I really hope everyone enjoys this chapter.

Chapter 21

A Revelation

April 26, 1999

Mexico City, Mexico

Michael was roaming the streets of one of the largest wizarding cities in the western hemisphere. Mexico City was huge. It was one of the poorest wizarding cities he'd ever seen, but it was huge. He was in search of a gift for Wina. She had talked about wanting art from an artist who was located in Mexico City. Now, he just needed to find him. He had been in three different art shops and those were all a fail. Wina had said this guy was very illusive but damn, he was like a ghost. He had asked random people on the streets and random street vendors. He was coming up empty handed.

Michael made his way into another art shop and asked if they sold anything by the name of Damian Costa. The owner looked at him and motioned for Michael to follow him. They went into a back room where there were walls of paintings. They were all beautiful.

"These are Costa's paintings. He isn't very well known. How did you hear about him and how'd you find my shop?" The owner asked in decent English.

"My girlfriend really likes Costa's work. She doesn't have any but really admires it. I have been wandering around the city for nearly 3 hours now trying to find anyone who knowns anything about him. No one has known anything. I just stumbled in here by pure luck."

Michael was looking a each piece hanging on the wall. He choose two pieces that went together and payed for them. They weren't cheap, damn. The shop owner said he would ship them to the address right away.

Michael left the shop and went to hunt for some food. He saw a tall man with long blond hair, a lady with long blonde hair, and they had a child with blond hair. Beside the child was a girl with long black hair and a pudgy boy with ordinary brown hair.

Michael switched into PTSD mode. Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco Malfoy were walking in Mexico City. Why the hell were they in Mexico? Draco brought along Pansy and Crabbe. He followed the Malfoy's for a long while, forgetting he was hungry. Finally, they headed into a hotel. Michael followed along. He followed them into the lift and pushed the floor above theirs. When they got off the life he quickly cast a spell to make him invisible and headed out after them. He followed them into a very large suite. Draco, Pansy, and Crabbe headed into the other room and Lucius and Narcissa began to take off their outer robes. Once neither of them had their wands, Michael silenced them and stood over Lucius and relished as he preformed the curse on him. Lucius was an evil bastard. He deserved to die.

Michael then walked over to Narcissa who was terrified. She couldn't move because Michael had preformed a leg locking jinx on her. He slowly cast the spell and watched as all of her precious Black blood spilled onto the bed and the carpet.

Michael headed into the other room and disarmed all three of his peers. He went to school with those bastards. He wanted them to suffer. He was going to get so much joy out of this. Crabbe and Draco went after Michael but Michael had a wand and they didn't. He hung them up by their feet.

"You are all bastards. You made our lives Hell. You deserve all of the pain that is getting ready to come to are all evil. You are racist, evil, bastards. You're going to meet the same terrible fate that you so wanted to extend to everyone who didn't believe in your way of life." Michael said to the three people hanging by their feet.

They were too terrified to talk. They just watched as Michael took out his wand and slowly made small cuts across their bodies. They were screaming in pain. He started with Pansy and cut up her pug face. He then cast the curse and watch as her friends tried to get town and save her. He then went to Crabbe. He cast the same curse and saw Draco go very pale, even more pale than he was usually.

"Please, stop. Please. You don't have to do this. We didn't do anything to you. I don't even know who you are. Please stop. We haven't done anything. Please." Draco begged. Michael didn't care. He ever so slowly cast the curse so that Draco would suffer with the most pain. He screamed and yelled at the pain. Soon he stopped moving and took his final breath.

Michael sighed a sigh of relief grabbed the portkey in his pocket and passed out in his kitchen floor.

When Michael woke up he knew he had killed again. He couldn't remember anything. What the hell was setting him off? What the bloody hell? He had no damn idea and he had no idea what he could do to prevent this from happening. He knew he'd have to get a paper from Mexico to see how many he killed this time. Damn it!

Late on the 26th

Washington DC, United States

"Sir! Sir! Johnny Ray, I know you're home. Answer the damn floo!" Greg hollered.

"He's coming, Greg, he was in the shower." Felicia, Johnny Ray's wife, said.

"Sorry, ma'am. I wasn't trying to interrupt. He knows the only reason I'd be contacting him at home at this hour is because there has been another murder. I figured he was just going to ignore and he could wait till morning." Greg said, much more bashfully.

"He wishes he could wait till morning, but he knows this bastard isn't going to get any easier to catch. Where does he have to go this time?" Felicia asked.

