Well, didn't really find much time for this chapter, but I told you I'd update, so I had to find the time.

Thanks for everyone who reviewed last chapter, it really made my day.

Special thanks to prongysgal, as you gave me quite a few good ideas.

Alright, I'll get on with it.

Chapter 12

Hermione's Plan

Harry came home and fell onto the couch, very stressed. He was now really mad. He could not believe all this was happening.

"How could this happen, it's not like I even pressed charges. I know he didn't do it." Harry said to himself.

"Did he get arrested?" Hermione asked, overhearing him.

"Yeah," Harry said disappointedly. "We have to get him out; I know he didn't do it."

Hermione thought for about a minute, and then a light bulb appeared over her head.

"Alright, come on." She commanded.

"What?"

"You said you wanted to get him out."

"Of course, but how?"

"Come on, I have an idea."

"How are you going to get Draco out? His dad?" Harry asked. They were both sitting in a car, Hermione driving. Harry was still clueless as to what they were doing or where they were going.

"No, that's no way Lucious would get him out, not with what he did for us. Not since he helped us kill Voldemort."

"Is he still in Azkaban?"

"I don't know." Hermione answered.

"So what else could we do, go back in time?"

"No, that would be a waste of time. Plus, how could we change the minister's mind. We can't."

"We'll what if we use the time turner to go back in time and watch who tired to hurt me." Harry commented.

"Besides that fact that we would still have to go a far way back in time, I still don't think it would work. Even if we did go back in time, what are we going to do, stand there and watch? When we come back, we tell the minister and he won't possibly believe us. You know that and I know that. For all he would now, you were knocked out, and I was somewhere eating."

"What are we going to do then?"

"I've got an idea. Come on, we're here."

Hermione parked the car and got out. Harry slowly followed, having no idea what they were doing at the Ministry of Magic. Hermione walked around the telephone booth. Both her and Harry stepped in and she dialed the numbers. A small voice asked them to state their business. Hermione stated vaguely that they were aurors, even though that wasn't exactly what they were doing there. The telephone threw out two badges, which the two put on just like every other day. They were then flung down into the ground down towards the Ministry of Magic.

When they got in, they walked right past the atrium, as they didn't need to get there wands inspected, because they worked there.

"What floor is the Minister on?" Hermione asked Harry.

"First, why?"

"Come on," Hermione commanded.

Hermione started walking in a real fast pace, almost a jog. Harry followed her, but stayed a little behind and let her lead, since she knew what he was doing. Hermione got into an elevator, and quickly pressed the button for the first floor.

Ding

They had arrived. When the door opened, Hermione ran out. She was still walking really fast and was obviously in a hurry for whatever she was planning. Harry this time stayed closer to her. Harry, made it up with her, but let her go into the minister's office first when they got there. Harry ran right in after her, lost. Hermione had to have had a good idea, or else she wouldn't have just barged in like that. He could tell by the look on her face that she knew exactly what she was doing, like she always did.

"Excuse me?" the minister asked, unsure of why she just ran into his office. "Mrs. Potter?"

"You little jerk. Putting innocent people into Azkaban like that." Hermione said very roughly. The tone of her voice calmed Harry down; she obviously knew what she was doing and knew they weren't going to lose their job over it. She then slid her hand in her pocket. By doing this, Harry knew exactly what she was doing. Harry clutched his wand to, incase she needed backup.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Mrs. Potter."

"You know exactly what I am talking about Rufus." Hermione said sternly. "First you help to find Sirus Black and throw him in jail. He was one of the most innocent men there."

"Sirus Black was NOT inno-"

"Then you threw Stan Shunpike in there, to save your own behind. And now you throw Draco in there, for no reason. You had no evidence that any of these men were guilty, and yet you still locked them up, running there lives."

Rufus Scrimgeouer was now starting to lose his temper, and his patience with her was starting to thin. "You have no reason to say this. I am the Minster therefore-"

"Therefore, you're supposed to make the right decisions for the people, not for yourself. You could lose your job because of this."

"WHAT?"

"Wait till the Prophet gets a hold of this 'Minster gets truthful.' 'Recently, we have learned that the Minister has been throwing innocent people in Azkaban. For all we know, we could be next.'"

"The Prophet would never print that, they're on my side."

"Not for long. The Prophet has been on Harry's side ever since he saved the world." Hermione then turned to Harry. "Why don't you go and find the head of the Daily Prophet so we can get him out like we did Fudge."

Harry nodded his head and turned to leave, finally knowing exactly what Hermione was doing.

"No, no. I'll alert the guards to let Draco out, since you're making me. Just please, don't make me lose my job." The minister pleaded.

The minister got up and all three of them aparated to right outside Azkaban. Azkaban was very dark. The feeling inside was very drafty and cold. A few dementors guarded the doors of Azkaban, giving Harry the chills. The dementors returned to Azkaban shortly after the downfall of Voldemort. Scrimgeouer went over to someone both Harry and Hermione did not know. He was in his mid forty's and light brownish hair. He walked out and led the three down a very long hallway. There were many people locked up in small little spaces. Most of them were lying down, almost dead.

"Here he is," The man said.

He took out his wand and inserted it into something that looked like a muggle lock to Harry and Hermione. He said a weird incantation and the lock lit up blue and burst open. The bars that locked Draco up slowly disappeared. Draco looked at the four of them and slowly risen.

"Mr. Malfoy, you're free to go."

Draco looked very tired and weak. He looked much worn out. His clothes were all messed up and dirty. This all seemed impossible since he was only there for a few hours.

"If that'll be all I can assist you to with, I'll be going." The minister said. He then turned away from them and aparated off.

The older man then escorted the three out, making sure they left.

"Thank you guys," Draco said.

"Just thank Hermione," Harry commented. "I had nothing to do with this."

AN- Well, sorry that was so short. It wasn't suppose to be, but I didn't really have much time this week, even though I only had 3 days of school. I stayed up until almost 2 o'clock last night, just so I could get an update up today.

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I still will try to get an update up next weekend.

Kelly