A/n- In case of confusion- chapter 21 is no longer just a note but now a real LONG very important chapter. So if you haven't read that go back and do so now.

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Draco was standing up now shifting from leg to leg. Inside, he was wondering what was going through the minds of the four wizards staring back at him. The library seemed to fall silent. Draco's palms began to sweat as he stood up waiting for someone's response to his long speech. He basically just told his once- enemies information that he would never have told anyone before. If it weren't for Hermione he wouldn't have told them. Draco whipped his forehead with his sweaty palms. He felt as if he were on trial awaiting the verdict. In a way, he was on trial. He was waiting to see if these four wizards would still accept him to help them. Now, they knew that if it weren't for him Hermione would be here now. Draco tried to argue with himself and kept telling himself reassuring things. Well, if it weren't for me they never would have been able to solve this and Hermione would be dead. But then again if it weren't for me and my powerful father, Hermione would never be in this situation. So basically this is my entire fault. Bloody hell. This is all my fault. Draco dropped his head and started to stare at the ground. He fixed his eyes on a worn piece of the carpet. He couldn't take this much longer. He needed someone to say something- anything.

As if Harry was reading Draco's thoughts he said, "Draco this is not your fault."

"It's your fathers," continued Ron.

"We can't blame you for what happened. You only fell in love with our best friend," Ginny reassured him.

Neville nodded in agreement.

Draco now lifted his head and was shocked at what he was hearing. These guys deserved more credit than I give them. They really are good frien- I can see why Hermione speaks so fond of them.

At that moment Professor Moody walked into the library.

The five wizards quickly scattered in opposite directions with an understanding of what was going on. As each wizard left the library, moments after each other, they each gave Moody a look. A look that showed Moody that they saw right through him. A look that showed Moody that he missed a very important meeting. A look that made Moody give up.

Moody was tired of following these children around. Moody and Dumbledore were both aware of everything Draco just told Harry, Ron, Ginny and Neville. They just didn't know that Harry, Ron, Neville, Ginny and Draco knew too. Moody sighed as he watched the wizards in the hallway. He knew that at this point the wizards figured out everything- well maybe they had some pieces missing but basically, they knew where Hermione was- wherever Lucuis was hiding her. Moody now had an important choice to make. Either he could tell Dumbledore that they figured it out or he could pretend he didn't know. If Moody told Dumbledore that they figured out what happened, Dumbledore wouldn't let them ever meet again, let alone leave the building without supervision. Dumbledore was doing all in his power to prevent them from searching for Hermione. Moody knew why also. Dumbledore didn't think that they could handle what they would have to face. Moody didn't want to think about it anymore. It was a terrifying thought. If it were as easy as just getting Hermione from the Manor House don' you think Dumbledore would have taken care of it already? The sound of the first bell made Moody run out of the library, outside to where he was supposed to be teaching. Moody stared at the first years looking at him. This was going to be a long day.

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At lunch Draco was sitting with his fellow Slythindors at the table. Draco just sat quietly in between Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy Parkinson approached him. Bloody Hell, just what I need.

"Dracy-poo," said Pansy. She pushed Goyle over a seat and sat down besides him.

"What do you want Parkinson?" Draco said avoiding looking at her.

"Well a bunch of us were wondering why you went over to their table," said Pansy. She indicated Harry and Ron.

"I think you all should just mind your own bloody business," Draco replied.

"You haven't been yourself lately Draco," Pansy said.

"What's it to you," Draco replied.

"We thought with that mudblood dead you would be…you again," Pansy complained.

Just don't say anything Draco You know she isn't dead. Just ignore Pansy.

"We know once we give you time you will forget her," Pansy said.

Draco ignored her.

Pansy put her arms around his neck, "Then maybe you can go out with a better wizard… like me."

Draco pulled back with disgust and yelled, "Pansy I will never go out with you!"

"It's that mudblood….your convinced she is alive still…aren't you?" Pansy snapped.

By now the whole table was watching Draco and Pansy.

"She is not a mudblood!" Draco yelled.

"Draco you still have feelings for the book-worm?" Crabbe said.

"Yes I do! She is a great wizard. Better than any of you can be."

"Too bad she is dead," said a blonde haired Slytherin, sarcastically.

"She is alive!" Draco yelled.

"The mudblood is dead," chanted a few of the Slytherins.

Draco was so annoyed and just wanted to get out of the Great Hall. Without thinking he yelled, "She is not a mudblood."

"Oh, right she is a pureblood with her muggle dentist parents? Draco you are losing it."

"Actually her parents aren't even dentists? Did you know that?" Draco said.

Ginny heard what was going on and rushed over with Harry, Ron, and Neville close behind.

At the sight of the Gryffindors silence fell upon the table.

Finally Draco realized what Ginny just did. She stopped him from giving away the information of Hermione's parents.

A few moments later, Ginny knew Draco came to his senses and along with Harry, Ron, and Neville went back to their seats.

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A/N- I know it's short! Sorry, the next chapter will be much longer I PROMISE. I broke 600 reviews! Please review! Thanks everyone!