Hi there. Thanks to everyone for the encouraging and supportive comments. You guys made my day. I am happy to say that I have had a little bit of a breakthrough, it may have been Geelong loosing the footy last night, but you know, whatever. Anyway I am glad to say that this chapter is slightly longer AND my holidays are coming up so hopefully I will be getting some more writing done.

I tend to find that I write my characters so that they irritate me and then I want to kill them, most of my original works end with all the characters dead. It is a problem that I am working on and I promise that I will NOT kill any of the characters in this story - alright, maybe a few.

Enjoy.

Chapter Twenty

"So how do we do this?" Harry stood in front of her desk, his hand clasped firmly around Draco's and his green eyes staring intently into McGonagall's. He rubbed his thumb back and forth over the pale skin of his boyfriend's and, as a result, the Slytherin smiled a little.

"Well, first we use the tracking spell on something that each of them has left behind." McGonagall's steepled fingers unwrapped and her palms fell flat against the desk. She smoothed them over the parchment and looked down at the ink scratched over the thick weave. She closed her eyes as she remembered watching him write in that familiar scrawl. Sometimes it was hard without him, guiding her.

"Both of them?" Harry inquired.

"Yes. We figure that Trifoot had hired someone to take you guys out of the castle." Draco said, squeezing his fingers around Harry's. He gave a little smile which was returned and then gave most of his attention back to the Headmistress.

"Oh."

"So we already have something of Trifoot's," She held up a familiar red envelope.

"But that was from Draco." Harry said, confused. He whipped his head around to stare intently at the blond boy. "Isn't it?"

Malfoy grimaced and looked down, not meeting Harry's penetrating gaze.

"No, it wasn't from him. Trifoot sent it to you in an attempt to get you two … together." McGonagall gestured to their clasped hands.

A slow coil of anger burned through Harry until it reached up his throat and exploded through his mouth. "It was a lie?" He dropped Draco's hand and took a step backwards, away from the Slytherin.

"Uh, kind of. At the time they were … hidden inside … Merlin, I don't know, Harry. All I do know is that what it says in there is real now." He moved forward and took Harry's face in his soft hands. "I have never felt anything stronger." He leaned forward and pressed his lips softly to the Gryffindor's forehead.

"Alright." Harry said, hugging Draco to him. He turned back to McGonagall, "What of hers is on there?"

"Her saliva; it was licked closed." McGonagall placed it down on the desk and then stood. She began to mutter some Latin words and soon enough the envelope was glowing a strange blue.

Then, it stood up on the desk, opened itself and inside, written in a dark blue ink, were instructions on how to find Trifoot.

"Wow." Harry said, stunned. "What about her partner; the one doing the spells?"

"Well, we don't have anything of theirs." She looked up at them. "I was hoping that you boys would be able to find something. A hair, some dead skin, anything will do." Her face was full of expression, on one hand she knew that they needed their time together to rediscover a relationship, and on the other hand she really needed that DNA found so that she could find the perpetrator. "Never mind, I can get Ron or Hermione to do it."

"No." Harry said, glancing at Malfoy out of the corner of his eye. "We can do it. And they can help. This castle is huge; there is no way that we will be able to find it by ourselves." He grinned at McGonagall and gripped Draco's hand tighter.

"Good, good. Tell me as soon as you have something." She said.

They made their way to the door of the Headmistress' office and just as they were about to descend the stairs, she called out.

"Take a day first. Get back into your groove." She congratulated herself on her 'new age' language smirking at the looks of astonishment on the boys' faces. "What? You think I was never young?"

Laughing, they ran down the stairs and back to Draco's dorm. They would have a lot of fun re-establishing their relationship.

I hope that was good! I will try not to kill the characters even though I can't stand them. Anyway hopefully I will have some more inspiration and type up another chappie for you guys. Eleviel.