Harry was a bit better the next day. It turned out that he'd be doing his detention with Depardieu.

'He might go a bit easier on me.' He said during dinner.

'Better than anything Snape could have cooked up for you.'

'Yeah.' He agreed. 'Well I better get going then. I might see you later.' He got up and left the great hall.

He found Professor Depardieu in his office, tidying up some files.

'Oh, hiya Harry. Just bear with me a seck.' He shoved a load of papers into a big wooden chest. 'Right. Not much you can do I'm afraid. I just offered to do your detention since I didn't think you'd fancy one with Snape. Just put all these files into alphabetical order and then you can go.'

Harry looked at the mountain of files. 'Sure.'

'I need to finish marking these tests.'

Harry left Depardieu's office around half ten. He'd just reached the end of the corridor when he realised he'd left his cloak there so he turned round and went back for it. He was just about to knock when he heard voices inside.

'I'm sorry ok?' Professor Depardieu said 'It's not my fault! I've tried but it's no use. Listen, there's another Hogsmeade trip in just over two months. We can get something then, I'm sure of it. But, what if there isn't anything to tell?'

'There will be.' Replied a familiar voice. 'Just keep trying.'

There was a small pop and then silence.

Harry rubbed his head. This was starting to get annoying now. Why was it that every single defence against the dark arts teacher has some secret that they were hiding? And why did he have to go and get mixed up in these things? Well, what ever it was Depardieu was hiding, it would stay hidden. I'm not getting involved again, Harry thought to himself.

He decided to leave his cloak and go straight to the Gryfindor tower. He found Hermione and Ron by the fire in the common room.

'How'd it go?' Ron asked him.

'Fine at first. He kept asking me a lot of strange questions though.'

'What like?'

'Personal stuff. Like my family and about last summer. I just kept telling him I'd rather not talk and he seemed to get a bit annoyed.'

'That's not like him to ask questions.' said Hermione.

'Oh yeah, and how would you know?'

'Oh shut up Ron.'

'There's something-,' Harry began 'No forget it.'

'No what is it?' Ron said.

Harry thought about it. Should he tell them? It might not be anything after all.

'When I left I over heard him talking to some one. I think they must have been in the fire though, because no one else was in the room. He said something about it being no use and they'd have to wait until the next Hogsmeade visit.'

'To do what?'

'Who knows?'

They all sat quietly for a while, listening to the logs crackle on the fire.

The next day, after charms, the Gryfindors sat silently in Professor Depardieu's room writing about the different ways to kill vampires.

'Don't forget,' the Professor said 'That garlic doesn't actually kill them. They just don't like it.'

He picked up a pile of essays from his desk and began to hand them back to the class. When he got to Hermione he leant over and whispered to her, 'Well done. I'll be out of a job soon.'

She smiled and started to write a bit quicker.

At the end of the lesson Depardieu called Harry back. 'You forgot something last night Potter.' He said.

He went into his office and cam out holding Harry's cloak. 'There you go. And thank you for your help, you did a wonderful job.'

'It was just filing.'

'Yes, well.Better go to lunch now eh?'

Harry took the cloak and left the room.