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Chapter 2: The Ability to Train

Monday, June 3rd

"Alright, this is getting ridiculous." Kaz commented, slamming her book shut, making Draco and Hermione jump, and Scorpius wake from his sleep and start crying. Kaz, Hermione and Draco all winced. Hermione got up to comfort her son and, hopefully, get him back to sleep.

"What's wrong now, Kaz?" Draco asked, rolling his eyes at the girls' obvious annoyance.

"We have been studying these books all weekend, and where have we gotten? Nowhere! That's where!" She cried, throwing up her arms.

Hermione chuckled.

"You might have gotten nowhere, but revision for us is what we need. I know I've suddenly remembered a lot more than I did before." She answered.

"But you need a rest from study. You can't just study day in and day out for two weeks." Kaz argued. Draco raised his eyebrows at her.

"You really haven't seen Hermione when it comes to her exams, or tests, for that matter, have you?" He asked. Kaz shot him a quelling look.

"Of course I have, but I was always the one that kept her sane." She answered proudly. Hermione scoffed.

"All you did was drag me out of my house, where I was quite happy studying, and bought me ice cream." Hermione deadpanned.

"It was better than watching you waste away in one of your school books." Kaz argued back. Draco held up his hand.

"So, why don't we have a break for a day, go into town, have ice cream," Draco looked pointedly at Kaz, "and relax, before getting back into the books." He suggested. Hermione looked thoughtful, before nodding.

"Sure, but there's one thing that just came to my mind; we aren't just going to have to study books, we're going to have to do the physical training, and duelling as well. How can we do that with Kaz here all the time?"

Kaz scowled at her, and Hermione offered her an apologetic look.

"Why don't we ask Harry to see if he can pull strings in the Ministry? If anyone could, it's him. All we'd need to do is explain the situation; that Kaz knows all about magic, the war and everything. Harry could approach the Ministry, on our behalf, and ask for us to be able to do magic in front of Kaz. If they have any limits, we won't breach those, and we'll have our own safety barrier to protect both her and our son." Draco suggested. No matter how many times he said it, saying the words, "our son", always made his stomach flop a bit in excitement.

Hermione looked a tad worried for a moment before nodding.

"I think that's our only option. I hate making Harry exploit his name though." She worried.

Draco got up and walked over to her, and started rubbing her upper arms. He looked her dead in the eyes.

"I'm sure he won't mind, it is so we are able to prepare ourselves for the war, after all." Draco reasoned. Hermione nodded and broke contact with him. She put Scorpius back in his crib and grabbed a quill, parchment and ink to write Harry a letter, explaining everything that was a problem.

Dear Harry,

How are you? Unfortunately I have to ask something of you that I normally wouldn't. We need you to pull a few stings for us with the Ministry.

My best muggle friend, Kathleen Muscat, or just Kaz, knows all about magic, and the magical world. I've told her all about it ever since I was eleven and had first come to Hogwarts. Ever since, I have told her everything about what has been happening with the school, the war, and the problems facing our world.

Here within lies our problem. Kaz practically lives at my house during the holidays when I am at my house. The girl doesn't leave for anything. She's practically a member of the family for the week or so that I'm at home.

Draco and I can't practise our magic in front of Kaz by Ministry rule, but she is the only one, other than Narcissa and my own parents, and you guys, of course, that I would ever trust with Scorpius while Draco and I are training. My mother and father work during the day, and it is too much to ask Narcissa to keep him all day, everyday, so we can train.

Can you please appeal to the Ministry to let us perform magic in front of Kaz, for the good of training for battle? It would be immensely helpful.

Yours Sincerely,

Hermione and Draco

"There, that should do it. I know it sounds oddly formal, but Harry could very well bring this into the Ministry as proof of our tale. Do you want to read it?" She asked Draco and Kaz. Draco took the sheet of parchment with him and sat on the bed, next to Kaz so she could read over his shoulder.

"Sounds good to me." Kaz commented. Draco nodded in agreement and Hermione took Cardon from his cage near the now blue baby crib near the window. She took a piece of string from her desk and tied the letter to the owl's leg.

"This letter is for Harry, okay?" She instructed. The bird hooted softly, before Hermione took him to the window, and allowed him to fly through.

"There, now we can go." Kaz exclaimed. Draco gave the girl a look.

