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A/N: Sorry it took me so long, I've been sooo busy lately. Also I apologize for the shortness.

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Chapter 12: Shock

Harry's eyes slowly opened as he took in the far too familiar sight of the hospital wing ceiling.

"Damn Neville" He grumbled, forcing himself to sit up in bed. Glancing around he rubbed a tired hand over his face while he groped for his glasses on the bedside table.

"Ah Mr. Potter you're awake" Madame Pomfrey's familiar voice sounded as she swept into his small cubicle area.

"Yea unfortunately" Harry said, grimacing as he saw a green bottle in her hand. "What's that?" He asked, wrinkling his nose.

"This? Oh this is for Adrian Malfoy, don't worry Mr. Potter now that your burns are healed you're perfectly healthy and able to go" She said, hastily shoving the bottle away as if she didn't want him to see it.

"Oh, okay then" Harry said slowly his mind instantly jumping to the 'Adrian Malfoy' section of his brain. He was still extremely curious about the boy and wanted to 'figure him out' so to speak .

"So I can go?" Harry asked her curiously.

"Yes, just make sure you take it easy today. You're excused from your morning classes" She said, bustling out of the small area and towards her own office. Harry's eyes widened as he slowly dressed and made his way out from behind the privacy curtain. Glancing around he noted another isolation curtain in place and assumed Adrian was behind it. Arching an eyebrow, Harry made his way towards the curtain, intent on at least speaking to the Malfoy son.

"Adrian?" He hissed, sticking his head through the area and instantly quieting once he realized the boy was sound asleep. His eyes grew wide as he noted the too pale, thin teenager. Adrian's face and arms, which were visible were covered in bandages. He winced, Madame Pomfrey had been able to heal him effortlessly, why not Adrian? He stepped into the room trying to remain quiet and sneaky as to not wake the teen. A bottle of water and a few potions sat on the bedside table, along with a thick book. Slipping closer, Harry began to examine the potions bottle. He recognized two, but the third had an odd name and was said to be designed specifically for the Malfoy family. Sodding purebloods, they even had their own private potion. Harry muttered under his breath before picking up the thick book and flicking through it. His eyes grew wide as he realized it was a diary of some sort, it looked like Adrian's. Glancing around, Harry impulsively shoved the book into his bag before running out of the room. Ignoring Pomfrey's call for him to take it easy he bolted towards Gryffindor tower, intent on unraveling the mystery that was Adrian Malfoy.

HP/HP

Draco sighed, walking into the hospital wing after a restless night sleep. Blaise, Greg and Vince were all waiting outside for him since it was lunch break. He had to check on his twin, he was worried sick about Adrian especially since he was in the wing with Potter of all people. Flashing silver eyes took in the hospital wing and widened in surprise as he realized that Potter was, in fact, gone.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Madame Pomfrey questioned, watching the young man in question with kind eyes.

"How is he?" Draco bit out, fighting to keep his tone low and polite.

"He's a bit beat up, due to his previous condition he's a bit harder to heal then the average student" She admitted.

"But over all he's fine, should be able to go back to the dorms tomorrow morning" She reassured, "He's sleeping right now" She added as Draco made his way towards the curtains. Frowning, Draco stuck his head into the make shift room and eyed his twin critically.

"Tomorrow?" He questioned, looking back at Pomfrey, a frown on his aristocratic face.

"Yes tomorrow, he needs some rest and for those burns to heal up a bit more, but provided he takes it easy he can leave tomorrow" She said smiling.

"Come back around dinner, he should be awake by then" She said, nodding for him to leave. Sighing again Dray made his way out of the wing, immediately filling his friends in on everything that happened.

"I'm going to kill Longbottom. You should see him, all covered in bandages and taking about fifty bloody potions" Draco snarled as he stalked towards Defense, closely followed by Blaise and the others.

"Don't worry Dray, we'll get Longbottom for this. Professor Snape will kill him in Saturday detention anyway" Blaise reassured as they took their seats.

"Blood sodding Gryffindors, can't even make a potion properly" Draco hissed under his breath, barely paying attention to the teacher at all.

HP/HP

Sitting in the common room, having almost finished reading Adrian Malfoy's diary, Harry turned his attention to Hermione.

"Mione?" He asked, causing the girl to glance up from her studies.

"Yea Harry?" She asked, smiling in his general direction.

"What do you know about bloodline curses?" He asked, his hand fingering the spine of the diary.

"Bloodline curses?" Hermione asked, her brows furrowing as she thought.

"Not much, only that there are multiple curses and they're designed to target someone of a specific blood from the time the blood line's cursed until the line dies out" She said, "Why?"

"I think Adrian Malfoy has one" Harry admitted.

"That doesn't make sense, if Adrian has one then so would Draco" Hermione pointed out.

"Unless its a curse specific to Adrian or to something else" Harry argued, looking strained.

"Maybe" Hermione agreed, her voice soft as she thought.

"It would explain why we haven't been able to identify any of his symptoms, I wonder who would curse Adrian Malfoy though? I mean he's a nice enough boy, not like his brother" Hermione said shuddering delicately.

"Yea..." Harry agreed, turning his attention back to the diary.

"I'll look into it. I'm sure the library has books on bloodline curses and who's family has them" The brainy witch said, grinning at the prospect of a new thing to study.

"Thanks Mione" Harry beamed as Ron came into the common room, swearing under his breath.

"Bloody Filch, made me scrub the whole bathroom, with a toothbrush" Ron groaned, flopping down next to Harry.

"That's what you get for setting of a firework in the soup" Hermione said, rolling her eyes at Ron.

"A toothbrush Mione, you know how big the boys' loo is? It took me ages and I didn't even finish I have to go back tomorrow" The red head muttered.

"Thats tough mate, Filch's a blood menace. I can't understand why Dumbledore keeps him around" Harry said, shaking his head in disgust.

"I mean he cares more for busting and punishing students then he does for keeping the castle clean" Harry stated, drawing Hermione back into the conversation.

"I have to admit the man does seem a bit obsessed with getting everyone in trouble. I'm sure if he cared more about taking care of the castle the students would behave better. I mean one takes pride in their place of residence. If it wasn't such a pig sty I bet people would stop harassing him and making messes" Hermione said almost in lecture mode.

Ron and Harry shared a look, silently agreeing that no matter how clean the castle was students would always torture Filch.

"My Dad says he's always been bloody awful, even in his day" Harry said, "Filch will always been more obsessed with student torture and trying to deal with Peeves then cleanliness" He added, shrugging as Hermione's mouth thinned in obvious annoyance.

"Besides who cares what Filch does as long as he leaves us alone?"

"Easy for you to say mate, you're not cleaning the loo with a toothbrush" Ron muttered darkly.