"Mexico, a family and two friends of the boy were killed earlier this evening in Mexico City." Greg said. Johnny Ray had walked into the room and heard.

"I'll floo Roddy and we'll be in shortly. Thanks Greg. I can't wait to take about a month off and the ministry is going to pay for every time. You, me, and Roddy. We deserve a massive vacation." Johnny Ray cut the floo off and decided just to go and get Roddy.

Roddy and Johnny Ray were in a very nice hotel in wizarding Mexico City. The family had been on vacation from Canada and were killed late in the afternoon is what the Mexican WP had told Roddy and Johnny Ray.

Roddy walked into the room and all he saw was a man and woman with blonde hair. His gut tightened. All that blonde hair. It looked like Lucius and Narcissa. He got control of himself and looked at the faces. It wasn't them, but damn, all that blonde hair it could have been. They took photos and headed to the other room.

Roddy stopped dead in his tracks.

"If I didn't know better I'd say that was Draco and two of his classmates from school." Roddy breathed. There was a boy with blond hair that could have easily been Draco then there was a rather plump boy with brown hair that could have passed for a better looking Crabbe if he hadn't been dead. The girl had long black hair and could have passed for Pansy from far away. This freaked Roddy out.

"Damn, sir." Was all Roddy was capable of saying.

"Do you need a moment, Roddy? I know how hard this can be." Johnny Ray asked.

Roddy took a deep breath, "No, sir. I'm fine. It just really freaked me out. The man and woman could have been Draco's parents with all that blond hair and then Draco and that guys blond hair and he went to school with two kids that could have passed as these two. It was just a lot to take in all at once."

There had been some different stuff done to these kids. It looked like this was more personal.

After they were done they headed back to DC. Roddy decided he'd just finish up with Johnny Ray and head over to England and see if he could grab Draco, Ron, Harry, or Hermione. Johnny Ray agreed.

April 27, 1999

London, England

Roddy arrived in England around 11 and headed to Draco's office. He wasn't in. He left a message with his assistant and headed to the ministry to see if he could find Harry or Ron. They were both in training and wouldn't be available till 5 that evening. Roddy decided he'd see if he could get to Hogwarts. He went and found Mr. Weasley.

"Roddy, my boy, what are you doing here?" Mr. Weasley said.

"I need to talk to Draco, Ron, Harry, and Hermione but the first three I can't get in touch with and I need to know how I can get to Hogwarts to talk to Hermione. It's important, sir."

"Well, the best we can do is floo the headmistress. Since Hermione has taken her N.E.W.T.s Minerva will probably allow Hermione to leave or allow her to have a visitor. Let's go inside my office and we'll floo her now." Mr. Weasley said.

"Thank you, Sir."

"Minerva, I have Roddy Allen here, Draco's friend from America and he needs to see Hermione as soon as he can. Is she allowed to leave or can he go there? He says it is very important."

"Tell Mr. Allen that Ms. Granger will meet him at their usual place in 15 minutes. Thank you, Arthur." McGonagall said before shutting off the floo and heading out to find Hermione.

Granger House

Hermione floo'd into her parents house. She didn't like using the floo often, but it was much faster than having to walk to Hogsmeade to apparate. Roddy was waiting for her when she arrived.

"What's going on, Roddy?" Hermione asked with panic in her voice.

"There's been another murder, but Hermione, just wait till I show you the pictures." Roddy opened the file with all of the new information about the latest murder and the pictures were on top. Hermione's face went pale.

"No," she breathed. "No."

"It isn't him, but that's what I thought when I saw him too." Roddy said reassuringly. He wrapped his arm around her and comforted her. He showed her the rest of the pictures.

"Oh my gosh. It could be the Malfoy family and Crabbe and Pansy." Hermione said trying to keep her composure.

"I know. I walked in and freaked out slightly. It was bad. I wish we could get in touch with everyone."

Hermione looked at Roddy, "I can get the boys. You try and floo Draco, I'll contact Ron and Harry."

Hermione grabbed her necklace and pleaded for them to return her message. A few moments later there was a reply.

Roddy was able to reach Draco and all three of the guys were on the way to Hermione's parents house.

Once all three of the boys where there, Roddy began to explain and showed the pictures. All three of the boys stopped basically breathing.

"Scary, huh?" Roddy said.

"Damn scary!" Draco whispered.

"Yeah, freaked the hell out of me, let me tell you. I was almost sick." Roddy said.

