Draco awoke the next morning to a dull pounding in his head. That pounding turned out to be his alarm. He hadn't got much sleep that night. He was thinking of ways Hermione and himself could get out of this mess. It was likely that the woman Hermione had become so chummy with would have told others and now they would be on the lookout for them.

He rolled out of bed and headed towards the shower. Hermione in the meantime was suddenly awoken by her alarm going off. She had gotten more sleep than Draco by drinking an instant sleep potion. She realised that there was no point in fretting over the dilemma all night and it was better to think it through with a clear head the next morning.

Once the cleaning rituals were complete, Hermione and Draco could be found sitting opposite each other at the dining table, picking at their breakfast.

"Have you thought of anything?" Hermione asked after a long silence.

"A bit. Maybe we could contact the leader of this clan directly and talk to him. Explain we didn't know what was happening at the start, but are now eager to learn" Draco suggested.

"Are you kidding? We'd be killed on the spot! These people don't take mercy and I doubt very much that they are stupid."

"I never said it was going to be easy, but we have to try. And after all. All we really have to do is put you in a tight fitting dress that shows a bit of cleavage. If you have any of course." Draco muttered the last bit but Hermione heard it all the same.

"I am not going anywhere dressed as a whore!" Hermione yelled.

"Fine. We'll demonstrate our incompetence to Fudge and everyone else at the Ministry." Hermione scowled. He was right. "Look, there is a fundraiser to be held tonight and I bet you anything there will be a meeting after. We will go and introduce ourselves. If worse comes to worse, I'll get a portkey from Fudge beforehand and keep it in my pocket. They can't stop that."

"Ok. But this is going to be very dangerous you know."

"Yeah I know" Draco said. Silence filled them again.

"I'm going into Mazorg today," Hermione said after she had finished her breakfast. "You know, to pick out an outfit and all."

"Yeah, and to see Tim," Draco added snidely.

"No!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Ok. Then you wouldn't mind if I joined you. I'll just go and get changed," Draco said and walked briskly into his room, leaving Hermione open mouthed. It had of course been her intention to see Tim again, but she wasn't going to give Draco another reason to get her kicked of this mission.

Hermione and Draco had been walking around Mazorg for a while now, and every attempt Hermione made to shake Draco off failed.

"You know, I'm feeling kind of hungry. I think I'll go and get something from that bar we went to the other day. Care to join me?" Draco asked. He was smirking at her.

"Fine, if you want to go, I'll come along," Hermione said blushing slightly. They entered the busy pub and made their way to a couple of free bar stools. Hermione looked around slightly, trying not to look to obvious.

"What can I get you?" Hermione turned to face the speaker excitedly but her grin fell. It was a different man with a grumpy expression.

"I'll just have a bowl of chips and a butterbeer please," Hermione said dejectedly.

"I'll have the same," Draco said. "Looks like he's not here."

"Who?" Hermione said innocently.

"Kate! How are you? Have you already ordered?" Tim's voice rang out.

Hermione looked up with a large grin plastered on her face. "Yeah. How was the concert?"

"It was pretty good. I ended up going with some friends and they had a bit too much to drink, so that dampened the evening. How was your… was it a party?"

"Yeah, it was ok. A bit boring. It was more of a business event." They looked at each other in silence, not knowing what else to say. If Hermione hadn't been so engrossed in Tim, she would have noticed the look on Draco's face. He wasn't happy. Just then the chips arrived.

"Here is your order. Tim, do I pay you to stand around talking to customers?" the man said angrily. Tim shrugged his shoulders at Hermione and walked to a table.

"What do you see in him?" Draco said.

"What do you mean?" Hermione replied.

"I mean, you obviously like him. But he isn't that good looking and he works in a bar! He doesn't even smell amazing or anything."

"I don't judge people by their appearance, although he is hot, I judge them by personality, something that you don't have."

"At least I have everything else. Wealth, status and dashing looks. And if you haven't noticed, I am the one that has women hanging of me. The only women hanging off Tim, is you."

Tim walked back over then. "Look, I can't talk long, but there is the fundraiser or something going on tonight, and I've been invited. They're really boring, but I was hoping you could come with me?" Tim asked. Hermione looked surprised but quickly hid it.

"Which one are you going to?" she asked.

"It's for the new children's hospital that has opened, I don't even remember the name," he said.

"That's where we've been invited tonight!" Hermione exclaimed. "So yes, I would love to go with you." Tim beamed.

"Great. Just give me your address and I'll pick you up at 7.30."

"I think it's better if we meet you there," Hermione said. "It's just so that Paul doesn't have to get there by himself. He is shocking with directions."

"That's alright," Tim said. "He can come with us." Hermione smiled and gave him their address.

"Ok then, it's a date!" Tim grinned and walked to wait another table.

"What the hell did you just do?" Draco hissed.

"I just got us a lead. Don't you think it is a little bit strange that Tim is over here holidaying and working at a very popular bar, and then he is also invited to a high class event? I think he may be spying like us for his ministry."

"Or he could be a part of the group," Draco said. Hermione scoffed.

Draco shrugged and continued eating.

Later that night Hermione was waiting in the living room for Tim to arrive. She was wearing a strapless dark red dress that did push up her bust a little. She put a black coat over, feeling self conscious. Draco emerged from his room wearing a suit with a gold tie tonight.

"Take off the coat," Draco said.

"What?"

"Take of the coat. I want to see whether the dress is appropriate and add something to it," he said doing up his cuffs.

Hermione took the coat off and Draco froze for a second. She looked even better than the last time she wore a dress. Hermione had worn her hair up today so it showed off a bit more flesh. Draco snapped out of his trance and walked up to her. He went behind her and Hermione felt something being draped about her neck. She wasn't really interested in that though. Draco was standing so close to her and his scent combined with his cold fingers brushing along the back of her neck was making her slightly light headed.

Draco was feeling pretty much the same way. He took his time doing up the clasp. When he pulled away they both let out the breath they didn't know they'd been holding. Hermione walked over to the mirror in the hall to see a necklace shining back at her. It was quite thick and heavy owing to the hundred of diamonds glittering back at her. She gasped.

"Where did you get this?" Hermione asked.

"My mother left a lot of jewellery to me, and I didn't think it was safe in the house. Beside's, we need to make you look more wealthy and sophisticated."

Just then the doorbell rang. Hermione quickly put on her coat and opened the door. Tim was standing there holding a bunch of flowers. He stared at her initially when she opened the door, but then gave her the flowers.

"You look beautiful," he said as Hermione put the flowers in a vase.

"Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself," Hermione said blushing. He grinned and took her arm. Hermione felt a flutter in her stomach, but realised that it was nothing compared to when Draco put her necklace on earlier.

A/N: ok, that took me ages to update, I know and I am so sorry! I keep forgetting I'm even writing one! Well, I hope you liked this chapter, and I'll hopefully update soon. Please review, and criticise if constructive.