DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, but I wish that I did. Anyway, we're nearing the end. Touch of a cliffhanger here that I thought up late last night. Hope you all like it.

Three months later...

Draco stared into the fire. He wished he could throw himself in and be gone from the world. He sipped on his brandy and stared at the letter Umbridge had sent him. Most of it was commending his work. The last sentence as always was his next mark. This one he didn't want to do above all others. He would have to return to the place where his and Harry's relationship started. Back to Hogwarts. He was being sent to kill Minerva McGonagall. He didn't want to hurt this woman either. She was wise and knowledgable and above all, she had married Harry and Draco. He hoped he could get her away from the school quietly. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt this woman.

"What's the supposed body count now?" Harry asked Tony while looking at the paper.

"Nine," Tony replied.

"Have you seen them?"

"Yes. I've delivered supplies to the houses."

"Good. Do you know Draco's next target?"

"No. But he should be recieving word soon."

Draco looked up at the huge ancient building. Hogwarts. He never thought he would be back here for these reasons. He cast a Disillusionment charm and walked in. He marched all the way up to McGonagall's office without being seen. He walked in the door and found no one. He sat down and looked around. McGonagall was much neater than Dumbledore had been. All her books were neatly placed on shelves. All small trinkets had their place. Fawkes cooed softly from his cage. After five minutes, the door opened and Professor McGonagall walked in with a stack of papers that were most likely papers to be graded. Draco took off the disillusionment charm.

"Hello Headmistress," he said calmly holing his wand in front of him. She put down the stack of papers and slowly turned.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy-Potter," she replied. "I didn't believe it until now."

"Don't believe everything you hear," he said calmly standing up. "I don't want to hurt you. Please. Just take my hand."

"No threats? Your other kidnappings and killings have been very flamboyant according to the papers."

"As I said, don't believe everything you hear. I promise. I will have you back here as soon as I can." McGonagall tilted her head and gave him a scrutinizing look she often gave when she suspected someone of lying. But he didn't squirm as he used to as a student. He was being honest.

"Why are you doing this if your intent is not to kill me and the others?"

"My intent is to save you. I have orders to kill you. If I don't carry these orders out at least in appearance, someone else will be sent who will most assuredly kill you." McGonagall put on her cloak and hat and then calmly placed her hand in Draco's outstretched one. Draco gently squeezed it in an attempt to be reassuring. Then they apparated away.

HEADMISTRESS OF HOGWARTS DISAPPEARED!!

"I guess we now know who his next target was," said Harry looking at the paper the next morning.

"She came along the calmest according to Draco," said Tony. "She trusted him. Once she saw everyone else who is supposed to be dead she trusted him even more. She's promised to help once everything comes out."

"When is that going to happen?"

"Remus has been sending notes to his assistant who is conducting an investigation. They are investigating Draco, but they are also watching the people he has been in contact with. Viktor Krum and Dolores Umbridge to be exact. Once Draco has another trophy from another mark to bring to Umbridge, they are going to use that as evidence to bring them all in."

"What happens to Draco at that point?"

"That all depends on what he says."

Draco rode in the car to Umbridge's headquarters. He noticed people about that he normally didn't see. Krum didn't seem to notice at all. Maybe the ministry was finally making its move. In his hand he held McGonagall's wand. If they wanted to take him now, he welcomed it. He pulled a bottle from his coat and drank it down. Hopefully they would rush the office before the potion took effect.

He walked into Umbridge's office and showed her the wand.

"Amazing Mr. Malfoy!" said Umbridge. "Now, with the dreadful McGonagall out of the way, Hogwarts will be easy pickings." Draco's throat went dry.

"Ma'am?" he asked nervously.

"I thought you would have figured this out by now. We intend to take out all the teachers and staff at Hogwarts. It's a hotbed of lies and horrible training for our young ones and it's high time someone brought it down." Draco heard heavy foot steps coming down the hall. He heard yelling. Umbridge looked confused. Draco simply closed his eyes, hung his head, and raised his hands in the air. Aurors rushed the room. Draco dropped to the floor and slipped into darkness.

"He's where?!!!" Harry screamed at Tony who had just run to the hospital to share the news.

"He's in Azkaban," Tony repeated in between gasps. "The Aurors followed him. They caught him in the office with Umbridge planning the destruction of Hogwarts."

"Don't they know? Hasn't anyone told them that he didn't kill anyone yet?!"

"No. No one has told them. No one is talking. They stunned Draco and he hasn't regained consciousness yet."

"What?! How long has he been out?"

"Hours. No one can figure it out."

"Have they tried waking him somehow?"

"They've tried everything. He wakes for a few minutes and then slips away again. They think he took something." Harry flew to his pile of books and tore through them until he found a potions book. "When he's awake, he doesn't answer anyone. He acts like he's in a trance. He won't answer any questions. Not even to defend himself."

"When is his trial?"

"It begins tomorrow. They want to do away with him as quickly as possible. If he has taken something that won't let him defend himself, I don't know what we are going to do." Harry thumped the book with a finger.

"Draco you sneaky bastard," he whispered staring at the book. "I have a plan. If he's not going to speak in his own defense, I will."