Hermione: When did you figure this out?
You turn to them.
You: Just now. I remember seeing him wear it around his neck. The one he wore was intriguing. Every time I was near it I heard voices, whispers that I couldn't quite make out.
Ron: Well, where is he now?
You: That's what we need to figure out.
Mundungus: Cedric? Cedric Diggory? The boy who won the Tri-Wizard cup?! If I would have known I-
Harry: Oh shut up!
Mundungus sits back in his seat and stares at Kreacher who still has his knife aimed at him.
Ron: How can we find him?
Hermione bites her bottom lip and sighs. You look out at the window to see that the sun is slowly beginning to rise.
Hermione: I might have an idea. It would be a stretch but, I think I have an idea.
You: Well, what is it?
Hermione looks at you, a little nervous.
Hermione: You could call him? Harry used to complain to us all the time that you would talk to him on the phone for hours at night. Couldn't you call him?
Harry shakes his head.
Harry: It's too dangerous, they could track the call.
Hermione: We could use a pay phone. As long as Ana knows his number.
Everyone turns to you, even Mundungus. You think for a minute before rolling your eyes.
You: I have his number memorized.
Ron: Perfect, lets go!
Harry: Wait. What do we do with him?
You all turn towards Mundungus who is making faces at Kreacher. You shrug.
You: Erase his memory, duh.
Mundungus looks up at you, wide eyed and afraid.
Mundungus: No, please not the memory. I won't say anything, I promise.
Ron: Please, you will go and blabber as soon as you leave this place.
Hermione pulls out her wand and points it in between the thieves eyes. They cross as they stare at the tip of her wand in front of him, nearly inches from touching.
Hermione: Obliviate.
Suddenly he becomes dreary as his memories flow out of his head and into Hermione's wand. Once its all erased, Hermione backs away and grabs her bag. Everyone begins to leave as you look down at Kreacher, remembering one thing. You pull out the fake locket from your pocket and kneel in front of Kreacher. His eyes widen as you take his hand and gently place the locket into his palm.
You: As promised.
Kreacher looks into your eyes and shows, an attempt, of a smile.
Kreacher: Kreacher thanks you, very much.
You smile and nod to Mundungus who is passed out in the chair.
You: Just get rid of him.
Kreacher nods and motions for Dobby to help. Dobby smiles at you and waves as you quickly follow the others out the door.
*****
You're all standing behind a wall, waiting for the coast to be clear to use the pay phone. You swallow as the man inside opens the door and leaves the booth.
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