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A/N and here is Chapter Eight! I'll be back to the action and adventure by chapter nine, this one is mostly talking, but I swear its interesting talking!!! I would also like to give a special thanks to RiRiana, because you've reviewed at practically every chapter, and that means that you're reading it all! Also thanks to Actionmaster, XseachelX, and anybody else who reviewed. Keep it up!

Fred and George froze up. I suppose that it was simply the shock of seeing one of your best friends sitting next to your worst enemy that did it. I guess that it simply makes the mind jump to sickening conclusions. Luckily, they recovered quickly, dismissing any quickly drawn assumptions, though the horrible mental image that Harry and Draco had inspired would scar them forever.

"What is HE doing here?" Fred burst out.

"And so close to Harry! IS HE TRYING TO HURT YOU HARRY?!?" George yelled loud enough to wake the dead.

"No!" Harry protested, alarmed, "Calm down! He's not the enemy anymore!"

Both the twin's eyes narrowed in sync.

Harry, not eager to trudge through the whole story of Draco's arrival again, quickly switched the subject.

"Is your mum here yet? How about Lupin?"

"Yep. All downstairs," Fred said, not taking his eyes off Draco, who was happily glaring back.

"I'll go say hello," Harry said, starting out of the room, then abruptly stopping in the door-way, "On second thought, why don't we all go." Apparently Harry had just remembered all the curses and jinx's he'd taught the twins during the D.A meetings.

"Yes let's," Fred began, pulling out his wand,

"I'm sure mum will be able to think of a couple of things to do with the most excellent Malfoy…" George trailed off, leaving plenty of room for imagination. On Draco's behalf, he looked slightly frightened, but didn't show much of it.

Single file, the group traipsed down the stairs, joined by Ron and Hermione. Mrs.Weasley rushed towards Harry, catching him in a crushing embrace.

"Oh Harry! It's so good to see you! Dumbledore didn't mention you would be coming, but Harry this is wonderful!" Then she turned and spotted Draco. She was staring in blank shock at Malfoy when Lupin, Tonks, Mr.Weasley all entered the scene.

It was complete chaos.

"That's Lucius's son, isn't it!"

"It IS!!!"

"What's he doing here?"

And so on. It took a small explosion from Mr.Weasley wand to restore peace.

"Quiet! I'm sure that… I'm sure someone has a good explanation," He said, glanced from face to face, looking for answers. Harry cleared his throat.

"I can explain…" All heads turned towards him, so Harry continued.

And so Harry explained. He told the story beginning from where his wall at the Dursley's had been blasted, (Though the scene with the dragon was slightly edited to the effect of Draco being the hero, and Harry having been saved). When the tale was done, Mrs.Weasley was the first to speak.

"I think that the adults should have a meeting about this, in the kitchen." Everyone except Harry, Hermione, Draco and Harry filed into the kitchen. Fred and George were last in, they both winked, and Fred twirled his wand. They shut the door behind them, but the trio and Draco could hear the meeting as well as if they were there.

"Do we trust him?" That was Lupin's voice.

"Dumbledore does," Tonks said, as if that was enough for her.

"Dumbledore will trust anyone. I don't know Draco Malfoy personally, but I have heard about him from Ron and I have met his Father. I don't think he can be trusted," Mr.Weasley said.

"I know his father too," Lupin said quietly yet sternly, "And I know that with a Father like Lucius would be none to kind to his children." This was met by silence as everyone mulled over what Lupin had said.

"Are you saying Lucius is abusing him?" George asked incredulously.

"Really. I mean, this is Malfoy you're talking about! Malfoy gets everything he wants!" Fred continued.

Mrs.Weasley disagreed with her son. "I agree with Lupin. We can't turn him away, we can't send him back to his father. From what Harry's told us, he's on our side now. Dumbledore trust's him, and I trust Dumbledore."

The twins didn't sound entirely convinced, but didn't seem to like the idea of disagreeing with their mother, so they muttered something about trusting Draco if they had to.

"Sounds like Malfoy's accepted," Said a voice from behind them. Ron and Hermione jumped.

"Ginny! Don't sneak up on us like that!" Ron snapped.

"Sorry Ron. I was staying with the twins and decided to come back to visit while they did, and I figured I'd hear more if nobody knew that I was there," Ginny was smiling mischievously.

"You were right Ginny. So do you trust Draco?" Harry asked, slightly nervous.

Ginny laughed. "Of course I don't. But I'll work with him if it's for the good of the Order."

Harry sighed in relief.

In Draco's opinion, this was all well and good, but he and Harry had more important things to be doing.

"Is it all right if Harry and I head upstairs?" He asked, not about to explain anything.

Ron bristled. "And leave you alone with Harry? Not likely!" Harry sighed, taking a significant look from Draco and realizing what he had in mind.

"It's ok Ron. There's something we need to do, and it's important. Very important." Ron wasn't satisfied. "Do you really think I can't defend myself from Malfoy?" Draco looked slightly offended, but kept quiet. "If I can fight Voldemort then I think I can handle a 17 year old boy with no dueling experience."

This shut Ron up. Harry and Draco headed up the stairs, shutting themselves up in what had probably once been a study.

"You didn't mean that, about you being able to beat me in a duel?" Draco asked.

"Of course I meant it. Do you know how much defense against the dark arts I know?"

"I can duel quite well, you should know," Malfoy said in his own defense.

"I'm sure you can Draco, but I'm betting all you know is Dark Arts, and I've studied hours learning how to counter it. You wouldn't stand a chance," Harry said. Just because he and Draco were on the same side now didn't mean they weren't allowed to taunt each other.

"We'll have to duel sometimes, just to see who is better," Draco said eagerly, thinking how much fun a good fight would be.

"I wouldn't recommend us doing it in front of a Weasley, or you'd have the whole clan shooting curses at you," Harry teased, knowing what memories it brought back.

"You're right. I wouldn't fancy having their youngest girl put the bat-bogey curse on me again. It wrecks my entire look," Draco said, shuddering.

Harry cracked up laughing, remembering.

"Don't we have some magic to do?" Draco asked tactfully, interrupting Harry.

"Yeah, I was thinking and I'm fairly sure I came up with a spell for you to use." Draco nodded.

"All you should have to do is think of Dumbledore, if you need to, center on the magic he used to conceal this place. Then say the incantation "point me". If it works with you too, you'll get an image of where Dumbledore is in your mind. Concentrate on that, and open up to me. I'll use legimancy to… I'll use that to send the message." Harry had been about to say that he'd get it out of Draco's head, but that might have been a bit too much for the other boy.

"Point me…Isn't that a spell for finding north?" Draco asked curiously.

"It used to be. Through experiments I've found that I'll also help you find someone if you concentrate hard enough," Harry explained.

Draco took a deep breath.

"Let's do this then!" He said, sounding far more confident that Harry felt.

Harry smiled.

"And let's hope that Ron doesn't walk in on us when I'm collapsing from the effort," Harry said, still smiling wickedly. He knew from experience that he often fainted after harsh uses of his legimancy.

Draco gave him a look of horror. "I will curse you if that happens!"

"I'd like to see you try."

A/N And there was chapter eight! Hope you liked it and let's have LOTS of reviews for this one…