A/N: I'm posting this chapter asap because the site was down for like a week and wouldn't let me on, so I feel bad. Here ya go...hope you like it!

In case anyone cares, so you don't have to bustle on down to freetranslations.com, the title means all will be revealed in French.....so guess what? All will be revealed in this chapter. I'm a genius, aren't I?

Disclaimer: Life is not fair. Imagine if life were fair, and all the bad stuff that happened to us was actually because we deserved it? Personally, I am totally fine with the way the universe just dumps crap on us. Also, I write stories with characters such that do not belong to me. (Although I will add some characters of my own in later, ntyc or anything but...) This may not be fair to you or to that Rowling ass, but that's the world for you. Impersonal hostility at it's best.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Tout Sera Révélé

A half an hour later, the entire group had managed to make it to Dumbledore's office, save Percy. Draco and Hermione sat next to each other, hands clasped. Neither had been very badly hurt, and simply used a few abrasion healing spells instead of going to the infirmary, much to the dismay of Madam Pomfrey. To Hermione's other side was Ron, his chair more than a foot away from her, and farther along the line was Harry. Snape sat to Draco's left, chair equally as far from him as Ron's was from Hermione. The congregation was seated in a line in front of Dumbledore's desk, behind which sat the Headmaster himself. Percy had been taken to the hospital wing to be subjected to numerous sleeping potions.

"Well, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore began, "Do you care to explain?" Ron paled a little, and made a heavy sigh, then nodded.

"I know everything." Hermione looked at him and Ron stared at the floor, not wishing to make eye contact as he explained the story. "Hermione, Percy knew about you and Malfoy. I asked him to send the letter Harry and I had written telling you that we had seen you. He must have read it and known what was happening. Harry and I had thought he was hurting you; we never expected this." He paused and looked at her. "Percy was in love with you, Hermione. He has been for years. I didn't tell you because he asked me not to, and because I knew you didn't love him. When he found out about you guys, he was mad with jealousy. He couldn't understand how you could fall for someone who had been so unbearable to you and not him, who had never said an unkind word.

Percy wanted to make you pay; he loved you and you hurt him. As you know, he works in the ministry and it wasn't hard for him to take that staff. He was the one who left it in your room. The staff was a sort of... tracking device. Professor Dumbledore owns the companion staff and Percy knew it. When he took the Tetrabric up here, to his office, it was in close enough contact with his Plantron to activate them. These staffs are illegal, although Dumbledore has special permission to own one, and when activated, then ministry is alerted. Percy waited for this to happen, and when it did, he knew you were weak and scared and it was time to make a move.

He came here, intent on killing both of you. Hermione, you for hurting him, and Malfoy for stealing you away, I suppose." He stopped, letting this all sink in. Hermione was surprisingly calm; although she was squeezing Draco's hand so hard her knuckles were white. Draco dare say nothing.

"How do you know all this, Ron?" Hermione asked and Ron sighed, looking back to the floor.

"Percy had mysteriously disappeared this evening, and Harry and I had suspected something was wrong. We checked the Marauder's map, to make sure everything was as it was supposed to be. Surprisingly, at the time anyway, we saw Percy walk off the page, into the forest. We looked back to your rooms, Hermione, and I was looking just in time to see your dot disappear.

Everything fell into place. Percy's boss had called via fireplace to ask if he knew anything about a missing Tetrabric staff about a week ago. Percy said no, but I've always been able to tell when he is lying, and he was. I knew he was in love with you and insanely angry about Malfoy and by that time I had forgiven Harry for coming to see you and needed his help anyway. I explained everything to him as fast as possible and we both agreed we couldn't tell my parents, therefore we couldn't have them apparate us to Hogsmeade.

We came by floo powder, and Harry went into the school to tell Dumbledore while I went into the forest to find you."

Hermione nodded solemnly. Draco looked emotionless through all of this, but suddenly he looked curious and confused, turning his eyes to Snape.

"Where do you fall into this, Professor?" he asked. Snape's expression didn't change and his voice held its usual unenthusiastic drawl.

"Don't you remember meeting me in the hall just outside your room, Mr. Malfoy? Other than that and the fact that I escorted Mr. Potter to Professor Dumbledore's office upon his arrival, I suppose I do not have a significant role in this little situation," he answered.

"That is untrue, Professor," Hermione said. All eyes on her in semi- surprise, she continued, "You supplied me with ingredients for my sleeping potion." She looked at Draco, who smiled a little. Only he and Dumbledore knew what she was talking about, but no one asked her to explain. Then she turned to the old man who had been quiet through out the conversation. "Professor, when my room was ransacked, there was a strange message written on the walls...do you have any idea what it could mean?" Draco stiffened at her statement and she looked at him with concern. "Draco?"

