Okay! Here is the next bit in what I hope I can continue on! I'm shocked at myself really. I didn't think I would do another one for this. Read & Review Please. -London out.

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She walked through the halls. Hermione really had to get to History of Magic. She didn't want to be late for Binns class. Apparently they were going to be doing some research into their magical history. How they were going to do that? She didn't know and wanted to find out. She was almost to the classroom when she was pulled in to an empty classroom. She gasped, but it was muffled by the hand over her mouth.

Once she was pushed away from the person and the door had closed, she whipped around to look at the person. That and to hex them into tomorrow. She saw them putting silencing charms up. As she was about to start to hex the person, they turned around.

Silver eyes looked at her before a blond eyebrow raised sarcastically saying, "Classic Granger. Eager for class are you?"

She glared at him for a second before saying, "I actually want to further myself. Unlike some pureblood idiots that I know."

Malfoy glared back at her before his lips started to twitch. In a second they were laughing hard rolling on the ground, almost.

When she finally caught her breath she asked, "Draco? Why did you pull me in here?"

He straightened up and replied, "Can't a guy see his gorgeous girlfriend?" When she looked at him he went onto the other reason, "Fine. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up at the Astronomy Tower tonight?"

Hermione nodded slowly before sighing, "I would love to. But, surprisingly, Harry and Ron are noticing that I'm gone more often. Or more tired. There's only so much I can blame on over-studying for OWLS. Though I do need to work on my homework, so I don't fall behind."

Draco nodded at her understandingly, "I'm having that problem too. Not the problem with friends, but the OWL studying. I think we should take a week to mislead them. I can always pull you away so we can find out when we can meet again."

She smiled at him, "Thanks, Dragon. For understanding, that is."

He smiled at her and said ruefully, "I never should have told you that my childhood nickname was Dragon."

All he got in reply was laughter before they both went their way.

All together, it was a normal meeting for this secret pair.

"-So that is why Professor Snape is here today," Binns finished.

Hermione nodded in understanding. They would brew a potion in Potions that would basically give you your family tree, when you mixed it with your blood and put a couple drops on a blank piece of parchment. They would get credit in Potions for completing it, and they would get to know their family history. She was eager to learn if she had any witches of wizards in her blood line. This was just the precursor though, they would go into detail about wizarding houses among other things.

She looked around and was surprised to find that the rest of the class had managed to stay awake. Then again, Professor Snape was here. You really don't want to fall asleep in the same room as him, she reckoned.

As the bell rang, she gathered her stuff up. She proceeded to walk to the Great Hall for lunch, she chattered about the assignment with Harry and Ron.

"-I really don't see the point. After all I got a look at Percy and Bill's parchment. It was boring!" Ron moaned.

Harry chuckled and patted Ron on the back, "I'm interested to learn about my family's history. My Aunt and Uncle haven't said much about my parents or grandparents. And what they have said wasn't nice or was a lie."

She nodded at them as she sat down and started to eat lunch. As the boys talked about Quidditch or about how horrible Umbridge was, her thoughts wandered elsewhere. She wondered if she could possibly have a magical person in her blood line. If every other muggleborn did, then there could be a break through. What if being descended from a witch or wizard made a muggleborn more likely to be magical? It was an interesting thought. She would probably find out soon. With them working on the potion in both History of Magic and Potions, it should be done in two or three days.

She couldn't wait.

Elsewhere

It was painful, but they managed to do it. He had regained his body back. After that little find they had made, he knew that it was incredibly foolish of him to make them. That and Severus telling him that Dumbledore had started searching. He was glad that Severus had managed to swap out the real diary for a fake one that could still pass as a Horcrux. He was still mad at Lucius for almost having a part of his soul die. But he was glad that his most loyal friend had managed to save it. It was a pity the Great Snake got murdered. He would have another reason to want to kill Potter.

He felt much better. He had got some of his friends out of Azkaban, including his wife. It had been blamed on Sirus. (He would have to send him an apology through Regulus) Sirus who was on his side. He had been convinced by his brother Regulus. Regulus was still alive, due to the fact that he needed a friend that would have no ties and could work as an actual shadow. He would be able to do more things for him without being looked at as suspicious. He was touched that he would do that for him. Then again, the death of his wife had struck Regulus hard.

He was looking forward to a night with his wife, back as himself. He let himself be extremely happy, not caring one bit that his only Horcrux could tell. He was just glad that he could function normally with that one piece still missing. He would, of course, capture Potter and take his soul back. Before killing him, that is. Oh, he would do it the muggle way, with knifes and fire. There was no chance that he'd let himself be hit by the killing curse again.

Oh yes, Dumbledore would rue the day he made this little war personal. Or else his name wouldn't be Tom Marvolo Riddle.