"You think that Harry is behind the attacks? You can't be serious, Liliana." Hermione scoffed as we sat in the library. It had been a couple of weeks since the attack on the Hufflepuff boy and it had given me more time to think about everything and realize that maybe Pansy wasn't so wrong.

"He's can speak parseltongue, Hermione. You mean to tell me that you know everything Harry does at every moment? That there's no possibility that he could be doing this with you and Ron knowing?" I challenged her, not letting her just drop the subject.

Hermione closed her book quickly. "What about Malfoy? Could he be the one doing this?"

I couldn't help but laugh at Hermione's suggestion. "Oh, please. It's not Draco, Hermione."

"And why don't you think it is? He's made it very clear that he doesn't like Muggle-borns and Salazar Slytherin hated them as well. How do you know he isn't sneaking off and doing it without you lot knowing?"

While I could understand where Hermione was coming from, I already knew that it wasn't Draco. He could talk a big game, but he wasn't as bad as everyone thought he was. "It's just not him, alright?"

"Could it be anyone else in Slytherin?"

"Not anyone that I know of."

Hermione seemed to debate something silently before standing up abruptly. "Come with me."

I was shocked at the sudden outburst from the girl but followed her out of the library anyways. Hermione lead us towards the bathroom on the second floor, and before I could question why we were in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, I noticed Harry and Ron sitting in front of a potions set on the floor.

"What's she doing here?" Ron jumped up and pointed towards me.

"She can help us get into the Slytherin Common Room."

"What?" I looked at my Gryffindor friend. "What are you lot doing in here?"

"We're brewing Polyjuice Potion." Hermione ignored Ron and Harry saying her name to try and get her to stop telling me what they were doing. "We are going to turn Ron and Harry into Crabbe and Goyle and try to get any information we can out of Malfoy because we know he would tell the two of them anything."

"And you don't think he would tell me?" I was offended that the Gryffindors in front of me didn't think that I was important enough to Draco for him to tell me things, but really no one ever saw him without the two of them. Even though he wasn't very close with them, they were almost always with him and I could see how they would think that the two boys would be the best way to get information out of Draco. "Also, why didn't you just ask me yourselves if Draco was in on it?"

"Because you're a Slytherin. How do we know you're not lying?" Ron immediately spat out. "For all we know, you could be in on it as well."

Hermione let out a sigh and Harry looked embarrassed. "You think I'm in on it, Weasley?" I questioned the red-headed Gryffindor through grit teeth. "Have you forgotten that my mum is a Muggle? Why would I be attacking Muggle-borns if I was raised by a Muggle?"

Ron's face went bright red and he didn't say anything else. "Liliana, we just want to find out what's going on."

Hermione's voice pulled me away from glaring at Ron and I turned towards her. "And why can't you just believe me when I say Draco has nothing to do with it?" The three of them were silent. "If I help you, will you let it go and stop suspecting that Draco is behind this?"

"Yes." Hermione answered right away.

"Fine. I'll help you."

Ron didn't seem very happy with the idea, but Harry and Hermione looked relieved. Hermione explained how the potion would be done by Christmas, so she just needed to me to let them know when the best time to act was. I quickly left the group after Hermione promised to keep me updated on the progress of everything.

The attacks seemed to quiet down after the Hufflepuff boy and nothing new happened as Christmas got closer. Even though there weren't any new attacks, that didn't mean that any tension had lessened throughout the castle. Even the upcoming Christmas break didn't bring any sense of relief.

"Are you planning on going home for Christmas, Draco?" I asked my friend as we sat in our corner of the library. Daphne had fallen ill and was stuck in the Hospital Wing for the day, so it was just the two of us left to study together.

"No." Draco replied shortly. "Mother and Father are planning on going on holiday and I would rather not go with them. Father wasn't very pleased with what happened at the Quidditch match against Gryffindor, and I'd rather not hear him lecture me about it for two weeks straight."

I was taken back by Draco's answer. He never spoke much about his father unless he was bragging about something that his father did, but never much about their own relationship. "Oh." I replied quietly.

"Are you going home?"

"I… I'm not sure." I realized then that Christmas would be the best time for Hermione to put her plan into action so they could stop questioning Draco and move on. "I think I might be staying here."

