Entering the conference room, Harry and Draco found Hermione sitting at the table flipping through some of the files they'd found at Millicent's flat. There was no sign of Ron, but Hermione explained that he was talking to the psychiatric healer. Taking off their jackets, Harry went to pour two cups of coffee, while Draco took a seat next to Hermione.

"Hey," Hermione smiled at Draco, before leaning over and giving him a brief kiss. "I was thinking I could cook for you tonight. You can come back to my flat, and we can have a nice romantic dinner together."

"That sounds great," Draco replied.

Handing Draco a cup of coffee, Harry took a seat opposite the couple. "So do you have anything interesting for us?" He asked Hermione.

"Not really," Hermione replied, handing Harry her preliminary results on what was found at Millicent's flat. "As expected, the poison was the same as what she's been using to kill her victims. It also looks as though she was making her own body paint, massage oil and lipstick. They all match up to the samples from our victims."

"Our case against her is looking pretty watertight," Draco remarked.

"Now we just need to find out what's going on with her mental health," Harry said.

"Maybe we can help there," Ron said as he entered the room with the psychiatric healer they'd been consulting with, Penelope Clearwater. "Everyone this is Penelope. Penelope, this is everyone. I'm sure you remember Harry and Hermione from school, and this is Draco Malfoy."

"It's nice to see you all again," Penelope said, shaking hands with the group.

"Can I get you a cup of coffee, Penelope?" Ron asked as he made his way over to the coffee machine.

"That would be lovely," She replied as she settled down in a chair. "White with one sugar, please."

Ron quickly made the coffees and slid into a seat next to Penelope. Harry and Hermione exchanged amused smiles at how attentive Ron was being to the older witch. If they didn't know any better they would swear he was flirting with his brother's former girlfriend.

"Thank you for consulting with us, Penelope," Harry said, focusing the conversation on the reason they were here.

"It's my pleasure," Penelope replied. "Ron tells me you've spoken to Millicent's parents today. If we start there, I can then tell you about my observations."

Harry nodded as he explained about how Millicent had slashed her wrists shortly after leaving school. "Her parents sent her to some place called, Forest Hills. They said it was somewhere people went to deal with trauma, so we're guessing it's a private institution. We haven't had a chance to get more details on it just yet."

"I can tell you enough about Forest Hills to tell you that Millicent won't have received the help she so desperately needed," Penelope said. "Forest Hills is where rich families send problematic members of their family. Some go for drinking too much, some for suicide attempts like Millicent. I've even heard rumours that some people have been sent there because they got involved with an undesirable witch or wizard. The place does have councillors, but they're not qualified to deal with real mental illness."

"Why hasn't the place been shut down?" Hermione asked. As a medical professional she knew that hospitals and medical practices operated under strict guidelines, and could be closed if not run properly.

"Because they don't claim to be anything that they're not," Penelope replied. "Forest Hills claims to be a retreat where people can go and re-focus their lives. They don't claim to be a psychiatric facility, people just use it as such."

"Meaning it would have been easy for Millicent to convince them she was well enough to leave," Draco muttered.

"All she would have had to convince them was that she wasn't going to try and commit suicide again," Penelope said. "And I'm fairly confident that at the time she left Forest Hills she was no longer suicidal."

"No, just homicidal," Harry said.

"What happened after she left Forest Hills?" Ron asked. "When did she morph into Millie, and start believing that Millicent was dead?"

"Her mother said that not long after she left Forest Hills she took off to America, and when she returned she'd had surgery and was calling herself Millie," Draco said. "According to Mrs Bullstrode, it was as though she'd also had a personality transplant. Millie is nothing like Millicent."

"That's because she's an entirely different person," Penelope said. "After spending all morning with Millicent, I would class her as having a borderline Multiple Personality Disorder. Without treatment, she will snap and quite possibly develop even more personalities. Millie was born when she could no longer deal with being Millicent. After years of being overlooked and side-lined, she couldn't take it anymore and tried to kill herself. When that failed, and she didn't die, her mind splintered. She locked Millicent away, and became Millie. Someone who wouldn't be overlooked."

"But she wasn't overlooked," Draco protested. "She had friends in school, even if she doesn't want to admit it. She was a part of our group, we didn't ignore her like she claims."

"I'm sure you didn't, Draco," Penelope said reassuringly. "But in her mind she never fit in. Even though she was never excluded, it felt like that to her. Her suicide attempt should have been taken as a call for help, and if she'd been properly treated at the time all this could have been avoided. What she needed was some therapy, for someone to try and get to the bottom of why she'd tried to kill herself. Instead she was shut away, and left to deal with everything on her own."

"Which was when her mind snapped and she created Millie," Hermione said, nodding in understanding. The more they were talking, the more she felt sorry for Millicent. She just wished that Millicent could have gotten the help she needed before she'd killed several people.

"Exactly," Penelope replied. "When she left Forest Hills, her mind was already embracing her new identity as Millie, she just needed the body to match."

"I checked into things and found she used a substantial chunk of her inheritance to change her appearance," Ron said. "She'd already lost a bit of weight when she recovering from her suicide attempt, and she had surgery to lose the rest and give her a toned physique. Her breasts were magically enhanced, and she had a nose job and a few other minor magical procedures on her face. Once she had her new body, she cut and dyed her hair and got herself a whole new wardrobe."

"Her mother said when she got back from America she was a changed person, but she was also happy," Harry said.

"Although she did say, Millicent was cold towards her parents," Draco added. "They saw each other, but they weren't close."

