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CHAPTER 10: BAU'S POV

Harry, Ron and the BAU team sat around the wooden table. Harry and Ron were waiting impatiently for Hermione to return, while the BAU team were discussing how the unsub could have entered a top secret intelligence agency undetected.

"Either he or the female unsub must have a connection to ASIO." Hotch said.

Rossi nodded.

"He may be employed here – perhaps as a cleaner, which would explain the extent of his access."

Garcia spoke up from the end of the table. After the loss of her phone to the unsub, she had been too scared to go back into her room.

"Shall I check all the employee records?"

"Yes,' said Prentiss, 'but do it subtly. We don't want the Australians to know we suspect one of them."

Garcia smiled wryly;

"Subtle is my middle name."

She turned to the computer and started clacking away at the keys, her eyes drawn to the screen. Reid was still fixated on one question though.

"How did the unsubs get my phone number?"

"That is a good question." JJ agreed.

There was a bark of laughter, and all eyes turned to Morgan. He was trying his hardest to hold his laughter in, but it wasn't working. Finally he gave up and laughed out loud.

"Do you remember the time,' he said, wiping tears from the corner of his eye and clutching his stomach. 'That I gave out Reid's number to the public?"

Reid looked slightly disgruntled and everyone else started laughing as well. He smiled when he remembered how he had got his revenge however.

At that moment the door creaked open, admitting Hermione and a blonde haired stranger. The profilers watched the pale man suspiciously, taking in every aspect of his person. They were surprised when the two English men leapt to their feet, Ron racing towards him with his hands fisted and face twisted into a fierce expression. Harry was on his heels, arms crossed over his chest, not trying to hold Ron back.

Leaning menacingly into the blonde man's space, Ron asked;

"What are you doing here, you slimy haired git?"

The strange man smiled pleasantly, not at all daunted.

"I have as much right to be here as you, more so in fact. Although I have to ask – however did you manage to finance this trip? Does your family sleep with the pigs in their sty now?"

That made Ron snap. He threw himself towards the blonde, fist flying towards his pleasantly smirking face.

Suddenly, Hermione stepped between the two of them. Reid saw, as though in slow motion, the realization upon Ron's face. The force he was moving with would surely do some damage to Hermione if she was hit – and how could Ron possibly stop in time?

As though hitting a brick wall, Ron stopped. Reid was in shock – his reaction time was inhumane, even supernatural. Ron's fist hovered in mid-air for a moment, and then drifted slowly downwards until it rested unthreatening at his side. Harry was staring hard at Hermione. Morgan saw the stranger look quickly at Hermione, before turning to study the BAU team. Hotch was surprised when the man identified him as the authority, and walked towards him. With an outstretched hand, he stated;

"Draco Malfoy."

Hotch summarised that was the man's name, and he shook his hand.

"Aaron Hotchner. Are you a friend of Ms Granger's?"

At that he smiled slightly, just a slight tilt of the lips.

"You could say that." He said vaguely.

As this exchange went on, Reid was watching as Harry, Ron and Hermione had an intense, whispered discussion. He studied their body language, noting how tense each of their shoulders were. Hermione's hands were fisted at her side, and she leaned forward slightly on the front of her feet. Ron was reclining backwards a little, arms loose at his sides and sneering. Harry's face was blank, and he seemed more calm than Ron and Hermione.

Reid wanted desperately to know what was so controversial about the other man.

HP'S POV:

"He's a Death Eater Hermione-!"

"Ex-Death Eater!

"-And you can't bring a Death Eater onto a case about the murders of Mudbloods! Or have you forgotten-?!"

"How could I forget! Every time I look down – there it is! Every time I close my eyes, she's there with her knife, scarring me for life and ending Dobby's hopes and dreams. I haven't forgotten anything Ronald. I just have the presence of mind to remember that Draco never killed anyone! We cannot hold him accountable for the sins of his Father!"

"Oh, so it's Draco now?!"

"Ahem."

Hermione and Ron whipped their heads towards Harry. He had been silent up until then, calmly standing without passing judgement.

"Ron, I'm not saying I agree with Hermione, but shall we give Malfoy the benefit of the doubt? Just remember,' he said, for Ron had started to protest, 'what happened last time we didn't listen to Hermione. You left us for months and I was almost killed by Nagini at Godric's Hollow.

Ron shut his mouth abruptly, scowling a little. A few minutes later, he nodded his head in resignation.

"I'll give him one chance. If he puts one foot wrong…"

He trailed off, apparently leaving the threat to speak for itself.

BAU'S POV:

As the course of the argument progressed, the profilers could see Harry and Hermione were breaking down Ron's resentment towards Mr Malfoy. None of them could understand what the standing hate between them entailed, but it didn't mean they couldn't see the poisonous looks the two exchanged when they shook hands. If this agreement could be called a truce, it was only temporary.

When the resentment within the room had cooled from palpable to barely noticeable, everyone took their seats around the table. There were different borders now. The lines that had developed had been destroyed as quickly as they had been drawn, recreated upon Malfoy's arrival.

Hermione stood up as soon as everyone had taken a seat.

"Mr Malfoy is an old school friend of ours. I went to find him because I believed his position would yield some information to discover the woman's identity."

Before she could sit down, Morgan asked;

"What is his position?"

Like a startled animal, she looked at Malfoy.

"He's a, uh…"

"I'm afraid that's top secret, Hermione – as you well know." He looked hard at Hermione, then around at the agents.

Every BAU agent in the room was looking in doubt at Draco Malfoy. Who on Earth could he work for? They worked for the government, and they were still allowed to discuss their jobs to a certain extent.

Resisting the urge to ask question, because they could all see in Malfoy's face that he wouldn't answer, the BAU rose as a single group and left the room – ignoring the astounded expressions of Harry, Hermione, Ron and Draco. They walked into Garcia's room, disregarding the lack of desks and arranging themselves in comfortable positions about the room.

"I'm going to ask what we're all thinking.' Morgan said from his position against the wall. 'Who the hell are these people?"

Hotch readily agreed with Morgan.

"We can't afford to lose their trust though, not when they know so much more about this case than they're letting on. We're going to have to keep an eye on all of them, not just Hermione Granger. We'll give it two weeks, and if they continue to exhibit this behaviour we'll have Ms Port remove them from the investigation."

"Are they part of a cult?" Prentiss asked.

"No,' Reid said, 'I think it has something to do with that school they all went to."

"I agree', Rossi said, a look of concentration on his face. 'I think it's time we found out who these people really are."

A/N Double figures - we have reached chapter 10! yayayay :) This chapter is dedicated to fictionfanatic1234, who pointed out the fact that the FBI agents hadn't done a background check on Harry, Ron and Hermione - very lax of them, and of me for not noticing. Anyway thank you! Also Crimson Music Wolf - thank you, yours was the funniest review I have recieved so far - 'Wow' describes my own reaction to writing so much!

For the incredibly astute, you may have noticed the second subtle piece of magic worked in the presence of Muggles by these three :)