A/N: So I think I only got two readers from the first chapter, hopefully they're still following and hopefully I'll get more readers out of this chapter! This one is in Mary's POV about a month after the Easter break.

Mary woke up smiling on May tenth; she had just had the most fantastic dream… well it had ended that way at least. It began as it usually did, with the most nefarious witch she had ever had the displeasure of meeting, Bellatrix Lestrange. But this dream, this dream had ended almost how it had in real life, except a million times better. Instead of his mother being the one to apparate her to a safe place it was he, Draco. And they certainly didn't end up here in this busy old house with a loud mouthed obnoxious old woman that constantly felt the need to remind her to be gracious of her extraordinary generosity. She also for some reason had it in her head that Mary was Slytherin. Batty old woman, she thought. Instead, he apparated them to a beach, far away, where they walked hand in hand along the shore. Stopping to exchange some brief yet passionate kisses every so often, laying down in the soft warm sand as Draco held her close and their kisses became much less brief…

Her cheeks grew warm as she thought of this dream, desperately hoping that no one would be performing legilimency on her anytime soon. But the best part of that dream is that while she lay on the beach she knew that Bellatrix was being punished for her cruelty by Draco's mother. Though what amount of punishment would suffice for that wretched death eater's actions Mary couldn't say. She was surprised how well she held up under the control of Bellatrix at the Malfoy Manor. If the results weren't so painful she might have enjoyed her clever comebacks that the older woman found quite vexing. She supposed that Rowena Ravenclaw had the right idea about wit being the most powerful skill… or almost.

Mary had spent a good day or two dwelling on Hogwarts' founders, she had even studied what she could from Muriel's library. It wasn't as big of a selection as Hogwarts itself of course, but it was still fairly impressive for a personal collection, and ever more impressive still for a woman she couldn't imagine sitting there and reading.

Dean Thomas was the one who found the book. A few of us were hiding out in the library, as we so often did, in attempts to escape the scrutiny of the querulous owner of the house, though our efforts were for naught. As soon as she found us in the library she started badgering us about our social lives, telling us that being nerdy and bookish wasn't about to get us paired off. As if that's what we're all worried about these days. On the way out of the library to find a new hiding spot, however, we all grabbed a book on the way. We found a cozy corner in her den and sat down to reading them.

We read in silence for a few minutes before Luna spoke in her dreamy voice, "All happy families are alike," she began, and when none of us asked how, but just stared at her waiting for her to continue she finished with, "they're all Pureblood."

I looked at her with a quirked eyebrow, but she continued to speak, "but not all Pueblood families are happy."

"No kidding," Dean replied unexpectedly, he proceeded to read from the book he had grabbed from the library on his way out. It was a thick volume, with an artistically sketched coat of arms on the front, looking very similar to that of Hogwarts. He read us the story of the Ravenclaw family, or at least, the first chapter of it which was merely a summary of the Ravenclaw section. It turns out that the Ravenclaws were an old Pureblood family with many family secrets and conspiracies and they were not at all happy.

I brought that book to my bed that night and stayed up reading it, I got through the summary of each founder that first night. The book was divided into four sections, one for each founder with a summary of each at the beginning, and pages and pages of grueling details of their lives following.

I spent the next week reading through the rest of the Ravencaw section in depth. It was good to have something to occupy my mind and I was earning an incredible amount about the founder of my House including her upbringing, details about her family including some famous, or rather infamous, family feuds, about the Diadem of Ravenclaw and some letters of correspondence between Rowena and the other founders.

As nice as it was to have something to distract me, I had had few breaks from reading the whole week and I needed a break or my mind would probably shut itself down from the information overload. So, on Sunday after a wonderful meal, compliments of Mrs. Weasley, when I shut myself in the room I shared with the other girls, instead of pulling out the book as I had been for the past week, I instead pulled out my mp3 player. I had had it shoved deep in my pocket on the train ride home for Easter break, ready to use it as soon as I stepped into Muggle London, but of course never got the chance. The death eaters that were waiting for me grabbed me by the arms before I had even fully stepped off the train.

And so I lay there, grateful it hadn't been found during my time at the Malfoy Manor, listening to some of my favourites. I watched the door waiting for Ginny to come in; I wanted to introduce her to Muggle music, judging by her father's curious questions he kept asking me about the muggle world, I had gotten the impression she hadn't been exposed to much muggle stuff. I had tried to introduce it to my friend Lisa when she was staying over during summer break but she claimed it was too "jejune" for her, even for a Ravenclaw she can be pretty pretentious.

And so later that evening that is how Draco found the girl that had been the star of his dreams… and nightmares for the past month or so. Huddled on the cot that Mary had taken refuge on with the young redhead Weaslette, each with an earbud in their ear bobbing along to some muggle music.

A/N: Please review everyone! It's nice to know people are reading the story, helps motivate me to post, and also any comments or suggestions or anything like that would be appreciated and will always be considered :) I try to stay as canon as possible, if there are any facts or details that are off, feel free to point them out, I may or may not fix it but it's always good to know.