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A/N: I'm not good with romance, but attempted it for the people out there who requested it. I bit of Shika/Temari and Harry/Hermione. Also, I'm doing a duo author fic with grandmasterpie. He/She (pathetic huh? I dunno what gender they are) did the first chap. It's called Harry Potter and the Rookie Nine or something like that. Hang on, I need to go read it after I post this...Oh yeah, this is my last chapter before I go to school, I don't know when I'll be updating again...sigh.

Chapter Five

She was lying on a bed with her head wrapped in bandages. Although awake, she didn't look that well at all. "Hey," she grinned lightly, then flinched as if it hurt her to talk.

"Who did this to you?" Shikamaru demanded.

"Aww, is the lazy genius wowwied about his wittle gwilfwiend?" Naruto teased.

Shikamaru reddened. "Naruto! She's not my...you-know-what!"

"Oh, really?"

"Really!"

"Then why are you so determined to deny it? If you really didn't have any feelings for her then you wouldn't -"

"Neji! You're not helping! And you never bothered with this business before so don't get involved now!" Shikamaru breathed out a stream of smoke through his nose and replaced his anger with a mask of indifference. "So, how are you, Temari?"

She smirked. "As great as I could be," she rasped out.

"She got hit with those weird thing those people use. Took a lot out of her," Kankuro explained.

"Oh."

Meanwhile, Harry was busy trying to pull Hermione off him while she worriedly explained everything that happened with Ron and her while he was away. Naruto noticed this and walked over.

"So, Harry, who is this beautiful, young lady?" he asked.

Hermione blushed.

"She's a friend of mine," Harry said defensively.

"May I have the pleasure of knowing your name," Naruto asked.

"I-I'm Hermione Granger."

"Naruto!" Neji bellowed.

He jumped. "Uh oh."

Neji stood in front of him, giving him his best death glare. "Are you trying to two-time my cousin?"

"O-of course not. I was only asking this lovely lady here her - OW!" Naruto nursed his head.

"Excuse us," Neji dragged Naruto out of the infirmary by his collar.

Harry winced as they heard Neji beat Naruto's stuffing out of him.

"So, is everyone all right?" he asked Hermione.

"Yeah, no one had any serious injuries, except for the Death Eaters that is."

"What's Malfoy doing here?" Ron's face showed his disgust as he saw the blond trying his best not to squirm as Dumbledore interrogated him.

"He's the one who let the Death Eaters in."

"Then why the hell is he here? We should give him to that gourd guy, Gaara, to beat up."

"Dunno, I think Dumbledore's going to hide him."

"You think Dumbledore's gone loony? I mean, if he really did bring in the Death Eaters, he should be thrown in Azkaban or something."

"Ron, I'm sure Professor Dumbledore has his reasons," Hermione defended.

"Hermione, you think a teacher can do no wrong."

"They can. Wait until I tell you about what happened to Snape." Harry said.

The shinobi, not including Neji and Naruto, looked up as Dumbledore approached him with Malfoy tailing.

"I was wondering, if you could spare any ideas. You see, we need to convince everyone that this boy here is dead, and -"

"Our team was sent only to protect you on your journey. Now that it is over, we will be leaving," Shikamaru interrupted.

"As will ours," Gaara agreed.

"Yes, I realize that, but I don't doubt that your Hokage and Kazekage would mind if I request your assistance for a while longer if I...let's say double your pay? Yes, I shall ask them right now," Dumbledore took out a parchment of paper and scribbled something. He waved his wand and a copy was made. "Fawkes." The phoenix appeared as its name was called. "Please deliver this message to the Hokage and the Kazekage and arrive with their reply."

Shikamaru groaned. That greedy, old woman would agree to whatever he asked for sure if he doubled the pay.

Tsunade jerked awake as she let out a large sneeze. 'Must be the dust from all these papers.' She yawned. 'My ANBU team should be returning soon. I have the perfect mission for them.' A devious grin spread across her face. After this mission, they could take a trip out to snow country for a week or so and freeze while guarding a few fisherman. Ah, she love torturing that team.

A burst of fire suddenly appeared and a note was seen. Tsunade quickly skimmed it. Her eyes widened. 'Double pay? The others don't need to know about it, I can just keep the other half to myself...' The sound of slot machines rang in her ears. Chaching chaching. Furiously, she rose up. "HELL YA!" and scribbled exactly what she said on the note.

Dumbledore didn't know whether to frown or smile as he received the second note. Youngsters these days...such profanity. He turned back to the shinobi.

"Your leaders have agreed to lend me your service. Now, I need your team, Mr. Nara, to head to Narcissa Black's home and bring her here. You will be going by way of portkey. The other team will stay here and help think of a way to make Draco's death believable."

"Let me fill the details to the rest of my team," Shikamaru headed out.

Kankuro looked at the blond. "He could have gotten killed in the crossfire."

Temari rolled her eyes at her brother's stupidity. "No body," her voice was still a bit thin.

"We could use Henge no Jutsu to cover someone else's."

"They might examine the bodies and find out it's not really him." Gaara said.

"Very well, I leave the details up to you, as I am sure you are very experienced in this line of work. Now I must meet with my staff and discuss tonight's happenings." Dumbledore took his leave.

"Professor!" Harry called.

Dumbledore stopped. "Yes, Harry?"

"I'd like to go with Shikamaru and them."

"I can't allow you to do that Harry, it could be dangerous."

"But, Professor, they need someone to be able to bring them back right? I can reverse the portkey when they're done. Please, Professor, I won't get hurt. The guards are very reliable, you saw so yourself. And besides, it may take more that strangers to convince Malfoy's mother, I could do it," he persuaded.

