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Chapter 5 - The Mistake

Ron had never regretted anything more in his life. He had assumed he and Hermione would be together forever. It never occurred to him that he could mess it up, or that he'd have to try to have a happy relationship, but that's what Hermione wanted and he hadn't seen that. Now she was sleeping with Malfoy's slime ball mate and he couldn't talk to her because she wouldn't let him near her. He regretted showing up there that day. He regretted getting drunk at Parvati and Seamus's engagement party. He regretted ignoring and using Hermione.

"Cheer up, your fucking making me depressed and it's my birthday", Harry had just sat beside Ron in his lounge.

"Aw, sorry", was all he said.

Harry had a sandwich, he was about to bite it when Lavender came into the room, "Harry?"

"What, woman?!" he growled.

"I just want you to know that I'm going out".

"I don't care where you go, just fuck off", he replied, taking a huge bite of the lettuce and ham sandwich.

"OK", she stood in the doorway for a moment then added, "Happy birthday", before disappearing again.

"She didn't care. She just told me to get my stuff and get out", Ron began to cry. Harry looked at him. He was pathetic. For the last two days it had been doing the exact same thing over and over. He no longer went to work and sat at home bothering Harry, who also had no job. He had told the same the same story over and over since it had happened. Harry couldn't get away from it. He had told Ron he'd be better off and that he could go out and root who ever but none of that had cheered him up. He just became more and more depressed.

"She doesn't even want to talk about it. It's just 'Good Bye Ron, I don't care if you live or die'. I can't stand this", Ron blubbered.

"Ron, fuck up", Harry said, throwing the rest of his sandwich at his friend, "Anyone would think she'd cut your dick off or something", he got up and left the room to make another sandwich.

On the table in the kitchen was a card, it said "Happy Birthday Baby". Harry knew it was from Lavender. He decided he may as well open it. Inside was a card with moving Quidditch players, he wasn't amused. He opened the card and it said the usual, 'Happy Birthday' and 'hope you have a great day' but there was a hand written note from Lavender, 'Harry, please join me and all your friends at Hogsmeade tonight at the Three Broomsticks to celebrate your 21st year on this earth. I love you so much, Lavender xo'. There was a small p.s at the bottom 'I haven't invited him, but bring Ron as he is your best friend'. Harry laughed, she had to be kidding to think he would go to a birthday celebration that he had told her he didn't care about. And as for all his friends, he didn't want to see any of them. He didn't give it another thought all day, nor did he mention it to Ron, until there was a knock at the door and Harry found Ginny standing there smiling.

"Hermione said she was having lunch with Lavender so I assumed it would be safe to come over", she laughed, "Shockingly I got invited, so I thought I'd come by to see if your going to go to your own party. Otherwise there is no point in me going", Ginny smiled.

"Um", Harry wasn't sure what to say. Of course he had planned to stay home, but if Ginny was asking him to go, he couldn't say no, "Well, it is my party", he said with a smile.

"Good", Ginny beamed, "But make sure you bring bone bags there. I bet he hasn't left the house in days!"

"Nah, not since he found Blaise giving it to Hermione at their house on Saturday", Harry laughed but Ginny's jaw dropped.

"What?!" she gapped at him.

"Isn't she your best mate? Didn't she tell you she's banging Blaise?"

Ginny shook her head slowly, "They must have gone home together on Friday night", more to herself than anyone.

"Yeah, well anyway, he's being a fucking sook".

"Wow, ok, cool. Um I just came to see if you were going to go. So I'll see you tonight, I've got to go see Hermione", Ginny said quickly, standing up.

"Ok, I'll see you later", Harry said eagerly.

"Blaise?" Lavender gave Hermione a weird look, "Are you dating?"

"Um, no not really, I just would like to bring him as a friend", Hermione said nervously.

"Well, I told Harry to bring Ron, otherwise I thought he might not come", Lavender said.

"That's ok, Ron wont mind", Hermione wasn't exactly telling the truth, but it would be the best way to help him move on. If he didn't attack Blaise.

"Ok well, whatever", Lavender looked down at her paper that had all the party plans on it, "So on to the decorations then?"

"Yeah, yeah", Hermione said absent mindedly, "So Ron hasn't said anything about Saturday morning?"

"I have no idea, I say as far away from him as possible and Harry tells me nothing so, sorry but no idea", Lavender replied still looking down at her paper.

"Right", Hermione said, "I just want to make sure he's not to upset about what happened".

