Note: Well, my next chapter. *sigh* These seem to go by so quickly. I hope you all like this chapter. I very much enjoyed writing it. Except for one part which I will mention at the end, so as to not spoil what happens in the story. So, on with it now. Oh and Please read and review. I thank you…

Also, the quote that you see at the beginning is repeated in the story. It is not mine and I do not own it. I don't know who said it, but if you do. Please tell me, I would love to give credit to the actual writer of it.

Disclaimer: I like to have one of these every few chapters to remind you that I do not own Harry Potter. It belongs to J.K Rowling. Believe me if I owned it I would be off to some place wonderful. Instead of boring here.

                                                Chapter Ten:

                                          You see what you see

         Don't be afraid to see what you see.

Draco sat in his room, watching the fire crackle. The smoke rose from its flames like the serpent that rested on his robes. The room itself was dark, gloomy almost. Green silk curtains hung on the walls, since there were no windows. Draco ran his hand through his hair. It was almost time for his meeting with Hermione. He wasn't sure what he was going to do about the whole ring issue.

Or the Hermione issue. He hadn't yet told his father he was seeking help from the Mudblood. He hoped to keep it under wraps. Draco wasn't all to sure how his father would act.

Personally, he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

Draco stood from his chair and made his way towards the common room door. And a thought hit him. He hadn't seen much of Goyle, Crabbe or Pansy. He shrugged it off. No need to be bothered by that. He had a meeting to get to.

~

The halls were silent and empty. His footsteps were the only noise that filled his ears. The library came in view quickly. He pushed open the doors, and entered. It was deserted, but then again he expected it to be.

One lone figure sat at a table. Draco recognized the figure instantly by the brown hair that fell to her shoulder. She should really get it straightened. She would look so much better, He thought to himself as he crossed the floor.

Hermione smiled up at him, when he stopped in front of her. "So, Mr. Malfoy, what have you come here to learn about?"

Draco stared at her like she had lost her mind, "Um, the necklace."

"Ah, The Necklace of Alistair. Alistair was an evil wizard long before Lord Voldemort himself. This necklace was one of six other treasures. These treasures brought good fortune to the wearer as long as they weren't all together. When they are together, they bring horrible destruction. The end of the world, more specifically. Now, to a more recent story," Hermione stood, walking around the table to where Draco stood. She pulled out a chair for him. Draco sat down, unconsciously. 

"This necklace left the hands of Alistair when he died, obviously. It was auctioned with the rest of his stuff after his death. This is where a servant of the Dark Powers bought it. He in turn, passed the necklace down the line of his descendants. Till our time came along and the necklace was handed to Lord Voldemort. He entrusted it to one of his most loyal servants. The Macias. And that is where your story begins. Now, all we have to do is find out who took and why?"

"Where did you find out all that?" Draco was shocked, astounded, amazed. "How did you remember all of that?"

"Oh, I have my ways, Malfoy." She smirked at him.

"Well, now. I take it Voldemort wants this necklace to destroy the world."

"Yes, this is where the dark and light calash. You see, I am hoping, beyond hope that you will not give that necklace to you father. I want you to destroy it for me, please."

Draco glanced up at Hermione, "You are asking a lot of me, Granger. You want me to disobey my father, for you."

"I understand perfectly that I am what I am, a Muggle and a Mudblood to your eyes. But, Malfoy, I can't help that." Hermione laughed softly. "I can't change my past. But you can't be afraid to see what you see."

Draco listened to her words. They made sense, a lot more sense than the shit he had been feed lately. But could he really disobey his father for someone he had grown up to hate. Can one person change their feelings to another in just a matter of minutes? Is it truly possible?

Hermione watched the fleeting emotions, and the doubt. "Malfoy, Draco, look at me. Am I any different to you?" she tried to reason with him. "Besides, if you do give your father this necklace and he has the rest of the collection, which you have to imagine he does, the world as we know it will come to a end."

"I will not promise anything, Granger."

"Thank you," and out of impulse launched her self into his arms. Draco looked down at the girl sprawled across his lap with her arms around his neck.

"Granger?" he said slowly. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, sorry." She moved away. "Impulse."

Draco nodded, "Ok, tomorrow we start to look for the culprit."

"And we have to ask about Christian."

"Are you still stuck on him?"

"I think it is still possible that he can be found," Hermione argued.

"Ok," Draco stood, "I guess we really don't have to do any research. So, I will meet you tomorrow."

"Same time?"

"I'll think about it. I might change my mind. We'll see."

Hermione nodded, "See you later, then"

And the Gryffindor and Slytherin went their separate ways.

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Draco entered the common room, to find it empty. He walked softly across the ground to the stairs when a voice cut through the air. "Arriving back rather late, aren't we?"

Draco stopped, his insides freezing. He turned around to see a figure he had grown up with. A figure that he had looked up to as a child, praised as a pre-teen, and absolutely loathed as a man. "Hello… Father. Is there something you want?"

"Where have you been, boy?"

"I have been in the library, sir."

"Researching the necklace I suppose. Did you find anything?"

"No sir."

"Good, because what you don't know can't possibly hurt you. What is this shit, Draco? You don't need to know anything about the necklace to find it. I showed you a picture. What it looks like is all you need to know!" His father slammed him against the stone wall.

Draco nodded, all the while watching his father's eyes burn with unmerciful rage.

"I also hear that you do not work alone. In the quiet recesses of the library, in the middle of the night, you and a Mudblood work on this project."

"You leave Hermione out of this," Draco scowled at his father.

Draco felt the swift snap of his fathers hand across his cheek, "FOOL! You disgrace me! I have never heard such lowly-" The threats stopped. "You will continue to look for this necklace. I increase your time by a month, but I expect it on my desk by the end of that time. After all, I am being so very generous."

 "I'm sorry I can't help you, I cannot keep you safe. I'm sorry I can't help myself, so don't look at me that way." -Ani Difranco

Note: Ok, I know that quote doesn't fit real well, but I had trouble finding an end quote. Sorry. I said I was going to tell you the part I didn't really like. That was the part where she launched herself into his arms. I'm not to sure if she would do that. But, I'm speeding up the romantic process. Hopefully they will be together in three or four chapters. That is I believe what I have planned for this story.

Does anybody know what month the Yule ball is in? Or is that only done with the whole triwizard tournament? Or is it for fourth year and up?

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