(Hello All! It's been a long long Looooong time since my last update, but maybe this will make you a little happy! Hope you enjoy! I own nothing but Lucy.)

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"Nothing. I repeat nothing gives a student the right to walk about the school at night." McGonagall stared severely upon the five first years as they stood all except for Draco Malfoy hanging their heads in guilt and in dread.

"Therefore as punishment for your actions, 50 points will be taken from your house." The Gryffindor Head drew herself up to her full height watching without so much as a twitch of an eyelash as her students gaped at her in shock.

"Fifty?!" Ron sputtered out.

"Each." McGonagall nodded her head. Malfoy snickered at the group.

"But Professor-." Lucy tried in vain to explain, but McGonagall cut her off. "And to ensure it doesn't happen again, all five of you will recieve detention." She inclined her head sternly at the girl.

Lucy dropped her gaze. "Uh excuse me Professor. I think perhaps I heard you wrong." Malfoy stepped up suddenly. "I thought you said...the five of us." He attempted to sound righteous.

McGonagall shook her head. "No, you heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. As honorable as your intentions were, you too were also out of bed after hours. Therefore you will also serve detention with your classmates." She fixed the boy with a steel like stare until Draco sighed, almost wilting back into place with the others in front of McGonagall's desk.

"Now...I expect all of you to return immediately to your dorms." McGonagall eyed the first years waiting until each had elicited some form of response.

"Nice going. I hope you're happy with yourselves!" Draco grumbled glaring the foursome as they all turned to leave the cold of Professor McGonagall's classroom.

"Nobody asked you to report on us, Malfoy." Hermione snapped, tossing her head in a way that annoyed Malfoy briefly.

"I don't believe I asked your opinion!" He shot back at her. "You four think you can do anything, don't ya? Just cause half of you are Potters!"

Lucy narrowed her eyes at that. "Shut up Malfoy." She clenched her teeth. Malfoy let out a snort.

"Yeah? Or what?...You're going to cry?" Malfoy sneered slightly at the younger Potter Twin.

Harry started to step in meaning to tell Malfoy off himself when Lucy beat him to it.

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"Another month?" Ron gaped when Lucy reluctantly related the news to him the next evening, five minutes before their first detention was to start.

"Afraid so. I can't believe Malfoy squealed on me." Lucy frowned as she walked alongside her brother and Hermione.

"What'd you expect? Malfoy's a git and Snape hates all of us, particularly you. You're lucky he didn't decide to dock house points with the extra detention." Ron grinned, but no one returned it.

"About time!" Malfoy huffed as the four first years finally made it out to the rear exit of the castle where he and Mr. Filch were waiting for them.

Lucy concealed a grin when she saw the bruise left from last night's events.

"What? Not scared of the dark now, are you Draco Dear?" She asked in her ickiest sweet voice.

Harry held back a snicker.

"All right! Enough chit chat, you lot. Let's get on with it! Night don't last forever and you'll want the cover of night for what you're about to do." Mr. Filch glared at the five first years before turning to walk across the wet field.

Lucy and Harry exchanged glances before following the rest of their classmates towards the gamekeeper's hut.

"Mr. Filch...is it true what they say in Hogwarts, A History?...About the medieval punishments they used to use?" Hermione broke the silence not noticing the completely horrified looks the others were giving her thanks to the dark.

"There was a time when students caught out of bed would have been sentenced to a night hanging by their thumbs in the dungeon." Mr. Filch seemed to grin as he led the group further from the castle.

"Boy do I miss those days. The screaming especially." He turned to glance back at the group. The light from his torch caught his face at an eerie angle causing everyone including Malfoy to gulp simultaneously.

"Um, Mr. Filch. What exactly is it we'll be doing for our detention?" Ron asked slowly as if wishing at the last second that he hadn't asked his question at all.

"Oi Hagrid!" Mr. Filch ignored Ron's fearful question and nodded at the seemingly desolute giant beside him.

"It's time. These are the students you've been assigned." The caretaker spoke roughly to get Hagrid's attention.

Harry frowned when he realized Hagrid was weeping.

"Hagrid...are you all right?" Lucy asked. Hagrid shook his head and pulled a large spotted handkerchief from his right hand pocket.

"Oh good God man. You're not still on about that bloody dragon, are you?" Mr. Filch seemed disgusted, but Hagrid hardly reacted to him.

"The Dragon?" Lucy started, but Harry cut her off. "Did something happen to Norbert?" He asked, worried as Hagrid blew his nose rather noisely into his handkerchief.

"Norbert's gone." He blubbered. "Dumbledore sent him off to live in a colony in Romania." He rubbed his nose.

Hermione tried to be comforting. "Well that's good isn't it? He'll be safe there. He'll be with his own kind." She smiled, but Hagrid did not return it.

"Yeah, but what if he don't like Romania? What if the other dragons are mean to him. He's only a baby after all!" He wrung out his handkerchief and stuffed it back into his coat pocket.

Filch rolled his eyes.

"Oh for God's sake! Pull yourself together Man! You're going into the forest after all. Got to have your wits about you." He spat into the grass.

"The Forest?!" Malfoy nearly choked on his own saliva. "I thought you were joking! We can't go in there! Students aren't allowed and there are..." He trailed off as a wolf howled in the distance catching everyone, but Filch and Hagrid off guard.

"...werewolves."

Lucy moved instinctively closer to her brother. "Oh there's more than werewolves in those trees, Lad. Mark my words." Filch turned to grin nastily at the paling Draco. "Nighty night." He nodded then turned to walk back to the castle.

Hagrid sniffed then stood hastily from his seat on the log in front of his hut. "Right then. Let's go. Haven't got all night for this." He picked up his crossbow and a lantern and turned to lead the way towards the edge of the forest, Fang at his heels.

The others silently followed.

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"I can't believe we're actually in here!" Malfoy complained bitterly as he followed the four Gryffindors after Hagrid.

"The Dark forest! The Dark Forest! If I didn't know better-!"

"If I didn't know better I'd say you were scared, Malfoy." Harry cut him off. Malfoy turned to glare at him.

"Shush!" Hagrid held up a hand silencing the children. Harry and Draco turned just as the giant bent down and dipped his fingers into a strange silvery liquid.

Lucy pulled a face when it smeared against his skin. "Hagrid...what is that?" She asked, unable to hide the fear in her voice.

"Well it's what we're here for, Lucy. See that?" He showed her the stain on his fingers. "That's unicorn's blood, that is. I found one dead just a few weeks ago. This one's been injured bad by something so it's our job to go and find the poor beast."

Harry, Ron and Malfoy glanced around uneasily at their surroundings. "The poor thing." Hermione murmured almost inaudibly to herself.

"Right then." Hagrid raised his lantern. "Ron and Hermione, you'll come with me." He nodded at the two first years standing nearest to him.

"Okay." Ron nodded back meekly.

"And Harry, Lucy? You'll go with Malfoy." Hagrid turned to face the other half of the group nearly blinding Harry and Lucy with the lantern.

"What?" Malfoy's jaw dropped. "Are you kidding? I can't go anywhere with her!" He pointed sharply in Lucy's direction. "I want Fang too!"

Lucy smothered a grin at that.

Hagrid relinquished his grip on Fang's leash. "Fine. Just so you know he's a bloody coward." He muttered. The dog whined at that as Malfoy tugged him roughly away from his Master.

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