Lavender ignored her.

By the time that Hermione and Lavender had finished the decorations at the pub it looked amazing. They had both bought their clothes to change into and they wouldn't be rushed. Guests began to arrive from 8pm onwards Lavender wasn't surprised that Harry was among the first ones. First Ginny and Draco turned up earlier with the intention of helping set up, but they were far too late for that and began drinking. Soon after that Molly and Arthur came in with Bill and Fleur who were dressed very nicely. Fred and his date came in not long after his parents and were followed by Parvati and Seamus who awkwardly said hello to Dean who came in five minutes after them. Everyone cheered when Hagrid made his way in. No one had really seen him in the passed three years. Luna and Neville made a quiet entrance, and were overshadowed even more when Blaise entered and he walked up to Hermione, kissing her full on the lips. Ginny scowled when she saw this as she had asked Hermione about Blaise when she had first turned up. Hermione told her she had no idea what Ginny was talking about and that Ron must have been making up lies for attention.

"You lied to me", Ginny grasped Hermione's arm and pulled her to the side.

Hermione looked solemn, "Look, I don't know what this is ok. He's just a great guy and I like being with him, we're just having fun".

"That kiss did not look like it was just for fun", Ginny said strongly, a little angrier than she intended.

"Ginny, why does it matter?"

Ginny released Hermione's arm, "Look, he's a great guy but he's not exactly a one woman man. And what about Ron? You guys just broke up".

"Exactly! We just broke up; I'm not looking for a relationship so why does it matter?" Hermione patted her friends shoulder, "Don't worry about me".

Ginny nodded but it didn't change how she felt, she knew what Blaise was doing and she was going to make sure Draco didn't let it happen.

"Hermione is a grown woman, Gin", Draco said when Ginny asked him to talk to Blaise.

"I know that but Hermione is such a sweet person, he's going to hurt her. You know what he's like!"

"I know what he's like when he has a girlfriend. He managed to be totally faithful to all the chicks he's been with. I can't say that", Draco said honestly.

"Yes but when he's not in a relationship?"

"Alright, he is a bit of a man whore, but Hermione doesn't want a relationship. She said that".

"Draco, just talk to him!" Ginny said with force.

"Fine, but I'm going to look like a dick", Draco said with a sigh and a shake of the head.

It was at this moment that Harry walked in with Ron. Harry had dressed up but Ron looked as if he had just rolled out of bed, put on old jeans and a ripped sweater.

"Harry! You did come", Lavender ran up to him and threw her arms around him. He quickly shook her off and scanned the room. His eyes settled on a pretty red haired girl who was talking to Parvati, a large smile on her face. Lavender continued to paw at his arm but he barely noticed. He had a beeline for someone else.

With Lavender standing behind he approached Ginny, and greeted her.

"Harry, glad you made it!" Seeing Lavender behind him, she stood up and gave him a large hug, glaring at Lavender the whole time.

"Yeah, well I had to bring him out", he pointed his thumb over his shoulder at her brother when she let him go.

"O god, he looks terrible", Ginny put her hand over her mouth in disgust.

"Yeah, that's living on my couch", Harry joked.

"Harry, didn't you tell him to wash first?" Parvati asked horror in her voice.

Harry laughed, "He can do what he likes. I'm not his mum".

"Well, his mum's going to tell him what to do now", Parvati said, making everyone turn to watch Molly marching toward her son.

"WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME ABOUT HERMIONE! AND HOW DARE YOU COME TO A FRIENDS BIRTHDAY LOOKING AND SMELLING LIKE THAT!" she was so loud everyone else was silent, watching the humiliation.

Ron refused to answer her and merely accepted her bellowing, "-SHE WAS AMAZING AND YOU BLEW IT WITH YOUR STUPIDITY!"

"Mrs. Weasley, please", Hermione had come into the conversation now.

"No dear, he needs to hear this!" Molly said out of breath. Hermione backed away.

"She was the best girl you could ever have gotten and you-".

"Molly!" Arthur had followed her and was now attempting to pull her away from her son, "Your making a scene. It's Harry's birthday".

Draco cringed as he watched his girlfriends family behave like monkeys. He sidled around the room to where Blaise was standing far back, laughter in his eyes.

"Hey bro", Draco said.

"Hey, man Ginny's family are extreme", Blaise said, his eyes still on the argument.

"Yeah, um, there's something I want to talk to you about", he felt so awkward asking a mate something like this.

"What is it, Drake?" he took his eyes from Molly and looked at Draco.

