Harry was jolted out of his reverie by the telltale crack of someone apparating. He looked up to see Ginny and Luna and a third figure. He recognized the pinched face that stared out at him from under the hood of the cloak. He grimaced; this wasn't making his night any better.
"I should have known Snivellus would send his lapdog," said Harry.
"Well he can't well come on his own Potter, I think the Dark Lord would probably notice if his right hand man went missing."
"You on the other hand are so unimportant no one notices when you disappear, eh Malfoy?"
Draco growled under his breath. "I'm here to help Potter, if you'd rather I left your blood traitor pal to the tender mercies of the Dark Lord, that can be arranged."
Ginny smacked Malfoy across the back of the head, making him snarl in pain, and Harry throw her a loving look.
"What did I tell you about names?" she said angrily.
Malfoy mumbled something and Ginny hit him again.
"Alright, damn it! You said you'd hex me into oblivion if I didn't show some…respect."
"And I wasn't bluffing."
Malfoy shot her an angry look while he rubbed the back of his head.
"So do you want my help or not, Potter?"
Harry just looked at him. "Do you want an honest answer to that question?"
"Fine, but I'm all you have."
Harry grumbled under his breath. Ginny shot him a warning look and he gave in with a sigh.
"Fine," he sighed. "What can you do?"
"We can get you in."
"That's it?" Harry asked in disbelief. "We've gotten in before. Getting in isn't the problem, getting out is or we wouldn't be here right now."
"We can get you all in. And you won't have to find a way out, because I know where it is."
"Where what is?"
Malfoy smiled. "The diadem. That's what you've been trying to get all these times, isn't it? The thing you need in order to kill the Dark Lord?"
"Will you stop calling him that? It's not making me trust you."
"Fine, You-Know-Who if you will. You can finally defeat him, Potter."
Harry shook his head. "Why should I trust you? It was your heart's greatest desire to join his ranks when you were old enough. What happened?"
Malfoy glared at him. "Reality happened Potter. I've seen what he's capable of, and I think I liked the world before."
Harry smiled. "You mean you liked being important, and having anything you wanted."
"Damn it Harry," he said, using Harry's first name for the first time.
Harry was taken aback.
"Don't you think I want to make him pay?"
Harry grimaced, he didn't want to feel sorry for this sniveling little weasel, but it was hard not to feel bad for someone who had lost their parents. "Fine. I'm not saying I trust you, but I'm saying I'm willing to find out if I can."
Malfoy nodded. "Then I would start making whatever arrangements you need to, because this is it."
"I'll tell him then. Wait till you hear from us."
"No, I want to meet him face to face, no middle men next time."
"No Malfoy. If Snape wants me to trust him, he needs to prove himself."
Malfoy nodded. "Fine, I'll tell him, but it won't be easy."
Harry exchanged a look with Ginny, seeing something in her eyes that had never been there before. She couldn't lose another brother, it would destroy her. He looked back to Malfoy. "We don't have any other choice."