Devilish Daughter (A HP musical) DracoxDemonReader

Chapter 37: Sneaking Devil

I woke up the next day to the sun in my face, I huffed and got up seeing Draco still asleep. I smiled lightly before kissing his forehead and going off to explore the rooms. I saw one that says Sirius on the door then walked in, looking around and noticed a picture on the dresser and picked it up. "That's the first order," Harry said, walking in. "Most of them died, some left, some suffered a fate worse." I looked at the picture and spoke, "Is this your mom?" "Yeah," Harry smiled sadly. "She looks like your grandmother," I detected. "How do you know?" Harry asked. I pointed at his mother and sang, "His love had hair like fire, her eyes an emerald sheen. She wrapped herself in beauty, so young and so serene." Harry let out a light laugh then took the photo and spoke, "Didn't know they had a whole song."

"I sang it to Draco our third year," I told, walking around the room. "He was so worried when I had to face that boggart." "That's what the flower represented?" Harry questioned and I nodded. "Ironically, it's just a magical lily," I joked. Harry smiled then set the photo down and I spoke, "You're lucky to have her eyes, they're iconic." "That's the first time I ever heard that," Harry laughed lightly. "Guys, you're gonna want to see this," Ron said, interrupting. We shared a look then followed him to a room that was completely destroyed. "Lovely," I spoke. "Regulus Arcturus Black...?" Draco read from the door. "R.A.B." Ron detected. "Uncle Regulus, yeah," Draco said. "He visited a few times when I was a kid but he's dead." "Question is, did he actually destroy the real Horcrux?" Hermione mentioned it. I heard something from the far corner, I turned to see something scatter and I quickly followed it to the kitchen.

The others followed and I looked around before waving my hand causing a house elf to get pushed out of the cupboard. "Been spying on us, have you? You little twat," I spat. "Kreacher has been... watching. Kreacher always watches," He replied. "Do you know anything about this?" Hermione questioned, showing the locket. "Filthy Mudblood -- The Death Eaters will soon be coming for you!" Kreacher hissed. Ron grabbed a pan going to hit him with it, but Hermione held him back. "Kreacher will not say anything to strangers," He said. "Then listen to your master," Draco spoke. "You know me? Draco Malfoy, part of this family." Kreacher looked at him then spoke, "What can Kreacher get you, Master Malfoy?" "Answer her question," Draco told. "That was Master Regulus' locket," Kreacher informed. "Kreacher doesn't know where the other locket is. Before he died, Master Regulus ordered Kreacher to destroy it. It was the last thing he asked of Kreacher. But no matter how Kreacher tried, he could not."

"Where is it now? Did someone take it, Kreacher?" Draco asked. "He came in the night. He took many things, including the locket," Kreacher informed. "Who?" I questioned. Kreacher looked at Draco and he spoke, "No matter what, you answer to her. She's with me." "Mundungus. Mundungus Fletcher," Kreacher answered. "Find him," I ordered. Kreacher nodded then went off, Hermione spoke, "Thanks." "Yeah," I sighed. We waited for Kreacher, when he finally came back he had another house elf with him. "Dobby?" Draco and Harry questioned. "Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter," He smiled as Kreacher struggled with Mundungus. "I've been wondering what has happened to you, Malfoy." I waved my hand, restraining the thief then spoke, "You know him?" "He was my old house elf, he was freed," Draco said. "He was the only one willing to play with me when I was a kid. How are you, Dobby?"

"Freed," He answered. "What are you doing here?" Harry questioned. "Dobby saw Kreacher in Diagon Alley, which Dobby thought was curious," He explained. "And then Dobby heard Kreacher mention Harry Potter's name, which Dobby thought was very curious. And then Dobby saw that Kreacher was talking to the thief Mundungus Fletcher, which Dobby thought was very, very-" "I'm no thief, you foul little git. I'm a purveyor of rare and wondrous objects," Mundungus corrected. "That's just a fancy thief and even then that's not you, rat," I spat. "When you turned this place over -- don't deny it! -- you found a locket, am I right?" Harry questioned and Mundungus nodded. "Where is it?" "I have no idea," Mundungus answered. "You're lying," I snarled, clenching my fist causing the restrains to tighten.