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I opened the letter carefully, both excitement and fear filling me. My dad's rushed words filled the page.

i Dear Al,

Don't worry about us; we are fine with the news. Make sure that you show Lily, and it would be best if you didn't break the news to her too quickly, let her read the letter just as you are. Be nice, and do not say anything to anyone else, know that this information is confidential, for no one shall know till the post comes most likely.

Anyways, now for the news. Well, you are the first person we have told, and that includes your two younger brothers. Draco Malfoy is...in fact... Not joining anyone on the outside world. It seems foolish to worry so much about it now, how could he have. So now your mother and I plan on going dancing, and have a nice glass of butterbeer, since she isn't allowed to have firewhiskey. I hope you are nice to Malfoy's son, I hear he is not bad at all. I love you so much, and please write soon. Now, my only question about this investigation is why would Sally Perks even try to get Malfoy off, didn't she know there was too much evidence against him? I do not know, maybe it will be revealed in time.

With much love,

Harry Potter /i

I almost yelled with joy as I finished the letter. But I put on a solemn face, not letting Vince know what it was. "Um, Vince, do you mind if I go talk to my brother, it is a letter for him truly. I was to read it as well, but I do need to give it to him." Vince nodded his head, understanding. I quickly ran up the stairs, wondering where Al could be. I slowly rounded the corner, and bumped into Derrick. He smiled warmly, and I could already tell he was being too overly friendly. I looked down, thinking of what was in my hand and feeling a twinge of guilt. He looked down at my hand as well.

"How are you?" He said, and he looked like he wanted to ask me what I was holding, but he held back, and I gave him credit for it. I looked up at him, at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say. Then I remembered what he asked me. I cleared my throat, putting the letter in my cloak.

"I'm fine, how are you?" He glanced down at my pocket, and I looked up the stairwell, wishing I could just leave and find Al. He looked back up into my eyes and I tried not to look too agitated.

"I'm good. So, has your dad told you the outcome yet?" I hid a wince, not wanting him to see me react to this question.

"Um, no, have you heard yet?" He looked up and down.

"Yeah, actually I went for the sentence. But I'm not supposed to tell you. I'm sorry. I'm sure you're dad will tell you." I nodded, not wanting to let on.

"Yeah, I'm sure he will." I looked around nervously again. I glanced back at him and noticed his eyes were lingering on me as I had tried to avoid his gaze. He was cute. I jumped at the thought. Derrick couldn't be cute, he was a Malfoy. I shook my head, not having the patience to wait and make small talk anymore. "I have to go see someone now." I said, quickly walking around him and running up the stairs. I came to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and quickly ran through, looking around for Al. I found him in a corner, studying with another girl in his class. I smiled, waiting for him to notice me and see that I needed to talk to him. He quickly said bye to the girl, then turned to me, pushing some of his black hair out of his eyes.

"Tell me this is important, I was busy." I flashed a smile, flipping the letter in front of his eyes.

"Well, I guess you don't want to know the outcome of the court. This letter was for you, but I took the liberty of opening it knowing what it was about." Al made a grab for the letter, but I quickly dodged him, giggling.

"Wanna know what happened?" I said, and he jumped at me, pinning me to the ground as he sat on me. "Get off, you are cutting off my air supply." I gasped as he read the letter while using me as a cushion. He read each line carefully, smiling more and more as he went on. He finally stood up, holding out a hand to help me up.

"You should have just let he have the letter, it would have been a lot less pain for you. I laughed. "So we have nothing else to worry about?" He asked, looking at me carefully.

"I won't do anything stupid if that's what you mean." I said, rolling my eyes and flicking my bangs out of my eyes. He rolled his eyes.

"Good, just be happy now, nothing more will happen…"

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Sally smiled wickedly. Everything was set. She had loved giving Draco that false hope. Everything had worked out. She slowly shut the door to her apartment. She walked down the hall, ready to get out of her lawyer clothes. She kept walking until she hit her room, opening the door to see an owl, which she knew was probably from Draco asking what happened. She smiled as she saw the red envelope, knowing it was a howler. She opened it, turning around listening to the annoying voice behind her, screaming at her. She smiled at his colorful words, but was not even intimidated by them. She shook her head, getting ready for a very exciting night.

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Draco sat down, waiting for some type of visitor, maybe a news reporter of some sort, but no. No one cared about him anymore, there was no reason for him to even be alive. He had hoped his son would have visited him, but alas, that hadn't happened either. He closed his eyes, listening to the water hitting the rocks outside. He thought for a moment that he heard something else, but when he strained his ears, he heard nothing. He stood up, listening to a rat run across the hall. He inched forward to the bars leading to the hallway. He leaned toward them, and then suddenly screamed as the wall exploded. A person dressed in black came through, almost floating. He gasped, wondering how they managed to get past the dementors. The person's face was covered as the walked down the hallway with purpose. He watched as this person got closer and closer, then stood in front of his door, raising their wand an suddenly the door was exploding. This person stood in front of him, looking at him with a blank stare. He couldn't see the person's eyes, but knew that they could see him. Then the world went blank as a familiar voice yelled out "Stupefy!"

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"Time to get you to bed." Ginny said, leading her husband up the stairs. "I forgot how bad you were with your firewhiskey." He laughed dumbly.

"That was how the twins got here." She laughed.

"Very true Harry. Now, let's get to bed, honey."

"Okay, you know, I am very glad Malfoy is gone. I think he liked you for a while. But then he kidnapped you. What a shocker there, right?"

"Yeah, I definitely never saw myself getting kidnapped two weeks before giving birth."

"Was it two?"

"Well, I am guesstimating." He laughed at this word. She smiled, letting him fall onto the bed, glad that the baby had kept her from getting that drunk. She heard his soft snoring and walked into the bathroom. She closed the door, and opened the window to let some cool air fall on her hot skin. For some reason, she had been very hot lately. She turned at went to turn on the show, but as she drew back the curtain, a person in black stared back at her. The last thing she remembered was screaming out Harry's name and thinking that history was repeating itself.