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The floo powder was thick and got caught in my lungs during the journey but once I arrived at our destination I went back to normal. I coughed once and then felt fine. Jacob was waiting for me when I stepped out of the fireplace in the stock room of Fred and George's shop Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. A few men came up to stand next to Jake seconds after I emerged from the fire.

I looked from the very large men to Jake. "What is this?" I asked to no one in particular.

One of the men answered. "The Minister suggested that you and Potter have a team of Aurors around to keep an eye on you two when you are out in public, Miss Cullen."

I scoffed as Hermione came out of the fire behind me. "Yeah, well tell the Minister thanks but no thanks. We can take care of ourselves, we have been since Fudge declared us liars when Voldemort came back." I snapped. I heard the fireplace behind me sizzle and yet another of our party had arrived. I didn't know how many more was left to come.

I couldn't believe the Minister was actually trying to help Harry and I now. He never cared before and what? Suddenly, he believes us? We haven't changed at all in the past few months but since Fudge had seen the Dark Lord for himself we were now somehow reliable sources. That man was an idiot that I could not tolerate.

"Miss, this isn't an offer, it was an order from the Minister himself stating that we follow and protect the Chosen Ones." The other suit in formed me.

I felt a hand on my back and I knew instantly it was Harry. "Just let it go." He whispered from behind. "It will only make you more angry if you keep arguing with them."

I sighed and walked away from the men, Harry hot on my heels. A door appeared before me suddenly and I walked through to the shop. My mouth dropped open in surprise. The store was more amazing than I had thought possible. Every inch of the place was crawling with Hogwarts students. Fireworks exploded in the air like they had the day of our O.W.L's. The large shelves were stocked with every kind of joke product possible and the store was abuzz with life, it was clear to see.

An arm draped over my shoulder from each side. I looked up to see the twins standing on either side of me with pride in their eyes as they looked at what they had built together. "What do you think, Cullen? Classy?" They asked. I smiled and put an arm around each of their waists.

"It's brilliant, boys. Really, I am very impressed." I smirked up at them. "Now excuse me, I have some stuff to get." I faced them as I began to skip away. "I get a discount, right?" I teased.

The Weasley twins laughed as if that was the most ridiculous thing they had ever heard, it probably was. I smiled and noticed Harry standing next to the boys. I grinned at him and held my hand out, wanting him to take it.

He chuckled and came over to me. Together, we took in the monstrous store. We saw everything including the Instant Darkness Powder, which Harry bought in bulk. "We'll never know when this could come in handy." He had said. I just sighed, knowing he was right but hating to admit it. We ended up at the stands next to the window after that. A pink shimmery shelf caught my eye and I couldn't help but wonder what it was. I wandered over than and noticed that the shelf contained love potions.

"You don't need those, love. You already have me." Harry said as he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I chuckled and turned around to face him.

"And who said anything about using them on you, dear?" I teased.

Harry narrowed his eyes but couldn't hold his fake anger for long.

"You two better watch yourselves with those." George said as he came over to us.

I turned toward him. "What are you talking about?"

George cocked an eye brow in disbelief. "You mean to tell me neither of you know?" He asked. I wrinkled my forehead at him and then looked to Harry to see if he had any idea what the twin was going on about. My boyfriend looked just as confused as I did.

"No." Harry replied. "What do you mean?"

George laughed in disbelief. "If you two weren't so busy gazing lovingly into each other's eyes like the cheesy couple you are, the both of you would notice that every one here wants one of you."

"What-?"

"Look around." He instructed. "All the guys are staring at Allie, well more than they usually do." George said, earning himself a glare from Harry, which the red head ignored. "And all the girls are sending Harry lovey dovey eyes."

I took a glance around us and finally noticed it. Every single, available guy in this place was checking me out, making me feel completely uncomfortable. Then I looked to the girls. All were staring at Harry like he was the most eligible guy around. Well, he wasn't so they better back off, I thought to myself.

"But why?" Harry asked.

George sighed. "Because you two are the Chosen Ones. Who doesn't want to date one of the people who are going to defeat You-Know-Who?" He told us. "So watch yourselves." He said before departing.

I looked at Harry. "Freaky." He nodded and pulled me closer to him, possessively. A flash of platinum blond hair caught the corner of my eye and I whipped around to catch the face it belonged to. Draco Malfoy walked past the shop, his mother steps behind him. He looked into the shop window, close to where I was then looked away.

The boy did a double take when his eyes found me. I smiled and gave him a wave, expecting him to do the same at least or come in to say hello. The youngest Malfoy did no such thing. He let out a visible sigh and flashed a look filled with disgust towards me before walking out of view.

"Was that Malfoy?" Harry asked.

I nodded, still with my eyes directed out of the window. Draco, my potions partner of two years and friend for just as long completely blew me off. He didn't even do that when he was with his friends, why would he do it now? Then I remembered what Dumbledore told me. Draco was going to ignore me, treat me like scum and it was my duty to make sure that didn't happen. I had to stay close to him, to not let him push me away.

