Moon ran, the tears still falling down his face. He knew she would never love him again…but to kiss another man in front of his face? That was just low.
He cared so much about her…he loved the way she smiled, the way she laughed, the way she always looked at him with that look on her face. She had that look that she only used for him…
Moon thought Hermione loved him…the look in her eyes that she got when she was around him.
But it was all a lie. She didn't care about him. She was in love with someone else.
And he had an inkling of who it might be.
Moon had searched through her cubicle the moment he received it. Eagle thought it might be a good idea that Moon work in her cubicle now. Apparently, Eagle knew something that he did not.
But Moon found something in her cube that he didn't think he would ever find.
It was a picture. A picture of her and this boy with silver-blond hair and silver eyes. It had been taken a few years ago by the frayed edges and the look of the both of them. They were in their Hogwarts uniforms…she was wearing Gryffindor, whilst he wore Slytherin.
Hermione Granger, in love with a Slytherin? That was unheard of. Absurd. There was no rhyme or reason why she would sink so low as to fall in love with a boy who was in a house known to make Dark wizards and witches.
Was this the man she kissed before she ran to him?
If so…was he the one she was supposed to kill?
There were so many questions running through his mind. Who was he? What was his name? How did they fall in love? How long were they in love? Did they ever have sex?
Did she care about him so much that she would never forget him?
Moon was utterly confused, but he kept a copy of the picture in his pocket at all times. But now, as he slowed to a stop beside a small coffee house, he pulled out the picture and turned it over.
There was writing on the back. It read:
I will always love you, my dearest Hermione. This picture will help you remember me when you leave to become an Auror. I will never forget you as long as I shall live…
With all the love in my heart,
Draco 3
Draco? Draco who? Draco…
Draco Malfoy?
Moon was still lost in confusion, but he had a feeling that it was Draco Malfoy himself.
He decided to investigate.
Running back to his cube in the Ministry of Magic, he flipped madly through his files until he found the one marked Serpent Tongue.
He pulled it out, looking around him rapidly to see if anyone was around. He had removed the door Hermione had put on there…it annoyed him to no end.
After seeing that there was no one in sight, he put the picture of Hermione and this Draco kid up next to the picture of Serpent Tongue to see if there was any direct similiarities.
He found some shocking results.
The pictures did not look exactly alike, but the hair color was almost identical. Serpent Tongue's hair was long and silver blond, whereas the Draco boy's hair was closely cropped silver blond. Their eyes were the same; their heights were totally different…
But as he read farther down in his file, he found something rather interesting.
Backround Information For Serpent TongueName: Draco Malfoy
Age: 21
Hogwarts House: Slytherin
That was all he needed to know. Serpent Tongue was Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy was Serpent Tongue. She didn't kill him.
She loved Draco Malfoy.
But why? What compelled her to fall in love with such a dangerous and deadly person?
He was too tired to investigate any further on this topic, but he had the evidence that he needed to catch her in her own trap.
Yet Moon was going to keep this quiet for awhile. In fact, he wouldn't tell anyone until the moment seemed right…
Until then, he and Eagle were going to work on a plan to catch Hermione Granger and put her in her place.
And, of course, kill Draco Malfoy in the process.