Chapter 14

Draco only glared at them as Hermione glared at Blaise. This teamwork wasn't going so well. That was bad for Draco, he needed everyone in the room to help him find the murderer or he would go to jail for killing Mrs. Speller. He didn't know how, but he knew it was true. But he wasn't sure he could tell them what she wanted. Just then the door opened and the Headmistress McGonagall step in.

"Mr. Malfoy I need to know where you were three days ago in between the hours of 12 a.m. to 1 a.m." The old woman glared at him and Draco knew she was trying to assess whether he was capable of the murder. He just didn't know what he was doing at that time three days ago had to do with anything.

"I was here," he stated simply

"Were you alone or was someone here with you?" She seemed bored, or maybe annoyed. Draco began to think about what he was doing at that time three days ago, when a memory came back to him, his face turned a bright shade of red.

"No ma'am I was not alone," he half whispered his reply.

"Who was with you?" The older woman snapped as if she didn't believe him.

"I was, Headmistress McGonagall," Hermione said softly being all eyes on her.

"I see. And what were you doing during that time?" The woman voice soften a little bit.

"Mr. Malfoy was not feeling well when I got done patrolling at 11:30 p.m. I sat up with him until 3 a.m. when he finally fell asleep." She was blushing slightly as she answered the headmistress.

"What was wrong with him?" McGonagall asked again as if not believing Hermione. It wasn't that she didn't believe the Head Girl; it was that she really wanted to get Draco thrown in jail for murder.

"His stomach was upset mostly, he vomited quite a lot and he had a fever." Hermione put on a brave face. "I spent all of that time with him in the bathroom because he was to sick to move from the floor."

"I see." The woman looked disappointed as she turned to leave. Draco half growled.

"Why do you want to know Headmistress? I mean I do have the right to know why I had to tell you where I was at that time." He was angry and was making no attempt to hide it.

"Well I am sure you have all heard being as Mr. Zabini is here. Mrs. Speller was killed. Well after her body was looked over by Madam Palfrey it turns out the woman was killed three days ago somewhere during that time," she said simply.

"And you have reason to believe I did it why?" Draco voice was firm and filled with anger.

"Because of your past, but it appears you have an alibis. So for now you're still free." With that the woman was gone and Draco was foaming with anger. No one in the room spoke for a while; afraid Draco would explode and kill them all out of sheer anger at what had just happened.

Finally, Blaise broke the silence, attempting to calm his friend's temper a little bit. "That's strange. Mrs. Speller was killed three days ago and we just found her body now." Draco turned around his face of anger had change to one of horror.

"That can't be right," he whispered softly, everyone looked at him.

"And why can't it mate?" Blaise asked calmly.

"Because she was here in my room last night," Draco whispered.