"He just went down Knockturn Alley." Harry observed with curiosity in his voice. I followed his gaze and saw as Draco and his mother disappeared. I knew it was a bad idea, but I decided to follow them.

"Harry, I'll be right back." With those words and no other explanation, I was gone, running at full vampire speed.

"Draco!" I called after the Slytherin. He stopped dead in his tracks like I had caught him in the middle of a crime. From what Professor Dumbledore had told me, I just might have. "Draco!" I called one more time, he turned to look at me with a mixture of anger and regret on his face. Upon getting close to him, I decided to take a peak inside his head to see if I could get a glimpse of what was going through his mind. But his thoughts were blocked to me. Strange. They weren't mere months ago.

"Hey." I said with a smile as I stood before him. He looked down at me skeptically for a moment before glancing around us as if at any moment we could get caught doing something illegal. I leaned around Draco to set his mother with a smile.

"Mrs. Malfoy." I greeted. The woman was tall and skinny with blond hair like all the Malfoy's I had met. I couldn't help but wonder if her and Mr. Malfoy were related in some way besides marriage. Eww. The woman scanned me up and down before letting out a chuckle. She turned her attention to her son.

"Make it quick, Draco." With those words she turned away and walked down the street a little farther, browsing the shop windows.

Wow. "Nice to meet you to." I muttered under my breath. That was a charming lady, I thought. Turning my attention back to a still nervous looking Draco, I smiled again. "Yeah, so I saw you pass by the joke shop a few minutes ago. I don't know you must not have seen me."

"I did." He snapped.

I wrinkled my forehead at him. "Oh, well okay then were you in a hurry or something-"

"I have to go." He said as he turned his back on me and started to walk toward his awaiting mother. "Oh and Cullen stay the bloody hell away from me." He threw the comment over his shoulder like it was no big deal but I could hear the poison dripping from his words. And then they walked away, his mother giving me a smug look as they went.

Whoa, Dumbledore wasn't kidding. Draco's coldness stung me more than I thought it would. Don't get me wrong, I have complete and total faith in the Headmaster but a part of me still expected Draco to be my friend. What was going on with him, I wondered. It had to be something horrible. I read last week that his father was thrown in prison for being a Death Eater, perhaps that is what had is boxers in a bunch?

It was only wishful thinking on my part. Something bigger was going on, ten times bigger than being angry at the world for getting his daddy thrown in Azkaban. Damn, this sucked.

"Hey!" Harry's voice floated up from behind me. I spun to see him along with Ron and Hermione coming towards me. "Was that Malfoy you were talking to?" He asked, a slight bit exasperated.

I nodded my answer. "Where was he going?"

"I didn't ask him."

"Well, let's go find out." Harry said, retrieving his Invisibility Cloak from the pocket of his jeans. Without even asking if I wanted to, he threw the cloak over Hermione, Red, me, and then himself. We were completely cramped under that thing. I was squished between Hermione and Harry with my arms stuck down by my sides. I looked down to see that our feet were sticking out beneath the hem of the cloak.

"Bend down!" Harry shouted back at Red. Ron ducked down as far as he could go without hurting himself, Hermione and Harry did the same. I laughed at them all standing hunch backed. I on the other hand was standing up straight, I guess this was one of the advantages to being a shorty.

"No gloating, Allie." Hermione told me with a pinch to my arm. I winced slightly but got over it fast.

"Shut it, guys. We have to be quiet." He said as he started to lead us through the streets of Knockturn Alley. I sighed to myself. This wasn't going to be pleasant.

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"He is NOT a Death Eater!" I shouted.

"Allie, you cannot ignore the facts-" Harry shot back. We were back at the Weasley's house after getting a scolding from out all wise and powerful Auror 'protectors' for running off into Diagon Alley by ourselves. We followed Draco to Borgin and Burkes where he and his mother browsed around. We used a pair of extendable ears that Red had managed to swipe from his brothers' store and listened in to some conversation about Draco wanting something places aside for him. But nothing of much importance occurred. Harry was just jumping to conclusions, as always.

I had to admit that Draco Malfoy could sound scary and intimidating when he wanted to but I could not imagine him a Death Eater.

"That's crap, Harry!" I yelled. "Sure, he went into the dark magic store, that doesn't prove anything!"

"Oh really? Setting aside things at Borgin and Burkes doesn't count as proof? Only Death Eaters shop there!"

"You don't know that!" I fought back. I wasn't giving in at that point. I knew in my gut that Draco wasn't bad, he couldn't be. The platinum blond boy had been nothing but sweet to me since I came to Hogwarts and he wasn't Death Eater material. Harry might not know that but I do.

"Do to!" He told me.

"Do not!"

"He's a Death Eater!"

"Is not!" I screamed, my eyes glowing a dangerous shade of red.

"Is to!"