"Who are we going to get to look after Scorpius?" He asked the room at large.

"My sisters are our best bet, but I don't know how they are going to take being asked to babysit." Hermione suggested. Kaz frowned.

"Is there no one else? I wouldn't trust them not to leave him up here the entire time, never check on him, and go out on the town for the day." She criticised. Hermione sighed.

"It's the best we can get at such short notice." She reasoned. Kaz nodded, but she still didn't look very happy about it. Draco got up and grabbed Scorpius from his crib and Hermione walked downstairs to try and find her older twin sisters.

"Casey? Haylee? Where are you?" She called down the stairs. The two girls poked their heads out from the living room and beckoned Hermione closer. Said girl rolled her eyes and walked into the living room, waiting for them to stop their phone conversation.

"I know, right? That is so totally uncool. Oh well, we'll chat tomorrow, our baby sister wants something from us. Ciao, ciao!" They said, before flipping the phone closed and looking towards her, in sync. "So, what is it you want, Hermione?"

Hermione sighed and started to think that this was a bad idea.

"I need you two to look after Scorpius. Kaz, Draco and I are going into town to take a break from studying. Can you please look after my son, your nephew, for a couple of hours?" She asked. Haylee and Casey looked at each other.

"Can't you just take him with you?" Haylee asked. Hermione sighed.

"You two obviously haven't grasped the entire situation I'm in. No one in my world, other than a select few, know that I have a son, let alone a Malfoy heir, so, if Scorpius is seen in town, by someone from my world, the news will be all over tomorrow mornings papers, magazines and gossip columns. That would potentially, no, it will, put my family, including you two, in fatal danger. Do you really want that to happen?" She asked. As she said this, Hermione spoke very slowly and carefully, making sure that the two over-grown airheads were able to take in everything that she was saying. Haylee and Casey just looked exasperated.

"Isn't there anyone else that could take care of him?" Casey asked. Hermione let out a loud, frustrated sigh, and turned to see Kaz and Draco standing at the bottom of the stairs, Draco carrying Scorp, and Kaz scowling at the twins.

"Don't worry about it Hermione. They obviously don't give a wits end about whether you and our son stay alive or die, so there's really no point in pushing the matter." Draco intoned. Hermione nodded and walked out of the room.

"What are we going to do now?" She asked. Draco shrugged.

"We could always call my mother. I'm sure she'd be thrilled to see little Scorp." Draco suggested. Hermione sighed and rubbed her forehead with the palm of her hand.

"Okay. We might as well." She muttered, before walking back into the Living Room and pulling a pot of white powder out from behind a portrait of her family. Draco and Kaz followed after her.

"Your house is connected to the floo system?" Draco asked. Hermione nodded.

"I had it done for security reasons a while back. In fact, straight after the "Dark Lord" came back into existence." Hermione explained, putting quotation marks around Voldemort's name.

"What on earth do you think you're doing?" Haylee asked. Hermione just about snapped.

"None of you bloody business!" She turned and yelled. The twins jumped back in surprise at the ferocity in her voice, and went back to their phones. Draco and Kaz looked at each other in worry, and watched Hermione mutter something about stupid, immature sisters.

Hermione fumbled with the amount of powder, but Draco came over, passed Scorpius to her, took the floo powder from her and told her to go sit and calm down.

He threw the white powder into the fireplace and called out for his mother.

Narcissa Malfoy emerged a minute later, dressed as elegantly as ever, and held a regal pose. Hermione's twin sisters were immediately intimidated. Narcissa turned her light blue-grey eyes around to survey the room, until they landed on Hermione on the couch and Draco standing beside her, with another, strange looking girl behind her. On her lap, Hermione held a bundle of blankets, which she supposed was her new grandson.

Narcissa immediately started clapping her hands and made her way over to the couple and their friend.

"Oh Merlin! Is that little Scorpius? Can I have a look?" She asked, all excited. Hermione and Draco laughed.

"You can do better than that mother. How would you like to look after him for the day while Hermione, Kaz and I go into town to wind down?" Draco asked his mother. Narcissa looked like Christmas had come early.

"I can look after him for the day? That would be wonderful!" She cried. Hermione laughed again, but had he shush her soon-to-be mother-in-law, because Scorpius was stirring, and that usually meant screaming. Narcissa instantly bid to her wishes and quieted her tittering.

