Author note: Sorry it took so long I've been very busy. I have a few parts written already but the story line keeps changing so the next part may take a while. Sorry in advances.

Chapter five

Forgiveness. Mercy, freely given. I'm not so good with forgiveness. I forgive the Durseley for being narrowed minded ares. I forgive Dumbledore for keeping Sirius locked up in a house he hated. I can never forgive Snape for spiting Dumbledore second chance in the old man face or the role he played in my parent death. I will never forgive Bellatrix for taking Sirius from me. Voldemort and forgiveness don't even belong in the same dictionary. There is forgiveness than there is revenge. I'm getting better at revenge. I'm not doing so good with the forgiveness.

It's getting hard to do this. Step outside, walk away leave Hermione, Draco, Neville behind. It always hard to leave people behind. I never know if they'll be there when I come back. Things need to be done and right now, I'm the only one that can get them done.

I'm sitting out in the rain watching Pansy have a conversation with Goyle. Draco said she could be trusted. He wants us to get in contact. He thinks she will be useful. He's right. If we can trust her, we can use her. I'm never one to turn down help. I'll work with her but I won't forgiver her. I can't forgive any of them. The traitors. It doesn't matter to me that dark magic was all they knew. It doesn't matter any of the many excuses. All I know is they turned their back on people in need. They turned a blind eye when their classmates started disappearing. They never offered a hand to help a muggle or wizard in need. She let them take Draco away and never even thought to question her father about him. Turning your back on a friend in need is an unforgivable act. Even if that friend is Draco Malfoy.

Ron wiggles in his perch. "Bleeding stupid tree there is no way to get comfortable on a branch in the rain. Why do we have to talk to her today?"

"Malfoy thinks this is the best time."

"She is talking to a deatheater."

"Malfoy thinks she can be trusted."

Ron rolls his eyes. He's grouchy. He wants to be home where it's warm with Hermione. He didn't like leave her behind any more than I did. Things had to be done. Goyle say something to Pansy who laughs. Final she picks up her cloak wraps it about her shoulder and steps out the coffee shop. I drop out the tree, Ron right behind. We follow her for a while. She walks back straight, eyes forward, ignoring everyone. We follow her around a corner. She turns suddenly smirk on her face. "Draco told me you boys would be coming."

Ron steps forward, one hand griping his wand. "He told you we where coming?."

"A few day ago in a dream he didn't say when you griffdorks would show up but he said to expect you. I felt you watching me all afternoon."

I step forward, Ron falls back. "You are quick Pansy. I'm looking for someone with quick senses."

She pulls her cloak closer around her. "Are you offering me a job Potter?"

"It depends. Draco seems to think you are trustworthy. I don't trust you but I trust him. We need some… inside help."

She nods her cheeks flushed. "How is Draco?"

Ron growls. "Missing an arm and off his bleeding rocker no thanks to you."

Her face pales, her eyes narrow. I see her hand creeping toward her wand "He told you."

I slip my wand from where it rests in my pocket, twirl it between my fingers. "Pansy I think at this point I know more about Draco than you do, assume I know everything."

Her eyes flick from Ron to me. "You must be something great to have earned Draco undying trust."

I step closer to her. "We will not talk here. If you are interested in helping Draco will contact you at home in three hours. Tell him anything you'd like us to know. We'll set up a meeting in muggle London. If you don't trust us, trust Draco judgment." I slip my wand in my pocket and walk out the ally. Ron pauses for a moment to watch Pansy before turning to follow me.we walk three blocks before he speaks.

"She seems like a hard one to crack Harry."

"We don't want to cracker her Ron, we want to turn all that anger on Voldemort."

Ron nods we walk a little way in silences. He clears his throat." Harry… Lupin thinks he's traced down another Horcruxes."

I feel my jaw tighten at the mention of Lupin name.

Ron nudes me in the shoulder "he can't stay alone forever Harry."

"How long was Sirius in the grave before he…. Forget it Ron when is he coming by."

"He's not. I told him we'd go visit him."

The great and righteous house of Black. That where Lupin is staying. I told him he could. I hope the ghost of Sirius makes it hard for him to sleep at night.

"Fine when do we visit him?"

"He said he would be home every night this week we could go today."

"Not tonight I want to go home."

"You want to cheek on Malfoy."

I ignore the smile on Ron face. "I never said that."

His smile turns into laughter. "You don't have to say anything I have eyes."

Draco had my nerves on edge. I hate leave him alone ever. I don't even like leaveing him one room away. He kicked my savior complex in to high gear I can't protect him if I can't see him. "Come on Ron you know you want to go spend time with Hermione."

He pulls a face. "As if she has time for me, all she talks about is fixing Draco arm."

"What do you think about Malfoy?"

He shrugs. "I think he's not the guy we fought with for six years and than some times he is… at time when he all spaced out on the sofa I actual wish he would just look at me and sneer… I know that's stupid you know wanting him to be an asshole but it easier to not trust him if I don't like him."

"You don't trust him."

He turns to look at a little girl throw herself forward and leap into a puddle. "I trust him I just don't want to."

"I wish I could understand why we trust him."

Ron nods his head as he opens the door to the pub. "Me to. Hermione thinks it because we know he's defenseless."

"It could still be a trick. We could be wrong he could still be kiss Voldi brunt arse."

Ron laughs, shacking his head he opens the door to the backroom. "I don't think Voldi ares is the one he wants to kiss." He grabs the port key before I have a chance to say anything in responds.