"Elisabeth?"

"What?" Elisabeth looked up from where she was studying in the corner. "Oh! Draco, hi. What are you doing here?"

"Shh." He put his finger to his lips. "I'm sneaking you out."

Elisabeth blinked. "Do I need anything?"

Draco shook his head. "Just the Invisibility cloak. Follow me very closely, and for god's sake, don't say a word! No matter what you hear."

Elisabeth looked at him. "Where are you taking me?"

Draco sighed and looked at her. "I wish you were a half-wit." He shook his head. Elisabeth looked at him and for the first time realised how young he looked, instead of how old. His blond hair was slightly mussed, and he had at least six earrings in one of his ears. His face was usually solemn and his eyes usually looked sad, but today Elisabeth could see his face looked young and refreshed, and his eyes were burning hot coals. He looked incredibly angry. "I'm taking you to a death-eater meeting. You'll see exactly what goes on. You'll see who you need to observe. You might even get lucky and see your godmothers fiancée." He laughed hollowly. "Good old Dean, he really gets around."

"What are you going there for?"

Suddenly Draco's eyes flashed with understanding and he smiled. "I'm not going to reunify myself with the Dark Army. The Minister and I have reached an agreement. I'm going to play a game of espionage and he's going to find a reason to put Pansy in prison."

Elisabeth stepped back, surprised and Draco smiled softly. "Isn't that dangerous?" She asked.

"What else do I have to live for?" And then he pulled his cloak on and they left the castle.

Elisabeth was shocked to find people she had trusted standing around Marit at the death-eaters meeting. She could barely bring herself to look at Draco'sface when he saw . He bowed to Marit and she bade him to stand. "Where have you been Draco? Dare I say entertaining Harry Potter?"

Draco smiled coldly. "I have been waiting for a master. I still haven't found one."

Marit moved to strike him but he ducked. "You'll have to be quicker than that."

Elisabeth looked around at all the people, careful not to let anyone tread on her toes. She did not see Dean Thomas, but she had to hold her hand to her mouth to keep from crying out when she saw Flann O'Brenian, Chase's father, and his wife. She turned slowly on the spot, looking into the eyes of people she had trusted. Chastity Richards was there, as were many people Elisabeth did not recognise. She moved slowly into a corner and slid down against the wall, trying to keep from sobbing. After perhaps thirty minutes, Liam entered. Elisabeth had thought nothing could bother her now, but she was wrong. She watched as Liam walked over to Draco and they conferred quietly for a moment and Liam smiled. Draco nodded towards the door and Elisabeth struggled to her feet and followed Draco out. Liam came with them and they Disapperated from the grounds.

Elisabeth found herself in her house. She dropped the cloak and sat down. "Please tell me that most of those people were spies."

"Only two people there were spies." Draco nodded towards Liam. Elisabeth dropped her head into her hands.

She looked up only when her father stepped out of the fire place. "So?" Harry said through tight lips, barely glancing at his daughter.

"Too many," Draco said, shaking his head. "Too many."

"Anybody we have direct tabs on?" Harry asked, pouring his daughter a coke.

"Nobody we have any reason to investigate."

"Anyone I know?" Harry asked dryly.

"Flann O'Brenien, if you can believe it. And his little wife. And Cage, his sister was there."

Harry sat silently fir a minute, his eyes not focusing on anyone's face. "How do you suppose we can get Cage to give anything up on his sister?"

"He'd give it up easy enough, if we knew we could trust him. I know full well that the entire Army wasn't there." Draco said.

Harry seemed to be thinking for a moment, then he got up and tossed some Floo Powder into the fire and left. He came back a minute later with Ugly in tow.

"I did not leave the back door open! I told you I locked it-"

"Ugly! Shut up. That was called a ploy. A very clever one at that. I could care less if you left the back door open."

"Hey Elisabeth. Your dad is a sadist, did you know that?"

Elisabeth blinked and Ugly laughed. "So if you didn't think I left the back door open, and I didn't miss my rent payment, why am I here?"

Elisabeth blinked again. "Your rent?"

Ugly grinned. "Didn't your dad tell you? I'm renting out the basement suite."

"You didn't tell me that!" Elisabeth said.

"We'll discuss with-holding information in a minute, for now we have more urgent matters."

"Ooooooooooo, Elisabeth, he sounds angry." Draco said.

Harry ignored him. "Cage, have you seen your sister lately?"

Cage shook his head. "She came to yesterday's game, wanted to talk to me but I didn't get the message in time. I wouldn't have gone anyway." He looked around and noticed everyone staring at him. "Is that the wrong answer?"

"No, not at all. Do you know what she wanted?" Draco asked.

Cage shifted uncomfortably but said nothing.

"Cage? Do you know what she wanted?" Liam asked.

"She wanted me to take a bunch of stuff from her flat. She wanted me to take it to Knockturn Alley and sell it." He looked at his hands.

"Bingo." Draco said. "And does she still have these things in her flat?"

"Oh I imagine so. Why?"

"We have to pay Miss Richards a call, don't you think so Harry?"

"Oh absolutely."