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The next day Draco felt terrible. Snape was watching him everywhere he went, and Draco had a hard time living with the disappointment that was radiating off him. Draco couldn't visit Sirius at night with Snape constantly watching him and all the detention he had - which was probably exactly what Snape had intended. It was more than just a punishment for sneaking out of the castle at night - the detention also kept him from sneaking out again.

Draco also couldn't talk to Neville about what had happened, too scared he would be caught by Snape. And if Snape caught him there was no telling what he would do. The best case scenario was probably suspension, the worst... Azkaban. The only time Snape wasn't watching him was at night, when he had detention. With Filch. He silently did what Filch told him to do, which was mostly scrubbing bedpans – with his hands. No magic.

The day, in one word, sucked. So, it didn't really surprise Draco when he was woken in the middle of the night by noises coming from the common room. He was disoriented in the darkness and quite moody, but he, like many others in his house, made his way towards the commotion.

"What's going on?" Crabbe yawned. "Is Black in the castle again?"

Draco frowned. That was probably exactly what had happened. Damn, he only hoped Snape didn't connect this to him in any way. He had been under surveillance all day so he couldn't have done anything. But then again, it was quite suspicious that Black broke into the castle again the day after Draco had been sneaking around the Forbidden Forest.

In the common room everyone had gathered around Snape, who looked livid. Draco tried to look extra sleepy and confused.

"Sirius Black," Snape started, ignoring several groans from his audience, "has been seen in the castle. You will stay in the common room until the castle has been searched. The prefects will search your rooms." He glanced at Draco and then swiftly left the common room.

"Not again," a sleepy Pansy complained. "I need my beauty sleep."

He could hear Daphne snort beside her. She made her way through the crowd and stopped next to Draco. "Is it just my imagination or is Snape mad at you?" she whispered.

"Definitely not your imagination," he frowned. "He seems to think that I'm the one letting Black into the castle."

"Wha-," Daphne opened her mouth in shock. "Wait, are you?"

"No," Draco huffed. "Of course not. What kind of idiot do you think I am?"

"Sorry, sorry. It's just, you've been acting a bit strange lately and you constantly talk about how much you hate Potter-"

"Hey, I haven't said anything about him in a while!" Had he really been so bad? And had he really been so fixated on that boy?

"Which is weird behavior for you, is all I'm saying," replied Daphne. "And you keep disappearing on us. And-"

"Yeah okay, I get it," Draco interrupted her. "But I'm not working with an insane serial killer! I'm in the library studying. You are welcome to join me anytime you want," Draco defended himself, hoping she would not take him up on his offer because apart from really spending time in the library, he was helping said insane serial killer.

Great, he thought to himself, Snape wasn't the only one who thought he was assisting a criminal. The day just kept on getting better. Draco was quite glad it was almost over.

They had to stay in the common room till dawn before the search – again fruitless – was over.

The next day seemed horribly long to Draco. Snape hadn't said anything, but he was still watching his every move. So, he decided to stay among his fellow Slytherins for the day. He was tired and annoyed. Black's behavior was one of the reasons why he was cranky. That man was such an idiot. He wished he could meet up with him and give him a piece of his mind. But security around the castle had been tightened. Flitwick taught the front doors to recognize Sirius Black. Filch was patrolling the corridors and boarding up everything. Security trolls had been hired to patrol the castle.

The other reason why he was so annoyed was Ron Weasley. Apparently he had woken up in the middle of the night to find a murderous looking Sirius Black in front of his bed... with a knife in his hands. Now the Weasel was the talk of the castle and everywhere he went it was either him telling his story, a slightly different version each time Draco heard it, or people talking about him.

"Have you heard," had been the first thing he had heard at breakfast from Pansy, "Sirius Black broke into Potter's dorm and tried to kill Weasley with a knife!"

"How'd he get in?" Crabbe had asked, biting into a piece of French toast.

"Apparently that doofus Longbottom has a list lying around with all the passwords on it." This had made the whole table laugh and Draco wince. It had been his fault Sirius had the list, after all. He had shown it to him in the forest. "Heard that McGonagall is furious. Gave him detention for the rest of the year, forbid him from going to Hogsmeade ever again and told everyone not to give him the password."

Another round of laughter. Apparently, the whole castle was either laughing at Neville or they were very angry with him.

Great, more guilt, just what he needed, Draco had thought glumly. He had to make it up to Neville later.

Later that night, he had detention again. Only this time he wasn't alone, there was Neville as well.

"I'm sorry," was the first thing Draco said once they were alone with the cauldrons they had to clean.

"It's okay," Neville said, "It really was stupid to keep a list of the passwords."

Draco felt better immediately. At least one person who wasn't mad at him.

"Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you still think Sirius is innocent?"

"Yes," Draco said, "without a doubt. He is just being an impatient idiot. Not thinking things through... Such a Gryffindor trait," he huffed. "No offense," he added, as an afterthought.

"We should talk to him about it. He can't keep doing things like this!"

"Well, yes. We also need to get the rat. Problem is, Snape caught me yesterday. He thinks I'm helping Black. He has been watching me like a hawk ever since."

"He isn't wrong... We are helping Black. And I thought there was something off about him today. He is quite perceptive."

"Too perceptive," Draco groaned. "What do we do now?"

"I have no idea. Things seem to be getting worse instead of better."

"No kidding."

TBC

A bit of a filler. I had to work today so I couldn't write much.

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