It was the third week of term and everybody had finally settled into the new school year. The note about meetings had been passed around since Hermione had dropped it in Diagon Alley and everybody was in attendance. Draco was sitting at her right, reporting on what had happened over the Summer. The Dark Lord had taken up residence in his home and was rallying all supporters he could - the old blood purists and the like. Apparently, (or at least from what Draco had gathered) the Dark Lord had no idea that he had no support from the newer generations of Slytherins. Their prejudice ideas of blood purity had all but crumbled once Hermione had shown them what true power meant.