A/N: Guess what peoples! I've got a 100 reviews! Never in my life did I think I would. batbones you are the 100th reviewer. My editor is proud of me and I'm happy about that. My grandma came home from her vacation today, so I've been busy talking to her. We walked like twice around my fruit farm talking. (2 laps is equivalent to about a mile and a half.) Now, some of you were asking why Jacqueline had to leave so quickly. It was because she was in the same house as Voldemort and if the ministry found out about that then that would mean trouble.

This chappy isn't going to be a cliffy so yall should be happy. This chapter is divided into many parts. So try not to mind that too much… I had a lot of ground to cover. I

superspunky7- I know I was harsh in Ch. 36, but it had to happen that way. You said about her letting him know about the letter, but that would ruin things. I can't let you know how yet. And I will write only when I'll feel like it. I feel drained right now. I'm not surprised about that, 'cause I have been writing for like fourteen days straight.

Now don't forget to review.

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Jacqueline appeared in front of the Malfoy Manor. She knocked on the door and it was opened immediately by Draco. She walked inside and saw the cold face of Lucius and worried face of Narcissa.

"Jacqueline," said Lucius icily. "What happened?"

"She's not herself, Lucius," said Narcissa. She led Jacqui to the living room. Jacqui sat down and said, "The ministry came. We had only a few seconds to get away." Jacqui scowled.

Narcissa's eyes grew big and she hugged Draco. She turned to her husband with an evil eye, but she didn't say anything. "Here, I'll show you to your room," said Narcissa.

Jacqui followed the woman upstairs to a guest room. It was the same one she used ten years ago. But now, it seemed smaller.

"I figure you hadn't had dinner yet. It will be ready shortly," said Narcissa.

Jacqui nodded and turned to a mirror. Her hair was in disarray and her dress was slightly off. Jacqui changed dresses into a black velvet dress and put on a small locket. After a few moments, someone knocked on her door.

"Yes?" she called out.

Draco walked in and said, "Dinner is ready." Jacqui followed him downstairs.

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"Look at this," said Hermione at breakfast. She showed Ron and Harry a newspaper article.

"Voldemort at Manoir De Riddle."

"Ministry wizards were in time to see Voldemort disappear in the Office of Travis Riddle. Last seen in Madrid, wizards have finally traced Voldemort to London." Hermione put the newspaper down.

"He's here," said Harry softly.

The trio sat in silence thinking.

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After breakfast, Jacqui wandered about the house, until she came to the music room. She eyed the grand piano and slowly advanced to it. Her mind tried not to return to the past. She pulled out the bench and sat down on it. Her hands traveled across the keys. They then settled in a certain position. She began with a slow waltz tempo. It sped up, and soon she came to the main melody. Different variations followed and ten minutes later she hit the final chord. She sighed as her hands fell away from the keyboard.

"You play?" came Draco's voice from behind her.

Jacqui turned around and saw him standing in the doorway. She smiled, "Yes, the memory of you playing for me made me want to study. How long have you been there?"

"Five, six minutes tops." Draco uncrossed his arms and walked up to Jacqui. He sat by her. In turn he began to play. Jacqui was in awe at how wonderful he played now. Jacqui rested her head on his shoulder. Her eyes closed and she listened to Draco.

Narcissa was looking for Draco and followed the sound of music. She came to the music room and saw the pair. Narcissa smiled and thought. Like old times. She left alone.

Draco finished playing and glanced at Jacqueline whose eyes were still closed.

"I have missed your playing," she said finally.

The two spent a few hours on the piano.

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Later that night…

Draco woke up in the middle of the night. He sat up in bed and tried to figure out what was wrong. He put on a bathrobe and headed downstairs into the kitchen to get something to drink. When he went out into the hallway, he heard a small thump. He stopped and listened. He heard it again. He began to follow the sounds and soon he came to Jacqueline's bedroom. Draco opened the door silently and stepped inside. He then saw Jacqueline tossing and turning in bed, muttering something and occasionally hitting the mattress, therefore producing the thump. Draco sat down on the edge of the bed and was about to wake her when he distinguished Jacqui's mumbles.

"No, I don' want to die," she mumbled and turned to another side.

What is she dreaming about?

"Draco," whispered Jacqui through her sleep.

"Yes," he whispered back, not sure if she could hear him.

