Lucius announced after a while that his fellow death-eaters may leave whenever they wish, he had matters to attend to. In his room, he contemplated how he should release what happened tonight to the Order of the Phoenix. Never once has Lucius Malfoy been so emotionally involved in a mission like this but this was something new for him. He felt like he was personally responsible for the outcome of this ordeal. He did not want to abandon his son so he will continue the mission but there was something else. That Granger girl. She was a spitfire, she was intelligent, and she was overwhelmingly brave. Anytime he heard about this witch it was about her brains and headstrong attitude. This was not a witch to be crossed. But tonight she was just a shell of herself. It has only been a few weeks and already she was slowly crumbling but still had enough rage to defy the Dark Lord. He knew of Dolohov's sadistic mind but never could imagine the true evil in him.

He finally put himself in the old leather chair in the dusty library to write a brief letter explaining the evening's events before attaching it to one of his most trusted owls. Lucius did not know how to continue in this situation. He could not ask Voldemort for her to be transferred to him, that would only bring up suspicion and he wasn't trusted enough to receive her after Dracos leaving. He could visit Dolohov and see her privately but that would also turn a few heads. He surely kept her under lock and key.

He started to get furious with himself that none of his schemes would work. In a rage he started throwing all the objects on the desk towards the shelves, watching them all shatter. Stumbling back to his seat he knew that there must be something that can be done. Trying to convince himself that this was all for his son and himself but that was only partially true. It only angered him to think of Antonin's hands on Granger and he did not want to admit that it bothers him. Although she was a mudblood, she was unlike any other Muggle-born he has ever met. She did not deserve this.

Draco sat in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place reading through an old book he found in the bedroom he resided in. It took him a massive amount of concentration and effort to focus on the page but none of the words managed to stick. He was too distracted and worried by the absence of letters by both Dumbledore and his father. He spent a week and a half in the old home of Sirius Black under constant supervision. It was starting to drive him insane that the lack of normal human contact was slim. He started to think he was losing it when the thought of missing the Weasely twins crossed his mind.

As if his prayers were answered, Sirius entered the room with an owl following him and a letter in his hand.

"You know I doubted your father to be trustworthy but his correspondence seems reliable."

Draco asked, "what did he tell you?"

Sirius handed him the letter that was clearly addressed to him.

"You opened my letter?"

Sirius gave the owl its much-deserved treat and it exited the window. "you must understand Draco. You are still kept under tight surveillance. If there is nothing to hide, there is nothing to fear."

Draco opened the folded parchment and started to read the familiar page still glowed from the spell that revealed its hidden writing.

"to Draco and the Order,

It has been awfully hard to owl a letter since the Manor is perpetually inhabited by death eaters. I hope this information is able to be of some assistance.

During the last meeting of the circle, Miss. Granger was brought to the Manor and I have gathered new intel. Before Miss Granger's arrival, there have been talks of a raid in Hogsmeade to take place before Halloween. From what I gathered, the plan is to kidnap and keep Ollivander hostage again.

Miss Granger's presence was truly disturbing. Antonin Dolohov currently has possession of her and he has shown no mercy. I would not like to sully her image to you, all I bear to say is she looks worse than death and I would like to displace her from that horrendous her ill treatment, she still had enough fight in her to defy the Dark Lord.

My son, I hope that you are currently kept safe and willingly assisting your new allies. War calls for difficult decisions and you had to make your own decisions based on what you deemed worthy of a fight. Although our current situation is painful and difficult for both of us, I am thankful that you escaped from here. What I have seen over the last weeks must have been through brand new eyes because I can not stomach the atrocities I bear witness. You have proven braver than I and opened by eyes for me.

Keep yourself safe. Lucius Malfoy"

Draco looked up at Sirius and questioned: "Holloween is only a week away."

"Very observant of you Draco. I am going to contact Albus and a few others before we plan something." Sirius teased him and left the kitchen.

It wasn't until half past nine at night that the house started to fill with order members including Dumbledore, the Weasley family, Harry Potter, Snape, and McGonagall. Everyone seemed on edge, especially Harry and Ron around Draco. Fred and George greeted Draco and Ron had the most perplexed look written on his face.

"Are you two death eaters too?" Ron said absentmindedly.

The twins laughed and patted their brother on the shoulder.

"loosen up Ronny. I think he's done enough to gain some trust,you just have a knack for keeping grudges." Fred said.

Sirius tried his hardest to gather everyone attention by igniting the fireplace with his wand. He read the letter out loud and spared Draco the embarrassment by keeping the personal ending to him private.

"Now if this raid is to happen in a week, we must think of a way to undermine them," Harry said. "if Dolohov has Hermione it would be best if we did something to attract his attention."

The room was filled with hollering and talking over one another while trying to conspire a plan daft enough to execute.

"I have a suggestion,"Draco explained.

"Well, out with it Draco" Fred pushed.

"There is a major potions stock and meeting point in Dolohov's secondary manor in Creil, just outside of Paris. If we attract attention there and lure Dolohov to his home and capture him, I am certain that Vold- the dark lord will release Granger to my father."

Ron turned beet red and shouted "Are you barking mad? Your father is still there playing along with your dark lord. who knows if what he is saying isn't absolute shit. And even if he was telling the truth, why in the name of God would we want Hermione to stay with your father?How do you know that he will release her to your father anyway?"

Draco was tempted to scream back and call him multiple names but this wasn't the setting "My father has everything to risk in this situation, just like everyone is not allowed to leave Great Britain without getting thrown in Azkaban again. The dark lord isn't willing to lose someone in his inner circle again. Anything is better than Antonin, trust me."