"That makes sense," Penelope said. "Millicent is deeply resentful towards her parents. She hates them for locking her away after her suicide attempt. But as Millie, she dealt with them by pretty much ignoring them. She was determined to be happy."

"What went wrong?" Hermione asked.

"In some ways she'd managed to create a new confident persona, but in other ways she was still struggling with her identity," Penelope answered. "Her career is a perfect example of that. She's flicked from job to job, never staying in one profession for more than a couple of years. My guess is when you look into her life more closely, you'll find her relationships have the same pattern. She's trying to find herself, and she's so messed up she doesn't know who that is anymore."

"How does seeing Daphne fit into all this?" Harry questioned. "That seemed to be the trigger to her killing spree, but if she thought Millicent was dead, why did it bother her that Daphne failed to recognise her?"

"Because it brought back painful memories she never dealt with," Penelope explained. "All of a sudden, Millie was being overlooked just like Millicent had been. In order to stop history repeating itself, she decided to take out the problem."

"By killing everyone, who in her mind had ignored her and started everything in the first place," Draco concluded.

Penelope nodded. "Indeed. She admits to all the killings and attempted murder. But she's failed to comprehend she's done anything wrong. She's willing to tell you anything you want to know."

"But will we be able to charge her with murder and attempted murder?" Harry asked.

"She had enough clarity to be aware of her actions," Penelope answered. "I would say you could charge her, but I would recommend psychiatric care. You could send her to Azkaban for life, but I do think she should have a chance to get better. With time she might be able to accept what she's done is wrong, and that will only happen if she has treatment."

"Before we discuss what will happen in the future, I think we should talk to Millicent," Harry suggested.

"As I said, she'll tell you whatever you want to know," Penelope said as she stood up. "I'll write up a report of Millicent, and send it to you. If it all possible, I would like to continue treating her."

"We'll see what we can do," Harry said to Penelope.

"I'll walk you down to the atrium," Ron volunteered, getting to his feet.

Hermione and Harry shared another amused look as Ron headed down to the atrium with Penelope.

"I better be getting back," Hermione announced as she also stood up. "I'll see you tonight," She said to Draco, giving him another quick kiss before she left the conference room.

"Things seem to be going well for you and Hermione," Harry commented.

"They are," Draco replied as they got to their feet. "I think there's a good chance we can have a future together."

"I'm pleased for you both," Harry said. "I think you make a good couple."

"Thanks," Draco smiled. "But I guess we better go and chat to our killer."

"There's a lawyer in one of the interview rooms," Ron called as he re-entered the conference room. "He says he's representing Millicent."

"Mr Bullstrode sent him," Harry explained. "We need to see if Millicent will agree to have him present at her interview."

"I'll go and do that," Ron offered.

Fifteen minutes later, Harry and Draco settled down to Interview Millicent, with Ron watching in the adjoining room. Millicent had agreed to have her lawyer present, and the pair had spoken for several minutes before Harry and Draco entered the room. Both Harry and Draco could see that the talk hadn't gone as the lawyer wanted, as he was scowling at them as they took their seats.

"Let the records show that I'm against this," The lawyer muttered. "Miss Bullstrode is going against legal advice by talking to you."

"Talking to us will only help her case," Draco corrected. "Keeping silent won't help. She needs to answer our questions."

"I'm willing to answer your questions," Millie said quietly.

"Thank you," Harry said, offering the witch a small smile. "To begin with, how did you get the information on students from our year?"

"I hired a private investigator," Millie replied. "He got me the addresses of everyone in our year. He gave me brief information on all the men, including where they hung out on an evening. It was easy to pick a few bars, and find a target."

"Did you brew the poison yourself?" Draco asked. "And what about adding it to everything else, did you do that?"

"I did everything," Millie said with a smirk. "I made the poison, the lipsticks, the body paint and the massage oil. I dosed everything, and came up with all the plans myself."

"Why did you sleep with your male victims?" Harry asked. "Why not just send them trinkets, like you did the women?"

"I slept with them because I could," Millie smirked. "They wouldn't look twice at Millicent, but they jumped into my bed without hesitation."

"What about Dean and Seamus?" Harry asked. "How did you know how to send them body paint? There was nothing in their files to inform you that they were gay."

"I ran into Dean at a pub," Millie explained. "He turned me down, then I saw him with Seamus. It was so obvious they were a couple. I knew my normal method wouldn't work, so I sent them a few free samples."

"Just like you did with us two," Draco said, gesturing to himself and Harry.

"I read the pair of you were investigating, and knew you'd be on your guard," Millie said. "I sent you the body paint as I didn't think I could get to you any other way."

"Just sending free samples isn't a great way of killing someone," Harry pointed out. "You can't be sure they're even going to use them. We've got all of the lipsticks, bar three. And then there's what happened with Astoria. She used the lipstick instead of her sister. Doesn't that bother you, you've killed an innocent woman."

"Astoria wasn't innocent," Millie laughed bitterly. "She was a cow just like her sister. It was unfortunate she died, but it's not the end of the world."

"What did you hope to achieve?" Draco questioned. "What on earth is killing people you went to school with, achieving?"

"At least now they'll remember poor Millicent," Millie replied.

Draco shook his head sadly as he stood up. "I always remembered her. I remembered her as a shy, but kind girl. Now, I'm just going to remember her as a sadistic killer that murdered two of my best friends."

Leaving Millicent to come to terms with what she'd done, Harry and Draco exited the room. Now they had to put their case together and see if Millicent would be prosecuted. They'd done their jobs and caught the killer, all that was left was to see what punishment she received.