It was at that moment that Haylee and Casey decided to speak up.

"Hermione, who is this strange person who just emerged from our fireplace?"

"If you had ears, then you would know that this "strange person", is Draco's mother, Narcissa Malfoy." She explained. Narcissa tutted the young mother.

"Hermione, be nice to the young women. They were simply asking a question." She chastised.

"You don't have to live with them Narcissa. They are the devil incarnate!" Hermione complained. Narcissa just frowned at the girl.

"There are worse things out there than sisters, my dear, like husbands." Narcissa joked. Hermione cracked a smile, and so did Kaz, but Draco scowled.

"Thank you mother." He muttered angrily.

"That's quite alright dear. Now, not to seem rude, but who might you be dear?" The elder woman asked Kaz.

The girl smiled.

"Kathleen Muscat, but everyone calls me Kaz. I hate my name." She answered. Narcissa smiled.

"Of course, Kaz. Well, I better let you lot be off. But, I must ask. What are your delightful sisters' names, Hermione?"

"Haylee and Casey." Hermione answered. Narcissa nodded, before taking Scorpius out of Hermione's grip and cooing at the little boy. Hermione smiled, and Draco squeezed her hand in reassurance.

"Well, I suspect you will come and let me know when you want the boy back. Do not worry, Hermione. During the time between the Yule Ball and now, I have stocked up on the baby necessities. I have everything I need at home. I'll see you all later!" Narcissa called, and then threw the floo powder into the flames, covered Scorpius mouth and nose with her sleeve, and disappeared into the emerald green flames. Hermione stood up and brushed her pants down before turning to Kaz and Draco.

"So, now that we have that little problem resolved, do you want to go now?" She asked. The two nodded enthusiastically, and Hermione ran upstairs again to get her purse, before running straight back down and to the front door.

"Are you coming or not?" She asked. Draco and Kaz followed her outside.

On the front lawn, Kaz spread her arms and sucked in a deep breath.

"Ah! Clean air!" She cried. Draco sniggered and Hermione hit the girl on the arm with her purse. The trio walked down towards the shops, only down the street from Hermione's house, in a jovial manner.

"So, what did you guys do at school this year, other than the big stuff that I know already?" Kaz asked. Hermione and Draco walked side-by-side, an arm slung over her shoulders, and an arm hung around his waist.

"Too much to tell you in just one trip, Kaz." Hermione answered. Kaz pouted.

"Come on, I'll tell you my stories if you tell me yours." She asked.

"We'll tell you later, Kaz." Draco replied. Kaz pouted again.

"So, at least tell me how all of your other friends are. You can tell me that, can't you?" She asked. Hermione laughed.

"Harry, Ron, Sierra, Pansy, Ginny and Blaise are all perfectly fine. As far as we know." Hermione added, a look coming over her face.

"Why wouldn't they be okay? There is no reason why any of them would not be okay." Kaz replied. Draco raised an eyebrow at her.

"You sound nervous Kaz." He commented.

"I so am not! Why would I be nervous?" She shot back. Hermione gave her a look and Draco chuckled quietly to himself.

"It just sounds like you know something we don't about our friends." He answered casually.

"I don't even know what these people look like. I've never even seen photos." Kaz replied.

"Okay then. I'll believe you." Draco answered. Kaz still looked at him suspiciously though.

"So Kaz, what did you do this year?" Hermione asked, restarting conversation.

"Not much. The stupid teachers have given me loads of homework again, but that's not unusual. The girls are all complaining about it, because they actually do it, but the boys aren't because the never do it." She answered. Hermione snorted.

"Do that at Hogwarts and you'll get detention quicker than you can say Merlin." Hermione replied. Draco laughed quickly too, agreeing.

"Snape would have you cleaning out cauldrons that night after dinner if so much as tried to offer an excuse." He commented. Hermione nodded.

"He's horrible. But I guess he can be alright." She said. Draco nodded,

"He has been good to me. I mean, he's like my father or something." Draco replied. Kaz looked confused.

"I thought that Lucius guy was your father." Kaz commented. Draco nearly snarled and tightened his arm around Hermione's shoulders.

"He's no father of mine." He hissed. Kaz looked a tad scared for a moment, but Draco calmed down after Hermione hugged him as they walked.

"I'm sorry Kaz. I just really don't like him." He apologised. Kaz waved it off.

