Author's note: Hello! So the moment you've all been waiting for!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that JKR has written about, but I simply borrow those characters and twist them into random plots.

Chapter Sixteen:

A Disruption in Our Lines of Influence

Harry's POV

I was done interrogating Doctor Faint and was waiting for Draco at the spot we specified. It has been twenty minutes and he hasn't shown up. Maybe he's trapped in the doctor's office. I'll wait fifteen more minutes until I go for looking for him.

I looked at my watch several times. I was getting impatient and most of all worried. What if something happened to him? What could I really do? I couldn't go and tell Hermione, but I would have to. If Draco didn't show up at home, what could I do? I was the only one who knew what happened to him, or lack there of.

I paced the hallway as I continued to take glances at my watch. It had been only two minutes and I was ready to rush up the office. I know Draco could take care of himself, but it didn't ease my nerves. Three more minutes passed and I knew I had to go up there.

I pushed the button to the elevator impatiently. I tapped my foot as I watched the elevator descend. As soon as the doors opened, I hurried inside and pressed the button for the floor several times. I wished this fucking thing would hurry up.

I didn't have a plan. I would just have to figure things out as I went along. When the doors opened, I walked slowly and as quietly as I could down the corridor. I silently casted a Disillusionment upon myself. I walked to Doctor Faint's door. I pressed my ear to it. I didn't hear anything. but that didn't mean he wasn't in there. I decided to knock and see if he came to the door. I waited several minutes after the knock. When no one came to the door, I looked around. The corridor seemed deserted. I muttered a quick Alohamora and let myself in.

The office was dark and silent. The doctor must have left not long after I interrogated him. I kept my Disillusionment spell up just in case someone came in. I roamed around the office running my hands on every service. I wanted to see if the cloak was here or Draco in general. I knew that he wasn't, but part of me hoped. When I searched every inch of office and came up empty, the panic in my stomach doubled.

Draco nor the cloak was here. He was either taken or was following someone. I took out my wand and cast a few spells to see what the last spells casted were in the room were. I found only Stupefy, Mobiliarbus, Accio, and the spell Draco told him he was going to use. Draco had to have been taken. I was sure of it.

I paced the office several times. I don't know who could have taken him. Anyone could have taken him. I had to tell Hermione, but not until I absolutely had to.

Draco's POV

I wake with a jolt. I looked around the lavish room. I blink several times and swallow. My throat feels dry and scratchy. Where am I? Then everything that happened hours - how long has it been really - ago came back to me.

I was searching Doctor Faint's office and his fireplace. I remember wondering who the mysterious person that didn't show their face and changed their voice was. And then I remember someone coming through the floo. And I recognized them. Who was it again? My eyes grew wide when the face swam back into my vision.

"Pansy."

I heard a laugh come from my left. I turn my head as best as I could toward the sound.

"It's about time you woke, Draco," she purred.

I stared at her, jaw set.

"Oh, Kneazle have your tongue?" She sneered.

"No," I say defiantly.

"Ooh! Such frightening words. Has that Mudblood truly made you soft, Draco?" Pansy whispered.

"Don't you dare fucking call her that! She's more of a person than you'll ever be!" I yelled at her.

Pansy's smirk grew. "So you think, darling. You've been brainwashed. She's done something to you!"

"She hasn't done anything to me except help me be a better person. I started changing on my own, she sped the process up. She helped me!"

Pansy laughed humorlessly. "Please!" She drew out the word. "You've lost your edge. Where is the Draco I knew?"

"Dead! He is dead. I don't even want to be that person anymore. Why can't you except that?"

"Because this is wrong!" She screeched.

"No, you're wrong! You should know by now that what you think isn't right!"

She laughed again. "Listen to you! You sound just like them! What has she done to you!"

"NOTHING! I wanted to change and I changed. I knew that this whole Pureblood mania was wrong years ago," I bellowed.

She stared at me. In that moment she reminded me of my Aunt Bella. She almost looked unhinged.

"What happened to you, Pansy?" I asked in a calm voice.

"I got smart. Everything we were taught as children is the truth. No one deserves to live the way we do. You should know that," she said quietly.

