Harry Potter Back to the Past

Harry sat near the lake till the evening. He did not even make a move during his stay at the side of the lake. As he was thinking deeply, he felt a touch of a hand on his shoulder. He turned. He caught a shock. It was Malfoy. "Harry, listen to me," said Malfoy.

"What do you want? I don't want to listen to your explanation," growled Harry as he turned away his head.

"Listen to me, Harry. Please, before the same thing happens again," said Malfoy who was almost whimpering.

"You'll attack me again then. Is that so?" asked Harry.

"Now listen carefully," Malfoy murmured earnestly.

"I won't listen to you! You're going to cheat me once again!" shouted Harry who started to run away. However, Malfoy grasped Harry's arm. It seemed to Harry that it was not the Malfoy that he had known. In Malfoy's eyes, Harry could see some sort of fierceness. He pushed Harry against the wall. Harry tried to struggle but Malfoy seemed to have gained strange power over him. He couldn't help looking into Malfoy's eyes. He could not even turn away his head. All he could do was to shout and try desperately to push him away.

"You're mine..." said Malfoy, using the same cold voice as he had when they were in the corridor that morning.

"You aren't Draco! Who are you?" screamed Harry, trying hard to push away Malfoy who was then two inches away from him.

"Useless for you to shout. No one will hear you," said Malfoy with the same cold voice. He gazed at Harry's face and smiled fiercely. "Of course, I'm your dearest Draco. Who do you think I am?" By then, Malfoy's lips were less than one inch from Harry's. He was about to kiss Harry...

"Remember, I'll be there! No, Draco!" shouted Harry with all the strength in his body. Malfoy hesitate and stopped pressing him against the wall. With all he could, Harry pushed him away. Malfoy could not resist the force and fell, sitting on the ground.

"Why am I here? Why're you standing beside the wall, Harry? Weren't you beside the lake? What have I done?" said Malfoy, no more with that cold voice. He seemed to be very much confused.

"You... you really... really can't remember anything?" stuttered Harry who was stilling panting.

"What have I done?" said Malfoy in a frightened voice.

"That's terrible! What do you remember then?" asked Harry

"When I tried to explain to you what really happened last night, you turned away and then I'm sitting on the ground," said Malfoy who was still very confused, "what else could have happened?"

"Has this ever happened before? You did something and afterwards you forgot about it?" asked Harry suspiciously.

"I think so, this morning, when you see me, you just went away though I don't know what happened," explained Malfoy, "and also last night, James came to find me and ask me why I attacked you. I don't know what happened. I didn't attack you, Harry, did I?"

"Yes, you did," said Harry earnestly. He looked straight into Malfoy's eyes. The fierceness had disappeared.

"It's never happened before we came here," said Malfoy, frowning.

"Are you really Draco Malfoy?" asked Harry.

"Who else can I be?" Malfoy smiled dryly.

"I don't know. You were another person when you..." Harry stopped. He was thinking whether he should tell Malfoy what he did.

"Tell him, he should know about it. Otherwise, he'll absolutely do the same thing. There is another person inside him." At the corner of the castle, Harry saw Zneeze. She was walking towards them.

"How do you know that? You heard what we said. You saw everything?" said Harry, a little bit frightened. He touched his lips gently.

"Even if I had seen nothing, I would have known everything," said Zneeze, smiling as if she was looking at an ignorant child.

"Who are you? How can you know so much? You aren't simply a Hogwarts student," said Malfoy, glancing Zneeze from head to feet.

"I'm simply a Hogwarts student but I know something more about you, Draco Malfoy," said Zneeze, narrowing her eyes. Harry could notice that in her eyes, there was some sort of unexplainable sadness.

"Come, come to my dormitory while Gecko and Voren are out. I'll tell you something that happened just before I entered this school," said Zneeze, closing her eyes.

*

(The following story is told by Zneeze.)

I was born in a "Muggle" family. I never knew that I am a witch because my parents had not mentioned it to me. As far as I know, my mum is a muggle and my father is a wizard but he is the sort of wizard who has no genius in magic, i.e. what you may call a Squib. Until I met that person, I know nothing about myself until I met him. He was the founder of my magical power.

I was walking purposelessly about five years ago in the street when I came near to an abandoned building. I heard some strange sound. Driven by my curiosity, I went upstairs to see who was there. To my surprise, I saw two persons who were dressed in all black and they were veiled. I just heard they say some words such as "killing him is the only way", "I won't let him disturb our plan!" I thought that they must be some sort of assassins. I wanted to run away immediately but I could not move even an inch. Just like snakes, they sniffed my existence. They were moving towards me. One of them took out a stick and pointed the stick towards me. I was walking backwards towards the wall. I thought I was going to die.

I saw them moving step by step towards me but I was just between that person and the wall. The person raised the stick and shouted, "Avada..."

"NO! HELP!"

All of a sudden, protective intangible shield surrounded me. That was the most unexpected. They moved backwards, too surprised to say anything. One of them stepped forwards and muttered, "Minorus? Is that you?" I tried to run away but I never realized that the floor was also weakened by the intangible shield. When I took the first step, the floor became loose and the wall collapsed including the floor I was on. I tried to grasp the edge to prevent myself from falling. "Minorus, I'm coming. Hold on." I recognized that name. It was my grandma's name! I knew the man was coming forward. I was so frightened that I lost hold of the edge. I thought I was going to die.

I was falling. Before I reached the ground, I was held into the embrace of somebody. I opened my eyes. He veil fell because of his motion. I will never forget the face, the very much handsome face. He was on a broomstick. I thought this kind of things could only happen in the fairy tales. "Who are you?" I asked. Immediately, I realized that it was a stupid question. Will he really answer me? "Sap," he said, gazing at me.

When we reached the ground, the other joined us. The veiled man pulled out his wand and pointed it at me. "You can't let her know your name! She must die!" he looked at me with fierce eyes.

"No, you can't kill her!" said Sap. He stood in front of me to protect me.

"She's not Minorus! Go away, or I'll kill you first," barked the veiled man.

"Off you go, before I change my mind," he said to me. I was very much frightened but still I ran away from the scene. I thought I would never meet Sap again. I was wrong.

Recently, at midnight, I met him again in Howgarts.

*

"What does all this have to do with me then?" said Malfoy impatiently.

"Just be patient, okay? I'm going to finish," said Zneeze. She paused a moment and continued with it, "That night, I felt that something was going to happen and I went out of bed to the common room. I saw you, Malfoy and someone else. When you had gone, I went out of my hiding place. The other person who was with you came out. He unveiled himself. I recognized him immediately. He's Sap!"

"But I don't remember I've done anything like this," said Malfoy who was very much confused.

"Not the first time already," said Harry, frowning.

"Well, who is Sap then?" asked Malfoy anxiously.

"He..."