"We'll When you told me about Cho, I told Ginny so she wouldn't be so angry at Bevan", Draco began putting his fingers through his hair.

"And?" Blaise looked confused. Draco had expected him to get angry.

"Well, now she thinks that you and Hermione are going to get all serious. Or more that Hermione is anyway and your still going to be sleeping around", Draco went red, "So she asked me to tell you to break it off with her if your not going to be with Cho and other girls so that Hermione doesn't get hurt".

Blaise chuckled, "Don't worry bro, I haven't seen Cho this last week and I wont if I'm seeing Hermione. But she doesn't want anything serious so Ginny doesn't need to worry".

Draco sighed, "I know, I hate that she gets me to do these things".

Blaise nodded knowingly, "When you've got the one, they can make you do anything".

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As the night wore on people began leave, particularly the older ones until there were a few people most of which were heavily drunk. Of these was Harry and Ginny. Lavender was sitting on Harry's right, pawing needlessly at his arm as all his attention was to the girl on his left who was in fits of giggles at Harry's jokes about his partner.

"Lavender get off my arm", Harry finally said, shaking her away.

"Harry, maybe we should go home", Lavender said, a whine in her voice.

"Why? I'm having an awesome time. You're the one that told me I had to come", he retorted turning back to Ginny.

"I wish she wouldn't act like this, it's pathetic", Harry said as if she had not been there.

"I can't believe you ended up with her", Ginny said with a huge grin at the girl who she disliked so deeply.

"Trust me, I wish I didn't", Harry said.

"Here you go dear", said the new bar keep that had recently replaced Rosemerta handing Ginny another drink, one she hadn't asked for. She wasn't like Rosemerta at all, she had long dark hair and her face was hidden in shadows unlike Rosemerta who was bright eyed and friendly.

"Hey, what about me", Harry complained. The girl gave him a sharp look but nodded curtly and poured him a drink.

"Anyway, you could do so much better", Ginny said, flirting with Harry.

"Well at least I was there to support him when you abandoned him", Lavender spat back.

"What did you say to me?" Ginny stood up from her stool and looked over Harry at the desperate girl.

"You abandoned him, you can't have him back".

"I did not abandon him, and if I wanted him back, I could have him back", Ginny said loudly, violently grasping at Lavenders shirt, missing.

"Your just a trashy ginger slut", Lavender screamed back.

Harry had allowed Ginny to abuse Lavender, but Lavender had taken it too far for Harry.

"Don't talk about my friend like that", he yelled raising his hand, but before he could strike her, Draco had grabbed his arm and pushed him to the ground.

"Fuck!" Harry yelled.

"Your pathetic, Potter", Draco said, standing over him.

"Fuck you Malfoy, you're a fucking asshole. You don't deserve her", Harry retorted aggressively.

"Me? You're the one who treat women like shit", Draco replied.

Harry was still on the ground, trying in vain to get up, "You don't even love her", finally he managed to gain balance and pull himself up.

"I do love her", said Draco, pulling back his fist. Hermione jumped in quickly and put up a shield charm that threw them both back.

"Ginny, I love you!" Harry screamed, "He doesn't love you".

Draco stood quickly, and after glaring at Hermione briefly, he grasped Ginny's arm and led her out the door of the pub.

"Harry, why are you so angry at him, he hasn't done anything", Hermione held his arm so he couldn't run back towards the door Draco had exited to continue the fight.

The tension in Harry's arm relaxed and he felt sadness take him again, "When she moved in with him, he destroyed any chance I had of making it up to her and having her back. When she moved in with him I couldn't bare to be around, that's why I left the course".

"You left your course because of him? That's why you hate him so much? He moved in with his girlfriend", Hermione had to restrain herself from slapping him right there.

"She isn't his!" Harry yelled

"Yes she is!" Hermione retorted, "You gave her up a long time ago for greener pastures and some other man came along and treated her how she should be treated. Instead of holding on to the woman you love, you decided to fuck around on her behind her back!"

"Fuck you, I don't need to hear your shit", he roughly pushed passed her, grabbed a bottle of firewhiskey from the bar and headed for a booth.

"Harry!" Hermione called after him but he merely gave her the fingers and ignored her.

After that, everyone, with the exception of the passed out Ron, left Harry alone in the bar.

