Disclaimer: I don't own HP, JK Rowling does.

A/N(July 21, 2006): Ooo it's been another 2 months. Sorry about that. I've had writers block and been lazy but the juices are starting to flow again so expect more updates! Anywayz hope everyone enjoys this chapter!

And thank you Colleen (Resentment) for the review!

Chapter 19

….Lucius quickly put a locking charm on the door, he looked mad.

"I came back as soon as I could" he said. Draco just stood still, not saying anything. "How dare you tell your girlfriend to follow you into the forest. I should have killed her!"

"She's not my girlfriend" Draco said quietly.

Lucius smirked at him. "How stupid do you think I am, son?" he said.

"She's not, Father!" Draco shouted, now getting angry.

"Have it your way then" Lucius sneered. "Whatever she is, I can see that you care for her, even though I told you not to get attached." Draco's face turned red as he glowered hatefully at his father. "But I suppose, you can't help who you love" Lucius said thoughtfully. "Anyhow, we will use her to our advantage."

Draco's hands balled into fists. "Don't touch her Father" he said through clenched teeth.

"We shall see what happens" Lucius said, studying Draco with a look of disgust mixed with curiosity. He started to pace the room, his eyes never leaving his son. "Is she a Mudblood?"

"No, she's not" Draco said, still angry.

Lucius looked the slightest bit relieved, "Excellent. Now, moving on to business, have you heard anything about Harry Potter, anything at all?"

The only thing Draco could think of was Ginny Weasley, but that was only a suspicion. Locking eyes with his father he shook his head, "Nothing."

Before he knew it, he was lying on the floor with the pain of thousands of knives pulsing through his body. His father was standing over him, his wand pointed at him, looking mad, "What do you know!" he snarled.

Draco took a deep breath and said, his voice all hoarse, "Ginny Weasley. I think they're together."

And then the pain stopped. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" Lucius said coldly. Draco glared at the ground, still panting from the pain. Lucius walked over to the roaring fire, "I'd best be going. I'm a busy man. Give my regards to dear Scarlett." He threw a handful of what looked like floo powder into the flames and then stepped in and disappeared.

Maggie sat next to Ron and Hermione at lunch. On the other side of her sat Seamus Finnigan. He kept brushing his leg up against her, and bumping his arm into hers. It was like he couldn't stop touching her. Why couldn't Draco touch her like that?

Even though she had no interest in Seamus she flirted back with him, while continually shooting glances at the Slytherin table to see if Draco was watching. But he wasn't there. She sighed, kicked Seamus, and took a sip of her pumpkin juice. Seamus was moving quickly. He put his hand under the table and moments later she felt it on her leg, slowly moving up. But she felt nothing. She didn't feel hot, her heart didn't start pounding. She just felt normal, and kind of icky. She sat there wondering why she was leading Seamus on, when she saw a flash of blond hair. A big grin covered her face. Draco!

"Yea, you like that?' Seamus said, noticing her smiling.

She ignored him and watched a pissed off looking Draco slowly make his way to the Slytherin table. His face was so pale, she felt her smile freeze on her face. He looked like he barely had the strength to walk. Then she felt that Seamus' fingers had gone up too far. "That's enough Finnigan!" she snapped, pushing his hand off her.

"But you wanted it!" Seamus whined.

She glared at him and looked back at Draco. He was now sitting with Scarlett Lungarde and Blaise Zabini. He still looked pale.

She shrugged it off and turned back to her food, slicing off a bite of turkey and dipping it in the gravy and mashed potatoes. Owls started flying into the Great Hall. "Mail" she muttered to no one in particular, and put the fork into her mouth. One of the owls landed in front of her. She looked up at it and smiled, "Orlando!" She reached out to pet him, it was one of her family's owls. He nipped her fingers affectionately and waited for her to open the box. She opened it. Inside was a short note on her mother's pink, rose scented, stationary. And a newspaper clipping lay underneath it. She frowned, "Mum contacting me, this is a surprise." She unfolded the note and read it:

Margaret

This is a clipping from today's newspaper. Your father and I thought you should know.
Be careful! Trust no strangers. Tell Dumbledore if anything suspicious happens.

Mother

"What the fuck" Maggie muttered as she finished the note.

"What is it?" Hermione asked, everyone was now watching. Maggie ignored them and picked up the newspaper clipping with trembling hands and read:

TRUMAN ESCAPES FROM NMWP !

Spencer Truman, the nineteen-year-old Death Eater, who was sentenced to life in
NMWP (New Mexico Wizard Prison) for attempting to murder all Muggle-borns at his
school last May, escaped some time last night. Nobody knows how. There are no traces or clues
of where he went. We want to warn the public, especially Muggle-borns,
to beware of Truman. He is a dangerous crazy lunatic---

Maggie dropped the clipping, her face going pale. Her hands now ice cold. This was not happening. Spencer free?

"I'll kill you!"

The words rang in her head and she shuddered. Surely, he wouldn't find her here, would he? She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. It's going to be ok. Your friends are great, they won't let anything happen to you. She opened her eyes and glanced at her friends. They were all huddled up around Hermione who was reading the clipping Maggie had dropped. Crap!

She grabbed the note from her mother and stuffed it quickly down her blouse into her bra, since her uniform had no pockets. Her friends finished the article and all looked at her. Hermione looked confused, "I'm sorry Maggie. That sucks. You must be really worried about all your Muggle friends back home."

Maggie nodded, trying not to smile at the irony, "Yea, I hope they are ok."

"That must have been a really traumatizing experience for the kids at that school" Harry said.

Maggie nodded, "Oh yeah."

"Was it your old school, Maggie?" Ginny asked quietly.

Maggie let out a shaky laugh, "Umm yeah, it was." No more questions please! she begged in her head.

They seemed out of questions though. They just kept giving her pitying looks, and Hermione hugged her and said, "Don't worry Mags, nobody will attack Hogwarts. You're safe here." Maggie gave her a grateful smile.

Luckily lunch was over now. Hopefully no more questions. She folded up the article and put that down her bra too. Then, she followed everyone out of the Great Hall. They had half an hour until their next class. Harry and Ron were talking to Dean and some other guys. "Maggie, we need to talk to you" said Hermione, now walking beside her. Ginny was on Maggie's other side.

"What about?" Maggie said, reluctantly.

"Did you see how pale Malfoy looked at lunch?" Ginny asked her.

Huh? This was about Draco?

"And he seemed exhausted" Hermione put in.

Maggie hesitated, so it hadn't been only her who noticed. "He probably was exhausted" she said, trying to sound convincing.

"Don't you think that's odd?" Ginny asked suspiciously.

Maggie shrugged, "Maybe he needs to get more sleep at night" she said sarcastically.

Hermione shook her head, "No, he looked more then just tired."

"Maybe he's sick" Maggie said defensively, folding her arms across her chest.

"He looked like it was painful to move" said Hermoine.

"Maybe his body was really sore!" Maggie snapped, her voice rising. She frowned at them suspiciously "What's this about you guys? Why do you care so much about Draco?"

A/N: Thanks for reading! So I named that escaped Death Eater after Spencer Truman, who is a bad guy on the show One Life to Live! Anywayz I don't want to make any specific promises about when the next chapter will be up, but it will definatly not take as long as this one did!