Harry was standing there looking at the pictures. Hermione saw the glint in Harry's eyes and grabbed the rest of the pictures. She threw them up on the makeshift bulletin board and began focusing on the pictures. Her eyes and her mind were running as fast as they could.

At the same time Harry and Hermione said, "I've got it!" They looked at one another and Harry said, "All but a few them fit. The one of the old lady who owned the bookstore. She doesn't fit and neither does the couple working at that festival, but the rest of them do."

"I was thinking the same thing, maybe it wasn't her physical appearance but a sound or a smell." Hermione suggested.

"What the hell are you two talking about?" Ron asked.

"The murders. They all remind the killer of something related to Voldemort. Look at the pictures, the old man with cancer looks like Voldemort, the grieving family looks like death eaters, the mother of the Perry family looks like Bella, and the most recent ones look like Draco, his family, and other members of the Slytherin house." Hermione answered.

"Well, I'll be damn." Roddy said. "I'll be damn. You're sure as hell right, Hermione and Harry."

"What the hell do we do now is the better question?" Harry said. "Atleast we know that these aren't random murders anymore, they are provoking a memory of something dark, something or someone related to the war we just fought."

"You're right." Something else was running through Hermione's mind, but she couldn't place it. It was frustrating.

"Well, I guess that Ron, Harry, and I will really try and contact the rest of the wizards or witches on the list. At least we know something now." Roddy said. "We have something to go on. It isn't much, but it's much better than what we had, which was nothing."

Draco was still looking at the new pictures. "This murder was much more personal. Look, he tortured the three in the second bedroom. He thought it was me, Crabbe, and Pansy and he tortured us. We know whoever is doing this. Damn it!" Draco screamed the last two words. Hermione could see he was visibly upset about this. Whomever did this wanted to kill him. Hermione placed her hand on his back and gently rubbed it up and down.

Soon Draco had a meeting he had to get to and Roddy, Harry, and Ron headed out to find some more of the people on the list and Hermione headed back to Hogwarts. She was going to talk to McGonagall.

Hogwarts

Hermione said that password that got her into McGonagall's office and heard Luke and Neville's voice coming from the main room. Hermione knocked on the door.

"Come in Ms. Granger."

Hermione walked in the room.

"Everything okay Ms. Granger when Arthur floo'd me he said it was quite urgent."

"Well, there was more murders in Mexico City." Hermione opened up the file and showed the headmistress and her two friends the photos from the crime scene. "It freaked all of us out. Roddy was almost sick when he walked into the rooms. We think it is someone we knew and we think we've figured out what is setting this person off. We believe that this person looks at the people he or she is killing and sees dark witches or wizards. Look, the latest murders look like the Malfoy family, Crabbe, and Pansy." Hermione showed them more pictures, "He looks like Voldemort, this family looks like death eaters, and this lady looks like Bellatrix. All of these fit, except for this one and the couple from the festival, but we think that it wasn't the physical appearance that set the killer off but maybe a smell or a sound. We still don't know how this person knows sectumsempra but at least we know something." Hermione said.

" 'Mione, I'm so sorry." Neville said. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. She hugged him back.

"Ms. Granger, we will do everything we can to help you out. If you need too you are allowed to leave in order to help out Mr. Allen and his ministry. This is horrible."

"Thank you, Headmistress. Roddy will appreciate it."

All three of them left the Headmaster's office and headed back to their dorms before dinner.

April 30, 1999

Luke needed to talk to Michael. He needed to make sure that Michael was still planning on coming back for the one year memorial and to make sure he was going to stick around long enough to celebrate with the rest of the Ravenclaw house the next day.

"Michael Corner, Washington, United States." Luke spoke into the floo. The floo searched for Michael and found him after a moment.

"Hey mate! How are you doing?" Luke asked

"Great! How are you? What you doing?"

"I'm doing well, I just wanted to check in and make sure you are still coming back Monday for the memorial and then you are staying for the party." Luke asked.

"I sure am. Am I still able to crash in your dorm?"

"Yeah, I cleared it with McGonagall. It is fine. You remember how I told you Hermione kept disappearing? Well a while ago she told me why and then the other day she showed me some pictures." Luke went on to explain to Michael what was going on. Michael's heart began to speed up. Shit! Shit! Shit! Michael took some deep breaths to get himself under control.

Luke didn't tell Michael what was setting the killer off but said they felt closer than they had since everything began.

Michael said someone was at his door and shut off the floo.