When Harry woke the next morning he lay there for a moment before opening his eyes. He registered that he was cold; he assumed he had not got under the blanket. But then again Lavender would usually put a blanket on him when he did that. Perhaps he wasn't at home. He felt the mattress with his hand, but that wasn't a mattress, it was cold, hard. It was concrete. That concerned him so he opened his eyes and sat up. He regretted it instantly, he felt as if some had dropped a giant hammer on his head.

"Fuck", he said loudly, but that too caused pain.

It was a while before his eyes became used to the light and the fuzziness decreased enough to see. When he was able to look at his surroundings he was amazed, he hadn't even left the pub. He was lying outside the three broomsticks on the road. Ron was beside him, still fast asleep. No one had made sure they got home alright.

With a lot of effort Harry pulled himself into a standing position, which again caused him to loose his sight momentarily and have another surge of pain through his skull. Ron moved on the ground making a groaning sound. He had just woken up as well.

"Hermione?" He said, but then he must have remember and said, "Fuck, Harry, why am I outside?"

"We must have fallen asleep at the bar and everyone left us h- OH FUCK", his memory kicked him and his actions from the night before came back to him, "No wonder everyone left us. I was a fucking asshole last night".

"What did you do?"

"I told Ginny I loved her and I tried to fight Malfoy", Harry put his head in his hands, "FUCK".

"I don't remember that", Ron said, still lying on the ground. Harry ignored him.

"I think I better go apologize", Harry said.

"Fuck, well I'm going home", Ron said, finally sitting up, "You do what you like".

Harry, annoyed with his friend's voice, kicked his leg out and booted Ron in the side.

"Fuck! Harry you fucking ass!"

"Get, move out of my house and get a job", he said before apparating.

When he reappeared, he found he was not the only person outside. It seemed as if the whole Weasley family (with the exception of Ron) was gathered outside waiting for someone to open the door.

"Mrs. Weasley? What's happening", Harry said with concern.

"Harry?!" the mother turned with a small jump, no one had seen him yet.

"There's something wrong with Ginny", Mr. Weasley said. His voice was higher that usual and he had strained his voice just to say it. At this moment there was movement on the other side of the door and Draco appeared, holding the door open for his guest.

"What's wrong with Ginny?" Harry called angrily, following the line of Weasley's entering the building.

"That is none of your business, get out of here", Draco replied angrily.

"Draco, let him in", Mr. Weasley put his hand on Draco shoulder, and "He's her friend".

"He's a fool", Draco spat.

"He's family".

Harry looked at Draco expectantly. Finally with a curt nod, Draco allowed him access.

"Ten minutes, then you're leaving", Draco added as Harry sped up to catch up with the rest of the Weasley's. Harry ignored him, "What's happened?" he said with intense concern, but no one answered him, "What is wrong with Ginny?!" He then screamed.

Mr. Weasley grabbed him roughly and pulled him to the side, "We don't know. Draco doesn't know. We are going to take her to the healers. That's all you need to know". He let Harry go and followed the rest into Draco and Ginny's bedroom. It was darker in here with all the curtains pulled shut. As Harry looked over to his friend, his heart sank. She was lying with her eyes open, barely. At first glance they appeared bloodshot, but Harry looked closer and saw they were a deep purple that consumed the entire white of her eye. He stepped back a little aw he saw this. Her hair, normally sleek and shiny was matted and frizzy as if it were slowly dying. Her skin, which was already pale, was white. Her lips were chapped and pealing and her expression showed immense pain.

"Gin?" He whispered. She did not reply, she stared blankly at the wall directly ahead of her.

"She hasn't responded all morning. At first I thought she may have had too much to drink last night, but this is no hang over. Look at her eyes", Draco said softly, "And then out of the blue she will-".

On cue there was a loud, raspy scream escaping from Ginny's lips as if she were burning from the inside out, then within seconds she was silent again.

"Oh", Fleur had fallen to the floor is shock.

"We need to move her now", Mr. Weasley did not give it a second thought before he scooped his daughter up in his arms and began down the hallway to the front door.

"Arthur?! You don't know that this is a good idea", Mrs. Weasley cried after him.

"I don't know what else to do. St Mungo's is the best place for her", he replied.

"I agree, but we should get them to come get her!" Molly pleaded but Arthur yelled to Percy to open the front door and he quickly did.

Harry, not wanting to leave Ginny's side, was remaining close to the family, waiting to apparate as soon as they did.

Once out the door Arthur twisted on the spot and disappeared. Molly, Bill, Fleur, Fred and Percy did the same as it was their turn to exit the house. Harry did not notice that Draco had not gone outside until he was on the threshold of the house and an arm grabbed him from behind and pulled him back.

