A/N: Well here is the next installment of catch me I am falling. I am sorry it took so long; my husband is still home hurt. He doesn't need me as much, but I am finding it hard to find time to even think about next the chapter let alone write one.

Catch Me I am Falling

February 21, 10:00am

Draco opened a draw in his desk pulling out a large folder. He felt Hermione presence behind him. She hadn't gone far form him scenes the moment she found him in her bathroom. Draco hated to admit it, but in a moment of panic he said the one address he could think of. As he pop out of his office his assailant hit him with a dark spell, if Draco hadn't of been half phased already it would have killed him.

Even now he felt his body trying to give out on him. He had Hermione with him every step of the way as he graded things form his house the assailant would be after. Along with anything that could help them in anyway. More flue powered, any and all healing potions he had money and whatever else he thought he would need. They moved as quickly as they could.

"That is everything; we must go now before someone finds us." He whispered to her as she helped him to the fire places. They started to hear noise of someone ransacking the lower floors.

"Where are we to go now?" She asked softly as they stepped inside. They heard a scream form down stairs.

"Potter's house now" Draco whispered pulling out the flu powder to throw some in Hermione's hands. Hermione said the address and drop the powder just in time to see the doors to Draco's home offices fly open with a firer-y blast of light. Hermione hoped no one saw them as they slipped away.

As they slipped down the chimney Draco pulled away form her. Making sure no one saw them embraced. Hermione tried not to let it bother her, but it did. After everything they had been through he still didn't want people to know about them. Hermione stepped out of the fire place followed by Draco.

"Harry! Or anyone come quickly!" Hermione called out in a load voice. With in a moment Harry, Ginny and Ron came through the door to the living room.

"What's going on Hermione?" Harry asked as Ginny grade her wand to clean up any mess she and Draco may have made.

"Someone attacked me Potter. They were after this." Draco hand Harry the folder.

"I don't understand, why did…" He stopped when Draco's legs gave out on him. Hermione went to his side helping him too his feet again.

"He's been hurt Harry. Who ever attacked him hit him with a dark spell." She said helping him into a chair.

"Not just any dark spell Avadacadavra, I was phased out for the most part making the spell not work…. Right." Draco said as he moved about on a chair feeling out of sorts. Hermione look paler then he did. "Granger is there anything in that stuff to keep me awake?" He asked her getting her mind off what he just said. She began to look through everything he grade.

"Damn when I asked you to look into this I didn't think someone would try and kill you." Harry said sitting down on the sofa. Everyone expect Draco was stud at what he said.

"Nor did I Potter" Draco said taking a bottle form Hermione's hands. He slugged it back before going on. "To tell you the truth it wasn't until last Sunday I began to see there was more to this then someone stealing money form you."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked neither man noticing the on looker's confutation.

"For one I didn't know what I was looking at and for another I didn't have a whole hell of a lot of proof." Draco said before handing off the bottle. "All I had was 2 people that did exist and an address. That wasn't reason enough to owl you in my option."

"Can you two go back to the beginning of all this? I mean not everyone here knows what you're going on about." Ginny said with a bit of a glare at her husband.

"Oh, sorry Ginny" Harry said meekly as he moved over letting her sit down. "Well it all started last year. I started to notices large amounts of our money disappearing. I tried to find out where it was going, but I couldn't figure it out. So in January I want to Malfoy for help. I asked him to look into it for me."

"Witch I did, I end up having to go back to the day the account was opened. More people had there hands on that one account then the word cups snick. It was a nightmare it took me 2 weeks to find three people's books that didn't add up." Draco reached out for the bottle again. Hermione handed it to him as she kneed next to his chair. "The first person was a Mr. Timermile; I looked into him only to find he wasn't a real person at all he became a dead end. I decided the best way to clear the other two on my list was to look into them as well."

He took another swig of the bottle. It was getting harder to talk and he still had to let his assailant know he was alive. To keep them for putting whatever there plan was into action. "The next person was a woman named Lily Miser she had worked with the bank only one month before getting married. She turned out to be clean or at lest I thought she was. I'm not so sure anymore for the last person was James Wilson. He turned out to be another fake."

"You said there was an address?" Ron asked form the back of the room.

"Yes at first I didn't think anything of it. It just seemed like Miss. Miser had wrote down a friend's address or something like that, when the other two suspects turned out to be fakes I know I had to look into it." He lean back in the chair as a spark of pain ran through his side. Hermione got to her feet to feel his head.

"You're burning up, you need to rest and take better care of that wound." She said going back through the bottles of healing potions. Draco of chooses just waved her off as if to say I am fine. "You're not fine, don't even try and dismiss that wound as if it where nothing." She growled at him as she took a pain killer potion and pop the top. "Take this it will dual the pain."

He took it before taking a deep breath and going on. "Last night I went to the address, only to find myself standing outside a very familiar place. One I had been too many times before an darning the war. In the front of the room I found a very small book of spells, not like any I had ever seen before. Most of them didn't look like or sound like they could work. I took the book with me; I knew it is the key to answering what is going on." He felt sick his head was spinning. There had never been a wound like his he didn't think. He wasn't sure if he would live or die everything was out of his hands. That was when he faint the pain and wound finely getting the best of him.

A/N: Till next time bye now.