Lucius sat by the cell where Junko was. She was sitting upon the metal bed, looking Lucius right in the eye.

Lucius stared right back, "Start talking. Now."

"Well, your son was having trouble in school so he asked me for some help. Is that so terrible?"

"We have the best tutors for him. In every subject. Why would he need you?"

Junko smiled, "Your tutors may know what they're talking about, but their ability to teach others about it is weak at best. Young Master Malfoy was having a hard time understanding them. So he came to me for help."

"You grew up in the Sound Village. They don't have any education systems there for those who aren't ninjas. So how did you learn these things, let alone how to teach?"

"Well, I didn't grow up in the Village of the Sound, so I did receive some formal education. Even so, what he's learning is simple enough, even someone without a formal education could figure it out. Besides, I've done all of his workbooks anyway."

"What? You did his homework for him?"

"Oh no, sir. I wouldn't deprive him of his education like that. I simply looked at his textbooks and workbooks and wrote my answers on a separate sheet of paper. I did the same for the workbooks and textbooks in the library as well."

"You did? How many?"

"All of them."

Lucius stared at her with disbelief evident in his face. "You're lying. You have to be."

"I keep the scrap paper in my pillow. See for yourself. Or perhaps I could give you a lesson myself. What would you like to review today, Master Malfoy? Calculus, biology, perhaps the works of Jane Austen?"

Lucius looked at her. He knew she was telling the truth. "You're not as dumb as you seem, Junko."

"I know." Junko said, as she stood up.

Lucius stood up as well, dusting himself off as he did.

"Would you like me to continue to tutor him?"

"Until we get better tutors. But Narcissa learns nothing about this, understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Maybe if you're lucky you'll be able to tutor some more Malfoy children in the future."

"If your wife ever sleeps with you again."

Lucius glared at her, but said nothing. He walked up the stairs, leaving Junko in the dark.

Junko woke up in darkness and silence. She couldn't tell how long she had slept or even what time it was. But she heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

"Is he back?" Junko asked herself, "What does he want from me now?"

Junko rose from her bed, and felt the pain in her body from sleeping on metal all night.

"Lucius not right now, please. My back is killing me."

"This task won't require you to be on your back." A woman's voice said.

Junko turned around to see Narcissa standing on the other side of the bars. Junko blushed.

"Mrs. Malfoy! I …"

"Hush, girl. Just listen. When's the last time you've bled?"

Junko hadn't thought about her period for the longest time. It had stopped when she was under Orochimaru's control and hadn't come back since. She assumed it was from stress, but now, all of a sudden, she was starting to worry.

"I-I don't know. Several months ago."

"Before you came here?"

"Yes."

Relief washed over Narcissa's face. "Just in case," she said as she handed Junko a pink and white box.

Junko looked at it. It had a picture of a strange contraption with a plus sign on it.

"What's this?" Junko asked.

"Of course you wouldn't know. Why would you know anything? The Muggle girl can't even recognize a Muggle pregnancy test."

"Pregnancy test?" As Junko said this, her stomach dropped. She couldn't be pregnant, could she? Junko sat down to calm her shaky legs.

Narcissa unlocked the cell and pulled open the cell door. "You need to take it. The instructions are in the package. It's relatively simple, so I hear. Go take it now."

Junko stood up and slowly exited the cell. She was still examining the box as Narcissa closed the cell again.

"Come on, off you go. To the bathroom."

"The bathroom?"

"Yes, darling, the bathroom. I don't want you taking this out in the open."

Junko ran upstairs and into the bathroom on the first floor. Narcissa waited outside the bathroom until Junko came out.

"It was negative."

"Let me see it." Narcissa ordered.

"I threw it out already. You can look at it if you want if you don't mind going through the trash."

Narcissa looked through the opening in the door. She saw the trash can, which was full of old toothbrushes and dirty tissues.

"I'll trust you. For now. If I find out you've lied to me, you'll have hell to pay."

With that, Narcissa stormed off. Junko sighed with relief, and went upstairs to go get changed to start her day.

A week went by without incident. Narcissa and Lucius left Junko alone, apart from the usual verbal berating. Dobby was also spared beatings, though he was still abused with words by his masters. Junko continued to tutor Draco in secret, who was quite happy with his new tutor, and did better in school now that he didn't have the added stress of having to hide his tutor from the world, or at least from his father.

One morning, Dobby was dragging the trash bag over to where the collection bin was, unable to pick up the heavy bag. Lucius was returning from his morning stroll, and saw Dobby. He decided he would have some fun. He walked behind the house elf and stepped on the bag he was carrying. Dobby kept walking, not realizing what Lucius had done. As he pulled the bag, it ripped open. Dobby looked to see the bag was ruined and its contents were spilled all over the ground. Lucius laughed. Dobby began to pick up the trash when he noticed something odd. He picked up the white and pink contraption. It was a long thing, with an indented screen with two lines on it. Lucius noticed the object Dobby had in his hand, and snatched it from him. He looked at it on the smooth side of it. His eyes widened, like he was panicked about something. He quickly turned it over to the indented side with the two lines on it. He stared at it for a moment before storming off into the house. Dobby watched him go, then decided to follow Lucius into the house.

Junko was sweeping the ballroom when she heard the footsteps. They were heavy, loud footsteps, like those that result from an angry walk. She looked up to see Lucius charging at her. She tried to escape, but it was too late. Lucius already had her by the ear and pulled her down.

