'Are we visiting that man again, Uncle Harry?'

Harry nodded as he slid on his coat. It was the next day and all morning Hermione was making excuses for Jordan not to go, such as 'he'll miss his favourite TV show' or 'after the nightmare, this could be bad for him, and I'd rather take him to a therapist'.

But after Harry left a photo he had of himself, Hermione and Ron in Hogwarts on the kitchen table, she seemed to shut up. Harry also took the time to teach Jordan the question he wanted Malfoy to answer. I just hope it works, Harry heavily.

Hermione came downstairs and said one final time, 'are you sure this is a good idea?'

Harry nodded, pushing her towards the door, 'as you said before, it could help us find Ron.' They waved goodbye to Adam, who was waiting for detective Garrison to arrive.

Harry took the passenger seat in Hermione's car, buckled his seatbelt and leaned his head back. He stayed like that till they arrived at the hospital. Jordan hung to his mothers hand as Harry led them in. the same receptionist was at the desk. She was talking to someone so when her eyes landed on Harry she simply pointed to Malfoy's key on the wall and said 'you should know your way by now,' and continued talking. Harry got the keys and made for the lift.

'My goodness!' Hermione gasped, 'security is terrible here!'

'Don't complain, just keep walking…' Harry muttered. They reached Malfoys room quite easily. Hermione stopped Harry as he went for the door handle.

'Maybe we shouldn't…' she said, chewing her bottom lip.

Harry sighed roughly, 'look, I'll go and see him first, I'll call you in when I know he's not going to try anything.' After nodding, Hermione allowed Harry to go in.

Harry stepped inside, into the darkness and closed the door behind him. Once again, he stood alone. Even though he knew Hermione was right next door, he couldn't shift the usual tightness in his body.

'Why, if it isn't my favourite little scar head…'

'Malfoy,' Harry nodded into black.

The voice crept closed like a leopard to its prey. 'A little…nervous on this visit, Harry?'

Harry shook his head knowing even though he couldn't see Malfoy, Malfoy could see him. 'Not as much as the last times,' he lied.

'Hmm, I don't believe you…'

Harry could now see faintly, he looked around and could see Malfoy sitting on the floor in the far corner, his head leaning against the wall. 'This is my third time here, so why would I be more nervous now?' Harry said, walking to the left, so he and Malfoy were diagonal.

'After last time…' Malfoy smirked evilly, he stood up quickly making Harry jump in alarm, this only made Malfoy laugh, 'You know, I'm beginning to like your visits, Potter, no teachers or anyone to stop me frightening you to death…'

'Well, that makes one of us,' Harry snarled. Malfoy's smile faded as if just seeing who Harry was. He stared for a moment. Suddenly his eyes lit up. 'Is the boy here? You promised he'd come, is he here?'

Harry nodded, making the Slytherin even more excited. 'But Malfoy, if you want me to bring him in you have to agree to some ground rules. Malfoy grin faltered slightly. 'Do not touch him unless he says you can.' Malfoy nodded, 'Also, his mothers here so please be polite to her, thank her for allowing Jordan to come because she didn't want you to see him.' Malfoy nodded again. 'And one last thing,' Malfoy could tell Harry was getting worried. 'If you hurt Jordan in any way, I swear I will kill you.' Malfoy smirked a little. Harry wondered if it was because Malfoy had no intention to hurt Jordan or maybe Malfoy thought Harry wouldn't do anything either way.

Slowly, Harry opened the door and beckoned the others in. Hermione came in first, looking positively terrified. Jordan followed. He had no problem adjusting to the light change, as even when the door closed he stared directly into Malfoy's eyes. Malfoy, however, was looking at Hermione who was blind at that moment. 'Mudblood?'

Hermione's eyes widened as she heard approaching footsteps, she prayed it was Harry. But it wasn't, after a few seconds, Hermione could now see him. For the first time in all these years she was yet again facing the boy who had made a part of her school-life a misery.

'Malfoy,' Hermione sniffed.

Malfoy gave a look of disbelief before smiling an insane smile, of which Harry was growing used to after the last few days. 'Jordan looks like me.' Malfoy stated, as if in court.

Hermione's nose wrinkled. 'No he doesn't, for one reason, he's good looking.'

Harry held back his laughter by coughing slightly. Malfoy, on the other hand, started giggling. His eyes looked cheerful and his smile widened. 'I suppose that's your opinion…' he turned to Jordan. Taking a few steps forward, he heard Hermione move behind him, as if to block him from going further.

'Malfoy…' Harry warned. Malfoy stopped remembering the rules. He had to ask Jordan if he could compare hair colours. Harry could sense the blonde's confusion so he did it for him.

'Jordan?' Harry said. The boy looked at him. 'Will you sit with Draco?' he pointed to Malfoy. Jordan took a moment before nodding. He took Malfoy's hand and sat at the wall. Beside him, Harry saw Hermione looking anxious. 'It's ok…' he assured her, holding her shoulders.

