Malfoy looked out over the Slytherin table at dinner looking for Nichole. He hadn't seen her since her little scene during breakfast, she hadn't even showed up to class that afternoon and as far as he could tell, according to the teacher's around him, she hadn't been to any of their classes either. He knew she wasn't in the hospital wing because he would've been notified immediately if she was injured and when he asked her friends if they'd seen her they all replied with the same answer, that she hasn't been seen since breakfast.

Malfoy was slightly worried, if no one had seen her maybe something had happened to her. At lunch, when she hadn't showed up, he had taken a few minutes to look around the Black Lake to see if she was still hiding out there, seeking some peace, but he had come up empty handed. He tried the library after classes, had Mystique check the girls dorm, and she sure wasn't in the common room. He had looked everywhere he could think of and still could not find her.

"Draco," Malfoy turned to look at who had spoken, only to see McGonagall looking at him, concern in her eyes. "You're looking for Miss Granger aren't you?" Malfoy nodded ever so slightly and McGonagall nodded, "Don't worry, she's done this before. When she's stressed, angry, upset, she'll run off for a certain period of time. Sometime's it's a few hours, it's lasted all day before, but never longer then that. When it first happened, Hermione was notified about it, she told us it's her daughter's way of venting. She's run away from home before, to a muggle friend of hers once, without telling Hermione. She was frantic. When Nichole's friend's mother contacted Hermione asking if Nichole could stay the night, Hermione was so relieved she agreed, but she always punishes her.

"What I'm trying to say is that she'll turn up when she's ready. There will be consequences, there always are, but she's fine."

Malfoy nodded and turned back to his food, thinking over this latest information. His daughter runs off when she has something to think about. It didn't sound very safe to him but then again there wasn't any great threat anymore in the world. Voldemort had been gone for sixteen years now, most of the death eaters were punished by the law, either sent to Azkaban or given the kiss by the few Dementors the Ministry kept around. A few had got off, but they hadn't tried anything serious in years, not after Goyle Sr. tried to avenge his Lord and got him self killed for it. But still, that didn't mean there weren't other danger's lurking out there that could hurt Nichole.

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Hermione, after giving Ginny the whole story of what had happened the evening before, had spent the rest of the day relaxing with her best friend. They had gone out shopping, taking the kids with them of course, and then returned to the house to watch a Soap Opera Hermione used to watch all the time before she started on days at the Ministry.

"You see that guy there? Marko? He's in love with his brother's fiancé who still loves her ex husband who married her sister." Ginny said.

"Whatever happened to Bethany? She was my favourite character." Hermione said.

"She was sent away to Paris because her ex-boyfriend, remember Hank, well he tried to kill her and was sent to jail. He escaped from prison so to keep her safe they sent her away. But I got a spoil alert from one of our neighbours whose sister's husband cousin works on the crew, anyways she said that Beth will be making an appearance back in the show for the season finale!"

"You must record it for me Gin," Hermione said as the show went to a commercial break, "I miss girl time,"

"I know," Ginny said as she got up to refill their drinks, "It's just not the same," she glanced at the clock, "Harry should be home soon,"

"Did Ron come by with his news for you?" Hermione asked taking the glass back from Ginny, who nodded.

"Yeah, and it's about time to." She said sitting back down. "Shh, it's back." The two friends sat there watching the end of the show. It ended as Sally Anne announced to her sister Melissa that she still loved Wes. Melissa slapped her sister, declared that he'd never be hers again as the shot faded out on Sally Anne's stunned face. The credits came up and Hermione stood.

"Well, I should be going, I do have to get back to work tomorrow."

"Alright," Ginny said standing as well, "I should get dinner started anyways. We'll talk later?"

"Yeah I get off early Saturday's remember,"

"Floo call me," Ginny said giving her friend a hug.

"I will," Hermione said smiling and apparated back to her house. An Owl was waiting for her when she got there.

Hermione,

Nichole has done it once again. She has missed all her classes today after storming from the Great Hall this morning at breakfast. She had thrown toast at some young Slytherin and promptly disappeared. I tried calling after her but she ignored me and hasn't been seen since.

Now I know you know how she is, she is you're daughter after all, but I still felt I should notify you. As soon as she shows back again I'll send another Owl. There will be more severe consequences this time, however, seeing as this is about the tenth time she's done it since first year.

Yours truly,

Minerva McGonagall

Hermione sighed as she got to the bottom of the letter. This was worse then she's ever done before. It was normal for Nichole to storm off, sure, but she threw toast at a boy? That didn't exactly sound like Nichole. Sure her daughter had a temper but she's never been known to throw food before.

"Nichole," Hermione mumbled shaking her head, "What have you got yourself into this time?"

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Nichole had fallen asleep in the Room of Requirement. She awoke with her neck feeling sore and her back feeling stiff. Her head had dropped down and she had fallen asleep sitting up, falling over some time during the night so she wasn't in the best of positions. Her stomach grumbled, making her realize it must've been past breakfast. She called Sonny and ordered some breakfast which she then ate before looking at the bookshelf for a new book.

She still wasn't ready to come out yet, and beside's it was Saturday. Nichole grabbed a book on beauty potions and started to read. She came across Potions to make face masks to help rid yourself of acne, which she didn't need, she had pretty clear skin; potions on taming frizz, something she thought her mother could've used in her Hogwarts days, and still on occasion; but the potion that interested her the most was one on hair dying.

