A/N: Took me a while to update, but I was busy and in the past week my mom was constantly on the computer for her exams.
This chapter is short, I know, but you will have to deal with that.
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A month passed and luck wasn't with the trio. Signs of Voldemort were everywhere, but they were too scattered to trace. Draco now resided at Grimmauld, to the disappointment of the trio, but McGonagall insisted that he had no other place to hide. Malfoy spent his time in the library, reading.
One day, Harry thought of an idea. He flew into the library and interrupted Malfoy's calm environment. "Malfoy," he began. The other lifted his eyes and awaited the conversation. "You know where Voldemort resides and so you tell us where."
Draco shuddered at the mentioning of his master's name, and coldly replied, "And what are you planning on doing whence you find out the location? You will go there? How I understand it, you haven't found all the Horcruxes yet."
"Your point, Malfoy."
"My point is that there is no need for you to get into unnecessary danger without having more chances of victory on our side."
Pause… during which Draco realized he put himself on the same side with the Golden Trio.
"When did you care about Harry's life?" asked Ginny walking in the room.
Malfoy didn't answer and he and the redhead exchanged glares. Ron then turned to his sister.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came upon something," she answered.
"Ginny, I don't want you to take any part in this," said Harry softly.
"But I want to help you," she answered back in the same tone, making Malfoy roll his eyes. Ginny then continued. "You know the myth about Rovina and the Raven?"
"What about it?" asked Hermione, frowning slightly.
"I thought that it may not be a myth after all. So I read through copies of some documents written by the four founders when they were building Hogwarts and I think I found what the fourth Horcrux might be."
Draco sat up looking at the girl with narrowed eyes. "Your supposition is?" he questioned.
"The myth says that Rovina had a prized raven that had the knowledge of the old. Well, one day, when examining the Dark Forest, Rovina's prize bird perched upon her shoulder, some sort of cat; like a leopard; attacked her. Rovina was wounded heavily while the bird was trying to get away from the predator. Gathering her ebbing strength, Rovina was able to kill the cat. The founder herself died several days later, a month before the completion of Hogwarts, but not before skinning the animal and turning the hide into a wall-rug."
"And you think that the rug is another Horcrux?" asked Harry, doubtfully.
The trio had hesitant expressions and Malfoy was thinking deeply.
"What do you think of this, Malfoy?" question Harry.
Draco looked at him, surprised he was asked for opinion. But he could see the point, for he remembered a white pelt hanging behind Voldemort's chair in the Lord's office. But he wasn't about to give away his master's defenses. "I don't quite believe such story to be true and why would the Dark Lord pick some dead cat's suit?"
Harry stared at his enemy's face and concluded to be satisfied with that for the main time. But that didn't mean that he would throw the thought away completely.
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