"Eh, don't worry about it. You have full right not to like him." She answered. Draco nodded.

By this time, the trio had already made it into town, and had stopped outside of the ice cream parlour.

"I'll go in and get ice creams," Hermione volunteered. "What would you all like?"

"Vanilla for me thanks." Kaz answered. Draco shrugged, looking a tad lost.

"Um, whatever you're having." He replied. Hermione smiled, and then walked into the ice cream parlour to order, while Kaz and Draco got a seat outside in the sun.

Hermione didn't take too long with the ice cream, and soon she had joined them, sitting next to Draco, and opposite Kaz outside the shop. Kaz suddenly leaned forward as she ate her ice cream, careful not to drip any. Hermione leant forward too, just to copy her.

"So, are you going to tell me about your year now?" Kaz asked the two of them. She looked very suspicious though, looking between the two of them like it was the biggest kept secret in the world. Hermione laughed.

"Okay, you want to know, here goes. Remember, at the start of the school year, I didn't know I was pregnant. . ." And she went on, recounting her past year at Hogwarts, her months during pregnancy, the encounters and problems that her and Draco had had, with Draco sometimes intervening to add in small pieces of information that she may have missed. The trio got up eventually during their amazing conversation and started off walking around town, ending up at a nearby park.

"So, that was our year Hogwarts." Hermione finalised. Kaz nodded.

"You two seem to have quite interesting years, don't you?" She asked. Hermione laughed and nodded.

"I've already told you about ones past. You should know by now that no year in Hogwarts is, by any stretch of the imagination, normal." She replied. Kaz nodded with an understanding look on her face.

"Definitely not. And especially not with you two and your friends! You're always getting into some sort of trouble! I wish my school years were as interesting." She stated. Hermione laughed again.

"Our years may be exciting, but usually they aren't for good reasons. Think about it; first year, a mass murderer attaches himself on the back of our teachers head and tries to use him to kill Harry; second year, the same man, but in his teenage form that had been preserved in a diary, lets loose a giant snake that can kill you by looking at you, out on the school, our friend gets taken down to the Chamber of Secrets, I'm lying paralysed in the Hospital Wing, and Harry and Ron are attacked by a teacher, and Harry is the target of an attempted murder yet again. In third year, we get a new Defence teacher, and he turns out to be a werewolf, and his best friend, who everyone thinks is a murderer, escapes from Azkaban and infiltrates the school, sending everyone crazy. Said werewolf then attacks us! Fourth year the Triwizard Tournament comes to Hogwarts and Harry is entered in against his will and ends up taken, with another student, who ends up getting killed, to a graveyard, where he is forced to duel his greatest enemy. Fifth year, Draco and I are threatened by his father and the Black family house is broken into. Sixth year, Draco gets a death sentence, I'm taken hostage and tortured, and now, we aren't even going back to school for our seventh, because we have to find out ways to stop the evil bastard who thinks he can ruin everyone's lives. Are you seeing a pattern here?" Hermione retold. Kaz nodded.

"Okay, I see your point. But it would be good to be on the sidelines, not one of your guys, who are in the middle of all the action, I mean, just watching and going along for the ride!" She cried. Hermione smiled and shook her head.

Both girls were now seated on the swing set, right next to the playground, with Draco behind them, pushing the slightly. Suddenly, Draco had a thought run through his head.

"What are we going to do with Scorp?" He asked. Hermione and Kaz jumped slightly and turned to look at him a bit, frowns upon their faces.

"What are you talking about Draco?" Hermione asked.

"It was as you said about the war, and how we're going to be fighting and such, what are we going to be doing about Scorp? I don't want him anywhere near here when the battle breaks out." He answered, a blank look on his face, as if he had reverted back into the boy he was long ago, unfeeling and cold. But only Hermione could hear the slight anxiety in his tone, and his words were good enough for one to know that he was worried about the baby.

"I don't know. I want him away from here too. As well as my parents and sisters. I don't want them to be used as leverage against me. We need somewhere to take them that isn't in this country, but we can't book a flight. We'd need to know dates for that, though." Hermione thought aloud. At that moment, Kaz spoke up.

"I'll take them away. I'll take care of them. I know all of it. I know the danger. They really don't. I'll keep them safe." She volunteered. Hermione and Kaz stopped their swings and looked at each other.

