Phillyactress: She should shouldn't she! Lol. Ahhh, like I said before, it's good to have the power!

RainDateChick: :-) Thank you so much, and I will! By the way, nice name.

crazywendy: Hello again. Everyone is so worried about Hermione…which is good! That means that she's a good character. I was so hoping I wouldn't make her out to be some silly girl.

Mairainasquare: Why thank you! I will, I know he is isn't he!

A/N: Tee hee, I'm off one day in my calendar…wasn't very cool when I turned in a homework assignment late today :S

Disclaimer: I am not J.K.Rowling, and everything that you see in here is NOT mine. Except for the title "Mippin", and that's dedicated to my friend CarolAnn.

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Harry stared at Ron for a moment, and then suddenly his mouth dropped straight towards the floor. "What!" he asked Ron.

Sighing, Ron sat down on the couch, leaned his head back and rubbed his eyes. Sitting up straight he proceeded to explain once again to Harry about Hermione.

"Janeia is Hermione Harry," Ron started, "there was this potion that went wrong, and she ended up changing herself…and I really don't know or understand what's going on, but we have to go find her." He got up again from the couch and walked briskly towards Harry.

Harry just looked skeptically at Ron and shuffled his feet "Listen mate, I do not really understand why we have to go get "Hermione", hell, I don't even know if I believe you about "Hermione." Harry stopped to take a breath, "this is all so confusing." Putting his head in his right hand Harry sighed deeply and continued, "BUT, if you are telling the truth, then I should trust you. So…let's get going, and make sure you explain it all on the way. Where are we going then?"

Ron smirked and ran with Harry towards their brooms, he turned around holding Harry's out in his hand. "We're going to Malfoy's."

"I'm not even going to IMAGINE how less complicated my life would be without you," joked Harry.

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Feeling the wind pass through his hair, Malfoy closed his eyes for a moment to appreciate night flying. He loved it, and he couldn't help but wish that he were out there flying for a different reason, than to save Hermione.

He looked down and saw her limp in his arm over the broom, her soft hair whipping around every which direction the wind decided to take it. He knew he'd have to get home soon.

Just as soon as Draco started to land, he felt Hermione stir by him. "Hermione?" he asked, "Hermione, are you all right?"

Hermione fluttered her eyelids and looked up at Draco, 'Gods I'm so glad we're friends now.' She held on tight to his arm as Malfoy came to a halt on the ground, trusting him with his landing skills. Once she felt no movement, she tried to stand up, but failed miserably. Instead, she crumpled to the ground, as she did previously in the Common Room. She saw Draco drop his broom and rush over to her.

"Well if it isn't my knight in shining armor," she kidded pushing herself up on her elbow scraping herself in the process and getting dirt all over her robe.

"I wouldn't have to be if some damsel in distress would have told somebody she was getting worse" Draco looked at her for a moment and then helped her up. "You know, you should really lower your pride level, it can't be healthy I imagine. You need a good balanced diet; a half cup of knowledge with just a PINCH of play is the key I think."

"Shut up Malfoy" Hermione had to smile, but immediately felt guilty about what he said. "You know your right. I was a fool to keep this to myself, and now look at me…hobbling along, and not even! I have to get YOU to help me. Look at you, risking your hide to come to your father's house…and all for me. I must be some friend huh?" She saw Draco blush, if it was even possible in the dead of night, and turn his head away quickly. "What?" she asked.

Draco just muttered, "Yeah, you've been a good friend Hermione, I'm just repaying the favor." Somehow though, Hermione knew he was hiding something, but she wasn't going to press upon it.

"Well," she started, easing the uncomfortable silence, "we should probably get inside. What room is your father in?"

"Oh," said Draco, "Herbert got him out of the house for awhile, but who knows how long it will last. We need to get moving, I can't even begin to imagine what would happen if he came home while we were looking through his stuff."

Smiling Hermione grabbed Draco's arm and started towards the mansion. It was terribly scary, she realized, walking from their spot to the entrance. Every time they moved, a branch broke, or an owl hooted, or some other strange occurrence was going on. Finally, after what seemed for hours, they made it to Draco's door.

"All right, we need to get in and get out…so that we don't make any mistakes. Got it?"

