Dr. Algeron entered the room with some papers and handed them to Tonks. "There you are," he said with a smile. "The test results of the fifty dollar bill." Tonks flipped through it and read it to herself.

"Feremones?" she read aloud.

"Yes, feremones," said Algeron. "The chemical insects and animals use to attract their mate."

"An aphrodisiac," said Lupin.

"Or, as most teens put it today, a chemical booty-call." Lupin chuckled, but stopped when Tonks gave him a look. "Now the same feremones were found in the soda straw Max reacted to, so chances are whatever was in there was calling to it's lover. We found the remains of a spider in the straw so we still have to run some tests to identify it."

"So once we identify it, we identify the mate?" asked Tonks.

"We might, although it's not out of the ordinary for the feremones to be picked up by something of a completely different species. Like your dog. He's got a nose for bugs."

"We'll run some tests then and see what we can find," said Lupin. "In the meantime I need to go to the school while Snape and Dumbledore interrogate the people in Draco Malfoy's clan. I'll call you if anything happens."

"Alright," said Tonks. Lupin left and was soon in the hospital wing as Malfoy's group entered in to be questioned one by one. From Hermione's story, there should be some bite marks on the arm of the attacker, and that it was mostlikely a boy.

One after another they came in, but none of them had bite marks. Malfoy was the last to come in, and he sat down, acting like he had better things to do. "So where is this secret hideout?" asked Snape coldly. "It was Hermione you attacked down there last night, wasn't it." Malfoy's eyes widened.

"Granger?" he asked. "It wasn't me! You guys don't believe in ghosts?"

"We do," said Lupin. "But that's not what we're talking about."

"Let me see your arms," said Snape. He reached up and pulled up Malfoy's sleeves. He shook his head. "No bite marks. You can go." Malfoy stood up and started to leave, pausing in the doorway.

"Hermione," he muttered and then continued on. Snape looked at Lupin.

"Perhaps Miss Granger made a mistake," he said cooly.

"Hermione wouldn't lie," objected Lupin.

"Miss Granger is no different from the other students at this school."

Hermione walked down the hall to the dinning hall, but stopped when she spotted Goyle. He smirked at her and waved. "Do you have change for a dollar?" he asked. "Owl post." He gestured to a grey owl sitting perched on his shoulder. Hermione nodded and reached in her sweater pocket, pulling out the change he needed. They exchanged money, and he was able to send the owl on its way.

"So how are your animals and things?" she asked.

"My friends? They're doing fine." She smiled and nodded.

"Good," she said. "I've got to go, but I'll talk to you later." He nodded and left, waving over his shoulder. She turned and decided to retrieve a book from her locker before going to eat. As she opened it, she placed her sweater inside and fished around for the book when Pansy walked by and went to her locker, sniffing and wiping her eyes. Hermione looked up at her and walked over to her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "Pansy?" she asked. "What is it? What's wrong?" Pansy looked up at her as another tear fell.

"One of your friends dumped a soda over my head," she said bitterly. "Pretty funny, huh?" Hermione's eyes widened and she shook her head.

"I'm so sorry," she said softly. Pansy sneered.

"Yeah, I bet you are."

Hermione went back to her locker to retrieve her sweater and went back to Pansy. "Pansy," she said. "Take my sweater. Have my sweater." She placed it over Pansy's shoulders, and she looked up at her, clearly not expecting this. "Just take it, please. It's a start." Pansy stared at her for a moment, and then turned and left, pulling the sweater around herself.

"Here are the test results," said Algeron as he typed away on the computer. "What we have in here is a Brown Recluse spider. Male." Tonks walked over and looked at the image that appeared on the screen of the spider.

"Does the poison cause hallucinations?" she asked. Algeron shook his head.

"Afraid not. This little fella didn't do it." Tonks groaned.

"There has got to be a connection," she sighed.

"Well, we do have pieces of him, we may be able to find out who she is. If it's another Brown Recluse, then I'm not worried. The problem is that this is a two week old sample," he said, gesturing to the soda straw. "We may not be able to find out the female."

"Wait," she said, walking over to one of the bins and pulling out a plastic bag. Inside it was the fifty dollar bill. "Max also responded to this. If we air flush this, we might be able to get a sample big enough."

"That we might!" he said with a smile, and got right on it.