"Draco, don't leave me," her voice became louder, "I don't want to. No."

"Jacqui," Draco began to try to wake her.

"I don't want to die," she said as she sat up in bed, fully awake. She was breathing heavily with wide eyes. She felt an arm come around her shoulders and she started. She looked to her right to see Draco there with concern playing on his face.

"Draco, you're here," she whispered and hugged him while tears fell down her cheeks.

"It was a dream, nothing more," whispered Draco.

"No, it's a sign. A sign…"

"You are not dying," he said firmly.

"I don't know anything anymore. Everything is so uncertain."

"Here go back to sleep," and he laid her down. Draco then turned to leave.

"No, Draco, don't go," said Jacqui in full alarm. "I can't be alone."

Draco turned around and looked at her. Even though it was dark, he could see her frightened eyes. Whatever she had dreamed, it though roughly scared her. He went over to her and lay down by her and pulled her into a comforting hug. When he did that, Jacqueline burst into tears and buried her face into his chest. After a couple of minutes, she calmed down and just lay there, pressed against him. In some time, she fell into sleep.

After Jacqueline fell asleep, Draco stayed with her for some time to make sure she would be ok. But, when he was about to leave, she began to mumble. Soon enough, her hands began to form fists. In no time at all, she hit Draco square in the chest making him gasp for air.

Damn, she hits hard.

Jacqui began shaking uncontrollably and hit Draco yet again. Through all this he tried to wake her, but she wouldn't. Jacqueline then whispered, "Help," and then she relaxed and in a few seconds, her eyes flickered open to see herself a few inches away from Draco. She hugged him tightly and whispered, "Don't ever leave me."

He nodded and also wondered what her dreams were filled with. Draco kissed her softly and they both fell asleep a few minutes later. The rest of the night was peaceful and Jacqui's dreams weren't worrisome.

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Next morning, Amaryllis woke up. She remembered mostly everything that happened last night; how the ministry came. She then realized that something was behind her. She twisted her head to look back to find Draco there, lying behind her with one of his arms around her waist. Her dream came flooding back. The most horrid thing she had dreamed in the past few years. Amy lay for a minutes, thinking. In a half an hour, she felt Draco shift. She turned around to face him and found that he was awake.

"Mornin'," Draco said sleepily. "How long have you been awake?"

"Not long," she said softly.

Draco tightened his grip around Amaris and brought her closer to him. She in result rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. She felt him draw circles on her lower back.

"What was your dream about?" he then asked.

Amy shifted with agitation. She closed her eyes and shook her head in sign that she didn't want to say anything about it.

"Jacqui," said Draco, softly.

Amaryllis began to turn away from him, "Oh, no you don't," said Draco, stopping her actions.

"You always have it your way, don't you?" asked she, sadly.

"Yes."

"Fine," she said grumpily. Amaris lay still for a moment. "It was the final Quidditch match of the year. It was Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor. The score was a mere 30 points apart, Gryffindor in the lead. Then, Ravenclaw called for a time out. When both teams were off the field, Dumbledore walked onto the filed. In a blink of an eye, he turned into…" her voice shook, "Voldemort."

"That's not ba…"

"I'm not finished," interrupted him Amy.

"Harry, Hermione, Ron, and I rush onto the field. Other people try to follow, but then a shield appears around the field, and the five of us are left alone. That moment blacked out and I see a battle going on between the five of us. Except, it was two against three. I… I… joined him," said Amy, eyes big with horror. "Draco, I joined him. How could I?" and she buried her head into his chest. His arms tightened around her, providing the comfort she clearly needed. She pulled away form him and continued with a heavy voice, "What happened next, I don't really remember. But, some time into the battle, I see a blinding light and I fall onto my knees and then onto my side." Tears were now freely coming down her cheeks. "I died. I don't want to, Draco."

Draco didn't answer for a moment and just held her there. "You are not going to die, not as long as I'm with you."

Amy nodded obediently. She then realized something, "Draco, where are your parents?"

Draco then realized something too. If any one of his parents just entered her room, they would come to a completely incorrect conclusion. "Right," he said. He let go off her and got up from the bed. He kissed her fore head and said, "You're not going anywhere."

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Amaryllis, Draco, and Narcissa ate breakfast together, for Lucius had to go to the Ministry.

"So how do you like Hogwarts, Jacqueline?" asked Narcissa.

