I know, I haven't updated in a few days and you're probably all pissed at me, correct? I'm sorry, the only good reason I have is when I did go to update the internet was down. I'm afraid I've become addicted to The Sims, or almost addicted. Anyway, thank you all of you who reviewed. By the way, for those of you who asked I'm going to be sticking with Draco's point of view for a while considering if I switched to Hermione's it would ruin the story!

Kigomae: I'm afraid you're going to have to wait like everyone else. Sorry! As for the pen name thing, don't worry about it.

bluefiredragon4131: it said in the same chapter that he had awoken in the tower room. She had been sleeping in the loft.

paprika90: Sorry to disappoint you, but her parents won't really play a part in the rest of the story. Draco now refers to Hermione as Yoko, but when she's actually present physically then I refer to her as Hermione.

Chamorro: you can count on it.

usagigreenleaf657: I'm trying to update as much as possible.

Pikachu: I'm doing my best. I'm sorry that it took so long. It is possible that any flamers do hate Hermione, but I haven't actually gotten any flames involving the story itself except that it was declining, which I was aware of.

Shaz: I'll send you the link and I'll e-mail you when I update. Its no problem, I'm glad you like this story.

Glad you guys are enjoying this story and I hope this chapter isn't too boring.

Naoku

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Chapter 11

Draco stared into the now wrecked room, praying Hermione was somewhere in the mess. But he couldn't see her anywhere. She was gone and her room now screamed abduction.

Stepping carefully over tipped pieces of furniture and splintered bits of wood, Draco made his way towards what was left of the bed where Hermione had been sleeping. He turned to warn Pansy to be careful while looking around, only to find her gone.

"Where are you Pansy? I thought you were behind me."

"I was, but it sounded like someone was coming towards us, so I came downstairs incase someone did come," explained Pansy. "I mean, do you really think it's a good idea to let people know that Harmony was probably kidnapped? I think it's best if we let Harmony's parents think she went back to where ever it was that she was staying until we find her. That is, if your up to it. I know I would feel better if I was the one actually looking for the one I loved."

"I don't love her Pansy. I just..."

"Deny it as much as you want Draco, I know when someone's in love."

Draco just shook his head, unwilling to fight with Pansy at the moment. He needed to search the room before anyone came this way, otherwise he could lose an important chance.

Climbing up the ladder, which was some how still intact, into the loft where he had last seen Hermione, Draco noticed it wasn't really a loft, more like a miniature room. Apparently, the roof above them wasn't cone shaped like Draco had thought so the loft area was shaped more like an igloo. A small stain-glass window covered the wall there the roof ended, throwing colors all around the area. Draco searched through the area, but found nothing. He was heading towards the ladder again when something caught his eye. One of the stones in the wall was sticking out farther then the others.

"Draco, hurry up in there, I think someone's coming," Pansy's mental cry reached Draco, who quickly pulled the stone from the wall, grabbed whatever was hidden inside, and slid the stone back in place, jumping down the ladder.

Noticing the key which was laying on the ground by the broken dresser, Draco grabbed it and locked the door as he flew out, skipping two steps at a time until he reached Pansy at the bottom of the stair well. He made it just in time too.

McGonagall and Miss Griffinsin came around the corner, McGonagall looking relieved and Miss Griffinsin looking as casual as ever.

"There you are, we've been looking all over for you two," cried McGonagall.

Damn she's ticked off.

"You're telling me," thought Pansy.

"Pansy, would you stop reading my thoughts!"

"Sorry."

"Anyway," McGonagall's shrill voice brought Draco and Pansy out of their silent argument "I want you two to get downstairs immediately. We're going into town soon and you both need breakfast. I expect to see you both downstairs and dressed," she looked firmly at Draco, "in five minutes."

McGonagall turned swiftly on her heel and marched away.

Miss Griffinsin waited until McGonagall's foot steps faded away before speaking to Pansy and Draco.

"Be cautious, there is a dangerous force at work here," she forewarned before she swept back around the corner at of the hallway.

Draco and Pansy glanced at each other before rushing after their teacher. They turned around the corner in the hall, expecting to run into their teacher. However...

"She's gone," whispered Pansy.

It was true; their mysterious teacher seemed to have vanished into thin air.