Hermione felt warm again, and wished for nothing more than to just lie down, but forced the thoughts back into her head. 'He's come this far, I can't let him do it on his own.'

Draco opened the door and peered inside; he turned around to Hermione and motioned for her to come in. As they walked down the deserted hallways of the Malfoy mansion, Hermione began to think about what would happen if they got caught.

'I don't have my wand with me…and I'm not sure if Draco does either. This was such a horrible idea…I should have just stayed behind and paid for the consequences.'

She kept on thinking about her could have, and should haves when she bumped into Draco. They were stationed beneath black pillars that arched over the doorway at the very end of the hallway. Putting a finger to his lips, Draco pulled Hermione into the room. When she finally adjusted her eyes to the dark, she gasped. It was Lucius's potion chamber…and there was everything you could ever want in here. It was scary, to Hermione, that a man like that had so much power.

'No wonder he's on the dark side.' She thought as she looked around the room. Every which way you turned there was a vial…or a cage…or dark books. Hermione decided to take a look around while Draco got the ingredient that they needed. She walked over to the right side of the room; where there was a large book laid open on a stand in the corner. Looking at the page she saw "Death Potions and spells: disguising common day items." Her eyes widened as she backed up and put a hand to her mouth. 'This man is pure evil…" She turned away quickly before she read anymore and headed towards a secluded corner on the opposite side, where there were only books. She read down the isle looking for anything. Thinking she ran out of luck she looked down towards the ground and found on the very bottom shelf a blue green thin book entitled "The Story of Mippin".

'What on earth?' She thought as she picked up the book carefully. She looked inside and gave a sort of cry and gasp. Dropping the book she just stood there motionless for a moment.

"Hermione?" asked Draco, "What happened, what's wrong?" He ran over towards her and looked at her scared expression on her face.

"Draco," she said, "I want you to pick up that book and look inside." She never once looked away from the shelf as she said all that, and she stayed completely still otherwise. Draco picked up the book and opened it up to the first page. "Oh my god…" he said, "is this what I think it is?"

Hermione nodded and took the book back; she gulped before opening it again and prepared herself for the worst. Inside the book was a list of people, from all ages and genders. The names that were in there were all "mudbloods", in alphabetical order it seemed. Next to many names was a check mark…and she could only guess what that meant.

"That…bastard…how dare he! He's killing them all off and then checking them! There must be over 200 check marks in here..." Draco said as he flipped through the book. Next to some names besides check marks were "found", "missing", and "captured." Hermione felt sick to her stomach and sad down on the ground.

"Am I in there?" she asked Draco. There was a silence that followed and Hermione looked up from the floor at Draco. "I said," she continued, "am I in there."

Draco looked at her with a pained expression on his face, "Yes."

"What's next to my name?" Hermione asked, not really wanting to know the answer. She braced herself and then Draco answered, "Found."

'Oh god…' thought Hermione. 'They're out to get me.' She began to cry in small sobs, her shoulders moving up and down in tiny starts. Draco sat down on the ground next to her and put his arms around her, engulfing her in a hug. "He's sick Hermione, pure evil and terribly sick. I SWEAR I will never turn out like him."

Hermione sniffled twice and then wiped her eyes; she stood up painfully and held her side. "Did you get the ingredient?" Draco nodded and held up a small poke which held what they came for. "Good," said Hermione, "Let's get out of here before something happens."

They walked to the door when Draco stopped suddenly, "I forgot my wand!" They turned around to get it at the end of the room. He picked up the wand and then something else…vial with blue liquid. "Just in case," he said to Hermione's look.

"Wait, what's this?" Hermione pointed to a small bit of parchment on the filthy table, and read down it. "Oh my gosh" she said, "this is a list of Death Eaters…Draco…we have them all! We could get them for good…" She smiled towards him and began shoving the paper into her pocket when she sensed something moving behind her. Before she could turn around a cold voice convinced her fears.

"Well, well, what is a mudblood doing here?"

Hermione held her breath as she heard the smirking sound of Lucius Malfoy.

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A/N: Oooh, I just had to stop there didn't I. Mwuahaha, thank you all for reviewing!
-doublelily