A/N: Ok, Ch. 7 is fini. And I'm rather happy with it. Now, don't expect to get Ch. 8 any time soon, cause this next chappy is going to be tricky. But, I'll try to have it in as soon as possible. Hope you enjoy and don't forget to review.

Jacqueline and Draco had been walking for some time now, neither uttering a word. They were walking; still in the dark hallway which kept descending down into the ground. Finally, Draco couldn't contain himself.

"Where are we?"

"In a passage that will soon lead us…" Jacqueline hesitated a bit. Draco gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, letting her know that where ever they were, he trusted her. She took a deep breath, "This passage leads to the Chamber of Secrets."

Draco flinched a bit, but didn't seem the least bit surprised. After a few minutes, he said, "Maybe we should head back."

"We can't do that," replied Jacqueline. "We'll get lost."

Draco's face showed confusion.

"See, once you enter this passage, you have to keep on going. If you turn back, you would find that the path has shifted. Only two people in all history know their through the Chamber perfectly."

"Salazar Slytherin and …" said Draco.

"and Voldemort," said Jacqueline coldly.

They kept on walking, but the more they did, the colder it became and soon enough, Jacqueline put her arm through Draco's in order to get warmer. After another minute they came to a door with a rim in a shape of a snake. Jacqueline said something again in Parseltounge and the door opened slowly. They headed through it and found themselves looking at a room with a passage on their left and another door on the right. Jacqueline began to go to the passage on the left while Draco went up to the door.

When Jacqueline noticed that he wasn't following her she turned around to see him staring at the door, which had a snake's head on it.

"Draco," she called.

He didn't answer. "Draco," she mumbled in frustration and walked up to him.

"Can you…?" Draco began.

She raised her eyebrows at him.

"I just want to…"

Jacqueline didn't let him finish his sentence, Jacqueline proceeded with a small hiss and the door opened. They went up to it and climbed down the ladder. When they turned around a magnificent hall opened up in front of them. There was a marble floor with a line of serpents on either side of them. In front of them was the dead Basilisk. Draco looked around in wonder at the chamber and with dread upon the Basilisk.

"Potter had to fight that thing," said Draco with disgust and disbelief, making his way to it.

Jacqueline nodded. "Jealous," she teased.

"No way," he said. Then he transferred his gaze from it and looked around him yet again.

While Draco looked around in wonder, Jacqueline sat down and leaned against the Basilisk. Draco noticed her quietness and ventured over to her. He made sure to sit away from the Basilisk. Draco looked at Jacqueline who sat across from him head slightly bowed eyes starring down at her lap. They just were in their own thoughts.

Should I tell him?

Jacqueline was fighting a battle between herself while Draco openly stared at her.

How much effect life had on her. How she's changed. Locked within herself. No one to go to for the past ten years; not a friend and no one to love her. I can relate though, having something always expected of you, not able to make a mistake without punishment.

Draco looked at her. Jacqueline's eyes were closed tightly as if trying to block something out or forget something.

I have to tell him. After so much time he deserves to be able to trust me as I him. I can't hide anything from him.

She opened her eyes and locked them with his, with notion to speak.

How striking he is. Those eyes. Oh, those breathtaking icy blue eyes. I could get lost in them.

Not removing her eyes from his, she went over his hair out with side vision, wondering how it would feel if she ran her fingers through them.

"Wanna tell me what's wrong," Draco said softly, breaking the silence.

Jacqueline went stiff for a moment, then calmed. She gathered her thoughts again, for they seemed to disappear once he spoke. She looked at him with a gaze that was full anticipation. "Promise me one thing though."

"What?" he asked, unsure what to expect.

She eyed him, "Promise me not to think any less of me or my godfather."

Draco looked at her as thought she was crazy. "I will never think any less of you," he said gently.

She eyed him coldly.

"Or your godfather," he added, with a curse word under his nose.

"Well, my godfather is tired of waiting around. After the mishap in the Ministry two years ago, he has been very, very, unhappy. So after some time, he decided to trust me to send me here with a mission."

"Which is?" Draco asked.

"I can't tell you unless he says it's ok," replied Jacqui. "So far, I haven't been doing a very good job and on top of it all he hasn't written me. I fear what his wrath will unleash upon me during the summer." " If only I had my pendant," she whispered.

"Oh," said Draco, remembering something. He reached inside his robes and pulled out a chain. He placed it in her hands. She looked at it with wide eyes. "How did you…?"

"When you were in the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey made me take it off, for she was busy. So instead of putting it by your bed side, I pocket it."

"Why?" asked Jacqueline, fastening the pendant around her neck.

"I'm not sure. It reminded me of the one my parents gave you and I couldn't believe that you were you," he said giving her a questioning look.

Jacqueline nodded. She then stood up and Draco followed suit.

"If we leave now, we'll be able to avoid detention. I don't think its dark out yet," she said.

Draco nodded and looked over the chamber again.

"That snake's head," started Jacqueline, pointing at one of the snakes, "will lead us to the Room of Requirement."

"How do you know all this?"

"My pendant will have a map appear of the place you're in if you press this side of it."

With that, they left the Chamber.