'Um, Draco, is it?' Jordan said. Malfoy stopped examining Jordan's thumb and looked at him. Jordan glanced at his uncle and remembered the question he was to ask. 'What happened to your home after you came here?'

Now it was Draco's turn to glance at Harry. 'It went to a couple of old family friends…'

'Who?'

'…Nott and Zabani…'

'Theodore and Blaise's parents?' Hermione blurted out. Harry made to ask how she could remember the names of so long ago, but Malfoy continued by chuckling.

'No, no, not as complicated, no, no, no, no, no, no, nononononono…just Blaise and Theodore.'

'Old friends?'

Malfoy went back to picking at Jordan's arm. Harry gave the child a pleading look and so Jordan asking nervously, 'won't you tell them?'

Malfoy sighed and answered, 'I was never friendly with Nott…Blaise was alright…bit boring though…like Granger…'

Hermione, once again, spoke out without meaning to, 'That's Mrs Theodore now!'

Malfoy's head snapped up. 'You married Nott!'

'Um, no…'

'Oh, that's good then…'

Eager to find out more, Harry interrupted. 'So, if you didn't like them, why did you leave them your possessions?'

'Time…

'Time?'

'Yes, Potter, time, I was taken away before I changed the will…stupid father…'

'I heard you talk to your father the other day, in my dream, didn't I Uncle Harry?'

'What?' Hermione cried, this was the first she heard of this.

Harry ignored her, 'Yeah, Malfoy, what was that abo-'

CLANG! CLANG!

The cell door opened and the guard appeared. 'Time up.' Hermione slowly walked to the door, her mind puzzling over what to do. Draco stared after them as he was left alone once again. Outside in the hall, the guard had retreated to another room, obviously thinking the visitors would be leaving. Of course, Harry made his way to the lift but Hermione stopped him. 'What is it?'

Hermione looked around. Seeing no security cameras, she walked back to Draco's cell. 'I figured it out.'

'What?' Harry asked, sharing the same confused look as Jordan.

Hermione turned to him and said solemnly, 'We're breaking him out.'

Harry stared. Jordan stared. Harry stared again. 'What?' he said.

Hermione turned to the door. 'Malfoy knows a lot more than we do. We can't just keep coming back here everyday,'

'Look, Herm…your not thinking straight. It's illegal, it's a way to get thrown into jail and it's a way to exit your child's life! Why risk it?'

'For Ron.'

'Hermione, we're no help to Ron if we're in Azkaban, are we? Besides, the cell is locked and we will be spotted coming out of this building!'

'Wrong, on both statements. What is your name?'

Harry was concerned, was his friend ok? 'Harry Potter…'

'Does anyone who works here know that? No. Will the staff here be able to describe us to police? No, the receptionist doesn't put her glasses on and the guard was drunk! And about the cell door…' she put her hand on the cell door, pushed it, and it opened. 'I jinxed it. I told you this place had bad security.'

'So you're busting me out for that Weasel?'

'Shut up, Malfoy,'

'Yeah, for the Weasel.'

'You two Harry.'

'Ouch! That hurt, Mudblood…'

'I won't tell you again, Malfoy.'

Jordan looked with interest as his mother shoved Harry's coat onto Draco. The plan was quite easy to come up with and understand, but no-one was looking forward to doing it. Harry would sty on the lift while Hermione and Draco went past reception. With Harry's coat on, the receptionist would assume Draco was Harry. Draco would have Jordan on his shoulders like a piggy-back to cover his blonde hair. Once the others were outside safely, Harry would walk out. 'She won't notice, she'll think she imagined you leaving, it's a trick of the mind.'

Harry had no doubt she was right. Jordan, who was daydreaming, was suddenly hoisted into the hair and plopped onto Malfoy's shoulders. The lift door opened and Hermione and Draco walked out, leaving Harry, rather cold in his t-shirt, in the lift. Harry waited a full minute before following. Whistling quietly with hands in pockets, Harry strode though reception. The witch at the desk was on the phone again. Her eyes landed on Harry, confusion appearing on her wrinkly face. Harry smiled and waved goodnight as he exited the building. The witch shook her head and went back to gossiping with Barbara.

Outside, Hermione signalled him to hurry into the car where she sat waiting in the drivers' seat. Jordan watched his uncle, beside him Malfoy lay on the floor picking at leather seating. 'Where is he?' Harry asked, sitting in the passenger seat. Before he could get an answer, two hands suddenly gripped his neck. 'AAAGH!'

Malfoy and Jordan laughed, Malfoy removed his hands and Harry threw himself into the back to get his revenge on the blonde duo. Hermione, however, took the third person point of view. They had just got a psycho out of a highly secure hospital. They could now be counted as criminals. Ronald Weasley, Hermione thought, now you know what I'd do for you…

AN. Hiya! Hope you enjoyed it, let me know what your thoughts and feelings are; I want to update all my fics before the end of the week, fingers crossed…