"How long have you known?" He yelled.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Junko said, as she shook her head trying to free herself from Lucius' grasp.

"How long have you known you're pregnant?" Lucius asked as he shoved the test in her face.

"That's not mine." She lied.

"Oh?" Lucius mocked as he let go of her ear, "I suppose Narcissa used a Muggle test this time. Do you take me for a fool?"

Junko stumbled backward, trying to create as much distance as she could between herself and Lucius. "Ok, ok, it's mine." She admitted.

"How long have you known?"

"I don't think that really matters…"

"How. Long?"

Junko took a deep breath. "About a week."

"A week?" Lucius said, as if fire spouted from his mouth

"I was going to tell you, I swear. I just didn't know how."

Lucius took a step towards her, "You little …" He stopped himself and took a breath, "Alright, here's what you're going to do. You're going to go with me to Diagon Alley. Just you and me, alone. Then, you're going to go to a place called Knockturn Alley. There you are going to go into a shop known as Viscard's. There, you will ask the man behind the counter for the Black Drink. He will give you the drink, you will pay him. Then come straight back to me in Diagon Alley. Do you understand?"

"What is this Black Drink?"

"You are in no position to be asking questions, girl. You are to do as you're told, without query, understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Tomorrow we will go to Diagon Alley. I'll tell Narcissa I need some new ingredients for my potion making. I'll get through this. It'll be just like that time back in Hogwarts. Everything will be fine." Lucius assured himself as he walked out of the ballroom.

Dobby had been watching the whole exchange from an entrance to the ballroom. He slowly entered the room, and approached Junko who was still standing in the room, recovering from the encounter.

"Miss Junko, are you ok?" Dobby asked.

Junko looked down at him. "Oh yes, I'm quite all right. Don't worry about me, Mr. Dobby."

"If I can be honest, that's getting harder and harder to do, Miss Junko."

Junko turned her head to the side, "I know. I'm sorry."

"It's not you that's worrying me." Dobby said, as he glared in the direction that Lucius had exited.

"I'll get through this. I always have. But I appreciate your concern." With that, Junko walked out of the ballroom. Dobby gave her one last concerned look before heading in the opposite direction.

"I'm going out darling!" Lucius said, as Junko handed him his coat.

Narcissa gave her husband a kiss, "Ok, enjoy love. Make sure she doesn't get into trouble." She said as she glared at Junko, who looked away quickly.

"Of course, love. She's learnt her lesson, I think. Right, Junko?"

"Yes, sir." Junko said, as she bowed her head slightly.

"Excellent. Well let's be off." Lucius made his way out the door, as Junko followed behind him. They climbed into the car which took off shortly after they entered.

Diagon was less busy than usual, but still crowded. Lucius pushed past the people, dragging Junko along with him. He pulled her into an ally. He took out a small, lumpy pouch and handed it to Junko.

"You understand what you have to do, right?"

Junko nodded.

"Good, be back here by five."

Lucius looked around him to make sure no one was watching before heading off. Junko, as instructed, left a few minutes after he did. She walked only a few feet when she heard a familiar voice.

"Junko!"

She turned. It was Molly. Molly ran up to her and embraced her.

"My goodness Junko! Where were you? We were so worried something might have happened to you. How have you been?" Then in a softer voice, Molly said, "They haven't hurt you have they?"

"Molly…" Junko began, but before she could finish Lucius inserted himself in between Molly and herself.

"Molly, what a pleasant surprise. How nice to see you again. How are you and your … brood?"

"What have you done to her?" Molly said, as anger built up inside her, "I swear, if you laid a finger on her, I'll…"

"You'll what? You've already done quite enough, you and your husband." Lucius quipped.

"Treating her with some human decency by inviting her to dinner? Is that too much kindness for you?"

"That was embarrassing enough, but what you did next was an insult."

"What are you talking about?" Molly said, with a genuinely questioning tone.

"Don't play dumb with me Molly." Lucius said, as he took a step towards her.

Just then, Arthur appeared and pushed himself in between Molly and Lucius.

"Are you ok, Molly?"

"She's fine. We were just talking, weren't we Molly?"

"What do you want Lucius?" Arthur growled.

"Well an apology would be warranted."

"For what?"

"For what?! How about for sending your precious Ministry comrades to my house. For embarrassing me and my family?"

Arthur and Molly looked at each other.

Arthur looked Lucius directly in the eye, "Lucius, we didn't ask the Ministry to come to your house."

Lucius scoffed, "If not you, who then?"

"I don't know Lucius, but it wasn't us."

Lucius looked puzzled. But he didn't allow his confusion to be evident on his face for long. He quickly regained his composure and ordered Junko to leave. She obeyed, scurrying away as quickly as possible. Molly tried to go after her, but Lucius stopped her.

"Perhaps it would be for the best if you left my maid alone. Don't you think so Arthur?"

Arthur gave Lucius a dirty look before turning to his wife, "Come Molly. It's over."

Arthur led his wife away, who turned her head and shot a nasty glare at Lucius before disappearing into the crowd.

Lucius turned and walked away, hoping no one saw the exchange he had just had. But he was disturbed. Even he could tell that the Weasleys, as low-class and unworthy as they were, were not liars, not good ones anyway. If they were telling the truth, and had not asked the Ministry to come, who had?