Washington, United States

"Shit. Fuck. Damn. Shit!" Michael was repeating over and over again. Someone was close to catching him. Maybe he should just turn himself in they'd go easier on him if he turned himself in. No, he couldn't do that. Damn it! What the fuck was he going to do now?

He went to get his journal and started to write as quickly as his quill would allow. He had no idea what the hell he was going to do. He sat there thinking and writing for hours. By the time he stopped it was about two in the morning. He needed to get out of his house. He knew he needed to kill again. He needed to do it. He had gotten so stressed that he snapped and the illness took over.

He apparated to wizarding Seattle and began to walk around. Everyone looked like a death eater. He grabbed a woman's coat who was leaving a bar and apparated back with her to her home in Columbus, Ohio. There he watched her go in and check on her sleeping children then head to her own bedroom. There Michael revealed himself and cast the curse on her. As soon as she took her last breath he apparated to wizarding Columbus and grabbed ahold of another wizard who was a death eater. This time he was taken to Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The wizard didn't apparate home, but to a small alley behind a bar. Michael cast the curse and watched the man bleed out before he walked into the bar. There he grabbed ahold of another man who was apparating home. He was in New Orleans, Louisiana. He killed the man before he had enough and apparated home. He passed out on the floor of his kitchen again.

He awoke a few hours later and knew something horrible had happened but the last thing he remembered was writing in his journal about Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Draco looking for him. Damn it! He decided to forget about it and headed to his room to pack. He was heading to England for a few days and needed to get ready.

May 1, 1999

Washington DC, United States

"Sir, you need to get Roddy back here. There were three murders last night." Greg told Johnny Ray when he walked through the doors to his office.

"Shit! I'll floo him now. I think he's still staying at Draco's."

"Roddy, are you there? Answer the damn floo, Roddy!" Johnny Ray yelled.

"Sorry, sir. I was napping. What's happened?"

"He's done it again, but in three different places last night. All here in the States, but one in Ohio and two in Louisiana. Damn him. Damn him."

"Let me owl Harry and Ron and let me leave a note for Draco and I'll be over. Meet you in your office shortly." Roddy said and cut the floo off. He found some parchment and wrote to Ron and Harry. He attached the notes to Speedo and left a note for Draco on the table and headed back to DC.

Johnny Ray was drinking a glass of sweet tea when Roddy arrived. "Ready to go, Roddy?" Johnny Ray asked.

"I guess I'll have to be, won't I, sir?"

They apparated to Columbus first and did everything that usually did then headed to Louisiana. By the time they got back to DC it was late and both Johnny Ray and Roddy were exhausted. They both went home to crash and decided to meet up again in the morning.

May 2, 1999

Hogwarts

Hermione, Luke, Neville, and McGonagall were running around trying to make sure everything was ready for everyone to arrive in just about an hour. Harry and Ron were already there. Harry was nervous to give a speech. Shacklebolt had arrived already as well. Soon the lawns began to fill with witches and wizards. Hermione spotted Michael Corner with Luke, something rubbed her about seeing him but she wasn't able to think about that right now, she had about a hundred other things to do. She went and looked for Draco. She found him talking to Goyle and Blaise. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. Goyle and Blaise stared at him.

"So what Nott said was true, you are seeing her?" Goyle spat with disgust in his voice.

"You better watch what comes out of your mouth, Golye. I have no problem doing exactly what I did to Nott to you as well. I am with Hermione, and we are very happy. Today, of all days, isn't the day to mess with me or anyone else here, for that matter." Draco said and led Hermione away.

He wrapped her in another hug and told her everything was going to be okay.

"I know today is going to be a very hard day for you, but you're amazing and strong, and you'll be able to get through this. I care so much about you Hermione. You helped change the world. Remember that today, even though it is laced with much sorrow, is a celebration of the day that our world began to heal. Voldemort is gone and hopefully there will never be another witch or wizard to create such havoc ever again. You helped everything become better. I need to go find my mum, I'll find you after it's over. Oh, Hermione, you're the best thing in my life. Thank you." He kissed her and went to go find his mother. He wanted to tell her he loved her, but he wasn't sure if he was ready for that or if she was. Today, was filled with more than enough emotion as was, he didn't need to add anymore to it.

