Hey everyone! Okay, thanks everyone for giving me ideas that I can use for my story. And in a way I've fought my writer's block! Thanks to llamagurl and a few others, I got an idea going. So Since I haven't written in a while I just want to give you guys a bit of a summary of what's happened so far:

After baby Jack died everything was getting back on track. Everything was going great, with Hermione (whose new nickname is Mione) getting pregnant, and Ron proposing to her. But then some things start to happen. Mysterious murders of people that work in the ministry start to occur. And now one knows what or whose doing this. But one day during summer holiday, when they take Emma out to Diagon alley for school supplies, everything turns bad. Hermione gets hit with some sot of spell by a mysterious little girl and has to be rushed to St.Mongos' Hospital.

That's basically where we're at now. Well, you all should know that Hermione actually pulls through and everything is fine now. But . . . well . . . I'll let you read it for yourself!

Chapter 20: The Girl and the Writing on the Walls

Hermione laid in the hospital bed asleep, while Ron sat holding her hand happy to know that she was just sleeping now.

"Ron! Come out here!" Harry blurted from outside the room.

Ron looked up suddenly, and jumped out of his chair to see what was wrong. "What?" he asked, once he was in the hall way.

Everyone was standing outside. Harry, Ginny, Fleur, Bill, Molly, Arthur, even the kids were standing out in the hall.

"What's going on?" Ron asked again.

"There was another attack on the ministry." Arthur whispered.

Ron stood and looked around at everybody in shock.

"Yeah. This time they got Margaret Simmons. She works down in the department of mysteries. But they also got her daughter and husband." Harry grieved, hold Ginny's hand tightly around his. Sophie and Charlie and their sides.

"Do they know who it is?" asked Ron, anxiously.

"No, but they think they have a clue. Remember the writing on the last house that got attacked? Well, there was writing on this wall too. But it said something like: My master, my lord, he was great, but I'll be greater." Bill said, with one arm around Fleur's waist. "That's all we've got so far. The ministry is working like crazy to figure out whose doing this." He added.

"The worst part is, that all the victims so far have been killed by the, Advara Kedavara, curse...and we haven't seen that since– " Arthur began, but was cut off by Harry.

"Since I defeated Voldemort." Harry whispered softly.

With that, everyone fell quiet complete silence filled the air among all of them.

"What are we going to do?" Ron asked, finally breaking the magic spell of silence that everyone seemed to be affected by.

"Go down to the ministry and try to help. It's the only thing we can really do right now. Not until we figure out who it is." Arthur told them.

Bill nodded in agreement.

"I can't jut leave Mione alone her now. Ron sighed.

"Come Ron. Ginny Fleur, and Molly can stay with Mione and the kids. We're needed at the ministry." Bill told him.

Ron quickly ran back into the room and kissed Hermione's god-bye; while everyone else said their good-byes as well.

And then, they all apparated to the ministry.

"You think that girl at Florish and Blotts had anything to do with what's been going on?" Sophie asked.

She, Charlie, and Emma were all sitting in the waiting room, while their mom's were in Hermione's room.

"Dunno. I'm not completely sure someone her age could pull off two weird murders– using an unforgivable curse– and get away with it." Emma replied, in a matter-of-factly sort of voice.

"No! Not her personally! But maybe she knows something." Sophie retorted. "She did look a little suspicious." She added.

:"I think she was just some random kid we happened to see. And we were just at the wrong place at the wrong time." Charlie sighed.

Emma giggled. "Well, I just think you're just like your dad Soph. You think everyone's up to something." She smiled.

"Fine. Forget I ever said anything." Sighed Sophia, rolling her eyes. "Just remember I told you. Cause there will come a day when I get to say, 'I told ya so!'" she laughed.

"Whatever Soph. Anyone want to come down with me to get some food?" Charlie asked.

"SURE. IF Sophie will stay silent for a change." Emma beamed.

"Okay, I'll stop! Let's just go get something to eat." Sophie laughed. And they all got up and headed for the food area.

Little did they know, that they'd run into a familiar face . . . and Sophie might get her chance to say . . . 'I told you so'.

(In Hermione's room)

"Are you still sending Emma to Hogwart's?" Molly asked softly.

"Yes. Bill wouldn't have it any other way. He says it'll be safer there. With McGonagall there to look after the kids." Fleur said in a low voice, so as too not wake up Hermione.

"He's right you know. Dumbledore may be gone, but Minerva is the nest best thing." Molly said, giving a feeble smile.

