"Okay. So how much security do you think he has?" Ron asked, Kris. They were now hiding in a tree near the Malfoy mansion, planing their rescue.

"No much. He's only one of the most respected wizards in all of London with connections to get anything for himself, legal or not. Not to mention that he's been hiding that he works for the Dark Lord and he's been able to hide that from pretty well anyone that's visited his house which includes some of the smartest minds in all of England not just London," Kris replied.

"Oh good. It should be a piece of cake then?" Kris turned to look at him. "What? Haven't you done this before?"

"Yeah, but usually were up against idiots."

"But you break into my house half the time."

"Yeah, that was why I choose that term. Well, it's time to do what I do best."

"Get a warrant and beg to come in and then nearly get killed and then Nanoa comes along and saves your arse?"

"Okay, so we'll do it like Nanoa does."

"Barge in head first not caring what rules get broken and have no fear about death because luck is on our side?"

"Yeah."

"Sounds good, but there's only one problem with that."

"What?"

Ron jumped down from the tree and approached the duo approached the gate. Everything seemed black: the house, the sky, the yard and of course the oversized spider, to which Ron was referring to.

"You think it would be a snake, eh?" Kris asked.

"They got a bloody spider for a guard dog. I followed the spiders in second year when it should have been butterflies and I swore that that was the last time I go anywhere near the spiders and I still have nightmares about spiders wanting me to tap dance."

"Oh pull yourself together. You were the one that made me believe Nanoa was alive and your bloody well going to see it through. I brought bug spray."

"They'll still smell the fear."

"Ron, spiders can't smell and they can't hear."

"That's just what they want you to think."

"Would you just get moving?"

"Fine. Don't go full grouch on me I'm just saying that so far luck isn't on our side."

"Then that means it must be with Nanoa."

The gate squeaked as Ron slowly pushed it open. No one seemed to be responding to the noise so the couple crept up to the back of the house.

"Wait a second," Kris realized.

"What? You're having second thoughts about this, too?" Ron whimpered.

"No, why'd you take it?"

"Take what? The only thing I've taken is your heart..." his voice lowered "... among other things."

"You took a photo and some sort of chain from Nanoa's scrapbook and wrote 'don't leave him alone'."

"No, that wasn't me. I haven't opened the damn thing since I helped her make it."

"You helped her put it together?"

"Yeah. We were friends in seventh year when she decided to piece it together and she was damn bloody picky about it."

"Okay, there was a picture missing. What did she put in on the page after the two of us making out?"

"Oh, I remember this one because I thought it was really weird. It was a picture of Nanoa and somebody giving her something."
(what happened — Ron and Kris don't know)

'Neville! For the last time, leave me alone! You'll get your arse kicked if you don't,' Nanoa was nearly screaming it as she walked further down the hallway.

'Oh come on. Don't go running to Malfoy.' Neville was not acting the same way as he usually did, all the stuttering and fear in his voice was gone. 'One day soon he's not going to be there to help you. Nobody will.'

'Look, we made a deal, you keep my secret and I'll keep yours.'

'Yeah, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.'

'You cannot back out of our deal. I refuse to finish this year as Hogwarts' biggest joke. You know what everyone'll say, "There's Nanoa, the Slytherin wannabe". I am not going to have that as my reputation.'

'Then I'm going to need you to keep something for me. Dumbledore's starting to get really suspicious.'

'That's not my fault. I didn't say a word.'

'Yeah, I know, but if my secret gets out, your fault or not, your secret gets out. Both of our secrets will cost us the jobs we want.'

'Neville, are you sure about this? It's not going to work. No matter how you arrange it, you'll have to choose and I know what your choice is going to be.'

'I highly doubt it. You'll be amazed at what I pull off. Now, keep this with you, you'll know my choice when it's gone.'

Neville pulled the chain off his neck and let the coin on the end of it act as a base for the gathering chain. Nanoa quickly hid it in her pocket and hurried through the portrait to Head's common room.

"Well? What was whoever giving her?" Kris asked.

"No clue," Ron answered, simply. "But Nanoa made it sound important. Like something we could use in a life or death situation."

"You mean like the one we're in now?"

"Yeah, exactly like the one we're in now." He seemed quite proud to be able to answer one of Kris's questions.

"Well by any chance do you —?" But Kris stopped after feeling something-sticky fall on her neck. "Did you just spit your gum out on me?"

"I don't chew gum anymore."

"Then what —" Kris pulled some of the stuff off her neck, it was white and gooey. "Ew! What the hell is this stuff?"

There was a hissing sound behind them and Kris and Ron exchanged awkward glances before turning around. The spider had come up behind them, when Ron began whimpering out cries.

"Okay. If we stay calm and think about this, maybe we can out of this alive." Spider hissed loudly, showing its fangs.