That made Hermione feel loads better. She loved him, she was afraid to tell him that though. She made her way to the rest of the Weasley's. They were sitting in the front with Neville, Lee, Seamus, and Dean. Hermione sat down between Ron and Harry. They both took ahold of Hermione's hands. McGonagall began to speak first. She gave a lovely testimony. She then talked about how much change she has seen since the war ended and how proud she was of everyone and of everything that had been accomplished in a year.

It was Harry's turn to speak next. He quickly squeezed Ginny and Hermione's hand and looked at everyone and made his way onto the platform.

His hands were shaking but his voice was strong.

"Thank you all for coming today. When Shacklebolt asked me to speak today I originally turned him down, but then I got to thinking and I decided that I should say something. I want to thank all of you. If it wasn't for so many of you standing behind me I don't think I would have been near as successful. I may have been the one who actually killed Voldemort but so many of you were standing by my side the entire time. You kept me safe, you suffered many losses, you've been injured, you've suffered. I can't even begin to thank you for everything. Today, we are here to remember the fact that we were victorious. We defeated Voldemort! We are still trying to rebuild our lives and we are still trying to get over the losses.

We have come a long way in just a year. I have personally seen people change; people I judged harshly have proven me very wrong. One of those people has become a friend, he is out doing a good thing and helping others. So many of us are still healing and we will be healing for a long time to come but we have to remember that we have made the world a much better place for the next generation. I look at my godson, Teddy, and know that even though both of his parents are gone, his world will be better. I look at Victoria Weasley and know her parents won't have to worry about her safety.

We remember those we lost, Sybill Trelawney, Albus Dumbledore, Professor Burbage, Lavender Brown, Colin Creevy, Remus Lupin, Nymohadora Tonks, Igor Karkaroff, Alastor Moody, Sirius Black, Fred Weasley,and Severus Snape ,among others" At this Harry's voice broke. He looked down at all of his friends and family Ron and Hermione smiled and he glanced at Draco and Draco nodded. Harry got himself under control.

"This war changed us. We will never forget what happened here one year ago. It will be with us forever but we know that we have changed the wizarding world forever. That war was much bigger than me and you. It started way before that night in Godric's Hollow, but it is over now. We have many people to thank for that. We lost loved ones. We lost friends and family. We will never get those loved ones back but their memories will live on within us forever, they will forever be in our hearts. We loved them and that will live on. I need to tell you about someone whose story was tainted but he was a brave man.

I feel that now is the right time to share that story. It isn't really my story to share, but I am the only one left who can share the story. I know that a lot of you out there still think that Severus Snape served Voldemort. One year ago, yesterday, I would have agreed with you, but I am here to tell you that he was the bravest man I've ever know and he was very faithful to Dumbledore, the light, and even to me till his last breath. I'm going to share with you the story of undying love and the ultimate sacrifice.

Severus Snape was a half-blood and lived in a muggle neighborhood where my mother, Lily, grew up. He and my mother, a muggle born witch, became friends and Snape fell in love with my mother at a very young age - 9. When they went to Hogwarts Snape was sorted into Slytherin and my mum was sorted into Gryffindor. They tried to remain friends, but Snape was made fun of and bullied by my father and godfather and it made it hard for my mum.

Even though he wasn't a pure blood he followed the rest of the members of his house and believed in blood purity even though he was in love with my mum. He was fascinated with the dark arts and that strained his relationship between he and my mum. After graduation Snape joined the death eaters. He continued to love Lily. Not to long before my parents were killed he went to Dumbledore and begged that he protect Lily and her family. He would do anything to have Lily protected. Snape turned that night when Dumbledore said he would do everything he could to protect Lily and her family. He became a member of the Order and the person that Dumbledore trusted only second to McGonagall.

He turned to the light because of my mother, because of his undying love for my mum. When my parents were killed Snape came to Dumbledore heart broken. He was in pieces. Dumbledore explained what happened and explained that my father trusted Peter Pettigrew and Pettigrew turned to the dark and there was nothing he could have done. Snape went to my parents house and held my mother and cried. He was still deeply and madly in love with her.

I have my mother's eyes, as I'm sure you all are well aware of, this kept Snape serving the light. He knew that Lily would have wanted me protected and he knew that Lily would have trusted him with me. Snape watched over me at Hogwarts even when I thought he was out to get me, and I thought he was trying to kill me many times, but he was trying to keep me alive.

