You are all standing in the dinning room, Kreacher cowering on the table as you stare at him. You pull out the locket and hold it in front of him.
You: Do you know what this is?
He stares at it, admiring it but not saying a word.
Harry: Kreacher!
He flinches from Harry's sharp tone and hides behind his hands.
Kreacher: That is Master Regulus's locket.
You: But there were two? Weren't there.
You stare at him as he looks up from behind his thin fingers.
Harry: Where's the other one?
Kreacher: It was here, in this very house.
You: Where is it now?
Harry: Did someone take it?
Kreacher: He came, in the night. He took many things, including the locket.
Harry: Who did?!
You turn to him.
You: Harry, be gentle.
Harry glares at you as you turn back to Kreacher, the locket still dangling in the air.
You: Who was it, Kreacher?
He begins to mumble, thinking. He stands up straighter and inches closer to you, afraid to say the name too loud.
Kreacher: Mundungus. Mundungus Fletcher.
You: Can you find him?
Kreacher: Kreacher can, but he wants one thing.
You raise your eyebrows at him.
Kreacher: Master Regulus's locket.
You turn toward the locket, twisting it in the air. You turn back to him and smile.
You: Kreacher can have it when we are done with it and if he finds Mundungus Fletcher.
Kreacher nods and apparates away.
Harry: Why would you give him the locket!? It could be important!
You: This dud? It isn't the real one. It's Regulus's.
Hermione: He might want it to feel more connected to his master Harry.
Harry sighs.
Harry: Fine, but when we're done with it.
You nod as he walks back to the living room.
Ron: What do we do now?
You: We wait.
*****
Hermione and Ron are sitting at the piano playing random tunes as you and Harry play wizards chess on the couch. You smile, seeing a perfect move to remove his King. Just as you mutter the move Harry shakes his head.
Harry: You're too good at this.
You: I play with Ron, I learn my ways.
Harry smiles and sits back against the couch as you pick up the board and set it down on the coffee table.
Harry: Are you okay?
You turn to him as you sit back.
You: Why wouldn't I be?
Harry: Well, I just wanted to ask after what happened at the diner. About what you learned from your uhm...
He turns to Ron and Hermione to see if their listening. You sigh, understanding what he's getting at.
You: Ah...that.
Harry: So are you?
You: I could be better. I just learned so much information in the past 4 hours...
Harry: He's a death eater, he killed Dumbledore and he wanted your locket.
You nod.
You: That sums it up.
Harry: Why did he want the locket?
You: He wanted it for Voldemort.
Harry: So he's actually doing things for him?
You: Being threatened to do them seems more accurate.
Harry: What is he being threatened with?
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Can't Have You | D.M. | 18+
Fanfiction"Who would have thought, that I would have fallen in love with a Potter." "And I, a Malfoy." ***** You, Anastasia May Potter, and your family are rivals with Draco Malfoy and his family so, you easily hate each other. But after a couple drinks and...
