Never Get a Break

In a matter of minutes they were jogging down the dark streets to where Tonks had left the port key. They had almost reached the alley when Hermione grabbed Ginny and stopped. Blaise spun around, concern written all over his face.

"What's going on?" He practically yelled, only stopping himself when he remembered they didn't want to attract attention. Hermione looked as if she could cry.

"What about the Kit Kats?" she asked frantically. Now it was Ginny's turn to go pale.

"OH NO! How could we forget them!" She grabbed Hermione by the shoulders. "WE HAVE TO GO BACK!"

"SHUT UP!" Draco yelled, and of course, everyone went silent. "Do you want everyone to hear us? I have the Kit Kats so you can all relax now." And sure enough, Hermione spotted rustling in Draco's pocket and the faint sound of mews. He couldn't help but smile as he watched Hermione's eyes light up. In a matter of seconds though her arms were around his neck and her lips were on his. Needless to say he liked this better. When she pulled away from him he smirked. "No wonder people like doing good deeds." She was laughing at him as she grabbed his arm again and continued running. No one else expected this sudden outburst so it took them a minute to catch up but when they did they had to stop once more. Waiting in a clearing by the butter beer bottle port key was none other than Lucius Malfoy and Blaise's father. Lucius stepped forward once everyone had stopped.

"No one that matters enjoys doing good deeds Draco," he said while glaring between his son and Hermione. Draco's glare was sickeningly identical to his fathers.

"We have already established that I'm not important father so why do you insist on being around me and controlling me the way you do. You're supposed to deem me unworthy of your time." This caused his fathers glare to turn halfway into a smirk.

"I give you too much credit Draco; I at least thought you had half a brain. The Malfoy's intellect must have skipped a generation. Or maybe it's you're mothers fault for insisting you be sent to Hogwarts. I suppose I should punish you both." Hermione had never seen Draco more terrified. Threatening him was one thing but threatening someone he loved was quite another. He had no time to do anything though. With a swish of his cloak his father had disapparated along with Mr. Zabini and…Blaise! They hadn't noticed in the argument that Mr. Zabini had put a silencing spell on Blaise and grabbed him, taking Blaise with him when he left. Where they went no one had a clue. They all stood there dumbfounded. Hermione took it the worst though.

"Where the hell did they go with my brother?" she yelled to no one in particular. You could tell by her voice that she was on the verge of tears that she couldn't hold back. Only she and Draco knew what he would be put through. They knew there was a good possibility he wouldn't come out alive.

"Le ville noir," Draco said barely above a whisper. He pulled Hermione into his chest. She looked up at him with glassy eyes and he felt his heart break. He hated seeing her upset.

"What?" She had no idea what he was talking about. He sighed, thinking of a way to explain this without making her more upset. He couldn't think of one though.

"The black city, it's where Voldemort lives at the moment. It's South of here, past the Dragons Cove in France. He has a 'program' where he makes people who are unwilling in to very willing death eaters." He stood there waiting for her outburst but it never came. Instead she calmly said, "Do you know the way?" He looked at her in disbelief.

"Why would you need to know that?" he asked incredulously. She looked determinedly into his eyes.

"So we can get him back." He shook his head at her, blond hair swaying with his movements.

"Uh uh, oh no, you aren't going anywhere near there, it's far too dangerous." There was a tone of finality in his voice but she overlooked it, never averting her gaze from his eyes.

"Draco dear, Blaise is my brother and we promised to stick together in this. Danger means nothing to me anymore so if you don't tell me where it is I'll find out on my own because I'm not leaving him there." He couldn't help but be impressed with her. No fear was present in her eyes, only hard determination. Regardless of what his father said, Draco wasn't stupid and could see he couldn't win this.

"Hermione dear, you're my girlfriend therefore I'm not letting you do this alone." Once again he was surprised at the reaction he got. Her lips were once more on his, longer this time. He would have brought it further if they weren't in the presence of two ladies. When they broke apart Tonks spoke up.

"Alright then Draco, Where to?" She was smiling mischievously. He furrowed his brows in thought.

"Well first we go south to Kingston and then East until we cross the Straight of Dover to Calais. After that its south again to Perigueux.Then we go southwest to Bordeaux. On the Edge of Bordeaux lac there is a tree with the entrance to a series of underground passages which leads to the Dragons Cove if you know the way, if not you will be lost forever, or until a death eater finds you. Anyway, after we get to Dragons Cove there is a cave where a dragon named Carpe lives. He has a key to open the gate at the bottom of the pond there. All the dragons do but Carpe is a friend of mine." Draco's speech sent Hermione's hopes lower and lower. That would take forever! What if they didn't make it in time? As if Tonks was reading her mind she said, "Or we could floo to my cousin Pierre who lives in Saint Etienne. Then we can take the subway to the edge of town and another two until we get to Bordeaux lac. It will only take a few hours," she said cheerfully. Hermione breathed an audible sigh of relief.

"Well then let's get going! There's a fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron," Hermione announced as she took the hands of both Draco and Ginny and began on her way. Tonks continued talking on the way, obviously excited to see her cousin.

"Pierre has been anxious to meet you Hermione. I told him how smart you are and that you want to be a medi-witch. He wants to get into that field too and wants to talk to you about it, you know, pick your brain." Tonks said cheerfully. Hermione smiled at her.

"Maybe on our way back when we aren't in such a hurry," she replied.

"He'll be excited. He's nineteen but still acts like an overly enthusiastic school boy." Hermione laughed at this, sounded like her alright. They were back at the Leaky Cauldron in minutes.

"Alright Tonks, you first, we don' know him." Draco instructed.

"Alright, when you guys go, say La Soir Maison." With that, she took the powder and was off. After her were Ginny, then Hermione and lastly Draco. Pierre was standing in the living room talking animatedly with Tonks. She explained to him why they were there and he nodded enthusiastically, telling them that they should hurry off, so they did just that. It was about a ten minute walk to the subway station where they were able to find one that went straight to the edge of Perigueux. They only needed one more to get to there destination. Of course it was a short walk away from the subway station but it didn't matter.

By now it was early morning and the sun was rising over the lake. Draco's gaze was travelling around the shoreline at all of the different trees. His eyes stopped on one that looked quite old. There was a huge knot in the trunk that almost looked as if it had a keyhole in it, which wasn't far from the truth.

Sorry it's so short guys but I don't feel well at the moment, but hey, at least I gave ya something right: P