A/N: So sorry for not updating!! My paper took forever , but now I'm back. Well, I would really love reviews, as always! Enjoy, sorry it's a little short. Usual Disclaimer.

The next few days were filled with talk of our little mission. Everyone was happy about it, even some of the teachers, although they tried to hide it. I didn't know if Snape suspected me or not, but he warned all the students at dinner one night that there would be serious consequences for anyone who did anything like this again. But that wasn't going to stop us.

We met again a few days later in the secret room. Ginny was pacing up and down the room. "We need something else we can do. Something even bigger and better," she said. Neville was sitting on the couch, clearly lost in thought. "Well, there is something we could do," he began slowly. "But mind you it'll be risky," he continued on. "Well? What is it?" asked Ginny, stopping her pacing. "What if we stole Gryffindor's sword?" asked Neville, an edge of excitement creeping into his voice. "Are you insane?" I said, finally speaking up. "Do you know how well guarded it is there? We'd be risking expulsion!" I exclaimed. Ginny looked unsure. "He has a point, Neville," said Ginny, taking a seat next to him on the couch. "What do you think, Luna," asked Neville, wanting someone to be on his side of the argument. "I think it might be a good idea," she said quietly. "I know it's dangerous though, but I think it might be worth it," she said, turning those large eyes on me imploringly. What choice did I have but to agree?

"All right," I said in defeat. Ginny still looked upset, but didn't say anything. "We should start planning then," said Neville, smiling.

We stayed up late into the night, planning out our escapade. We had set the date for tomorrow.

I barely slept that night, nerves tingling. If we got caught….No don't think like that. You weren't caught before and won't get caught now. But he had a bad feeling he couldn't quite shake, and woke up the next morning extremely tired.

I hardly ate that morning and was distracted all through classes, thinking of our plan. I felt more confident about it however. I mean, we weren't caught before, were we? I began to get a bit excited about it.

Two in the morning found us creeping up towards the headmaster's office. We had gotten the password by Ginny hanging around near the gargoyle under a disillusionment charm. We crept silently up the moving staircase and into the office, muttering lumos and blinking as the light hit our eyes. Neville made his way over to the case and began undoing the charms that we suspected were already on there. Then, he used a powerful spell to silently smash the case. We all silently cheered as he pulled it out, the hilt glistening brightly. "Well, this seems like quite a cozy little get together, now doesn't it?" I heard a silky voice say from behind me and froze.

I turned around to see Severus Snape standing there, arms crossed, still in his black billowing robes, an angry expression written across his face. We all stared at him, stricken, Neville still holding the sword in his hand. "I beilieve that belongs to me," he said, striding over and taking the sword. I heard him muttering some spells, and the glass shards flew back together around the sword, which he had set down. He turned, glaring at us all. "Sit," he said, gesturing toward chairs near his desk. I sat, Luna next to me, who squeezed my hand reassuringly.

"It seems to me that I have found the culprits of the incident earlier this week," he said, his voice like venom. "I assume you all remember my warning?" he said, pausing and letting the nasty silence sink in around us. "All of you have detention. You're lucky it's not expulsion," he said, sneering. "I will be informing all of your parents of this," he said, his gaze lingering on me.

"Now, I suggest you two go back to bed," Snape said, looking at Ginny and Neville. "I need to have a word with these two." They left, glancing worriedly at us.

Snape turned the full force of his glare onto us.

"You both know that since you have done this, you are being replaced as head boy and girl," he said. We nodded. "Leave. Now," he said. We got up and walked out, each of us wrapped in our own quiet misery.

"I'm sorry Draco," said Luna a while later, when we were walking back to our common rooms. "Don't be. It isn't your fault. We all decided to do this," I said, pulled out of my thoughts by her remorseful tone. She still looked guilty, so I stopped and pulled her over to a corner. "Luna," I said gently, leaning in and kissing her. After we were done, we walked back in the pools of moonlight that filtered in through the windows. We parted at our usual place, Luna still looking guilty.

The next morning, I was having a little toast when my I saw my owl among the hundreds of others delivering the post. I knew this couldn't be good. I hadn't had an owl from my family all year. As it landed near me, flapping its wings, I quickly untied the small letter around its leg. In my fathers delicate script I saw the words: I shall be coming to the school for a governor's meeting next week. We will discuss the issues concerning you then.