-could Uncle Harry sl-sleep in here?''

Harry nodded again. ''of course, I'll get my blanket.'' He left to his own bedroom and returned not a minute later. Hermione kissed Jordan on the head and said goodnight before leaving. As she passed Harry, she whispered, ''Jordan's never had a nightmare before. I know it's normal to have them at his age but he's always been such a quiet boy and only something really terrifying would make him yell like that...''

She and Adam returned to their bedroom.

Harry settled down on the floor, pulling his blanket over him. Jordan watched him.

''Uncle Harry''

Harry looked at the boy. ''Yes?''

Jordan began to chew on his lip as if debating to tell or not. ''I told mummy,'' he began, ''that I couldn't remember what I saw in my dream, but I do remember.''

Harry climbed onto Jordan's bed, ''what did you see?''

''I saw...a man. He had hair like mine but he had scary eyes. He was standing next to a rock that was sticking out from the ground. It was like a rectangle but it was curved at the top.''

''like a tombstone?''

''whats that?''

''never mind, go on, what else happened?''

''well, the man was crying, I don't know what for. I think it was the writing on the stone, though.''

Harry's eyes widened.

''do you remember what it said on the stone?''

Jordan nodded. ''yes, but I don't know what some of the words mean.''

Harry grabbed a piece of paper and a crayon near him and gave it to Jordan, saying, ''could you draw the stone for me?''

Jordan gave him an odd look but nodded anyway.

About two minutes later, Jordan handed the paper back to Harry. Harry studied the drawing on the paper. Jordan had drawn a life-like gravestone with the words 'Here Lies Lucius Malfoy Loving Husband and Father 1960-2001'.

''it was scary.'' Jordan said. ''I don't know what some of it means but I know that's exactly what it said on the stone.''

Harry blinked. ''well, I think we should get back to sleep'' he said absentmindedly. He lay down on the floor as Jordan lay down on his bed.

'How is this possible?' Harry asked himself. 'How could Jordan have seen the grave of a person he'd never known and how could he have drawn such a life-like drawing of it?' Another thing that got to him was the man that Jordan described sounded like Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, who he had met that day, was Jordan only saying that's what the man looked like because of the scare he had received from him?

About twenty seconds later, Jordan confirmed that it was definetly Malfoy. He jumped up again from his bed and whispered, ''I forgot. At the end of the dream the man said 'father'. Goodnight, Uncle Harry.''