A/N: Another short chapter for you with some more mystery. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 9: Some Death Eaters Are Released

Draco was walking out of his kitchen with a cup of tea in his hands. He was hoping that the tea would calm his unsteady nerves. He had a lot of conflicting thoughts about what had happened between him and Harry. As he started towards the couch, there was a knock at his door. He frowned and glanced over his shoulder at the door, debating about whether or not he should answer it. He sighed and set his tea down on a table and walked over to the door. He looked out the peephole and frowned further.

"What brings you here?" he asked as he stepped to the side and allowed the person in.

"Well, you wanted to know if I heard anything and I have," Theo responded as the door shut behind him.

Draco instantly felt cold and felt a knot begin to form in his belly. He gestured for the sofa and Theo nodded as he walked over and took a seat. Draco went into the kitchen and poured another cup of tea for Theo and sat down across from him in an easy chair. "What did you find out?" he asked in a weak voice.

Theo looked at him in concern and noticed the fading bruises on his forehead as well as the healing fat lip. His eyes widened in a panic. "What the hell happened to you?" he demanded.

Draco waved him off. "Later. I want to know what you've found out," he replied.

Theo frowned at him, but decided to let it be for the moment. "They've released some former Death Eaters recently, within the last month," he began.

Draco shrugged. "Everyone knows that in this circle. I'm not sure how that's anything new," he replied unsurely.

Theo huffed and continued. "Among them are Blaise and Greg," he said.

Draco stared at him for a moment, about to wave this off as well as nothing major, but then he glanced over at his shelf and at the place that he kept his memories. He stood up and walked over to them. He touched the spot where the missing vial belonged and gulped. "What do you think that means?"

Theo stood as well and walked over, placing a hand on Draco's shoulder. "I don't know, mate, but I don't think it's a coincidence," he replied as he gestured with his other hand at the empty spot.

Draco shook for a brief moment before he took a deep breath and shook his head. He walked back over to the seat and grabbed his cup of tea. He pulled his knees up beneath him and stared across the room at nothing. "Harry has been tasked with protecting me," he muttered.

Theo looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. "Tasked?" he questioned in confusion.

"Yeah, tasked. Maybe he'll tell you some day. He kissed me you know? We started to make out and then he stopped and clutched his head, started talking to himself," Draco replied absently still continuing to stare at the wall across the room.

Theo lifted an eyebrow again and sat down on the couch again. "Alright, well, the kissing and making out is good, right?" he asked unsurely.

Draco grinned dumbly. "Yeah, it was brilliant," he said dreamily.

Theo nodded. There was another knock at the door which did not draw Draco's attention at first. Theo cleared his throat and Draco finally looked over at him. He heard the knock again and he looked over at the door in confusion. He stood and walked over to the door. When he looked through the peephole he sighed quietly before he opened the door. Theo watched as arms wrapped around Draco's waist, which momentarily caused Theo to reach for his wand and leap up off the couch to come to his friend's aid until he saw Draco melt into the embrace and saw the spiky black hair over the top of Draco's head as the person leaned forward and captured Draco's lips in a passionate and very private kiss. Theo's eyes widened at the sight and he quickly backpedalled to the fireplace and flooed away.