A/N: Ok… so I haven't updated in two months. Sue me, I was on vacation. Anyway, sorry this chapter is short, but I haven't able to progress much in the plot… don't know why. But here's a chapter for you all and I hope to get much more reviews this time.

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Draco thought about the image every hour of the day, but couldn't pick up anything from it. The room had looked familiar, but he had seen it many years ago and where he did not remember. It probably had to do with his childhood when his father took him to Death Eater gatherings. The room had gone a slight change since his last visit. Everything was much plainer now, but the architecture remained. He spent all his time on figuring out the location, but every day he felt he was getting farther and farther away. Draco slept little and had little appetite. He rarely left his office inside the manor and was steadily growing more depressed, for he hadn't been able to find Jacqueline for almost three weeks and he couldn't bear to think what was happening to her.

Draco got up from his armchair and began to pace the room. There had to be a clue somewhere or else Jacqueline wouldn't have sent him that image. He went to the library and took out some of his old picture albums. The photos in them were mostly of his childhood years and nothing showed a sign of that room. He had looked through every album and yet he didn't find anything.

That couldn't be…

He started looking through the old books again, this time looking at each picture more carefully.

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"Diana?" Desmond said softly, approaching the working girl one night in the Common Room.

The two still haven't talked since the moment in the hallway. Diana avoided him as best as she could, but now they were alone, for everyone had gone to bed. Diana ignored him and continued with Snape's assignment.

"Diana, please listen," Desmond pleaded.

Diana slammed her quill down and replied, looking steadily at him, "Ok, I'm listening."

Desmond sighed, "Look, what you saw in the hallway came out of no where. It was a surprise for me and I …"

"…didn't know how to react," Diana finished for him. "To me it seemed you reacted pretty well. I thought you were different from the other guys, but I thought wrong. How could I have ever thought you could be different from your parents? Both Slytherins and you seem to be no different. I knew about the hate between our families, but I couldn't help my feelings and now look where I ended up. I realize that family feuds do go on to the next generation."

"Diana," Desmond tried.

"No, Desmond. We're too different and I think it best you kept away from me." With that she left the room and ran up to the Girl's Dormitories.

Desmond had no choice but to go to bed himself.

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Next morning, Desmond and Diana were found on opposite ends of the table and everyone (every body already knew about the hallway incident) knew now that it was over. Desmond miserably glanced towards the Slytherin table at Camilla and saw her picking at her food thoughtfully. She felt his glance and looked up. Their eyes met for a moment, but then she lowered them ashamedly.

After breakfast, Desmond went up to the library and came across many smirks. He brushed them off and set to work on Snape's homework. His concentration lasted for only two minutes at a time with ten minutes break in-between. An hour of 'studying' had passed and Desmond was joined by Camilla. She sat quiet for a few moments and then she said, "Desmond, I'm sorry."

He looked up at her with an expression that told her to continue. She lowered her eyes again. "I didn't mean for what happened happen. I had talked to Diana, even though it was hard, I did. She didn't reply to anything I said, but I did my part." Camilla looked Desmond over and in a more stern voice said, "You might be mad at me Desmond, but I did everything I could, so you can't hold anything over my head."

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Draco was on the last album again and was about to close it when the surroundings in one of the pictures. He was around seventeen and was standing with his parents in a very cozy living room. They were celebrating the fact that their friends' son was accepted to Hogwarts two years earlier than he was supposed to. What was his name? . . . William I believe it was? Yes, that's right… and they lived somewhere in Normandy before having to move to England. Draco smiled as he finally realized what his wife was hinting at. He remembered telling her about the little boy and how he would be in first year while they would be in seventh. Draco didn't quite remember if he told Jacqui the boy's name, but if he did she'd probably remember it.

Draco took put away the albums and quickly made his way to his desk. He wrote a letter to Dumbledore and went to change into different robes. He better be right about this.

A/N: So that is that… I hope to update soon, but I don't know… schools starting tomorrow…

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