"Why are you mad at Ron?" Ursa asks.

     "He ruined the ball for me." Hermione says. "He seems to think Viktor is using me to get to Harry."

     "Why would he be doing that?"

     "Cause of what Karkaroff was- I mean to solve the egg." Ursa stops walking. She looks around and pulls Hermione into a closet.

     "What do you mean, what Karkaroff was?"

     "I don't think I should tell you."

     "Hermione, do you know Karkaroff's past?"

     "I have no idea-"

     "Hermione do you know Karkaroff was a follower of You-Know-Who?"

     "... yes."

     "Harry also suspects your parents of being followers." Ursa leaves without another word.

***

     "What is that Sacred Twenty something you were talking about at the ball?" Ron asks while they sit in the library. Hermione and Ursa look across the table at him in confusion.

     "It's the Sacred Twenty-Eight." Ursa says. "You are a part of it. How do you have no idea what it is?"

     "I am?" Ron asks.

     "Yes you are." Hermione says. "The Sacred Twenty-Eight are the 28 families that were considered pureblood by some person in the 1930s."

     "It's thought to be one of Nott's ancestors." Ursa says. "It Is not a complete list, since it was a matter of opinion. Like Crabbe and Goyle are not on it. If a family was thought to have any Muggle ancestry, supported Muggles, or probably if the author did not like them, then they were not a part of it. You probably would have been a part of it Potter but the Potter patriarch of that time supported Muggles and Potter is a common Muggle name."

     "Why am I a part of it?" Ron asks.

     "Because both the Weasley and Prewett families are on it."

     "How do you know my mum's a Prewett?"

     "I had to learn the names of the Sacred Twenty-Eight families and the adults that were alive. The list is where the term "blood-traitor" came from. Those who were outspoken against being on the list or said they had Muggle ancestry and were proud of it, like the Weasley's, were blood-traitors. The whole thing is a stupid thing to try and make purebloods seem better. My family is quite proud to be on it. Ignoring the fact we have half-bloods on our tree."

      "You do?" Hermione asks surprised.

     "We haven't for a few generations but yeah. My father's line is still pure. The half-bloods are 'proper' half-bloods. Ones that are ashamed of their Muggle ancestry and attempt to hide it and there are at least two generations between them and the last Muggle in their tree. There are a few half-bloods my family considers 'proper' despite having recent Muggle ancestry.

     "Like who?" Harry asks.

     "That would betray their trust."

     "So you know what families are on it? Like off the top of your head?"

     "Abbott, Avery, Black, Bulstrode, Carrow, Crouch, Fawley, Flint, Gaunt, Greengrass, Lestrange, Longbottom, Macmillan, Malfoy, Nott, Ollivander, Parkinson, Prewett, Rosier, Rowle, Selwyn, Shacklebolt, Shafiq, Slughorn, Travers, Weasley, and Yaxley."

     "Bloody hell." Ron says in awe. "That's cool. Also a lot of those were Slytherins weren't they?"

     "At least 16 of them. A few are no longer pure or extinct."

     "Why do I recognize Gaunt?" Harry says.

     "You-Know-Who's mother was a Gaunt." Ursa says. "Gaunts never went to Hogwarts but based off You-Know-Who they probably would have been Slytherin."

     "How do you know that?"

     "I had to learn about the last generation if the family is extinct."

     "What ones are you a part of? Other than Malfoy. Like the last three." Ron asks.

     "On my mother's side, strictly Sacred Twenty-Eight, Black and Rosier. Not on the list, my great-grandmother was a Crabbe."

     "So you're related to Sirius Black?" Harry asks.

     "Sadly. He's my mother's cousin. One of the two relatives that are in or were in Azkaban."

     "He's innocent." Harry says.

     "Why do you say that?"

     "I can't tell you how I know but he is." Harry says.

     "I heard Draco say your favorite person is in Azkaban." Ron says.

     "That would be the other relative and she is not my favorite person anymore."

     "So you're related to Crabbe?" Ron asks. "Never would have expected that."

     "Distantly. I guess my great-grandmother got the brains."

     "What about your dad's side?" Hermione asks.

     "Uhh. Grandmother was a Fawley and great-grandmother was a Burke."

     "Then why did you laugh at that guy for being a Fawley?" Harry asks.

     "My grandmother was an only child and there were two lines of Fawleys. The other line lost their money and status."

