"Hogsmeade?" Lucius asks unimpressed.

"UM-HUM" I proudly say.

"And why, may I ask are we in Hogsmeade?"

"You may" I inform him, "And we are here because Severus is here" I say bluntly

"Where?" he growls

"Ha-ha where indeed ha-ha" I laugh nervously, to be honest I hadn't really thought of where he would be, I just guessed that the 'Cobbled streets of his heart' would be the cobbled streets of Hogsmeade.

"Well?" he growls again impatiently.

I do some quick thinking, "Fancy a Butterbeer?" I quirk merrily.

"What?" he hissed growing more impatient.

"A B-U-T-T-E-R-B-E-E-R" I spell it out for him.

"I know what a Butterbeer is" he hisses, "Why would I want one?"

"Well I don't know what are you asking me for, how should I know?" I state blatantly.

"Maybe Master is thirsty?" Marvil pipes.

"I am not thirsty" he spits.

"Well he was only asking" I say defending the little elf.

"Well he needn't ask, he needn't speak unless spoken to" he growled at Marvil who hid behind me legs.

"He can speak whenever he likes, he doesn't need permission from me or you" I hiss loudly.

"I'll think you'll find he does" Lucius drawls, getting bored with the conversation.

"Well then" I say turning to Marvil, "I henceforth give you permission to speak your mind, whenever and wherever you like"

"You cannot do that" Lucius shouts.

"I think you'll find I just did" I yell back.

I look down at Marvil; he seems to be confused with the whole situation. Bless Him.

"Come on Marvil" I take his tiny elf hand, "We're going to get a Butterbeer".

I storm my way into the 'Three Broomsticks' and find an empty table to sit at.

I get a few looks from the occupants as I order two drinks for me and Marvil.

Who cares?

Not me.

"Missy is being too nice to Marvil" the little elf squawked.

Looking down on him I notice tears in his big yellow orbs.

"Marvil?" I hesitantly ask.

He looks up at me obediently.

"Whats up?" I ask.

"Missy- is- is" he sobs, "is being t-t-too nice w-when Marvil was nas-nasty to Missy b-b-before".

I pat him on the back gently. He is actually kinda cute when he isn't gnawing on my ankles.

"Its ok" I reassure him.

"N-n-no it's not M-Marvil should be punished" he suddenly picked up the bottle of Butterbeer and began to bang it over his head.

Many of the other occupants turned and stared amazed.

"Marvil" I shout, "Marvil, MARVIL"

He turns and looks up at me all misty eyed and sad.

"Stop hurting yourself, and you shouldn't be punished, I was as much a pest back then too, you are forgiven anyway, so stop crying and drink up" I commanded.

Marvil looked at me surprised for a split second before wiping the tears from his eyes and slurping up his drink.

"Good" I praised him.

We sat in silence for a few moments before the door behind us bangs open.

"Urgh" I sigh.

"Missy?" the tiny elf asks concerned.

I solemnly point over toward the door.

"Urgh" Marvil mimics my groan

"Granger" Lucius storms over.

"Yes?" I bat my eyelashes sweetly.

He grabs me by the arm and drags me outside. Marvil follows at my heels.

After throwing me down on a nearby bench he begins to pace infront of me.

I look down at Marvil who looks up and me and shrugs.

Exactly what I was thinking.

"Severus, where is he?" he demands, looking down on me.

"I don't know" I reply truthfully.

"Then why did you bring me here?" he growls.

"I-I-…" I trail off, actually lost for words.

He stares at me with his dark silver eyes.

"I had a letter from him ok" I blurted out.

I instantly regret it, he looks like all his Christmases have come at once, it seems that Severus makes a habit of putting clues in letters, I'm sure that he would have done that with his Death Muncher pals.

Crap.

I bet he knows exactly how to decipher it.

"Give it to me" he orders holding out his hand.

As if.

"I don't have it, I left it at the Manor" I tell him trying to look all innocent and not draw attention to the crumpled letter in my pocket.

"What did it say?" he bellows changing tact.

Ok at least he is off the subject.

"Something about cobbled streets of his he-"

Oh my god, I think I just cracked it.

"Cobbled streets, yes, Hogsmeade, ok, what else?" he demands.

I can't tell him.

I can't believe I didn't see it before.

"Eh?" I ask to the owner of the booming voice spitting in my face.

"Cobbled streets of what?"

"Erm... His soul, it said cobbled streets of my soul" I lied again for what felt like the millionth time that hour.

Its Malfoy though, and I don't have a problem lying to him.

"My soul, my soul…" Lucius' voice drowns out as I try to unscramble the real puzzle of words im my head.

'My dear Hermione we will meet again, wherever it may be, I will always hold a place for you in the cobbled streets of my heart.'

Ok so the cobbled streets bit is a tad obvious, probably there to get, my attention, make me realise it was a code.

Right so the next bit, 'my heart' that just has to be an anagram, a palace maybe?

Hye Mart, that makes sense, the huge Bookstore near the edge of the village.

But how to get there without Loopy Lucius?

"Marvil" I whisper.

"Yes Missy" he whispers back.

"I know where Sevy-Kins is"

"What?" he hisses.

"It's his code name" I whisper to the elf.

"Oh."

"Anyway" I wave a hand at him, "I need you to create a distraction so I can sneak off"

"Yes Missy, Marvil will do just that" the little elf grinned sinisterly.

Before I knew what was happening, and explosion went off somewhere nearby.

What the.

I look over to where Lucius was pacing and am startled to see him hanging upside down from a nearby tree.

Marvil shoos me with his hand and I begin to run.

I look back just before I reach the end of the village and see that children have taken to throwing fruit at him.

Got Marvil's good.