That was the last straw for me. My anger spilled over and my old friend, word vomit, came back to haunt me. "Harry, do you realize that you are wrong about your gut feeling ninety percent of the time? Do you?"

Harry went silent for a moment. "Yeah, you think so?" His voice was poisonous and deadly but I was still mad enough to continue on.

"Yeah, I do. We'll start from the beginning, shall we?" I asked, about ready to go through the list of things that he was wrong about. "In your first year you thought that Snape was trying to get the Sorcerer's Stone, he wasn't. That DADA teacher wanted it. In your second year you thought that, oh wow, Draco was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets when really it was Tom Riddle's diary or whatever that did it. You've been wrong about Draco before, what makes you so sure now?"

"Because." He told me, calming down.

I sighed. "I'm getting sick of hearing that word used as a reason." I went over to the dark haired boy and grabbed his hands, one in each of mine. "Harry, I love you but... I think you are wrong."

He looked down at our entwined fingers and chuckled in disbelief. "Because you like Draco?" He asked, jealousy and curiosity staining his voice, making it seem to belong to another person besides him.

"Because we don't have anything to prove your theory." I paused, not knowing if what I was about to say was going to come back and bite me in the butt. I decided to say it anyway. "Do you think that maybe you just want to believe Draco's a Death Eater because of how much you hate him?"

Harry's emerald gaze shot up to me and stopped playing with my fingers. The flicker in his eyes gave away his answer. It wasn't the fact that he hated Draco that led him to believe he was up to something. No, he wanted Draco to be guilty so I would no longer want to be his friend. Harry had always hated the friendship that Draco and I shared, I knew that but I couldn't just stop talking to Draco because Harry got jealous sometimes. Sure, I got jealous of girls he was around but I would never think to tell him to stop being friends with them. I trusted Harry but right then I didn't feel he trusted me in return.

"Allie, it's not like that." He said, interpreting my mood.

"It is though." I told him.

He dropped my hands, looking at me with a stunned expression on his face. "Well, you do spend a lot of time with him, I mean what am I supposed to think?"

"That we are friends. And we are...well were, I guess. Dumbledore was right about the whole..." I paused, not sure if I was allowed to talk about that to the three of them. Quickly, I got away from my rambling and went back on topic. "Anyways, I thought you could accept that. I accept your friendships with girls all the time." Most of the time. I admitted in my head. I still got kind of anxious when Ginny and Harry were in close proximity after everything I had heard in her mind in our fourth year... but then again, I guess I don't have to worry about her with Harry, just Jake. More jealousy settled into the pit of my stomach at that though.

"Wait, what do you mean 'were friends'?" Ron asked from his position on the couch next to Hermione, pulling me from the thoughts of the green monster that I was becoming. I gave my friends a look then turned to Harry. All gave me confused glances.

"I guess I have something to tell you guys."

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"No way!" Harry said.

"That is bloody insane!" Red added. Hermione was the only one to keep quiet, I was thankful for that.

"It's not like I'm changing to Slytherin house! I just have to tail Draco for a bit to make sure-"

"He isn't a Death Eater?" Harry finished for me. The look on his face was smug, very 'I told you so'.

"I don't know what I am looking for. Dumbledore just said that I would know when to come to him once something-whatever it is- happens to Draco."

"Yeah, like when he kills you and Harry and gives your heads up to You Know Who. That'll be something strange that could happen." Ron shot. I gave him a glare, clearly telling him he was not helping. It was unnecessary, the way they were acting. This wasn't a Mission Impossible, super secret spy mission. It was a 'be a friend to the king of Slytherin house' type of mission. Simple, easy, no foul, no bruise. Good to go.

I sighed and shook my head. This was hopeless. Trying to convince these boys that Draco wasn't going to kill me was like trying to convince Jacob that I could beat him in an arm wrestling match when my vamp side was in control. Both were useless.

"It'll be fine." I reassured.

"I hate this idea. He could be dangerous, Allie." Harry told me.

"Yeah, well I am dangerous so that evens out the playing field."

Harry narrowed his eyes at me before wringing one of his hands with the other. I hated that this was upsetting him. Harry was like numero uno on my not to upset list and it sucked that I couldn't do anything right lately.

I got up out of the large, lumpy couch and went over to Harry's chair. I sat down on the boy's lap and draped my arms around his neck. "It'll be fine. You don't have to worry about me." I told him with a seductive smile.

He tried to act serious and pissed off but the mood soon melted into a smile. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to his chest, whispering into my neck. "I hate when you do that."

I giggled like a stupid teenage girl when he said that. "It's one of the perks of being a vampire, sweets."

Harry pulled his head out of the nape of my neck and looked up at me. "Don't do anything to reckless, at least. Can you promise me that, love?"

I thought about it. Me? Being reckless? Promising that it wouldn't be dangerous was easy, but trying not to be reckless? That would be a bigger problem to control. I looked at Harry and then realized that there was only one answer to his question. "Yup, I can."

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