"You should not have come here", Draco was seething, his eyes were red (he may even have been crying), he was breathing heavy through clenched, snarling teeth. A vein was popping out of his forehead and his pale complexion was now a light pink.

"I came to apologize!" Harry replied, still eager to leave the house, but anxious that he might not get to as Draco was so angry.

"I don't care, Potter! You are disgusting and I am already stressed out enough without having you around", Draco looked as if he himself were the one in pain.

Harry shook his head, "Your anger and dislike of me will not stop me from being by my friend's side when she's sick like this".

Draco stared at him, Harry waiting patiently. Draco looked as if he were about to punch Harry but instead he let go of his shirt and looked at the ground, "Fine".

Harry could feel his pain, he felt it also. Ginny meant everything to both of them. With a lot of effort, Harry put his hand on Draco's shoulder and said, "Come on, let's not waste time".

Draco nodded and followed the golden boy out of the house that shut and locked the front door without being told to.

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Ron was at the hospital when Harry and Draco arrived. Apparently he had gone back to Harry's to sleep and that's where Fleur had gone to look for him. Hermione was there as well. The Healers had placed Ginny in a ward of her own. Their initial reaction was that she may be contagious due to the physical manifestation of the sickness. It was a long time before anyone came to tell them what was happening. The healer that approached the family was quite young but came across as confident. Harry recognised him from school, though he had been a few years older than them.

"There is not much I can tell you, but she is not contagious so we do not have to worry yourself about you being infected", the healer said in a rather deep voice, "Unfortunately we can not conclude what she has, it-".

All at once everyone began to yell and question the healer, who took a step back and raised his hands to regain silence, "One at a time".

Arthur stood and 'shushed' the rest, "What do you mean? How can you not know what's wrong with her?"

The healer nodded, knowing his concern, "When I say we don't know what's wrong with her, we literally mean that we do not understand what is causing her this pain and the visual discrepancies, nor how it is doing it".

No one made a sound this time. Everyone stared blankly, hoping he would say more.

"On a positive note, we have many people who have been working on this case for weeks so it is not new to us." This confused everyone even more.

"I'm afraid we don't understand what you mean", Arthur spoke up.

The Healer cleared his throat, "I'm sorry, the hospitals has been buzzing with what ever this is. Mr. Weasley, your daughter is the 9th victim of what the hospital and the Auror department believe is an intention poisoning".

Mrs. Weasley gasped, "Is it fatal?!" her voice broke and tears began to form.

"Unfortunately we do not have that kind of information because the poison, or virus or whatever it is, is undetectable. We are unable to find any foreign bacteria, viruses or substances".

"Then what is it doing to her?!" Mrs. Weasley was becoming hysterical.

"Unfortunately Mrs. Weasley, we don't know that either. He body appears fine there is no inflammation anywhere. Her organs are functioning perfectly and she is now speaking a little but she cannot give us anything. We were alarmed when you brought her in due to the visual manifestation of the problem, we considered that it was something else as we have not yet seen that level of effect on the other victims, however it is clear she has the same thing", the Healer was speaking very fast.

"How are the other victims?" Hermione asked. She had discussed this with Ginny, but not for weeks.

"The original two that were poisoned came in a little over a month ago have recently been discharged. They came in with complaints of headaches that usual pain-reduction spells were unable to subside. Then vomiting and paleness of the skin. When we clarified they did not have a virus or bacterial sickness we assessed them more but nothing was found. They became delirious, unable to speak or understand us but that wore away but they maintained the sickness. We eventually sent them home because we cannot do anything else. They have improved; we are hoping that what ever it is will pass through them your daughter however is the worst case we are yet to see".

Everyone was silent. Harry was deep in thought. A plan was already beginning to formulate.

"Excuse me", he said loudly, "I know I'm just a lowly unemployed bum, but I was hoping I could get these fact from you. In fact can I have any information you have on this".

"Sir, I'm afraid we cannot just hand you other patient's infor-".

"I'm not interested in who they are, I just want as much information as I can get so I can help my friend!" he said loudly.

I understand that, Sir, but hospital information is classified unless patients give their permission, now I'm sorry but most of them are unable to speak, and if they do they make very little sense. Even Ginerva, while able to answer our questions, is unable to tell us anything".

Harry suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the Healer by the front of his coat, "I need that information".

