A/N: I'm very proud of myself, I updated yesterday and now I'm updating again! The chapter is very, what's the word, deep, emotional. I don't know. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. Thank you to all the people who reviewed.

Chapter 11- Mothers Are Everything.

"What does that mean?" asked Ron.

Harry thought about it, "this won't be the last murder, I think."

Ron nodded, deep in thought.

A man with light brown hair and bright blue eyes came up to Harry. "There has been another one, sir."

"Where?" Harry asked, he had no need to ask what because he knew what already. It was obvious.

"Small suburb in Kent," he said.

"Coming, Ginny?" Harry asked.

Ginny shook her head, "no thanks, I have a pile of ironing to do at home and for once I think I'd rather do the ironing." She disappeared, probably to go pick Lauren and James back from the day-care at the Ministry.

Ron and Harry were gone in a flash, nothing said, just done.

They both arrived and saw that lots of the other police had too. This time it wasn't muggles, this time it was three witches.

"Names?" Ron asked a witch who had come to see what happened just outside her home.

"Leslie Quinn, Victoria Wilson and Susan Fate," she answered. She must have spoken to some of the Auror's around here.

She grabbed Harry's arm, tightly. "You have to make it stop."

He was looking into her eyes; she looked disturbed by what was happening.

"She; Leslie Quinn, was my sister. You have to stop him, Harry."

Harry nodded, "I will, I know where they are," he told her.

Ron looked at Harry, "why was he telling this person he knew where they were?" he thought.

She went back into her house after hugging Harry.

When he saw the look on Ron's face he told him not to worry. He did know where they were, it would all be in the note. But he had already figured it; it was obvious, well maybe it was obvious if you had lost your mother. And Harry had, so he knew exactly where he was heading.

When the witch had hugged Harry she had shoved a piece of parchment into his pocket. She had whispered, "find him, please."

The last one wasn't my fault, Bellatrix did it. This one was, I knew Victoria Wilson, my mother was her godmother. I don't know why I killed her, maybe because she didn't look that upset that my mother had died. She didn't come to her funeral either. Most people didn't, they were all dead or in Azkaban.

The next place I'm going is special. I might see you there, if you can catch me in time.

Harry knew it; he knew exactly where Draco was going. It was a good feeling to know where he was going. He was going to catch him.

He rounded up a bunch of Auror's and told them where he was heading. They said they would leave just as soon as they cleaned up the street and finished up around this street.

Ginny was at home, cleaning up, she had finished ironing. So she had started to wipe down the bench. Lauren started crying, which was odd because she was nearly twelve months old.

"Hermione!" Ginny said, when she saw a girl in her living room.

"Yeah, sorry about that, she still isn't used to that is she?"

"No," Ginny said, "what do you want?"

"Oh, yeah it's about Lavender and Dean. I tried to call them and they weren't there, and I've been calling all the time for ages."

"And . . .?" Ginny asked, wondering what this was leading to.

"Well I'm afraid that, you know, with Malfoy around, something might have happened to them," she said.

Ginny and Hermione apparated just as soon as they dropped off their children at Mrs. Weasley's.

Harry and Ron were still at Kent, trying to figure out when they were actually going to get there and capture Malfoy.

"We think something's happened to Lavender and Dean," Hermione said quickly, after saying hello to everyone.

Harry nodded, "any information you can give us, like where, when, who?"

"Umm. . . no, they might be at their house," Hermione suggested.

"Ron, can you go with Hermione and check out their house, Ginny you can go too if you want and I'll stay here incase they finish," Harry said.

"Right," said Ron, puffing out his chest. They all disapparated and left Harry there, to look over what the Auror's were doing.

Hermione unlocked the door to where Lavender and Dean lived, but not before they knocked for a while to see if anyone would answer the door.

They all crept in, peeping around corners before they walked around them. It was when they got to the study that they were shocked.

Lavender was up, sitting on an arm chair, staring at the floor. That wasn't the bad part though, the reason she was staring at the floor was because Dean was lying on it, dead.

"When did this happen?" Ginny asked softly.

Lavender still stared at Dean, but answered just as softly, "just yesterday."

"Who did it, Lav?" Hermione asked.

Lavender shook her head and took her eyes off Dean, "Malfoy and his little gang."

Ron disappeared and went back to tell Harry what happened and Hermione and Ginny comforted Lavender, while they waited for Ron to come back with some more people to help get Dean out of the room.

When Harry heard, he ordered people to go and help Ginny and Hermione while he went and took on Malfoy. When Ron heard this he decided to go with Harry. He had to. This was the big criminal, and he didn't think he could stand looking at another dead person's body again.

Malfoy stood in his mother's boudoir, the place where she had died. He hadn't been back to the Malfoy Mansion since his mother died.

He sat down on one of her old chairs. It creaked slightly and Draco stared at one of the pictures in front of him.

The picture was of him and Padma at their wedding. Men weren't allowed in her boudoir, so she could have whatever picture she wanted in here and her husband couldn't tell her to take it down. That's probably why she spent so much time in their.

He had come alone; Bellatrix and the rest of them were downstairs ready to fight off anyone who came here, not that anyone would. No one had come here for years. Which was good, he didn't want people to come and ruin this place. It was his home.

He heard, from downstairs the door creak open and the sound of Potter and Weasley come in.

"How did you know he was going to come here?" Ron asked.

"All kids return to their mother's grave if they died, I did when I was seventeen," Harry said.

Draco didn't know why he didn't run, on second thoughts, he did. Now was his chance to get revenge on his mothers death, and he wasn't going to give up that chance for anything.

Ok, two more chapter to go till the end. Maybe their might be a third. I'm not really sure, I might know by my next update.

Thanks again to all my reviewers.