Hermione ran as fast as her slender legs could to Draco's room. She opened the door, looked around and spotted a bundle on a coffee table. It was exactly what she was looking for.

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"Severus! I got it! Let's go."

"Got what?" Snape asked and looked at the package in her arms.

"That information is not for your ears, Professor. C'mon! Got the horses ready?" Snape nodded and they mounted two brown Belgians.

"Expectus Lumora," Hermione whispered and her wand flashed a red light over the grass. She looked around and saw some torn cloth. Draco must have been close by.

Sure enough, he was, bloody and beaten. Hermione dismounted and went to his side. He took shallow breaths that made him shiver. Severus wrapped his warm, black cloak around Draco. Snape helped Draco onto Hermione's horse and they took off to the castle.

"Draco," Hermione spoke in a hushed voice and he opened his eyes slowly. She unwrapped part of the package she carried and made Draco grasp it. It was a sword, emeralds glittering on the hilt. He smiled and coughed dryly. "We're almost there. Hold on."

It seemed to take forever to get back to the castle, but when they got there, many professors and a few students were there waiting for them.

"Take Draco up to the Hospital Wing," Severus intructed Professor Garletts. Keith lifted up Draco's frail body easily and hurried to the West Tower. Hermione was just wrapping up the sword, but Snape's coal eyes got a glimple of the jewels and steel.

"Hermione, come over here for a second," He told her and walked over to a torch.

"What is it?"

"That's a sword, isn't it? Who wields it?"

"Draco Wilkins does." Snape narrowed his eyes.

"Who did before him?" Hermione bit her lip and looked down at Severus' high polished boots then back up to his pale face.

"You must swear you will keep it secret inside your soul."

"I do."

"It is The Sword of Salazar Slytherin, Professor." Snape almost fell over.

"How do I know your tongue is not forked?" Hermione unwrapped the whole thing, but blocked it from view of the other teachers. "Salazar Slytherin..." He read the small cursive letters just before the hilt. "How did he get it?"

"I do not have the time to tell you, but I will say now that the rest of the swords must be close by." She replied and looked around again to see if anyone was dropping eaves.

"How do you figure that?"

"Salazar's sword was found in Ireland, Godric's was here in the school. I learned in History class that Slytherin left while the other founders stayed. If Godric's sword was here...Rowena and Helga's must be close." Hermione hissed in a quiet tone. They both suddenly jumped when they heard the toll of a magical clock.

"We will continue on this conversation in the morning," Snape told her and they both headed down to the dungeons.

"So...she figured it out," Came a voice right next to where the were standing. And the owner of that voice...just happened to be an invisible Albus Dumbledore.

A/N: **laughs evilly and falls over** Sorry this chapter came so late. I am quite getting a bit tired of Harry Potter cause of the delay of the fifth book, but I do promise you I will finish this and the sequel all in good time.