"But you're wrong. Everyone that was born with magic in them deserves to be here."

"He was right, you know? He said you'd be like this," she said staring at the wall.

"Who said I'd be like this?" I asked searching her face.

She turned away from me and started walking to a door.

"Who said I'd be like this Pansy!" I yelled at her retreating back.

She paused as if she was going to answer me, but she quietly shut the door behind her.

My shoulders slumped. What was I going to do now? Pansy had taken me prisoner. I don't know where I am. Potter's probably going berserk because I haven't returned. And Hermione . . . she won't know where I am. She didn't even know what I was up to.

I laid my head back on the bed I was binded to. Hermione was going to be pissed. Guilt settled in my stomach. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes.

Harry's POV

I sat in front of the fireplace. I tried to use the spell Draco had used earlier, to no avail. I sighed and got up. It was almost five o'clock. I'm sure Hermione was starting to worry where Draco was. I suppose I have to tell her.

I opened the door a crack to see if the coast was clear. I hastily made my way out of the office and down the stairs. Once I got out on the street, I walked to an alley to apparate to the gates of the Manor. I took a deep breath and walked through them.

I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer it. To my surprise, Narcissa opened the door.

"Harry," she said neutrally.

"Mrs. Malfoy," I answered.

"You can call me Narcissa. I believe we owe it to each other."

I nodded. "I've come to see Hermione."

Narcissa stepped out onto the porch and closed the door behind her. "I know why you're here. Draco told me you two had some ridiculous plan."

"Yes," I said simply.

"I don't think telling her will help right now."

"And if I don't tell her, she'll be in a worse state than she is now," I said with an edge in my voice. "She'll wonder where her husband is. She's be angry, scared, and sad. I know Hermione. I've known her for several years."

"I know that. Can't you tell her he's on a trip somewhere? I just don't want her to worry about him."

"She's going to worry no matter what! I have to tell her Narcissa," I said staring into her eyes.

She looked like she wasn't going to let me into the house. She finally looked away and opened the door.

Hermione's POV

Narcissa walked into the library. "Hermione, Harry's here to see you."

My heart automatically sped up. Harry coming here couldn't be good news. Draco's missing. He had to be. If he wasn't he would have answered my owls.

When Harry came into the room, I saw how much he had to school his features. He didn't have the practice Draco has had over the years. Hell, even if he did I could always tell when something was up with him.

"Harry," I say quietly, dredging up a small smile.

"Hermione," he said sitting down across from me.

"What brings you here?" I asked very business-like.

"Draco."

"What about him?" The concern finally slipped into my tone.

Harry sighed. "I know he probably doesn't want me to tell you this, but what else am I supposed to do, let you wonder? Anyways, Draco and I planned to go find out as much as we could about who could have possible did this to you."

"I told him I didn't want to continue this until after we had the baby," I said harshly.

"He knows and so do I, but he didn't want to wait. He wanted to continue on before the trail grew cold."

"I don't know if I'm more pissed off that he went behind my back, worried that he's missing, or proud that he would do anything for me even if he knew it'd piss me off."

"I'd say a mixture of all three."

"Probably, but this doesn't make it any better. Do you know who could have taken him?"

"I don't. Besides coming here to inform you that he's missing, I was going to ask you if you had any idea who would do this."

"Harry, stop using your Auror prototypical on me. I don't know who would have taken him. It could be anyone," I panicked.

"Hermione, Hermione calm down. We will find him. I promise."

I couldn't speak, so I settled for a nod.

"Now, do you want a few Aurors to patrol the grounds?" Harry asked.

"N-no. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," I say pulling my Gryffindor courage around me like a blanket.

"If you need anything floo me or owl me. Ok?"

I nod at him.

Harry gave me one last look and headed out.

Narcissa walked in after Harry left. I looked at her. I wasn't the only person worried. I swiftly walked over to her and envelope her into a hug.

"We'll find him," I say to reassure us both.

"I know. If anyone can you and Harry can."

I'm glad one of us has faith in me.

A/N: Just so you know not everything is what it seems. XD And sorry things are SUPER short.