Disclaimer: Now, how do any of you know I'm not really J.K. Rowling. For all you know I could be. She has been known to read fanfiction and even join chats. Well, enough of this nonsense, I'm not J. K Rowling so maybe I should just continue the story now…..

Chapter: Meetings and Letters

Malfoy Manor 8:30 a.m.

Hermione paced the room impatiently she really wished she could remember something. The whole situation was freaking her out. The boy, Draco, was kind of weird; he always seemed to be nervous and shy when he talked to her and he had books about magic and mystical creatures. There was no way she could be a witch. They weren't real! And the house elf, Maury, couldn't be real either. There was no such thing as elves. Draco wore weird cloths and claimed to be a wizard but no matter how strange he was, Hermione just had a feeling she could trust him. Plus she had no choice. He seemed to want to help.

"Danielle Weasly." She whispered what she thought to be her name. It didn't ring a bell. At least not the two together but the last name…. "Weasly." She whispered again. She might have been on the verge of remembering something but her thoughts were interrupted when Draco entered the room with a plastic grocery bag.

"I got stuff to make sandwiches." He told her as he pulled out cheese, and meat from the deli, a loaf of bread and two cans of soda.

"Have you found my family yet?" she asked.

"I'm not sure where to look." was the reply.

"Oh." They were silent as they made their sandwiches

"Did you…umm…sleep well." asked Draco awkwardly.

"Hermione sighed, "To tell you the truth I don't remember lying down and going to sleep. The last thing I remember was standing by the bookshelf picking a book to read and then I was waking up in the chair." She explained.

Good, thought Draco, she doesn't remember being a vampire. "So you haven't remembered anything?"

Hermione thought about the vague memory she'd had when Maury told her he was a house elf but decided against it, it didn't help her much anyway. "No. I wouldn't believe the whole witch and wizard thing if it wasn't for Maury."

"Oh…yeah…well you'll get use to the idea after a while I guess."

"How long did it take you to get used to it?" she asked

"I was born into a wizard family. You were muggle born." Draco looked at her puzzled expression and couldn't help grinning,

She's kind of cute when she's confused. "Muggle means non-magic folk." He explained, "Here I have a book about our school." He led the way over to the book shelf and pulled about a thick book called Hogwarts-a-history. Within seconds he was explaining an amazed Hermione about the wizarding world and forgot about all his worries.

Applewood, 8:45 am

"Alright Mundungus, top of the hill just outside of town." Severus pointed out Malfoy manor.

"Do you remember what you're supposed to tell him?" asked McGonagall.

"Yep."

"Good luck then." She said. She and Severus watched him make his way through town and up the hill.

He rang the bell to the gigantic door. A woman opened the door just wide enough too see the strange man standing on her doorstep, "Yes?" asked Narcissa suspiciously.

"I'm here to see Lucius Malfoy." he said.

"For what?"

"That is between me an 'im." Narcissa looked at him closely and saw that he was wearing wizard robes and she could see the tip of a wand hanging out of his pocket.

"Come in." he stepped into the threshold and Narcissa shut the door behind him. "Wait here." She commanded and disappeared into the next room. Mundungus looked around for any signs of whether or not the prisoners were there and where they were.

"Mundungus Fletcher?" He turned to see Lucius standing in the door way. Over his shoulder Mundungus could see MacNair, Crabbe and Goyle (A/N: the adult ones…do they actually have first names?).

"What do you want?" sneered Lucius.

"I think I got I bit of information you may like." Mundungus told him.

"What do you mean?"

"Let's just say I know you are in league with Voldemort and I also know the whereabouts of the Potter boy and how you can git to 'im easily"

Lucius stared at him for a minute, "You had better not be lying to me Fletcher. Just one question, what's in it for you?"

"Well we'll just have to work that out won't we?"

Lucius led the way into the next room and shut the door. Maury slipped out from underneath the nearby staircase and hurried up the steps.

Grimmauld Place 9:00 a.m.

Ginny-

I looked in one of those muggle phonebooks (I think that's what they're called) and I found a family named Granger listed. Maybe she's here. I could check but I won't do anything before I get your reply. I have been on the look out for Harry and your brothers but so far no sign of them. Maybe you should come. I live in Mercer. It takes about 30 minutes from London flying and twenty minutes by muggle transportation. If you come at night I could sneak out…as long as I'm back before my dad realizes I'm gone. Have you told any of the other D.A. members? I'm sure they would do all they could to help find Hermione. Reply as soon as you get this.

-Luna

Ginny-

I will do whatever I can to help but I'm not sure what I can do with my grandmother keeping such a close eye on me. Keep me updated.

-Neville

Ginny-

I hope Harry and the others are all okay. I'm on vacation in Paris right now (I'm surprised Pig found me) but I'll be home in a week and I'll do whatever you need me to do. I'll contact you as soon as I get home

-Cho

Knowing that her mother was bound to get suspicious at the sudden income of owls, Ginny burned the letters after reading them. She was happy (and somewhat surprised) at the D.A. members eagerness to help but felt there was no way they could until she heard from the boys. If she didn't she didn't hear form them in a day, she decided she would take Luna's advice and go to Mercer herself.