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“So that’s almost a month now.”

“Right.”

Draco shifted uneasily in his chair, fighting back the urge to massage his temples. Stupid headache. Why in Merlin’s name wouldn’t it go away? Was it even possible to have a dull ache in the back of your skull for a full day? And then there was the glitter. Draco was sure of it now, he was starting to see flashes of…well, glittery light out of the corner of his eyes. It was driving him crazy. Bloody glitter, bloody headache, bloody teacher for not letting class out early so he could go relax somewhere. What was she talking about? Oh, it didn’t matter anyway. He’d figure it out later.

Harry had almost succeeded in forgetting all about Lucius Malfoy’s trial until just before dinner when he found Ron sitting in the Common Room, looking as if Christmas had been canceled.

“Did you hear?” Ron asked glumly.

“What?”

“The trial. Malfoy’s not convicted anymore.”

Harry looked at Ron as if his friend was crazy. “You’re kidding, right?”

“No, Dad wrote me this afternoon. They checked. Malfoy doesn’t have the Dark Mark.”

“How can he not have the Mark? He’s a Death Eater.”

“Well, it’s not there now. Even Dumbledore said there wasn’t an illusion spell on him.”

“So are people just going to forget that he was in the Department of Ministries that late at night?”

“Well, that was explained too. Apparently the Malfoys have something stored in the Department of Mysteries that he was retrieving.”

“Again…at that time of night?”

“Publicity. Even Dad admits that it’s a good alibi. If we had something stored in the Department of Mysteries, we wouldn’t want it public either. And Malfoy was given a key to the Department earlier that day so that he could get in when no one was around to watch.”

“I bet that’s how the Death Eaters got in then.” Harry muttered.

“Yeah, probably so.”

“Was it said what it was they were storing?”