"Are you sure, Kaz? I mean, this is huge. I know that you know what you are getting into, but, still, I wouldn't want to put you in trouble." Hermione reasoned. Kaz just waved it off.

"Hermione, I'm in trouble and danger and all that just by knowing you; don't you realise that? I know what's needed of me. I'd be happy to look after your son." She answered, placing her hand on Hermione's knee. Hermione started to tear up and she took Kaz's hand in hers and smiled at her. Draco just watched on without interruption.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Kaz. Thank you, so much." Hermione whispered. Kaz just smiled back at her.

"I'd do anything for you Hermione, you know that. You're my best friend." She answered. Hermione looked up at Draco and he nodded to her.

"Kaz, I need to know, and so does Draco, that if anything happens to us, that Scorpius will be looked after properly, and by someone who knows about our world. If either Draco and/or I are killed, or even harmed so badly we can't take care of him, will you do it? I know that you aren't his godmother or anything, and that the job should be given to Harry, or Pansy, but they have enough on their plates without having to look after a baby as well. And you're constantly around my parents, and you've met Narcissa. Anyway, Harry or Pansy could be done away with too, so the only logical conclusion would be you-" Kaz stopped Hermione from what she was rambling on about with a hand over her mouth.

"Hermione, of course I will take care of him if anything happens to you two. I wouldn't think anything of it. I'll make sure he grows up knowing his grandparents and aunts and all of his family. And if this Dark Lord guy wins, then I will take him out of the country and away from where he can reach. I promise to take good care of him. I'll treat him as my own." Kaz vowed. Hermione burst into tears then and jumped up, wrapping the other girl in a huge hug, crying earnestly into her shoulder. Draco stood behind Hermione and rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.

Once Hermione had stopped crying, her and Kaz sat back down on the swings, Hermione on Draco's lap. Then, Draco came up with an idea.

"Hermione, you know how it would be a bad idea for us to know where they were going?" He asked. Hermione looked at him with her brows furrowed.

"Yes, that would be a bad idea, know that I think about it. What of it?" She pressed. Draco swallowed.

"Why don't they use a portkey? Made by Dumbledore, because he's the only person I know that can make them, that way he would be the only person that knows, and the Dark Lord would never go up against him, so it would be the ultimate protection." He suggested. Hermione thought it over, then beamed, and kiss him fiercely, which, of course, he returned.

Then Hermione pulled away and he frowned. Hermione laughed lightly at his expression.

"That's brilliant! No one would know! Other than Dumbledore! We would be relatively safe, and considering neither of us knows Occlumency, our family would be safe too! It's perfect!" Hermione cried and hugged him tightly. Draco grinned.

"I'm always full of brilliant ideas." He answered, wiggling his eyebrows. Hermione scowled and hit him on the arm, a faint patch of blush shining on her cheeks. The blush faded from Hermione's cheeks and her scowl deepened as she turned around towards Kaz. Although, her gaze was directed to a spot over her shoulder, more than to the girl herself.

Draco frowned.

"What's wrong, love?" He asked, trying to follow her gaze.

"Lavender and Parviti," was Hermione's only answer. Draco suddenly caught wind of what she was talking about and spotted the two not too many metres away, but far enough a way that they couldn't tell that the trio were sitting there.

"Brown and Patil?" Kaz asked, turning around and seeing the two walking closer the entire time. Draco looked at Kaz in confusion.

"You know them?" He questioned. Kaz nodded, a sour look her face.

"Unfortunately. She's lived here for a while. But not longer than Hermione or I have." She answered. Draco nodded and turned back to watching them advance.

"If we're lucky, they won't see us." Hermione muttered. Draco snorted.

"Those two have ears and eyes like hawks. I'm amazed they haven't seen us yet." He commented. It was Hermione's turn to snort now.

"They're probably too wrapped up in what they are talking about to notice us." She replied. Draco nodded. Just as she said that, though, Lavender's head shot up and they made eye contact. Hermione felt a shiver run down her spine.

"How did she know I was talking?" She hissed, as Parviti and Lavender made their way towards the group of three.

"I'm not quite sure. She seems to have super hearing." He muttered back, Kaz snorted.

"The only person I know with super-hearing is my mother. And that would be the reason why I never stay there often. They find out something I've done and I get into trouble for it." She put in. Draco laughed.