***

     The Trio and Ursa sit in the Great Hall at the Gryffindor table. Ursa is trying to write in a notebook but keeps turning pages. "Whatcha got there Ursa?" Ron asks.

     "A notebook of empty sheet music." Ursa says. "I enjoy writing small tunes and songs but I keep messing up and have to start a new page."

     "Haven't you h-" Hermione starts before she interrupts herself. "Wait never mind. You probably haven't. Let me show you something." Hermione digs in her bag and pulls out a pencil.

     "What is that?" Ursa asks.

     "A pencil." Hermione says. If you make a mistake you can erase it with the other end. See?" Hermione draws a small line on the corner of the page and erases it.

     "Wow."

     "It's why my essays are always perfect and don't have any spelling mistakes. I write it with this and then write over it with a quill."

     "Can I see it for a minute? I can duplicate it."

     "Keep it. I have more."

     "Thank you!"

     "It's always funny watching purebloods learn about Muggle things." Harry says.

     "Be quiet Potter. At least I've known I was a witch since I was a baby." Ursa says.

     "Have you gotten the keyboard to work yet?" Hermione asks.

     "Yep. Took a few runes to do it. Which were not easy to do. Plastic is hard to carve into."

***

     The Trio walk up to Hagrid's hut and Ursa is with the other Slytherins with Lyra on her shoulder.

     "Hurry up." An old witch says. "The bell rang five minutes ago."

      "Who are you?" Ursa asks.

     "Where's Hagrid?" Harry asks.

     "My name is Professor Grubbly-Plank. I am your temporary Care of Magical Creatures teacher." The old witch says.

     "Where's Hagrid." Harry repeats.

     "He's indisposed." Grubbly-Plank replies.

     The Trio notice the glee on the Slytherin's faces and Ursa looking at them questioningly.

     "Why are they so happy?" Hermione asks Ursa.

     "No idea." Ursa replies. "They've been smiling all morning and Draco won't tell me why. Possibly has something to do with the Daily Prophet since Draco wouldn't let me see it this morning."

     "This way please." Grubbly-Plank says.

     "What's wrong with Hagrid?" Harry asks.

     "Don't worry about it."

     "I will worry about it. What's up with him?"

     "Just leave it Harry." Ursa says. Grubbly-Plank and the rest of the students start walking around the abraxan paddock. "See if you can find a way in and check on him Lyra." Lyra flies off Ursa's shoulder and Ursa runs after the rest of the class. They arrive at a large unicorn tethered to a tree. A lot of the girls ohh and aww and Ursa rolls her eyes.

     "Oh it's beautiful. How'd you get it?" Lavender asks. "They're supposed to be hard to catch."

     The unicorn looks at Ursa and Ursa nods to it. "Boys keep back." Grubbly-Plank says. "Unicorns prefer a woman's touch. Girls to the front and approach slowly." Grubbly-Plank and all of the girls except Ursa approach the unicorn. Ursa stays back with the boys at the paddock fence. Ursa climbs on the fence and sits.

     "Not interested in the unicorn Ursa?" Ron asks.

     "Meh. I've met her before." Ursa replies.

     "What do you think's wrong with Hagrid?" Harry asks. "You don't think a skrewt-"

     "Oh he hasn't been attacked if you're worried about that." Draco says. "Just too ashamed to show his face." Draco chuckles.

     "What do you mean?" Harry asks.

     "Draco Lucius Malfoy what did you do?" Ursa asks. Draco hands Harry the Prophet. Ursa and several of the boys read it over Harry's shoulder. "'I was attacked by a hippogriff, and my friend Vincent Crabbe got a bad bite from a flobberworm.' Seriously Dray? It was a scratch and flobberworms don't have teeth. And are herbivores." One of the abraxan comes over and nudges Ursa's shoulder with his nose before standing right at the paddock. Ursa chuckles and pets his face.

     "How'd she find out he's half-giant?" Ron asks.

     "Seriously Ron?" Ursa questions. "What human is 11 feet tall?" Ursa takes the paper from Harry and reads it better. "Hagrid has never pretended to be pureblood. He's hesitant around us. Well not me anymore."

     "What do you mean, 'We all hate Hagrid?'" Harry asks.

     "Are you paying attention back there?" Grubbly-Plank asks.

     "A unicorn's blood is silver and shines under moonlight." Ursa says. "Drinking it can keep you alive if you are an inch from death but you will live a cursed life for killing such a pure creature."