Nichole had always wanted to dye her hair but her mother would never let her. She saw pictures of her as a baby and a young girl and thought about dying it blonde again, but that only reminded her of her father, and she didn't want red hair because then she thought she'd look to Weasley, and she wasn't a Weasley. She wanted something cool, unique, something no other kid at Hogwarts had. That's when it came to her, coloured streaks. No one at the school had cool coloured hair, except Teddy but she decided to over look him. So she sat back and thought what colour she wanted, what colour would go good with her dark brown hair.

"No, black hair," she smirked to her self, "I'll dye it black. Any colour will go with black." She closed her eyes and wished for some potion supplies and as she opened her eyes she found a cauldron and ingredients in the corner of the room. Smirking she picked the book up and got to work.

It took about an hour to make the potion and it had a very nasty smell to it, but when she was done she put it on her head, eager to see what it would look like. It had to settle for twenty minutes so she started on the base to make a colour dye to add streaks, she just had to figure out what colour.

She thought about what colour would annoy her mother the most. Green, that was easy, but it was her house colour. Maybe pink, but she wasn't that girly. It couldn't be blue, red or yellow because those were the other house colours, then again that would annoy her father. She thought about mixing colours to annoy both of them, but that would make them think she was trying to support them both.

Sighing she decided that she'd just go with green since it was her house colour and she was more interested in annoying her mother. By the time she rinsed out her hair from the black dye, charmed it dry and added the green streaks to it, the fumes were making her dizzy and tired. Before she closed her eyes though, she had rinsed her hair from the green dye and charmed it dry again. She smirked tiredly at her reflection before curling up on the couch again. It was only mid afternoon by now, but she was exhausted.

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Malfoy was beyond worried by now. McGonagall had said that Nichole didn't go missing for longer then a day and yet he still hadn't seen her. All through breakfast and lunch he sought her out in the Great Hall and hadn't seen her. He had gone to the Slytherin Common Room every few hours in search for her and had come up empty handed every time. Even her friends hadn't seen or heard from her since the morning before.

"Where could she be," he mumbled under his breath walking through the halls of the school.

"Oi Malfoy!" He heard a booming voice behind him. He turned and saw Hagrid walking towards him. He sighed and waited for the half giant to catch up to him.

"What can I do for you Hagrid?" he asked impatiently. Hagrid seemed to be the only teacher at the school who had yet to forgive him and treat him like any other professor.

"Where's Nichole?" Hagrid asked, not too nicely.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out," Malfoy snapped, the Oaf made it sound as if it was all his fault, and that he had taken her or something.

"Look Malfoy I'm on'y lookin' out fer Hermione," Hagrid said.

"Yeah and I'm looking out for my, uh, daughter," Malfoy mumbled.

"I 'eard bout that," Hagrid growled, "I knew there was somethin' bout Nichole that was familiar, never though' she'd be yer's though,"

"That makes two of us," Malfoy mumbled.

"Find 'er," Hagrid growled before walking away. Malfoy sighed and continued his search.

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Nichole yawned and stretched her hands over her head and looked at her watch. It was three. Hour nap, not bad, she thought to herself as she stood up and flicked her wand vanishing the potion items in the room. She looked around the room, feeling bored now. She didn't want to read anymore, she wasn't in the mood to do homework and, anyways, wasn't planning on doing any. Sighing she wished muggle devices worked in the school, that way she could at least use her phone or watch TV, something other then just reading or listening to a wireless.

"Might as well leave then," she mumbled to herself. She was feeling a little calmer, not in the mood to talk to anyone about it but if her friends were willing to not mention it then she was willing to go back to them, maybe even pull a prank. She pulled her hair into a pony tail, wished for a change of clothes and got dressed. Once she was ready she walked to the door, used a spell to see if anyone was around and, upon seeing a clear way, she snuck out of the room.

She was able to creep down the halls, unnoticed; that is until she reached the fifth floor. She walked along the halls, trying to find the short cuts so she could reach the Slytherin Common Room, instead she ended up walking right into Draco Malfoy.

"Nichole!" He said, his voice somewhere between a yell and a sigh of relief. Nichole stared at him, her eyes slowly narrowing, and went to walk right past him but he grabbed her arm, causing her to turn and face him. He put his hands on her shoulders so she couldn't move.

"Where the bloody hell have you been?" he asked her. She glared at him and kept quiet. "I asked you a question young lady!"

"And I'm refusing to answer it, now let go of me!"

"Not until I find out where you were, you went missing for a day and a half! No sign, I've searched everywhere in this castle!"

"You obviously didn't search good enough," she hissed, "If you don't let go of me then I'll hex you, I'm not even joking."

"I believe you," he said simply, "But if you attack me I have the right to expel you, do you really want that?"

"Just let me GO!" she screamed but all he did was smirk.

"Your mother never mentioned me a lot did she? If she did you'd know that I don't take orders easily,"

Nichole did nothing but glare.

"Nice hair by the way, very pro Slytherin, I don't think your mother will appreciate it,"

"That's the point," Nichole growled.

"Thought so," he said, "Are you going to tell me where you were?"

"No," she spat.

"I'll find out sooner or later,"

"Well let's make it later then," she said and she twisted her body, breaking Malfoy's grasp on her, and stormed away. Malfoy shook his head but he couldn't help feeling relieved to see her safe.

A/N: I am SO SORRY for taking so long to update! I've been busy with school work like for the past two weeks! This weekend in Thanksgiving for us here in Canada so I am at home and I actually had time to sit down and update this story, which I have been wanting to do for a while! Anyways what'd you think? I would really LOVE your opinions! I'll try nmy best to get this updated quicker next time, but I'm not making any promises. Thanks to all those who've reviwed so far! I loom fowards to reading your newest reviews :D