I didn't miss the flash of excitement that spread across Draco's face. It disappeared just as fast as I came, but it was definitely there. "I think Crabbe and Goyle are staying too, so if you're there then at least I can escape from them for a little."

"You mean they don't make good studying partners?" I smirked, watching Draco roll his eyes.

"That's not even a funny joke."

The two of us went back to our studying until we had both had enough and made our way back to the Common Room. Once there, I went straight into my dormitory and wrote two letters, one to mum telling her that I would like to stay at Hogwarts for the winter break because I didn't want my friend to be lonely, which wasn't a complete lie, and one to Hermione to tell her that Draco would be at Hogwarts for Christmas, as well as Crabbe and Goyle.

The letter that returned from my mum was one of her saying she was sad that she wouldn't see me for Christmas, but she understood why I wanted to stay. Hermione told me that the potion would be ready by then and that they had their plan ready to go, she just needed me to help them get into the Common Room to speak with Draco. They would wait until just after Christmas to do it, allowing everyone to celebrate the holiday first. It was only me, Millicent, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle left from the Slytherins in our year, so I didn't know who Hermione would be turning into that she wouldn't create any suspicion, but I hoped it would all work out.

As the time approached for the plan to unfold, I waited in the Second Floor bathroom for the three Gryffindors to arrive so they could drink the potion and we could get the whole thing over with.

"Took you long enough." I scoffed as they finally showed up. "Hurry up, I want to get this over with so I can go back to being with my friends."

"Some friends you've got." I heard Ron mutter under his breath.

"I'd watch it, Weasley. I can make sure this fails miserably." I threatened, shutting him up.

Hermione revealed that she somehow managed to get a hold of some of Millicent's hair and I watched as the three of them drank the potions. Harry and Ron transformed into Crabbe and Goyle while Hermione hid herself away in a stall and insisted that we went on without her. I didn't want to have to go at the mission they had created alone with Harry and Ron, but I knew time was ticking away with every minute wasted standing in the bathroom.

I led the boys down to the dungeons and into the Common Room where Draco was already sat. "Where's Millie?" I asked him, taking a seat next to him and leaving the couch opposite us open for Harry and Ron to take. They seemed hesitant to sit down and looked uncomfortable. "Sit down. It's not like you've forgotten how to sit from the time we were in the Great Hall until now."

Harry and Ron quickly sat down and Draco narrowed his eyes at them. "She's in your room, I think. She went straight up there after dinner. I ran into one of the Weasley's on my way down here. They really are an embarrassment to the Wizarding World and a pathetic excuse for a Pureblood family."

Ron, or Crabbe, clenched his fists tightly and noticeably was getting angry, Harry, Goyle, quickly nudged him to try and get him to calm down so they wouldn't blow their cover. Draco carried on about how much he dislikes Dumbledore and how his father thought that Dumbledore was also terrible. I sighed at Harry's outburst when he tried to defend Dumbledore and gave a pathetic excuse for saying that he was far worse than Dumbledore.

"I can't believe that people think he's the heir of Slytherin." Draco scoffed. "Pathetic."

"You must have some idea who it is?" Harry, Goyle, asked.

Draco rolled his eyes. "You know I don't, Goyle. I told you yesterday. How many times do I have to tell you?"

"They're not very bright, Draco. I don't know how you expect them to remember anything." I drawled, shooting a look at the two disguised Gryffindors in front of me.

"Well, when I asked father about it, he wouldn't tell me who opened the Chamber last time, only that a Mudblood died because of it. Maybe it'll happen again, I'm just hoping that it will be Granger this time."

Harry and Ron stood up right away and looked as though they were about to fight Draco, but Harry quickly stopped Ron before he could do anything. As they were talking, I started to notice that their hair was changing back into normal and Harry's scar started to come back. The two of them took off running out of the Common Room and Draco called after them. I quickly dismissed it by saying the two of them were extremely thick and probably ate so much that they were going to be sick.

I didn't find out until days later that the reason Hermione hadn't been able to go with us was because the hair she had was from Millicent's cat, not from Millicent herself and she landed herself in the Hospital Wing because of it. Since the three Gryffindors now new that Draco wasn't the one behind the attacks, it was a bit of a relief to know that they wouldn't be trying to blame him for any attacks that would happen in the future.