     "That wasn't what I said but I see you are knowledgeable on unicorns." Ursa shrugs and Grubbly-Plank continues.

     "Hopefully this will put an end to the oaf's teaching career." Draco says.

     "What did I say about calling him an oaf?" Ursa asks angrily. "You are just asking to get cursed today." Lyra lands on Ursa's open shoulder and Ursa frowns as Lyra has nothing. "Couldn't find a way in or drove you out?" Lyra hoots twice. "Alright. I'll try to check on him later." Ursa checks to make sure Grubbly-Plank isn't paying attention before drawing her wand and pointing it at Draco. "Impulsi." A small bolt of electricity shoots from the end of Ursa's wand and she quickly puts it away as it hits Draco. Draco yelps, interrupting Grubbly-Plank.

     "Something wrong Mr Malfoy?" Grubbly-Plank asks.

     "No Professor." Draco answers while glaring at Ursa. Ursa glares back before turning to the abraxan she's petting.

     "Why are you petting that?" Harry asks.

     "He came up to me." Ursa answers. "They are used to me and so sweet." Ursa turns to Draco. "Father is going to enjoy this isn't he?"

     "Already sent me a letter praising me this morning." Draco replies.

     "You're a horrible person Draco Malfoy."

***

     After dinner, Ursa slips out of the castle and down to Hagrid's hut. Lyra flies from a crate in front of the hut to Ursa's shoulder. Ursa notices the Trio coming down the hill and crouches behind the crates. The Trio knocks on the door, only to be answered with Fang's barks.

     "Hagrid, it's us!" Harry shouts before pounding on the door. "Open up!" They spend ten minutes trying to get Hagrid to open the door.

     "Why is he hiding from us?" Hermione asks as they walk away. "Does he really think we care about him being half-giant?"

     Once the Trio is far enough away, Ursa steps out from behind the crates and stretches her legs. "Alright Lyra, how'd you get in?" Ursa asks. Lyra takes off and lands on the smoking chimney. "And he put a fire on to keep you out. Too bad that won't keep me out. Do you think I could climb high enough in a tree to transform or should I just go to the castle?" Lyra flies towards the castle. "Good plan." Ursa goes up to a place she knows she can fall from without being seen and falls. She flies to Hagrid's hut. She tucks in her wings and flies down Hagrid's chimney. She hits the fire and bounces out on the ground.

     Hagrid and Dumbledore are sitting at Hagrid's table and Dumbledore chuckles. "A little trouble there Miss Malfoy?" Ursa gets back on her feet and lands on the back of am empty chair. "I see you've managed to control turning back when you land." Ursa nods.

     Hagrid looks over at Ursa, his eyes red and puffy. "'Lo Ursa." Hagrid says.

     "I was wondering how long it would take you to show up."

     Ursa jumps down to the floor and turns back. She sits down as she speaks. "Yeah, Fawkes hasn't exactly taught me how to nose dive so I'm glad I made it without injury. As for how long it took me, I had to wait until I had free time, then I got here right before the others did. So I hid and waited for them to leave. Then had Lyra show me how she got in this morning, then had to go back to the castle to fall and transform."

     "I heard a rumor that your brother interrupted Professor Grubbly-Plank's class today." Dumbledore says. "I assume you had something to do with that?"

     "Depends on if I would be in trouble if I did."

     "You would not."

     "Yep. He's lucky I didn't do something worse or Harry for that matter. If looks could kill." Ursa notices the papers on the table. "What's all this?"

     "Letters from parents. Saying they remember Hagrid and will... not be happy if I fired him."

     "Wow what is this? Eight just today?"

     "Nine if you count the one that came early this morning calling for his removal." Hagrid sobs into his hands.

     "Hmm. Early in the morning and calling for his removal? Sounds like my parents, or at least my father."

     "Your father."

     "You got eight positive letters today Hagrid. Don't let one letter from my stupid prejudice family ruin that. You have a lot of people who want you here. I honestly don't think I can survive Grubbly-Plank's classes long if they are all like today. Too boring."

     "What did you do today?"

     "I personally sat on a fence next to the boys and pet an abraxan while the girls gushed over a unicorn. I have no idea what Grubbly-Plank said. I was too busy resisting the urge to curse Draco and making sure Harry didn't either."

     They talk for a bit. "Alright I need to go." Ursa says. "I'll have Lyra stay down here and tell Clawhoof to send her to me if there are any emergencies until you're ready"