(A/N – As per usual, thanks for all the reviews and blah, blah, blah.

I am getting so excited! I can't wait till Sirius comes back!

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"Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said, standing up from the stool he had been sitting on and stepping into the pool of light cast by the torches, "I am sorry to have to bring you out of the castle, but unfortunately it is necessary to our operations, and I thank you very much for cooperating." Draco nodded.

Remus joined Dumbledore in the light. "Please follow me, we have equipment and more appropriate clothing."

Ginny slid her hand into Draco's, and the three of then followed Remus through one of the doors and down a long, dark, stone passage, leaving Dumbledore and Alastor behind. At the end of the passage, the walls opened up and there was a huge, circular room. There were shelves and cupboards lining the walls from floor to ceiling.

"This is the equipment room for the order. None of the equipment has been used since the order was reinstated a few years ago." Remus said happily. "Were going to give you a little something that you can use in case of emergency, should something happen to your wand and you need to protect yourself. We will also be altering your appearances slightly. Not to worry though, we will be returning you to normal as soon as we return." He walked over to a large chest of drawers that was sticking out from the wall.

"Harry," he called. Harry walked over to Remus. He was standing in front of the chest, with one drawer open. The drawer was full of large knives, or you could say small swords, all sheathed and inside glass cases. He lifted the second one from the left and placed it in Harry's hands. This was your father's. His name is engraved on the handle. It's yours for now…"

Harry looked Remus in the eye and nodded. "Thanks," he said quietly.

Remus smiled weakly. "Ok, your turn Miss Weasley." Harry took the case over to a table near the chest of drawers and put it down.

Ginny came around the corner and Remus handed her another of the glass cases. "This was Lily Potter's." Ginny's eyes widened slightly.

"Thanks you." She joined Harry at the table, and they both took the swords from their cases and fastened the belts of the sheaths around their waists, under their robes.

"Mr. Malfoy."

Draco stepped up to Remus. At this point, the fear in his eyes was clear

"Don't worry, Draco. You'll have excellent backup in there."

Draco almost smiled. "Thanks."

Remus pulled another sword from the drawer. "This was Frank Longbottom's. I doubt he'll ever be using it again, so it's yours."

Draco nodded and took the case over to the table to join Ginny and Harry. He opened the case and slid the belt around his waist.

"The blades are magical," said Remus. "Even if you get stabbed right in the heart with it, it will not hurt you. It will only hurt a person that the intended wielder means to hurt."

Draco was fidgeting slightly. Ginny kept looking worriedly at him. "I've got something important I have to tell you," he suddenly blurted out, wincing slightly at his own words.

Remus looked at him sharply. "What is it?" he asked quickly.

"My-" Draco cut himself off, looking as if he was in great pain.

"Draco!" Ginny cried.

"I can't say, it hurts," Draco said quietly.

"What?" asked Harry, clearly confused.

"I can't tell you. I'm cursed, it hurts…I can't…"

"Who did this to you?" Remus said quickly.

"I can't…"

"Was it your father?"

Draco nodded slightly, and the fell to the floor in pain.

"Albus!" cried Remus loudly. Dumbledore came rushing into the room, quickly followed by Moody.

"His father put a concealing charm on him. He has something to tell us."

"Oh, dear Merlin." Dumbledore rushed towards Draco, who was now lying on the floor with his head resting on Ginny's leg, a single tear gliding down her cheek.

Dumbledore knelt down beside Draco. "Are we absolutely sure tha Lucius did this?"

"Yes, that's what he said," said Harry. "Why?"

"If it was someone else it could hurt him more when I try to reverse it," replied Dumbledore gravely.

Ginny squeezed her eyes shut as Dumbledore placed his hand over Draco's face. He relaxed his face and took a deep breath, clearly concentrating on nothing else.

Suddenly, Draco cried out in pain, going rigid, and the relaxed back onto Ginny, eyes closed.

"What happened?" asked Ginny, panic in her voice.

Draco opened his eyes slowly. "It's lifted," said Dumbledore.

"Oh," Ginny sighed in relief. Draco blinked a few times and then sat up, turning to take a crying Ginny into his arms.

"What was that?" ask Harry.

"That was a concealing spell. It causes the victim great pain to reveal the user's secret. So much pain, in fact, that in most cases the person would not be able to speak anyway. It can only be lifted with extremely powerful, dangerous, perfected magic." Dumbledore climbed to his feet, dusting off his hands. "He'll be fine."