"You and Draco have not been on the best of terms, are you sure?" Dumbledore frowned.

"Yes."

"Very well then."

"Thank you, sir," Harry mentally patted himself on his back and headed to the three ANBU. "I'm going to go with you so we can reverse the portkey and take you back."

"Dumbledore-san allowed you to?" asked Shikamaru.

"Yes."

"Let's go then, where is this portkey?"

Narcissa anxiously sat on one of the numerous couches in the living room of the manor. The tight, creamy leather was wrinkled from her nervousness. In her hands, a dainty, silk handkerchief was wrung around and twisted until it was crumpled and filled with creases. Her usually fair and calm complexion was twisted from worry. A slender wand rested on her lap, ready for any threat, just in case.

Tonight was the night. Her son was to kill the old fool Dumbledore. How could he do it? He would die for sure. No, Severus promised. He made and Unbreakable Vow, but nevertheless, she could not stop from worrying about her only child.

A sudden noise stole her attention. It sounded as if it came from behind her...She quickly discarded her handkerchief and took her wand. Had she been anyone else, she would have hid behind where she just sat and crawled to spy on the intruders, but she was not anyone else. She was a member of the noble Black family and the wife of Lucius Malfoy. It would be beneath her to crawl on the floor like a common servant. She straightened herself and stood tall, burying her fears and worries for the moment.

"Who's there? Show yourself," her wand was out and she was ready to Avara Kedavra anyone she saw.

"Mrs. Malfoy? We're not here to fight, I swear," the form of that brat Harry Potter showed himself, along with three other strangely dressed people.

Narcissa narrowed her eyes. "What are you doing in my house? You should be aware that you are trespassing on private property. Give me a good reason why I shouldn't kill the four of you where you stand." She heard a snort come from one of the three strangers. Most likely the blond. What atrocious manners they had. Her wand was kept pointed at them.

Harry could feel his wand at his fingertips. He was ready to grasp it if anything happened. He wouldn't put anything past Malfoy's mother. After all, if not from her, who else would he get his behavior from?

"It's Professor Dumbledore, he told us to come and fetch you."

Narcissa felt the color drain from her face. A slight dizziness swept over her. If Dumbledore was still alive...then... Her wand shook as she thought about what could have happened. The initial fear she buried came back full force. But no, Severus had promised. He swore. He couldn't go back on the Vow. The images of the four children in front of her blurred and was replaced with fantasies of what had happened to her child. He could be dead, or captured. The people, they may be here to bargain with her. But what would they want?

The three shinobi sensed her sudden wariness. Shikamaru took a step forward. "Are you feeling well?"

His voice brought her back to the real world. She glared at them and straightened her back. "And what does that old coot want me for?"

Harry seethed with anger. How dare she call Professor Dumbledore that. "Don't call him that! He wants you to go to Hogwarts so you can discuss something with him."

"And what would I want to discuss with him?" she countered. It suddenly occurred to her how indignant it looked to be arguing with a sixteen year-old. "I suggest you leave before I kill you right now."

"Our orders were to bring you to Hogwarts," Shikamaru said.

She threw her most intimidating glare at him, and was angered when he did not show any emotion. Then again, she wouldn't be able to see anyway with that mask on his face.

"You are not meaning, that you will force me to go back, are you?" she pressed her lips together and formed a grim smile. "Because, I will not be-"

"Mrs. Malfoy, Professor Dumbledore wants-" Harry shouted out, irritated at her.

"Do Not -"

"- you to go to Hogwarts -"

"Interrupt-"

"- TO TALK ABOUT WHAT YOU AND YOUR SON WILL DO!"

Narcissa stiffened. The 'me' was lost on her lips. Any furiousness she had felt had drifted and was replaced with shock and confusion.

"What do you mean, 'what will we do'?" she spoke in a dangerously low voice.

"Well, Malfoy let all those Death Eaters in and everything, and now Voldemort's going to hunt him, and you down because Professor Dumbledore's still alive, right?"

She flinched when he said the name. "Why would I need to hide? I'm safe enough right here."

"I don't know what delusion you're living in, but it certainly has got you fooled! In case you haven't noticed, we got in perfectly fine, without your knowledge. What's to prevent a few of your little Death Eater friends from apparating here and finishing you off?"

As much as she hated to admit it, if what the boy said was true, then she was in danger. But was this real? Or was it a trick of the crack pot fool to get her to go to Hogwarts where he could easily do away with her? Somehow, she didn't think he could do that.

"Very well, I will go to Hogwarts and speak to that senile, old fool, but be warned. If things are not to my liking, I'm leaving."

Harry tried his best to ignore her comment about Dumbledore. "Okay, then, let's go."

"Not yet," Neji said.

"What now?" Narcissa asked, annoyed.

"We need it to make like we killed you."

The three shinobi went around the room knocking down various items and messing up the rugs.

"Not that!" Narcissa cried. "That is a family heirloom!"

"Sorry, too late." A loud crash echoed, as Naruto pushed an ancient looking vase over. His face was plastered with a large grin.

Narcissa let out a cry of dismay as the shinobi did their work. "Let's just go now!"

Shikamaru observed the now disorganized room and nodded. "Okay."

Harry took out a large quill, the portkey they had used and tapped it with his wand. "That should take us back."

They touched it and were transported to the large front gates of Hogwarts.

"Everyone's probably at the infirmary," Harry said.

The five headed to their destination in silence. When they arrived, they heard a something going on inside. Harry knocked on the door. Hermione opened it and gestured them in.

Narcissa let out a cry of dismay. In the air was a head. The pale face and platinum-blond hair was unmistakable. A trail of blood was hanging from it. It was too much. Her son's head was hanging right there before her eyes. She fainted.