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Author's note: I hope i didn't made a huge gap between the last chapter and this, coz it's kinda connected. If you remember correctly, Harry had called for a meeting with the Order as soon as Ron have confirmed that Draco wants to inform them of a few things and that Hermione wants Harry to inform the Order about Natalie Avery. So enjoy! Reviews at the end please.

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On the night the Order had a meeting together along with Draco, it was drizzling slightly. Most of the members were seated by 8PM. Draco arrived with the Weasleys. This time they managed to restrain Ginny from coming with them to Moody's delight.

"It's not that I don't like the girl…I just want to hold up to Dumbledore's rules. He will never let someone outside the Order to sit for our meetings." Moody tried explaining reasonably. Unfortunately for Ginny, everyone agreed.

"Alright alright. I'll just go to bed now." Ginny said and made her way up to her room.

A few chairs were arranged around the large living room. When every member of the Order had arrived, Moody stood up and announced the purpose of the meeting. Harry saw Draco rolling his eyes and it made him a little bit angry. Here we are trying to help you but you're just being a nasty ferret!

"I told you I will do anything." Draco said calmly.

"Firstly, maybe you can tell us names…the people who are involve." Moddy urged.

"Nott, Crabbe, Goyle…and they have recruited more, apparently from all over the world. I don't know how the hell they did that though." Draco said shaking his head.

"Any new weapon? You know…a skill or a new method to kill everyone at the same time or something like that." Neville asked.

"Not that I know of. I knew that they wanted me to be their leader but one of them…he was really suspicious of me. The way he act around me, the way he talk…it causes me to assume that he is the backbone of everything that have been going on these past few years. He doesn't look English though."

"Well start by telling us his name." Harry probed.

Draco gave Harry a looming look and Harry glared at him back. Draco looked over at Hermione who was on Harry's right. Filthy mudblood.

"Boone." Draco answered. Everyone turned to face Moody who was in deep thought, his electric blue left eye swivelling around its socket.

"No. Never heard of this guy. What does he look like?" Moody asked.

"About nearly six feet, sandy brown hair, light blue eyes…" Draco said. He closed his eyes and tried to remember any clear details about Boone. "He has a tattoo…on his left wrist."

"What image was it?" Harry probed some more.

"Damn it Potter! I was just getting into that. Stop being impatient!" Draco cried out in anger. Harry clenched his fist and was about to lunge forward to give a hard punch in Draco's face but Hermione stopped him. She grabbed Harry's wrist tightly and pulled him back.

"He's not worth it Harry. Calm down." Hermione said soothingly. Draco sneered at Harry.

"It was a snake. It almost looks like the Dark Mark but I am very sure it wasn't the Dark Mark."

"Well yeah, that's because your arm almost got burned with it." Harry hissed.

"What did you say Potter?" Draco hissed full of hatred for his archenemy.

"Calm down! Both of you! Right this instance! Act like grown ups. You're not in school anymore." Moody said forcing them both back to their seats.

"What else Draco?" Moody questioned.

"Boone was the one who thought the Death Eaters and me the art of mind-reading. He called it leer mente. It is suppose to help us to read the minds of people around us…especially enemies so that we can know their next step. He trained us to read people's mind clearly and if we master it well, we might even be able to manipulate them and lead them to their deaths."

"He's acting like he is in charge and I don't understand why people like Pettigrew, Crabbe, Goyle and those other Death Eaters gladly follows what he says. Boone looks like he is a lot younger than all of them. Probably three or four years my senior."

"So have you mastered it?" Fred asked. "Will you be able to tell us how we can do it to?"

"We don't have time for that. It took the Death Eaters and me months to master it and none of us are really good at it. We're not as good as Boone…he took advantage of his skills. He killed one of them when he found out that he was trying to betray them…of course through reading his mind."

"But why didn't he kill you?" Hermione asked. "If what you said is the truth, if you're really on our side, he will be able to read it won't he?"