He loved my mother so much that his patronus became a doe, like my mums'. As you all know Snape killed Dumbledore. Dumbledore knew that Draco Malfoy was ordered to kill him and Dumbledore didn't want someone so innocent and put in the hardest imaginable situation to loose his innocence, so Dumbledore asked that Snape be the one to kill him. He knew that this was the only way that Voldemort would ever fully trust Snape, and it worked. Mr. Malfoy was allowed to remain a child which saved his heart from being tainted forever and Snape became Voldemort's closest advisor." Harry stopped and looked up at Draco. Draco's hand was laced in his mother's hand and tears were streaming down both of their faces. Harry took a deep breath and continued.

"He tried to change the information given to Voldemort and give him false information whenever he was able to. He also promised that he would make sure no death eaters ran the school and no one seriously hurt the students while they were at school as best of his ability. The night that Severus died I watched it happen. I went in after Voldemort told Nagini to finish Snape off, before Snape could take his last breath he shed a few tears that contained specific memories he needed me to see. I bottled those memories and watched them in a pensive. Snape's final act of courage was to save the boy who had his one and only true love's eyes. He always loved my mother. He payed the ultimate sacrifice for her. He helped save the wizarding world. Without him I don't think the light would have been successful.

Severus Snape was a brave and courageous man. He deserves our honor and respect just like Dumbledore, Fred, Tonks, Sirius, Lupin, Moody, and everyone else who died for the light. It was men and women like Severus Snape that allowed the Light to be successful."

Harry stepped down and went back to his seat between Ginny and Hermione. Hermione hugged him and Ginny wiped the tears from his eyes. After Harry's speech every person was in tears. Once everyone settled back down Kingsley Shacklebolt stood up and spoke. It couldn't compare to Harry's speech but it was touching nonetheless.

The few remaining members of The Order: the Weasley's, McGonagall, Harry, Hermione, Shacklebolt, Aberforth, Diggle, Hagrid, Elphias Doge, and Madam Maxine, reveled a memorial statue and garden to all of those who lost their lives in the war. All the names of those who fought for the Light in either war or in between the war and lost their lives, were on stones in the garden. It was beautiful.

Hermione stood up at this time. She hadn't told anyone she was going to do this but McGonagall.

"I know what I'm going to say is going to be frowned upon, but I think that we ought to atleast remember ALL those who lost their lives fighting in the war. There were people on both sides and those people all had families and were loved by someone. We need to remember Bellatrix LeStragne, Rodolphus LeStrange, Gibbon, Peter Pettigrew, Yaxley, Nott Sr., Amycus Carrow, and Vincent Crabbe. I know there were other deaths on the side of the dark, but these are the only names that have been made available. They died just like the those who fought for the light. I believe they atleast deserved to be recognized.

With that Hermione stepped down. It needed to be done. She felt better now.

Everyone gathered in the Great Hall for finger foods and drinks. Hermione was with Harry, Neville, Ron, and the rest of the Weasley's when Draco and his mother found them. Draco could only smile at her and wrap his arms around her. She hugged him back.

"Hermione, this is my mother, Narcissa Malfoy. Mother, this is Hermione Granger, my girlfriend." Draco said. Hermione stuck out her hand and Narcissa took it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Malfoy." Hermione said.

"Pleasure is all mine, dear. You've brought great joy to Draco. I can't thank you enough." Mrs. Malfoy said before her sister and great-nephew joined them. Harry took Teddy and Narcissa looked at Harry and said,

"Mr. Potter, your speech was lovely. The story about Severus was very moving. He always was different than the rest of them. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for everything you've done."

"Thank you, ma'am. Snape was a brilliant and courageous man." Harry said before someone else came up to him.

As the evening wore on people slowly began to leave. Once most of the hall had been emptied Draco and Hermione went to find Ron and Harry.

"I need to talk to you two." Draco said with a look in his eyes that made Ron and Harry follow him right away.

"I got an owl from Roddy this morning. There were 3 murders last night in America. All in three different places. Roddy was sending everything to you today, but he knew that you were all very busy today. He said he will be over on Wednesday. He had some things he needed to get done in America today and yesterday. I just wanted to let you know."

"Damn it! I was afraid that was going to happen. I wondered if it being the year anniversary was going to set this bastard off. We'll meet Wednesday in Hogsmeade at 10:15?" Harry asked.

They all agreed. Everyone trickled out of the hall and soon it was just Draco and Hermione, sitting alone in the Great Hall. Hermione needed to go and meet with Luke about the Ravenclaw party the next day and then she had to do rounds. She walked Draco to the edge of the gate and kissed him goodbye and saying they'd see one another on Wednesday.