Note: well, here is my next chapter. It's more of a moving on chapter. Next chapter will have a big part in it. This one isn't really a big chapter, as I have said already. Anyway, you will read and review anyway. PLEASE!

                                                             Chapter nine:

                                                   You have to look, to find

                                                                       

                                    "A smile is a curve that can set a lot of things straight."

Hermione and Draco were just sitting down on the couch to relax after having breakfast when both their daughters rushed down the stairs at break-neck speed, each having a novel clutched in their hands. They flung themselves on the ground at the mercy of their parent's feet and looked up at Draco and Hermione expectantly.

"What are you two doing?" Draco asked, as he watched them settle down and get comfortable.

"Well, we were talking last night and we both decided we couldn't wait to hear the rest of what you have to say," Haley smiled, placing her novel next to her.

Hermione laughed, "Girls, it's a little early to get into this story."

"No, it's never too early. I want to know what happens!" Chloe insisted.

Draco glanced at Hermione, "Do we have much of a choice?"

"Probably not."

"Ok, we are going to skip a few uneventful weeks. So, Halloween passed pretty quickly after our fight in the library. Neither of us cared much to talk to the other. So, no work was done on the search of the necklace. Well, no partner work. I searched every night, but never did I find a book that contained the secrets of the necklace. Or, I never found one in that period of time. So, it was November 15 and I was still where I started…

The days of Hogwarts…

Draco sat at the table, frustrated beyond belief. He knew nothing more about the necklace than when he started. He was beginning to get scared that his dad was going to show up out of nowhere and kill him. He started a letter of apology to his dad:

Father~

I am sorry I have taken as long as I have. I am truly looking for this necklace. But, I feel before I look for it I must know what it does. What is it for, father? Why won't you tell me? I am beginning to think that no history was ever written down about it. Anyway, I beg you to extend my time of when you expect it to be delivered to you.

~ Draco

He began to roll it up when it was snatched from his hands. Hermione's chocolate eyes were staring at him, as she lowered herself into the chair in front of him. "So, Malfoy, how have you been?"

Draco glared at her, "Fine," it was clipped, heated.

"So, how much progress have you made?" Her tone continued to be civilized and calm.

"I've found tons on the topic," he growled.

"Oh, really," Hermione flipped open the letter and began to read. "I'm so very sure you have." She tossed the parchment back to him. "I was walking by and I decided to stop by and tell you… that in about two minutes you are going to be late for Hagrid's must-be-there, very important, it-could-be-on-the-exam lesson."

Draco glanced at his watch, and jumped up, "Oh, shit," he exclaimed.

"Draco, god, be quiet." Hermione bolted up from her chair, glancing around.

Draco, on the other hand, didn't look fazed. He kept muttering, "Shit, shit, shit, shit…Granger, hurry up. I can't be late for his class again. He'll kill me!" Draco grabbed her wrist and rushed from the library, Hermione being practically dragged behind him.

"Slow down, Malfoy!" Draco looked at his watch again, as he busted through the oak doors, leading out to Hagrid's.

When they reached the hut, Hagrid was nowhere to be seen and all the students were in pairs, chatting merrily. "What's going on?" Draco asked Blaise.

Blaise looked at him, his eyes trailing to Hermione for a split second, "Hagrid's gone inside. He's already lectured us and we are in pairs about to take a death trip into the Forbidden forest."

"Why do we have to go in there?"

"We have to find one of each of these," Blaise handed Draco a sheet, listing small animal's names. "Then we have to put them in a cage, according to what we think their environments should be. Do they play well with others? Can they only be around others of their kind? Things like that. Here take my sheet, we have two." He pointed to his partner.

"Well, where's the cage?" Draco questioned.

"You have to conjure your own cage," Blaise smiled.

"Are you kidding? What if you can't do that?"

"You fail," he answered simply.

Hagrid came out of his hut, saying nothing; he waved them to begin their scavenger hunt.

Draco looked at Hermione, "We are stuck together."

"I'm just overflowing with joy," Hermione whispered sarcastically.

They entered the woods, Draco reading off the list, "Ok, first is the Jeght." (This is made up by me. It is not real Except in my imagination.)

"Oh! I know what those are. They are this cute little lizard like animals," she explained looking around.

Draco, to, looked around, "What color are they?"

"They're an almost a greenish tent," she knelt in the grass, her brown hair falling forward. She frustratedly brushed her hair out of her face as she scanned the grass.

Draco knelt beside her, brushing the grass softly. There was a scampering sound and a whip of a small tail. "Are they safe to touch?" he asked as he reached for it.

"Yes, go ahead and grab it." She conjured a cage, just as he caught it. He placed the squirming lizard in the cage and pulled both of them to their feet.

"On to the next one," Draco sighed.

**

Draco and Hermione walked out of the forest each animal in its cage, either alone or together. They handed the cages to Hagrid just as the bell rang.

"Dinner time," Draco sighed. "I don't have to rush."

Hermione laughed, "See you tomorrow, Draco. After dinner. We'll discuss this ring. You do know looking up on it doesn't get you any closer to finding it."

Draco stared at her, "I figured I could learn something about it before it before I shipped it off to my dad."

Hermione smiled, "Good choice." She turned from him, walking towards the castle doors.

"I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day." - Vincent Van Gogh

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