A Harry Potter Fanfiction~Falling For The Boy Who Lived.

Chapter Twenty-Nine~The End Of Dobby And Finding Another Horcrux.

We thought we had missed the knife until we saw Dobby stumbling towards us, blood was pouring out of his side where the knife had struck. He collapsed into Harry's arms. He shortly became lifeless. We dug him a grave with no magic. His grave stone "Here lies Dobby, a free elf." The location was beautiful, right by the sea. We had arrived at Shell Cottage, the house of Bill and Fleur. It stood alone on a cliff overlooking the sea, its walls embedded with shells and whitewashed. It was very pretty. Bill and Fleur helped us settle in, they had the order and the DA's radio show Potterwatch playing in the background. I watched Harry from the window as he sat beside Dobby's grave for a few hours, watching the tide come in and out. He had lost so much in so little time, it was extremely unfair. Hours after we arrived, in the evening, I received another letter from Neville once again from a different owl. "Dear Savannah, I hope your task is going well. Hogwarts is still depressing. I have new bruises to date, but they're a reward for what I'm standing for. I really miss you. You should see what they're writing about you in the prophet. It makes me so angry. They have made a mockery of mum and dad. Read it if you feel strong enough. Anyway, I hope everything and everyone is okay. Lots of love, Neville x" I hugged the letter close to my chest. I wanted to see him so much. I wrote a lengthy reply as I was settled and safe and asked for the prophet. Bill hesitated at first but he passed me it.

I was on the front page. The headline wrote "Girlfriend of Potter, daughter of the weak, sister of an idiot. Why admire Savannah Longbottom?" The photo was or Neville and I leaving St Mungo's ages ago, goodness knows who took that, I didn't care about that now. I opened it up and my heart sank as the picture of my parents laughing but with a cross through it reading "Crazy." The article itself read: "Savannah Longbottom, sixteen, is highly admired in the traitor, mudblood and half-blood community. But why? She may be the lover of Potter and on the run with him, but her actions are unnatural. She is on friendly terms with many mudbloods, Hermione Granger being a key example, her twin brother is the cowardly idiot Neville Longbottom and her parents were cowards and weak. Frank and Alice Longbottom were former aurors and members of the so-called Order. They were amusingly tortured by the Lestranges and others when Savannah was one years old, proving their weakness and cowardice. They cannot even remeymber who their own children are! How hilarious and pathetic! Traitors! So why admire her when she has a disgraceful blood line and taste in a acquaintances? That girl should be tortured into madness, like mummy and daddy." I felt physically sick. I felt myself going weak at the knees before Harry held me up. "Burn it..." I whispered. Bill took the paper from my hands and chucked it into the roaring fire. "Don't let pathetic words bring you down, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Bill reassured me. I nodded. 

The next day, Harry discovered of Ollivander's knowledge of the Elder wand, Voldemort now had it. We then asked Griphook about the sword in Bellatrix's vault. We knew a horcrux must've been in there too. We made a deal with Griphook to get us there and next thing we knew, Hermione and I transformed into Bellatrix and Narcissa Malfoy (Draco's mum, Bellatrix's sister) and Ron had grown facial hair and we added scars and a new nose to his face, Harry and Griphook were under the invisibility cloak. We performed that imperius curse on another goblin and we travelled to Bellatrix's vault. We were washed off our enchantments after going through the thief's downfall. It caused the cart to fall off track too. We performed the imperius curse on the goblin again before proceeding to the vault. On the way, we had to take a huge, wounded dragon. Harry sensed the horcrux straight away and pointed to the Hufflepuff cup at the top of a high shelf. We started to make our way across. Every object we knocked burned us and duplicated itself, making things ten times harder..Harry grabbed the cup with the sword, but Griphook took the sword before we could destroy us and abandoned us, leaving us to almost drown in the ornaments. We eventually escaped despite of being covered in burns. We ran to where the dragon was where we were surrounded by guards. We followed Hermione's orders and boarded the dragon before discarding the chains, allowing the dragon to fly and to smash out of the bank's ceiling. It soared happily through the air, we jumped off it and set up camp. Harry had a vision of Voldemort showing that Voldemort knew of us destroying the horcruxes and one was definitely at Hogwarts. We made a plan to go to Hogsmeade to go to Hogwarts through Honeydukes the next day.