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Chapter 4

He had just sat there listening to the Headmaster go on about what was being done to find his mother and what was known about her kidnapping. As it turned out little was known and little could be done unless the kidnapper contacted Draco. Draco was also told she might not have been kidnapped there was a note but all it said was 'I'll be in touch.'

He was then told that all of his family's business was being taken care of by some of the employee's and he would have to make sure the bills were paid until his mother was found. Then the headmaster had said he could go do whatever he needed. The whole time the old coot keep asking him if he was okay, and before Draco could leave he'd said, if Draco need anything at all to just ask. Draco had thanked the man before he left the office making his way down the steps to a cold and scary world.

He had no relatives to owl and no close personal friends to go to for comfort. He was completely alone, afraid for his mother's life and scared to know just how crazy Sue Twila was. She was crazy she had to be crazy, why else would she tell him he was to become her best dolly ever? No sane person would kidnap, rape and possible more either. Draco mind was in a lock down of confusion. He wasn't sure what his state of mind really was as he walked the halls back to his room in the prefect area.

His mind didn't stay on one thought for more then 13 seconds before moving on to the next one. He was so lost he didn't even see Potter cover in green paint or Wesley in silver paint. He just walked right on by them without a word before opening his door and slowly closing and locked it. What could he do new to help his mother? What should he pay, what need to be paid, should he lay workers off? As a knock came to his door Draco took a secret passage way out of the school.

(Hermione POV)

"That was so weird he didn't even look at you guys." Hermione said before casting a spell to clean them up. Harry and Ron had walked into one of Blaise Zabini little traps. He had hit both hard with Slythein color calling them traders to their own house. When Malfoy had walked in they all were sure he was there to make fun of them, it was quite a shock when he just walked on passed them and didn't look back with out even a hit of a smirk.

"Yeah, but lets just be thankful and get out of here." Harry said as he moved toward the door. When the door opened he jumped back. Pansy Parkinson was standing in the door way.

"Move it Potter I have work to do." She snapped before barging into the command area.

"Parkinson what's up with your boyfriend?" Ron asked trying to start a fight or maybe he really want to know.

"Nothing is up with James Wheals boy." She snarled

"I was talking about Malfoy he had a choice to tease us, but didn't." Ron said rolling his eyes. Pansy stopped to give Ron a hard look before turning to look at Draco's door.

"Well…. I heard a rumor, but I didn't think it was true." Moving her eyes to Hermione she went on. "Something is wrong with his mother and he has to take over the family business… I think she's sick or something. Was he really so upset? He didn't…"

Hermione nodded her head making Pansy move toward his door to see if he was alright. She tapped lightly on the wooden frame. "Draco are you alright?" He didn't answer; she knocked harder and called out loader. "Draco are you there? Draco its Pansy answer the door." Still no answer making the girl try the handle to no avail. She looked over to Hermione. "Go get a teacher… please."

Hermione moved toward the door as Professor McGonagall walked in. She looked grimmer then ever as she to moved to Draco's door. "I think you should just let him be, he's been through a lot today." She said taking hold of Pansy arm.

"Why what happen is his mother really bad sick or something." Pansy asked McGonagall shook head sadly

"I only wish that was all that was wrong Ms. Parkinson." She looked over at the trio. "You are to leave him alone as well." They nodded there heads yes slowly.

"McGonagall what's happened to Malfoy mother?" Pansy asked out of pure curiosity.

"I wished not to deduce this, but it will be all over the papers tomorrow anyways." She said pushing her glasses up her noise "I am afraid no one is sure right now what has happen to her. She may have been kidnapped or worse." She took a deep breath. "All that's known is someone will be in touch with young Mr. Malfoy, but until then all he can do is wait."

Everyone in the room was eagerly quite as McGonagall tapped on Draco door. "Its Professor McGonagall I just want to tell you if at anytime you're hungry there will be a plate for you in the kitchen." With that she left, Pansy close behind her on a quest to spread the word about Malfoy's mother. The trio took one last look at the door before leaving themselves.

"Do you think that 'you know who' is behind it?" Ron asked handing Harry his broom before grabbing his own and heading toward the quidditch field.

"I don't know, I mean kidnappers kidnap kids for money I thought. If that's what's happened to Mrs. Malfoy it's more then just a little odd." He motion Hermione and Ron to follow him outside. "If they were just after the Malfoy's money and business they should have taken Draco, not his mother."

"Maybe it was too hard to get a hold of Malfoy while he's in school and they didn't want to wait." Hermione piped up as they walked around a group of second years.

""No Malfoy gets to leave school grounds on Saturdays with Ms. Twila. He helps her with an art class or something remember" Ron said turning a corner

"Then it has to be the Dark Lord or one vary sick person." Harry said going throw the open gate.

"Well it could have been someone the Malfoy's had suckered one to many times and now said person or persons are out to kill them all off." Hermione added feeling it was do time to point out the obvious. She always tried to let the boy's try and figure it out on their own, but it was really hard. They always missed the obvious and went straight for the Dark Lord. "I mean come on what would Voldemort want with Malfoy's mother? And if it was money the Malfoy's would have given it to him without question and you know it."

"I'm going have to agree with Hermione here Ron." Harry said cheekily as if he too hadn't gone for the big guns right off the bat either. Smiling Hermione moved toward one of the large towers on the quidditch field. The boy's had quidditch practice leaving her alone to watch or whatever she wished. She would watch for a bit before going back inside to do homework.

As she made her way up to the top steps she saw Malfoy sitting on the last one. He looked lost as he looked down the steps at her. Hermione caught his eyes and they had neither one speaking for a bit. Malfoy got up from his seat and stared his way down the steps. Without thinking Hermione took hold of his arm.

"It's ok I wasn't going to stay long, you can stay I'll leave." She tried to smile, but just couldn't. Malfoy didn't jump or put up a fight he just stood there like a zombie. Hermione turn to leave when she felt his hand take hold of her arm. She looked back at him to see he hadn't moved other then to stop her from leaving. "Do you want me to stay?"

He didn't answer her with words, but he did answer. He sat down gently pulling her to sit next to him. Hermione wasn't sure what to say, but maybe he didn't want her to say anything. Perhaps he thought he wanted to be alone then simply changed his mind. He was in title to that after what he been through. She decided if there was to be talking he would have to make the first move. She sat with him for what seemed like a minute, but must have been an hour or more.

"It's late" He said chasing Hermione to jump. She wasn't really expecting him to say anything. She thought he would just get up and walk away when he didn't want her around anymore. He was looking behind them at the night sky as he spoke.

"We should go" She added getting up form the step. He didn't move form his spot making Hermione feel she should sit back down. "Malfoy if you don't want to talk to me I will understand, but if you do I'll listen." His cold grey eyes met her soft brown ones. Hermione could tell he was just barely holding it all in. Trying too play it cool, but not having much luck. "If you wanted to cry I wouldn't tell anyone on my honor." She whispered feeling that it was what he need to hear.

She didn't know Malfoy really, but if her mother was missing that would be what she need to hear from someone. That she could cry and it was alright being as he was so emotionless it seemed to be the right thing to say. He didn't cry though Hermione was sure he was going too. He just got up form the steps and what'd for her to as well. She graded her book bag and joined him as they walk back to the school without a word. Once inside he made his way to the kitchen to be alone and she want to the dinning hall feeling like there was now a bona between them. One that would never need words or lead to a friendship, but it was defiantly a bonus of some kind.