I own nothing. All things you recognize are property of J.K Rowling.

The news was out, Sirius Black was after Harry Potter. Grace would do anything to keep him safe. The main thing Grace had on her mind was why Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley would think Sirius Black was after her too. After all, she was a Malfoy and had no reason to be on the mind of someone like him. Harry had told Grace, the thought of the convict after him didn't bother him. It was the very reason that the chances of him visiting Hogsmeade was now a zero.

Grace laid on her bed thinking. I will not let him get hurt.

The next morning Grace woke up and changed into her sweater Mrs. Weasley had made for her. She walked to Harry's room and saw Ron about to go in.

"Hey! Wait up," she said. Ron waited before she was with him to open the door and go in.

"The sooner we get on the train, the better," Ron said. "At least I can get away from Percy at Hogwarts. Now, he's accusing me of dripping tea on his photo of Penelope Clearwater, you know his girlfriend. She's hidden her face under the frame because her nose has gone all blotchy,-"

"We have to tell you something," Harry began, but they were interrupted by Fred and George, who had looked into congratulating Ron on interrogating Percy again.

They walked down to breakfast and sat down.

"What were you saying?" Ron asked as they sat down.

"Later," he mumbled.

Harry and Grace had no time to tell their friends anything in the chaos of leaving. They were too busy carrying all their trunks down the narrow staircase and stacking them by the door. Hedwig was perched on the top in his cage.

"It's all right Crookshanks," Hermonie said to her cat, "I'll let you out on the train."

"No, you won't," snapped Ron. "What about poor Scabbers, eh?"

He pointed at his chest, where a large bump indicated that Scabbers was in his pocket.

Mr. Weasley, who was outside waiting for the Ministry cars, stuck his head inside.

"They're here," he said. "Harry, Grace, come on."

He marched them across the stretch of pavement toward the first of two old-fashioned cars.

"In you get."

They got in the back of the car and were shortly joined by Hermonie, Ron, and to Ron's disgust, Percy.

The journey to King's Cross station was uneventful. The Ministry of Magic cars seemed almost ordinary, though Harry noticed they could fit through gaps his Uncle Vernon's car could not. They reached the train station with twenty minutes to spare; the Ministry drivers found them trolleys, unloaded the trunks, touched their hats to salute Mr. Weasley, and drove away.

"Right then," Mr. Weasley said, glancing around them. "Let's do this in pairs, as there are so many of us. I'll go first with Harry."

Mr. Weasley and Harry strolled toward the barrier between platforms nine and ten and casually leaned on it. After a second they disappeared.

"Ok, Percy and Ginny, you guys next," Mrs. Weasley said," Grace, you will go through with me. Come on."

After all the Weasleys and Hermonie had joined them Grace walked away to find her friends. That didn't last long as Mr. Weasley pulled her to the side.

"Grace, I have something to tell you," he said. Already knowing what it is Grace played dumb.

"I'm sure you've heard of the escaped convict Sirius Black," he said as she nodded, "look after Harry, Sirus Black is after him. Take care of yourself to you might be in the way of him getting Harry."

"Yes Mr. Weasley, I will. I'll see you around. Thanks for letting me know." Grace gave him a quick hug and walked away once more to find her friends.

It didn't take long for her to find her two best friends. Ella Carpenter, Briella Cole. Grace ran up to them and gave them a big hug.

"Oh sweet Merlin, I missed you guys! How was your summer holiday," she exclaimed.

"Better than yours I'm guessing," Ella said.

"Yeah, mother and father are pressing me to get married as soon as I graduate," Grace said.

"Are you," Briella asked.

"Hell no, I need to live before I have to settle down. But anyway I have something to tell you. Let's get on the train."

They started walking to the train but got stopped by Mrs. Wealsey who hugged Grace.

"Write to me soon. Have a good trip to Hogwarts."

"Bye, Mrs. Weasley," the three girls said as they stepped on the train.

"Let's go find an empty compartment," Ella said.

Sorry for the long wait. My life has been very busy this year. Please give me suggestions and feedback.

~amhowe