"All the time?" He asked. Kaz nodded.

"Unfortunately." She replied.

"Hermione, Draco, how are you?" Lavender called, quickly approaching them.

Hermione and Draco waited until they were closer to answer her.

"Hello Lavender, Parviti. How are you?" Hermione asked politely.

"Absolutely brilliant Hermione. What brings you to a small town like this?" Parviti asked. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I live here." She answered. Parviti and Lavender laughed.

"You don't live here. I do. I would've seen you around by now." Lavender replied. Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"You aren't the only one allowed to live here. I've actually been here my entire life. I was born in the hospital just over a couple of streets away." She explained.

"You can't have; again, I would've seen you before now." Lavender reiterated. Hermione sighed.

"Lavender, we go to the same school, at the same time. And I'm usually only here for a week on holidays before going to Ron's house for Christmas and such. Of course you won't have seen me. And I went to Primary School. You didn't." She explained. Lavender didn't look convinced.

"I don't believe you." She stated. Kaz snorted. Lavender gave her a "who-do-you-think-you-are" look. Kaz looked up, slightly scaring the blonde girl with her dark eye make-up, blood red lips and pale skin, which contrasted drastically to her black hair, with brilliant red streaks through it.

"I'm Kaz. How do you do?" She asked, a devious smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. Lavender just stared at her before turning back to Hermione.

"Does she always look like that?" She whispered. Hermione and Draco laughed.

"Yes." They both answered. Parviti and Lavender took a step back from the scary looking girl, who was now openly smirking at them, before turning her head down again to study her long, black nails.

"So, where is your "Child"?" Parviti asked. Hermione smiled.

"I don't quite know. The Ministry made us give him in after school ended to go to a Foster Family who would love him." Hermione made up off the top of her head. Draco's face suddenly went blank, and Hermione discreetly took his hand. Kaz looked up at them curiously, before catching the drift, and turning back to her nails.

"Oh no, and you two were so attached to that screaming little monster. He was cute though, I can't begrudge him that." Lavender added. Draco's hand tightened on Hermione's, and she could almost feel his eyes burning holes in Lavender's head. Kaz was watching the two sides with interest; her nails long forgotten.

"Yes, we rather were attached to him. When you look after a baby, act like their parents for even a few months, you began to love them like they're your own." Hermione explained, trying to tell Draco with her voice, not to say anything. He got her warning, but he wanted to say something anyway, just to shut them up.

"You know, this has been great and everything, but I think we need to get home, Hermione. We have a lot of things to do, and quite frankly, I don't trust your sisters not to burn the house down." Draco interrupted in a pained voice. Hermione got up immediately, quickly followed by Kaz, who was watching the young man with worry in her eyes.

"Come on then Draco. Quite frankly I agree with you. Haylee and Casey wouldn't know what to do if a fire started in our house, probably just run around screaming and worrying about their precious technology." Hermione snorted. Kaz smirked again.

"That would be a sight to see. You could fix it if it burnt down, couldn't you Hermione?" The black haired girl asked. Hermione frowned at her.

"No, I couldn't. Come on, we better go. Lavender, Parviti; I might see you around. Though, probably not." Hermione added. The trio walked off, and Hermione had the distinct feeling she was being followed. And she knew just by whom.

When she got to her house, and Draco and Kaz were inside, before she closed the door, Hermione turned and blew a kiss at Lavender and Parviti and twinkled her fingers at them.

When they got in the door, Draco went straight to the fireplace to call his mother, and Kaz went to sit on the couch. Hermione, though, was the only one who noticed the snowy owl that was Hedwig sitting on the window sill outside.

She went to let the poor bird in, and Hedwig flew straight onto the kitchen table. Excitedly, she pulled the letter away from the owl's leg and got some owl treats for her from the cupboard.

Hermione went back into the living room, where Kaz was still sitting, waiting for Draco to return. It only took a second, and soon he was standing behind as she sat on the couch.

Hermione opened the letter and started to read it aloud.

Dear Hermione and Draco,

I understand your plight. I'll go into the Ministry with dad and Sirius tomorrow and see what I can do. I'm not promising anything; they are hard-arses after all.

I'll see you in a couple of days.

Love Harry and Sierra.

Hermione squealed and Draco smiled brilliantly. With this letter, Hermione and Draco went to bed happy that night.

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