"The message said, 'we will be back for the key' backward. I noticed it immediately, but didn't want to alarm you. Then you asked me to clean it up and we found the staff...I just forgot all about it, I'm sorry," he said quietly. She smiled reassuringly and turned back to the Headmaster.

"What does it mean, Professor?" He smiled.

"I'm afraid it was just a ploy to convince you both into telling me. The code was very easy to decipher, and the sentence means nothing. It was one of the few of Percy's ideas that backfired." Both Draco and Hermione nodded in understanding. There was a long period in which nobody spoke; they all looked at the floor, save Snape and Dumbledore, and Hermione rested her head on Draco's shoulder.

"Professor, what's going to happen to Percy?" Hermione asked, sounding regretful and guilty.

"Well, Miss Granger, I suspect he will be sent to Azkaban."

"Azkaban? Is that really necessary, I mean... don't I get a say in this?" she asked calmly, but Draco was shocked.

"Hermione! He tried to kill you! He deserves more than a petty trip to Azkaban, God... he should be tortured for eternity and subjected to constant Crucius!" He paused, paled, and looked at Ron. "No offence Ron, I'm sorry." Ron was shocked by the apology, and the use of his first name.

"None taken, I totally agree with you." Hermione looked from Draco to Ron, then back to Draco.

"Well, he didn't kill me and nobody got hurt....and I can't help but feel a little guilty, I caused the poor man to go crazy after all. Just look at Ron... imagine what his parents must think of me." Ron looked at her as if she had said the most insane thing he had ever heard.

"No, Hermione... this is not your fault. I won't let you blame yourself for this. Percy has been on the brink of insanity for as long as I can remember. My parents already know; they even sent him to a shrink at St. Mungo's. It is true that you put him over the edge, but you had no idea. I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with him. I know my parents will feel the same way," he told her in a very convincing manner.

Hermione smiled; Ron was right, but she still felt terrible. There wasn't much more conversing; Dumbledore suggested that both Draco and Hermione get some rest and that Harry and Ron return home and inform Mr. and Mrs. Weasley of their whereabouts, as well as Percy's condition. All agreed and stood. Hermione hugged both Harry and Ron. She knew that Ron was as accepting of her relationship with Draco was he probably ever would be, he didn't need to tell her.

Draco shook hands with Harry, and then offered his hand to Ron.

"Thanks, Ron," he said. Ron accepted the hand with minimum hesitation and nodded; Draco smiled.

Harry and Ron left soon after, accompanied by Snape, and Hermione and Draco were left with only Dumbledore.

"Come now, I shall escort you back to your common room, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger." They followed him slowly, walking close. Hermione had her head on Draco's shoulder and his hand was resting on her accompanying hip. They were both exhausted.

Upon arriving at the portrait, Dumbledore said the password and invited himself in. He already knew about their relationship, obviously, but Hermione and Draco both felt uncomfortable expressing it in front of the old man. They parted ways very reluctantly, without as much as a kiss. Each went to their bedroom after bidding goodnight to their headmaster and readied themselves for bed.

Hermione got into her bed, pulling the deep red sheets around her. She closed her eyes, but sleep wouldn't come. She felt empty... Draco wasn't there next to her.

She sighed... It was hopeless, she needed him. Tonight more than ever. Hermione got out of bed and walked to the door which led to the common room. She paused before opening it; although it had been nearly an hour since she went to bed, she couldn't help but think **What if Dumbledore is still out there? ** Hermione backed away from the door and turned around. She stopped in front of the only other exit in the room; the balcony door.

As she opened it, a cool breeze greeted her. Hermione smiled and stepped onto the cold grey ledge. **So many important things have happened out here...** she thought subconsciously, attention focused on her current mission. Hermione reached Draco's door and didn't hesitate to open it, but did so slowly, in case Draco was asleep. She closed the door behind her and maneuvered gracefully thorough the darkness. She couldn't see anything, but Hermione knew what was where by then and managed to make it to the bed silently. Hermione slid into the bed as if it were her own and moved close to Draco.

"Hermione?" he said, knowing it was her.

"Shh..." she whispered and kissed him. Draco kissed back as if kisses were air and he had been kept underwater for years. Both had been waiting for this since they had met in the forest, and the time couldn't have been more perfect.

When they broke apart, Hermione was the first to speak. She pushed herself down and laid her head next to Draco's, her forehead on his cheek.

"Can I sleep with you?" she whispered in a quiet plea. He smiled.

"I was hoping you would ask that." She smiled. Draco's arm was already under her, and Hermione placed her hand on his chest. Neither could have asked for a better night. Unsurprisingly, both fell asleep quickly and stayed that way until dawn.

A/N I know it's an incredibly short chapter, and only has about 1,838 words....but It held A LOT of information. I'm sorry, I promise to post this chapter with the next so as to have lots of fun things to read for you guys. Hehe.

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