Words cannot describe how sorry I am. It's just that I had some computer and trust issues, so I've sneaked off to my friend's house to type this.

Draco: You heard her, we've got things to do, places to be.

Ginny: Just shut it you big fat git.

Draco: Oi, that hurt my feelings! Do not insult me because I have a delicate self-esteem.

Ginny: You know what? You're right. The only big you are is big-headed. You're still the same sulky skinny kid I knew in Hogwarts.

Me: Will you too just shut up and admit that you secretly love one another?

Ginny and Draco: Like that thing? In your dreams.

Me: It was worth a try.

Chapter Twelve

Roopa's POV
When, the glee kids heard that they had gotten 12Th place, well it was a sad moment indeed. Draco Malfoy had even promised everyone that he would kill Sordida sooner or later. I don't even think he was joking, seriously. Anyway, the glee kids walked back silently, almost too silently. That's when it happened.
That guy, Ron, was walking down the streets when a bunch of New Yorkers started to attack him. They were screaming at him and he just looked really, really freaked out. That's when I noticed that all the New Yorkers were wearing Yankee stuff, while he was wearing his Boston Red Sox t-shirt.
Mentally cursing Rachael for her horrible prank, I ran over to him and the mob. "Hey people," I shouted, pointing into the distance. "Look at that bird! It has a marshmallow on it!" When everyone was looking away, I hurriedly did a spell on his shirt. When the mob realized that there was no bird, they turned back prepared to shout at him again, but then they saw the Yankees t-shirt.
"Wha-, bu-, wait, wait, wait... what?" A guy who seemed to be their leader asked.
"Real smooth dude. You told us this ginger was a Red Sucks fan." Another guy said, shaking his head. The others all nodded in agreement and they walked away shaking their heads.
Ron turned over to me and said, "Thank you Roopa. You saved me from bloody murder back there."
"Hey," I said. "It's fine. I'm just glad it wasn't me. If I died, the world wouldn't have any more humor in it. Get it? No? Ok." I said as I walked away leaving a very confused Ron behind.
Quinn's POV
I walked out of the bathroom door humming a show tune under my breath. 'Damn, I'm beginning to act like Rachel Berry.' I thought, and so I wasn't looking at where I was going and bumped into Finn.
"Sorry," I muttered and tried to get away as fast as possible. He grabbed my arm though, and pulled me back.
"Not so fast Fabray," He said smirking at me. "Have you been avoiding me?"
"Pshh, no." I said an octave higher than I normally speak. The truth was, I had been avoiding him. I had heard every word everyone had said at the hospital, and it made me really confused. I didn't know if I wanted to slap him, punch him, bitch him off, or kiss him senseless.
"Then what is it?" He asked in a curious voice. He was so ignorant sometimes.
"Not a good time Finn. I'm confused and want some alone time right now. See you around some time," I said as I walked away as quickly as I could. This time he let me go.
Santana's POV
If I'd believed in God, I would say that he was trying to keep us from going back to Lima. Originally, the plan was for us to go to Nationals and then go home in 3 days. However, with Quinn being hit by that spell, (I still can't believe that magic really exists) the St. Mungo doctors told us to stay an extra 2 days so she wouldn't have to fly before all the residue of magic left her. We stayed the extra two days, however when we were about to leave, or flight got canceled because of ongoing thunderstorms. The next flight to Lima wouldn't happen until all the thunderstorms ended, which didn't look like it was going to happen anytime soon.
While all this was going on, that Draco kid was acting very suspiciously. He kept looking at what looked like blueprints of an abandoned factory, and muttering to himself. He didn't utter an egotistical comment every 3 seconds and didn't hear anything that we told him. I decided to confront him.

"Hey you," I called over to him. He was muttering to himself on the couch. "Pale boy."

"Yeah?" He asked.

"What are you up to?" I asked walking over to him. He put a confused frown on his face.

"Nothing," He muttered unconvincingly.

"Look boy. I know things. Don't try to lie to me. I know every single thing ok?" I said on a roll.

I could see he was trying to gain his old swagger back. "Yeah," He smirked. "Prove it."

"Ok. Puck has sex with every other cheerleader every other Wednesday in Figgin's closet in his office. Sam and Rachael just screwed each other for the first time last night from the way they keep shooting embarrassed glances at one another." Sam and Rachael glanced guiltily at one another.

"Wait seriously?" Roopa asked a grin slowly growing on her face. "I thought you were the perfect type of goody two shoes that waits 'til marriage. Wasn't that why you broke jerk face's heart?"

"Oh just shut up." Rachael said her face turning red.

"Anyway, Tina is getting annoyed with Mike for not taking her anywhere without his mom as a chaperone. Mercedes wants someone to love. Kurt would rather have Blaine as company then all of us. Mr. Schue's first kiss was a gay guy seizing his face and kissing him. You happy now Malfoy?" I said really quickly.

"Uhhh," he said. "Fine. I'm plotting to get Sordida back. I know the general location of him, but I still need the muggle blueprints and things. I think I'm going in there tomorrow night."

"Well we better start planning soon." Ginny said standing up and clapping her hands together.

"No way. None of you guys are going." Draco said shaking his head.

"Oh hell to the no!" Mercedes said suddenly. "You idiot skinny white boy. Can't you see that no one's going to let you go in there alone?"

"Actually," that Ron kid started, "I wouldn't mind if he got killed."

"Shut up Ron." Ginny said. "Draco Lucius Malfoy, you are going no where without us."

"Fine. I really need those blue prints though." He said frowning. Then he seemed to come to a realization. "Never mind," as a popping noise sounded.

Everybody else besides Malfoy and I let out a small gasp. A guy with blonde hair, brown eyes, thick eyebrows, and a permanent looking knowing smirk had popped up out of nowhere. He was wearing what looked like robes and a weird hat. It must have been wizard clothes.

"You called Draco," he said still wearing that smirk while looking around the room. "Nice company you keep by the way."

That Harry guy who seemed to have gained his voice said, "Nott?" in a incredulous voice.

"Nice to see you too Potter," Nott said giving a fake bow.

Another pop sounded and a hot looking muscular black guy stood up. "Hey Draco and Theo. What's up?"

"Ok seriously? What is Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott doing here?" Ginny said seeming to regain her voice.

"I have friends too you know. I was only a prat to the people I didn't like at Hogwarts." Draco said.

"I got those blueprints you wanted." Theodore Nott said pulling out some papers.

"Sordida huh?" Blaise Zabini asked. "So now we're actively going against death eaters? I always thought we were secretly defying our fathers' and Voldy's will."

"What are you talking about?" Ron said with a frown.

"You think we were choosing to play for the death eater's?" Nott asked. "Draco was lucky enough. If he defied their will he would get a chance to live. But us though we would be killed if we didn't join."

"So you're really a good guy?" Ginny asked with a frown that matched her brother's.

Nott laughed softly. "So naïve sometimes. There is no black and white; only grey."

That's it for that chapter! I'll try to update as soon as possible! I didn't edit this, so I'm sorry if it's completely horrible.