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After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, Pansy murmurs "Loyalty", and the door opens. She ignores Harry's raised eyebrow in favor of turning and walking through the entrance. Harry follows.

"Draco, you have a visitor!" she singsongs, before flopping down in one of the green armchairs by the desolate fire.

"Who the hell-" Draco stops when he steps down a few steps and sees Harry. "Oh. Hello, Harry."

"Hello," Harry says shyly, suddenly unable to remember why he ever came here in the first place.

"Did you need something?"

"Isn't he your husband? Can't he stop by whenever he wants?" Pansy comments sarcastically, and with a deadly smirk. "Or are you going to admit your marriage is a sham for a larger scale plan?"

"Our marriage isn't a sham, Pansy. I love him," Draco says, also the words are clearly false. Harry wonders how anyone ever believes them.

"Sure. And I'm straight," Pansy murmurs, but she grabs a book off of the shelf next to her and proceeds to ignore them.

"I was reading the books about Eleanor and Francis, and I found something," Harry says,  remembering why he came here.

Draco raises one eyebrow. "What?"

"Their great great great or whatever grandson is alive."

Draco shrugs. "So?"

"He's a wizard. And he goes to Hogwarts."

Draco gasps softly. "You're not serious."

"I am. He's a fourth year Slytherin. His name is Felix Gonzalez."

"Felix..." Draco mutters, thinking, before his eyes light up. "Tabitha's friend! Yeah, I know Felix. Holy shit, he's related to them?"

Harry nods. "I talked to him a few nights ago. I'm not sure how much he knows."

"You talked to him a few nights ago? Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?" Draco sounds angry, and honestly, with the way Harry had phrased it, he can't blame him.

"No, I just met him a couple of nights ago! It was a complete accident. I only found out about his heritage about twenty minutes ago."

"So what were you doing for those twenty minutes?"

"Debating with Pansy over whether I should be allowed into the Slytherin Common Room or not."

Draco shoots a glare at Pansy, who lowers her book and grins.

"You two are terrible at keeping secrets, you know. You literally could have walked even five steps further away from me if you really didn't want me to know. What's going on with you guys?"

They stop talking, staring at Pansy.  She's tapping one red fingernail against the book in her hand, brown eyes watching them.

"Who are Eleanor and Francis? And why are they and Felix so important?" She stands, tossing the book onto the couch. "We've been friends for fifteen years, Draco, you can't keep this from me."

"I can and I will," Draco replies. "You don't know. It's a false hope. A stupid idea we had. It probably won't work, and we're probably going to get killed. No one else needs to get hurt."

"Draco, we're all probably going to get killed. Lovegood went missing earlier this morning. That makes nine. Nine people have died, Draco, just going about their daily lives. We're all on death row, we just don't know our execution date. We're all going to die, and you're not helping by not saying anything."

"Luna's dead?" Harry whispers.

Pansy turns toward him, brown eyes widening and shimmering with tears. "Potter, I'm sorry, I thought you knew-"

Harry turns around and leaves the Slytherin Common Room.

"Potter!" comes the twin shouts from Pansy and Draco, but Harry's walking toward the Great Hall.

He hears their footsteps behind him as he shoves open the door to the Great Hall.

People look up, startled, from their lunches. Harry scans the Great Hall.

There are alters that have been set up underneath the bright blue scrawl of the names of the dead. Under many of them are bouquets of flowers, small gifts, cards.

Underneath Zabini and Nott's, there is nothing.

Harry lifts his wand in the now dead-silent Great Hall, and next to the name Blaise Zabini, he writes the name of the strange blonde girl who made him smile in the darkest of times.

Luna Lovegood's name shines bright against the dull stone of the wall, and Harry decides nine names is nine too many.

He's going to find Felix Gonzalez.

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