"Yeah." Fleur agreed, taking a side ways glance at Ginny. "Is everything alright Gin?" Fleur asked.

Ginny had been sitting there next to Mione, not saying a word. But she also had the most blank look, anyone could ever have. Her big round eyes were transparent and empty looking. Almost sleepy looking.

"Oh . . . what?" Ginny asked, as if snapping out of a daze.

"Are you alright dear?" Molly asked.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine mum." She sighed.

But of course, despite what she said, there was something wrong. For the past week she's been feeling sick, scarred, and sad. But even Ginny, herself, didn't know what was going on with her.

Just then Hermione began to wake up. Once she was fully awake, Molly and Fleur explained everything that had happened while she was sleeping.

(Food Court with Charlie, Emma, and Sophie)

Sophie sat at the end of the table starring off into nowhere while her food sat in front of her. To everyone else it looked like she was just spacing out, but Sophie knew exactly what she was looking at.

"Hey, Sis. What's wrong?" Charlie asked her.

"Yeah, you haven't touched your food." Emma asked. "And we all know how much you LOVE to eat." She laughed.

Just like her mom, she turned around, seemingly coming out of some sort of trance. "Look, look at that girl standing in line." Sophie whispered.

"Which girl?" Charlie asked. "There's tons of people over there."

"The one with the long blonde hair." Sophie uttered, sounding annoyed.

"I still don't see her." Charlie grumbled.

"Over there you moron!" Emma laughed, turning Charlie's head in the right direction.

The girl had waist length blonde hair. It was so blonde it was almost blinding to look at. But some odd reason, Sophie felt that she had seen it some where before. But she couldn't remember.

"What about her?" both Charlie and Emma asked at the same time, making them both crack up.

"That's the girl from Florish and Bott's. It has to be." Sophie murmured, still concentrating on her, as she moved around to find a table.

"You're paranoid Soph! Just forget about it." Emma groaned, turning back to eat her food.

Sophie didn't say another word, until she noticed the girl was getting up and heading towards the bathroom.

"I'll, um, I'll be right back. I gotta go use the restroom." Sophie said quickly, getting up and rushing into the bathroom.

Before she pushed open the door, she rested her hand on it to, rethinking what she planned to do. The door felt icy cold against her nice warm hands. She nudged the door open slowly and stepped in.

Once inside she looked under each stall and found the one that the girl was in. She tried to stay as quiet as possible.

Then, the toilet flushed, and someone began to open the door. Sophie's heart started to beat faster . . . and. . . it wasn't her who stepped out.

Sophie let out a sigh of relief. They lady left and Sophie was left alone, puzzled about where the girl had vanished too.

Just as she turned around to leave. . . the girl appeared behind her in front of the door.

"Looking for me?" she asked. "I knew you would . . . all because I hit your stupid aunt with that spell huh?"

"You . . .you little" Sophie started.

"Oh, watch your language now Sophia. Or should I call you Soph? Sophie? Whatever you prefer. I mean, it is your aunt that's here." the girl said tauntingly.

"Who are you?" Sophie demanded.

"Well, you could say my father's an old friend of your dads, and your aunt and uncle. Your parents would know exactly who they are. As for me, my name is Stephanie. But you can call me Steph." She said, her lips curling into a smirk.

Stephanie pulled out her wand and began twirling it in her hand, as if she was bored.

Sophie tried and tried to remember why this girl looked so familiar, besides her hitting Hermione. After about two minutes of a "stare down" she remembered.

"You're– you're Draco's daughter aren't you? You're a Malfoy!" Sophie shouted.

A menacing smile spread across her face. "Correct. I thought you would guess soon...but I was wrong wasn't I?" Stephanie said. "Yes...I am a Malfoy. And my father has told me all about you're family. And then he told me how he plans on destroying you all, along with all the other mud-bloods there are! Just as soon as his good old friend Snape gets back in town."

So? Was that what you guys have been waiting for? I wanted to keep going. But I figured since I'm already typing and I'm on a roll, I'll stop her, post it, then go back and do chapter 21! Sorry I haven't updated though. I hope this makes up for the THREE MONTHS! Lol Any ways, I better go get started on the next chapter! Luv ya guys! And thanx for reading and coming back to read after all this time! It really shows me who my true fans are! I luv ya guys!

Luv,

Cill a.k.a. english chick -whose in luv- (I'm not really british! LOL I just luv england! )