The letter

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   Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Harry and Dior were now in Dumbledore's office. ,,Who sent it professor?'' Harry asked. ,,We don't know...But whoever it is knows much more about Voldemort's returning than we do.'' Dumbledore said. ,,The letter said that the heir of gryffindor with Harry Potter will be able to kill Voldemort. Who is the heir of Gryffindor?'' Dior asked. ,,There are only two options Dior. The letter fell in your hands which means that either you or someone you know is the heir of Gryffindor.'' Dumbledore said. ,,Me the heir of Gryffindor... I think someone i know is the heir. It can't be me... The sorting hat even had a hard time sorting me. It said i was a mix of Slytherin and Gryffindor.'' Dior said. ,,But yet it still put you in Gryffindor.'' McGonagall said. ,,There is only one way to find out.'' Dumbledore said and gave Dior a beautiful red diamond necklace. ,,Wear this throughout the whole Christmas break. If you are the heir of Gryffindor everything will be fine...If not only bad luck will follow you.'' Dumbledore said. Dior wasn't happy with the fact that bad luck might follow her but she knew that wearing this necklace was the right thing to do. She put it on and immediately felt her heart beating faster. They returned to the ball. All eyes on Dior and her new red diamond necklace. Everyone was blinded by the brightness of it. Dior and Harry immediately went over to where the friend group was. They told them everything. No one could actually believe that Dior might be the heir of Gryffindor. They were all shocked and speechless. No one knew what to do.

Umbridge saw Dior's necklace and knew what was happening. She was furious. Dior looked at Umbridge and gave her a fake smile. Dolores returned the smile.

The ball ended. A night full if events. They went back to their dorms. Everyone fell asleep except of Harry and Dior. Dior went to Gryffindor's common room and sat on the armchair that was in front of the fire. She sat there thinking about what happened. The necklace was placed on her neck like it was made for her. It fitted her perfectly. She saw Harry coming down the stairs from the boys' dorms. ,,I didn't know you were here.'' Harry said. ,,It's okay...come sit here.'' Dior said. Harry sat down beside Dior. ,,What do you think this means? Me and you killing Voldemort...'' Harry said with a sad expression on his face. ,,Well look at it on the bright side. You are the chosen one and I may be the heir of Gryffindor...How many people get to say that?'' Dior chuckled. Harry and Dior talked for a while not looking at the time. The sun started to rise. They noticed that and realised that they have been up all night talking. As they started getting up the saw something in the fire. Another letter. Harry took the letter using magic so he doesn't burn himself. They opened the letter and this one said:

You don't have much time Louise,
It is now or never.
Potter be brave.

It was clear the letter said Louise and Potter. Now they knew that the previous letter was for them too. But what did he or she mean by now or never. Dior was freaking out. ,,We have to go to Dumbledore's office immediately. '' Harry said. They ran with their pyjamas on to Dumbledore's office. They got inside and showed Dumbledore the letter. It was now obvious that Dior was the heir of Gryffindor. Dumbledore told them to go to brekafast. They dressed up and got there. They ate the breakfast telling the other kids what happened. After that the students had to pack so they go home for Christmas.

Draco and Dior went in the library together to just talk. To talk and cuddle. It was a long time since they felt close. They both knew that the ball was only yesterday but the ball was full of events they didn't get the chance to spend some time alone. Dior told Draco that now it is for sure that she is the heir of Gryffindor. He was worried. Being Gryffindor's heir meant everything except of peace and love. Dior knew that too, but she couldn't change anything. She was willing to fight for a better future. She was willing to give everything for a peaceful life.

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