Harry fidgeted nervously in his seat in front of the headmasters desk. He knew he wasn't in any sort of trouble, he was here for a private lesson, but that didn't stop him from feeling like he was in trouble. Dumbldore had just gotten over all the pleasantries, asking him if he wanted tea or perhaps a lemon drop and the man was finally settling down to start speaking when the door to his office burst open. Even Dumbldore seemed surprised by the suddenness of the gesture, and the person on the other end.

Pansy Parkinson slammed the door to the headmasters office open and shouted, "Headmaster, I need your help!"

Dumbldore stood but before he could get a word in edge wise Pansy closed the door behind her and said, "We need to find Draco."

Dumbldore raised an eyebrow and asked calmly, "Shouldn't you perhaps be asking your head of house for help before you come to me?"

Pansy let out a sob and said, "Snape's a death eater, and friends with Luscious to boot! He can't be trusted with this sort of sensitive information. If it wasn't an emergency I wouldn't have come here."

Harry glanced at the distraught girl and then to Dumbldore who calmly said, "Very well Miss Parkinson. Please have a seat and once you've caught your breath, perhaps you can tell me what has you so disturbed so late in the evening?"

Pansy wiped at her face and seemed to notice Harry for the first time. She looked like she was going to yell at him or order him to leave but then she sighed and said, "It's probably best that you're here." She sighed and pushed into the seat next to Harry. She pulled out a crumpled letter from her pocket and said, "As you all well know Draco's birthday was today… or at least that's what he led us all to believe. I was at the party with Blaise and was planning to party the night away but we got into a fight. I came back to my room early and found this letter from Draco…. If I hadn't…."

She sobbed and Dumbldore said, "Miss Parkinson, what exactly is the problem?"

Pansy bit her lip and seamed to gather her self control as she said, "Draco's been acting a little off since he got back. I finally nagged him till he broke a few weeks back and told me what was bothering him… or at least I thought it was the only thing bothering him…. Anyway over the summer Luscious broke out of Azkaban..."

Dumbledore held up a hand and asked, "Are you saying that Luscious is not in his cell in Azkaban?"

Pansy nodded her head and said, "He switched places with a guard."

Dumbledore looked just as shocked as Harry felt. Until just a moment ago they had thought Voldomor's right hand man was still in Azkaban. Dumbledore pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote something out before sending it flying into the fireplace with a charm, once he was done he turned back to Pansy and said, "Please continue."

Pansy bit her lip and took a deep breath before continuing in a frantic voice, "Draco told me his father had arrived at the manner one night in a rage the likes of which he had never seen. He killed one of the house elves before Narcissi showed up and tried to calm him down. Which only made him angrier and he turned on her… Draco told me the he fled the manner that night and had been on the move till he got on the train. Narcissi has been sighted at several events but Draco is quite certain it is not his mother… He told me his father had some sort of tracker on him, that his father has been sending him letters telling him that he better do as ordered or ells the secant he left Hogwarts he would be tracked down by Death Eaters…"

Pansy voice broke and was horse from tears. Dumbledore was masking his emotions as he asked, "Why did Draco not come forward with this information?"

Pansy sobbed out, "He wasn't sure who he could trust… he was afraid people would either not believe him, think him crazy, or worse, turn their backs on him."

Dumbledore nodded and then asked, "Alright, can you explain to me why we need to find Draco?"

Pansy looked down at the crumpled paper in her hands and said, "He left this for me… on my bed… Told me that his mother lied about his birthday, that his actual birthday was tomorrow and he couldn't be sure what would happen so he left me his will."

Harry's eyes widened and Dumbledore asked, "Why would Draco leave you his will?"

Tears streamed down Pansy's face as she said, "He's going to come into his inheritance, his father had told him about how their were Veela's in the Malfoy line and his mother told him about how her grandfather had an affair with some sort of Elf creature. Apparently their natural born enemies who both inherit powers on their seventeenth birthdays, and he didn't know whether or not he would survive inheriting from both sides since their both dominant genes in him."

Dumbledore stood and said, "Your right, Miss. Parkinson, we do need to find Draco."