Draca sat there in front of her parents spilling to them false information. Every now and then Sango would add in things to make it look like he went through a hard time too. Hermione's eyes got more teary every second and soon tears were rolling softly down her cheeks. Draco sat there, just listening.

"And the most vivid memory was about Narcissa… my grandmother, your mother, dad." Draca said, her eyes filled with tears.

"What about my mother?" Draco asked.

"How, you killed Lucius, how you killed my grandfather, your dad." Draca told him and Draco became still and silent.

"Your father did what he had to, Draca, if not your grandfather would have killed his own son." Hermione told Draca feeling sympathy for Draco at that moment.

"Go get some rest you two, and yes, you have my permission to stay in the same quarters. Only because I want you to protect her Sango." Draco said, and Draca left with Sango leaving Hermione and Draco alone.

Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco, "Love, are you all right?"

"Of course," Draco replied softly, turning his head and placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Our daughter has returned to us safely and opened up to us… of course I'm all right."

This made Hermione smile widely and agreed with him entirely.

However, in Sango's bedroom Draca and Sango had become filled with smiles once more. They had forgotten how everyone around here was upset and felt bad for them. They didn't care at the moment about anyone but themselves and how wonderful it was to be together once more.

Sango stood there, his shirt off so it revealed his beautiful firm and well toned stomach and chest. His pants down upon his lower waist, and his eyes set on hers with such a smile

Draco then asked a question that changed the sense of the room, "Why haven't you asked me if we were really on Tom's side?"

Sango's smile disappeared, "Why do you ask me such a question?"

Draca felt nervous then, "Because, you were never dark and I hope you didn't think I was completely. I mean, I'm happy. I just want to know."

"Kitten," Sango said her pet name so beautiful and smoothly, "I never asked that because I didn't want to take a chance of you hating me, but now that I know you wont then are we really on Tom's side?"

Draca sighed, "I don't know… are we?"

A silence grew between them; it seemed like they were testing each other, to see who would crack open first.

Sango's eyes never left hers, "Does it matter?"

"What?" Draca asked, now very confused.

"Does it matter what side we're on as long as we're together?" Sango explained, and her face lit up. She wanted to hear words like this, and he immediately caught her lips with his.

He was drowning in her kiss, as she was his, it seemed that love had possessed them and turned them pure again. Their hearts once again beating as one, they sweetly and gently caressed each other and soon fell in one another's arms, exhausted.

The next morning they found a letter that had been shoved under Sango's door. He opened it and read aloud:

Mr. Devicon and Mss. Malfoy,

As soon as you get this report to the Potions Classroom…

Signed,

HP

Sango and Draca both walked down the dungeons stone steps and pushed open the Potions classroom door. They stepped inside and the door shut behind them.

Standing before them were three people, on the left Alastor Moody with his wand out and to his side, on the right Ronald Weasley with a cross look and his wand out and to his side, and in the middle was the famous Harry Potter with his wand out and to his side.

"We need to talk." Harry said firmly with fire in his eyes, "And will do it here and now."

Sango and Draca sat down and Harry sat down across from them. Ron and Moody stood on either side of Harry.

"Ok, I'm just going to say it," Harry began, "Show me your arms… now!"

With that Sango and Draca didn't argue, they were going to see one way or another. They pulled up their sleeves and both revealed the Dark Mark printed on their arm.

"Ok, Moody, please give Draca a drink." Harry said and soon Draca's jaw was being forced open as Moody poured such liquid in her mouth that tasted horrifying.

"Now, Ron?" Harry said in a low voice.

"IMPERIO!" Ron shouted at Sango, putting him under a strong curse. "Stay quiet and stay still." Ron ordered Sango.

"Now, Draca, are you so loyal to the Dark Lord?" Harry asked her, wanting the truth.

"Maybe." She said trying to fight off the potion.

"Why do you want to serve him?"

"I did it to save Sango, and then Tom came back and he said such soft things to me and yet threats which will haunt my dreams forever." Draca said, tears in her eyes.

"Are you really in love with Sango?"

"Yes," There was no question about it.

The potion wore off and Ron lifted the curse from Sango.

"Now, I'll make you a deal…" Harry told her his eyes now soft. "You two become spies for me and the Order and you'll be forgiven and will have a happy life with each other when the war is over. If you two really love each other as much as you say you do… then"

"Harry," A voice from the shadows came and then as they walked out from a dark corner you could see Draco Malfoy. "Give the potion to the boy now and have him asked the same questions…"

"What, why?" Harry asked, somewhat confused.

"I want to see if you really is on our side or is playing with us and my daughter." Draco replied, giving good reason.

Harry nodded at Moody and soon the same liquid was going down Sango's throat and the spell took over him.

"Now, Sango," Draco began at him slyly, "Do you even really love my daughter the way she loves you? Are you even with us? Were you ever with us? Answer me boy!"

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Sorry you guys, I have to leave you here. I have to go to bed, it's like midnight here and I have so much to do tomorrow. Please review and tell me what you thought of it! I'll try my hardest to update tomorrow!

Yours Truly,

Nikkie (BlueEyedFairy)