"Which is why I am confuse right now Granger. He let me off…he might have some other dubious plan that none of us know of. But there is one thing though…a few hours before I made my escape…I saw a glimpse of an old woman in the manor. She was talking to Boone and a couple of guys. They were listening attentively to her."

"Who…" Ron was about to ask but Draco cut him into it.

"I don't know who she is Weasley. I only saw a side profile and it was dark anyway."

"We have to find out who she is." Moody remarked. "Meanwhile, let's just end it here. Arthur, if I could discuss a few things with you?" Mr Weasley nodded. "The rest may go."

The other members of the Order stood up and dispersed. Ron, Fred, George, Bill, Hermione and Draco apparated back to The Burrow. They all landed safely in the living room without hitting anyone. Draco who was exhausted from all the questioning sat down on a chair and buried his head in his arms.

"I made lemonade! It's a muggle drink…and it's fresh!" Ginny said chirpily. Draco got annoyed with her. She gladly hand each of them a glass. Hermione drowned her glass in a few gulps. The Weasley brothers looked at the glass in their hands confusingly. Ron took a sip and then drowned the whole glass and asked Ginny for more. Mr Weasley popped in a few minutes later and gladly drinks Ginny's lemonade. He liked it straight away.

"Draco, I'm sincerely sorry if everything that had happen just now made you tired. We just want to know and make sure that we have the right information."

"I really have given and told you every information that I have. It's really up to you guys." Draco said calmly.

Mr Weasley was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. George who was nearest to it opened it slightly after looking through a tiny peephole. The rest were on their tiptoes trying to see who it was.

"How can I help you?" George asked.

"I believe my grandson is here. Draco Malfoy?"

"What?" George and Draco cried at the same time. George opened the door widely to reveal a petite woman with very white short hair. She was a little on the plump side and she was dressed in the most expensive black winter coat and black boots. She was carrying a small black bag and on her head was an elegant hat. She looked like she was really Draco's grandmother. She had light blue eyes and her hair was the whitest blonde. Her face was wrinkle-free. Draco looked at her from head to toe and frowned.

"You're the woman in the manor…this is the evil witch I was talking about!" Draco cried in outrage.

"Now Draco…what made you think that way? I'm very disappointed in you. You actually grew up to become like your father." She said disapprovingly.

"I'm not like my father." Draco hissed at the woman with glaring eyes.

"Well you have proved to me, I admit it." She tiptoed to look over Draco's shoulders. "Aren't you going to let me in?"

"No!" Draco said.

"Yes of course." Mr Weasley said at the same time. The old woman smiled at Draco slyly and let herself in. She sat down on a chair nearest to the door while everyone simply looked at her wondering who she was.

"Oh how rude of me." She said casually. "I'm Lucius mom, Martha, Malfoy." She said with a curt nod.

"I'm Arthur Weasley and these are my children. That's Hermione Granger, our friend." Mr Weasley introduced. "May I ask what brings you here?"

"Oh I read Draco's mind and found out that he was making his way here."

"Did you use leer mente?" Draco asked in disgust.

"Of course, I was the one who invented it and taught it to those buttheads!"

Draco was shocked by her words and sniggered. "Aren't you in the same league as them Afterall, you're my dad's mother."

"You really have taken up Lucius' demeanor Draco and I would not accept it!"

"Who the hell are you to tell me that?"

The rest of the Weasleys and Hermione shifted their eyes from Martha to Draco, wondering what the outcome will be.

"Because you and I, we're going to save your mother."

As the words keep ringing in Draco's ear, he glared at the woman and speculated what were really her intentions.

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Author's Note: Leer Mente are words that i extract out from the Spanish dictionary which directky translates to reading of the mind.

CrAzY-gIrL-oUt-To-WrEaK-hAvOc: I hope it's not that mushy for you...haha. And anyway do get a few poeple to read my stury...the more reviews i have the more fun we have discussing on my story! Thanks!