A/N: Once again I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I was going to over my christmas break, but some things happened. I suffer from major depression, you see. I've been experiencing anxioty attacks, irregular headaches... the usual side effects. AnywaysI figured I should update now before my homework piles up too high. I am sad to say that in a chapter or two this fic will becoming to an end. And I know most of you will want to track me down and kill me, but O well. Enjoy!

Proffesor Dumbledore announced this morning that next week parents have been invited to stay for a day at Hogwarts. I'm not quite sure why he chose to do so; christmas break had just finished. I was hlaf excited and half worried. I was hoping that my mother was going to recognize me, but worried that Ron was going to do something stupid. Either way there was nothing I could do to stop it.

Draco wasn't to happy about the idea. I think he's fearing his parents arrival. Something happened to Draco over Christmas break and he won't tell me what. He was going to before, but he seemed to have changed his mind. But I have a feeling it has something to do with his family.

I was sitting out by the lake thinking about it. I remember there was this one time when I had sat in this exact spot a few years ago.

flashback

"Shut it, you pugg face." said Adrian Pucey.

"I will not shut it. I'm worried about Draco." said Pansy.

They were arguing not far off from where I was sitting. Pansy thought something odd was going on with Draco Malfoy. He had apparently been acting weird for the last few days and she was worried aout him. However Adrian just thought that Pansy was being annoying. To think those two were friends, which was odd since Adrian was a few years younger than Pansy.

"Nothing is wrong with him." said Adrian. "It's in your head."

"It is not!" Pansy shouted.

At that moment Adrian threw a snowball at his friend. I scurried away so I wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.

End Flachback

After I had escaped my 2 year prison I had learned that Adrian and Pansy had been on the good side. They hadn't fought for Voldermort. Yet much like me thay have been assumed dead for the last few years. Their bodies were never found, but there had been a funeral for them anyhow.

Maybe Pansy was right, there was something wrong with Draco. I have to find out what.

A/N: Just to let you know there are several questions that I'm sure you have about this fic. ie: What is Ron up to? But I have a feeling that not all questions will be answered, cause sometimes you don't have enough time in life to discover certain things. Review, flame or do nothing at all. Its all good.