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Draco in an unexpected situation

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They then enjoyed their gifts for the remainder of the Evening. Draco shot around the small island, whipping around the trees, avoiding the occasional animal, and whooping loudly. Neville, unsure of the layout of the island, attempted to follow the dot that Draco was against the sky, but ended up on a large hard surface that was much more fun to zoom around on.

Overall they had a nice Christmas. But it was back to some hard work for them the next day.

8) Expand the Search!

"Give me more!"

"Lucius… I…. I don't…"

"Fudge, will you stop stammering and just assign another ten wizards to finding him!"

"Lucius… I told you that I…"

"Get it done! Remember my last generous donation to the Fudge relief fund? What happens to your four secretaries when I don't donate any more?"

"But…"

"Get it done!" Lucius stormed out of the room, leaving a pale clammy Minister of magic alone in his office. Cornelius was decidedly unhappy with the situation. He had already assigned two full time teams of 5 to the case. They were having no luck. No more were the one team of 5 that were looking for the other six missing students of Hogwarts.

Cornelius has last seen the trunk of money that he was promised with less than half of its capacity filled. Ten galleons had been removed each day that Draco Malfoy was not found.

Cornelius had received weekly updates on the case. Each time, the update consisted of "We still can't find him. He has just disappeared."

They were all confused. They didn't know how to proceed. The teams spent all day every day looking for the boy. They flew over the oceans on broomsticks, looking at the grounds, searching for Draco's magical signature, walking around in town centres all over the world in muggle clothing, walking along ocean floors, and riverbeds, searching for anything that may give them a clue.

They were very confused. They did not know how they could miss the boy. Even if he were dead, his body would have remains of magic in it, and his magical signature would remain the same.

They just didn't realise that the answer was in front of their noses- the magic of the House Elves- the magic that they seriously under estimated.

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Goyle was frantic. He was home for the holidays. No one had told him a thing. He missed his friend.

He had attempted to find Draco before, and he had a plan that he was sure was going to work. Just one tricky bit to do first- getting there.

Goyle had everything prepared for his trip. He was going to apparate to Cornwall, then hop on a boat there that was going to go beyond the UK border. From beyond the border, he could create and use a portkey to Morocco, where he wanted to meet a wizard to whom he was acquainted, in order to find out about magical stealth and how Draco could have been hidden.

Goyle knew that the biggest flaw in his plan was that his success with apparition had been sporadic. The last time, he had lost all of the hair on the back of his head, causing him to have to go to St. Mungo's for treatment. He had been able to leave the hospital with a full head of hair again, but for a few hours he had a cold head and was embarrassed.

Goyle gathered all of his items that he required around him, and prepared himself for the apparition.

"Here we go then" he muttered to himself.

The house elf inside happened to be glancing out of the kitchen window at this moment in time. He saw Gregory standing in the garden with a bag in one hand, saw his lips move, and then Goyle spun around. When his body jerked, his right leg tore itself from his body and span into oblivion, the rest of his body fell to the ground and Gregory screamed in pain.

Tani used elf apparition to go to Goyle's side. He quickly stemmed the bleeding so that Goyle could gain strength.

When he had enough strength, Goyle performed the counter charm to the apparition to gain his leg back. The leg came back knobbly, bleeding, and with no remaining clothing on it. But at least it was there.

Goyle fainted, and Tani apparated himself and Goyle to St. Mungos.

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