Amy looked at her coldly, but felt Draco's gaze on her and she softened a bit, "Please, call me Amaryllis. Well, I haven't been to a public school before. I've been home schooled before. So, it was a big change for me. I like it. I have found new friends and it's like a home to me."

Narcissa nodded understandingly. "What house were you sorted into?"

Amy looked a bit uncomfortable for a moment. "Gryffindor."

Narcissa raised an eyebrow, clearly expecting a different answer.

"By choice," added Amy. "It was part of my mission."

"I see," said Narcissa.

"Otherwise, I would've been in Slytherin."

Narcissa asked a few more questions and then they went into different corners.

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"May I sit?" asked Narcissa, entering the library.

Amy looked up. She was sitting on a lounge chair, in front of the fire place, reading a book.

"It's your home." Amy eyed the woman. It wasn't like her to ask permission for anything, especially in her own home.

"Lucius and I think it would be best if you and Draco return to Hogwarts."

Amy raised an eyebrow knowing that's not what she came for.

"Look, Amy, I know part of you sufferings are because of us…me."

Amaris shut her book with a snap. She said sharply, "What makes you think I'm suffering? I'm perfectly happy."

"We both know that's not true. I'm not the same woman I was ten years ago. I realized how much wrong I have done."

Amy stood up, not wanting to hear. "Mrs. Malfoy," she said, trying to remain polite, "You don't know what you've done by releasing me to Quirell all those years ago. Never would I've imagined that I would once again meet the man that killed my parents and tried to kill me. You don't know what I had to endure in my life, so don't say that you realize how much you have cause." Amy wanted to say that to Narcissa for a long time and now she just snapped.

Narcissa stood up and stared at Amaris, who was composed, except her eyes were about to overflow with tears.

"Amy, please understand, please accept. I'm sorry. I can't explain to you how sorry I am."

Amy looked Narcissa in the eye and saw the genuinely of her words.

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Draco was looking for Amy and was walking past the library. He peered in to see his mother hugging Amy. Silently he left them alone.

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"I would like to thank you," said Narcissa with a soft smile.

"For what?" asked Amy.

"For coming into our lives and for returning to Draco."

Silence.

"May I ask you something?"

"Of course," said Amy, but her eyes narrowed slightly.

"How strong is your friendship, between yourself and Draco?"

Amy was silent, thinking of how to word it. "We are good friends," said Amy. It sounded not quite right or truthful, but it was the best she could come up with; not sure yet herself what her relationship with Draco was.

"I'm happy to hear that he has one good friend."

Amy looked at Narcissa questioningly.

"Well, Pansy and Blaise might be loyal, but their not someone he can be himself with. But with you, I believe, he can say and act in any way, knowing that he doesn't have to be a certain someone."

Amaris nodded.

"All his life, he had to follow in his father's footsteps, never able to stray out on his own."

"I can related," smirked Any.

"But yet, you've turned into your own person. I' just afraid Draco won't be able to brake way in time, to come out of the shadow. Amaris, you have changed him, somehow. When I saw him at the train station, I saw something different in him; a sort of happiness. Thank you for being that in him."

The two women talked for some more time and then Narcissa decided to go to bed. Amy stayed up to read.

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Draco entered the library a few hours after his mother left. He saw Amy laying on the couch. Her right arm was under her head which was on top of a book. She was fast asleep.

He admired her from the doorway.

How beautiful she is.

Jacqueline looked peaceful. Her black hair framed her face and the clip form it laid on the table next to her. She was wearing a deep blue velvet dress with a fairly low cut that was trimmed with gold black lace.

Draco walked up to the sleeping form. He placed the hair clip in once of his pockets and proceeded to pick her up, trying not to wake her. Half way, Jacqui woke up. She moaned sleepily and tightened her old around his neck. At the foot of the stairs, Draco felt her grip loosen and that informed him that she fell back asleep.

Draco placed Jacqueline underneath the covers of her bed and performed a charm that changed her dress into her pj's. Jacqui moaned through her sleep as the tight dress left her and comfort surrounded her. She rolled onto her side and hugged a pillow.

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Narcissa saw how Draco carried the sleeping Jacqueline into her room. He came out shortly with a mile of pure happiness in his face. A tear rolled down Narcissa's cheek. "Please, God, let him be ok," she whispered.