"And what will you do with it", the healer spluttered, his airways slowly being blocked, "Do you think you could do better than a whole team of healers?" At this point, Draco, Fred and Arthur had rushed forward to pull Harry off the Healer.

"Let me go!" Harry struggled against the three men but they managed to get him off. Once free, the Healer put his wand to his throat and called, "SECURITY".

"Harry, come on", Hermione had grabbed his hand and was pulling him towards the exit.

"I need that information", he cried, fighting her but still losing.

"WE will get it, but now is not the time", they rushed through the white hallways, passed the administration desk and out through the sliding doors. The minute they were on the street they apparated. Security never caught sight of them.

"I need that information", Harry was sitting in Hermione's lounge, he appeared to be shaking but it was in anger. Blaise was there. He had been waiting at the door for a while when they showed up. Prior to Ginny's sickness they had made a date, only in the worry for Ginny, Hermione had forgotten to send him an owl. He hadn't minded.

"Well, the Healer's right, what are you going to do with it?" Blaise said calmly, he did not want Harry to rage at him.

"There has got to be something that would give me a lead. Unlike those egg heads I have experience in the real world", Harry said angrily.

"Harry", Hermione had just brought in two cups of coffee for them. Then there was a knock at the door. While Hermione went to get it, Blaise asked, "Well lets say there is something, how do we get the information? I believe you have ruined any chance of getting anything out of them, let alone get in the building".

Harry considered this, "We sneak in and take it". It was not a very detailed plan.

"Ok, well, while that appears to be a great plan, I think that your best bet is-".

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE", the door into the lounge burst open. Draco stood by it, again looking as if she could happily rip Harry's throat out.

"Look I needed that research", Harry stood defensively, "I know she is going to die if we don't do anything about it".

"WE ARE DOING SOMETHING ABOUT IT!" Draco screamed at him. Ron had walked in behind him as well, and was nodding.

"The healers will handle it Harry", he said in support of Draco.

"They are doing shit!"

"They are doing what they can, which is more than you could do", Draco had lower his voice but his glaze still was shooting hatred at Harry.

Harry didn't want to argue, he wanted action, "Look think what you will about me but I know I can find a way to help her", though his voice was strong, the end showed the cracks of hoe this was affecting him, he was pleading them to let him help.

"This isn't 'Chosen One' shit Harry, this is my girlfriends life, I don't need you running around, fucking up everything these people have done in the hopes of helping her", Draco's voice was very commanding.

"And she's the woman I love and I'm not going to let you make me sit around and watch her die", Harry yelled back. Then both parties were yelling, arguing over who was most likely to help. In the end it was Blaise whose voice won out.

"QUIET!" He yelled. No one there had heard him yell before. They all stared, "We are wasting time. Though Harry has no plan-".

"I have a plan, it's called, 'Steal the research and go from there'", he growled.

"Your plan is shit Harry", Blaise replied, holding his hand for silence when both Draco and Harry were going to add their own comments, "Draco, they said they don't know what to do. They are just fucking around themselves, or so I gathered from Hermione's account of what happened".

"They aren't, they researching but unless you really know what your up against your hitting a brick wall", Hermione said.

"Yes", Blaise agreed, "Now, Harry, you said to me that the Auror department is also investigating it?"

"Yeah, it was Ginny's case", Harry replied.

"Yes, but she believed that it wasn't worth pursuing, she believed it was unintentional", Draco said, hoping to push this idea from their minds. But instead they all looked at him seriously.

"Well, when there are only 9 people affected and one of them is the person leading the investigation, its hard to think this isn't intentional", Blaise replied.

"But she could have caught it during her investigation. She would have had to go near the dead bodies", Draco said.

Blaise shook his head, "Hermione said it wasn't contagious. And if it is poisoning, she would not have picked that up from dead bodies".

Harry did not care for the details, "This is just delay tactics, and he doesn't want to be involved, send him out".

"If anything regarding my girlfriend is going to happen, I will be part of it", He retorted.

Harry went to answer his smartly when Blaise interrupted again, "My point is that the Auror department will have the information, they'd have to".

Harry's face broke into a smile, "They will".

"So there is no need to return to the hospital", Blaise said, "But there is another problem. Breaking into the Ministry".

They all looked at each other. "We've done it before. With far less people", Ron stated, obviously in on the plan.

Hermione cleared her throat, "Just because we did it once, actually twice, doesn't mean we can do it again", she looked at Harry, "Do you still keep in contact with Luna?"

"No."

"Well, we better".