"to the Dark Lord. i know i will be dead long before you read this...i have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it..." Harry read from the note
"R.A.B was Sirius' brother?" i ask
we all sit at a round kitchen table with old Daily Prophets surrounding us.
"yes. question is, did he actually destroy the real Horcrux." Hermione says
Harry nods. suddenly Harry is out of his seat and walking over to the cabinetry
"stop! i order you!" Harry yells
seconds later, Harry reappears dragging Kreacher the houself by the ear.
"Kreacher..." Ron says
"been spying on us, have you?" Harry asks
"Kreacher has been...watching. Kreacher always watches." Kreacher mumbles
"maybe he knows." i say
Harry glances at me, realizes what i mean, takes the locket and dangles it before Kreacher's massive eyes like a hypnotist. Kreacher watches it sway back and forth
"ever seen this before?" Harry asks
Kreacher grumbles incoherently
"Kreacher, i own this place. Sirius left it to me. which means i own you too." Harry practically yells
"that was Master Regulus' locket" Kreacher gives in
"that's right. but there were two weren't there." Harry says
Kreacher's eyes widen in surprise, then nods.
"where's the other one?" Harry asks
"Kreacher doesn't know where the other locket is." Kreacher answers
"but was it here? did you ever see it?" Hermione asks
Kreacher spins, his face ugly and vicious "filthy Mudblood--the Death Eaters will soon be coming for you!"
Ron snatches Kreacher by the neck, shaking him
"blood traitor, Weasley!" Kreacher yells
"Ron! RON!" i yell
reluctantly, Ron releases Kreacher
"answer her." Harry orders
"yes. it was here, in this house. a most evil object..." Kreacher answers
"how do you mean?" Harry asks
"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..." Kreacher says
"where is it now? did someone take it, Kreacher?" Harry asks urgently
"he came in the night." Kreacher nods "he took many things, including the locket."
"who, Kreacher? who was it?" Harry asks
"Mundungus. Mundungus Fletcher." Kreacher answers
we glance at each other, then Harry turns back to Kreacher. "find him."
CRACK!--Kreacher vanishes.
i sit next to Ron, who's fiddling with the radio, while i read one of the old Daily Prophets. Harry lies on his side, studying the Snitch in his palm, while deep in conversation with Hermione.
"you know" Ron says turning to me "Harry the number one most Undesirable Person right now."
"really?" i ask raising an eyebrow "well, i guess that's expected since the Death Eaters took over the Ministry." i say flipping a page
"try and guess who's number two, three, and four." Ron says
"hmmm" i say tapping my chin, acting like I'm deep in thought "I'm gonna take a wild guess and say...two" i point to myself "three" i point to Hermione "and last but not least..four" i say pointing to him
he nods chuckling as i giggle
suddenly, CRACK!--a sound echoes down the hall
we race into the kitchen. crazy shadows spill from a far door and pots crash. suddenly, a tiny figure, wet and ragged, stumbles into view, bangs into the opposite wall and scrambles up. as he starts back for the kitchen, he stops. sees us. smilies. Dobby.
"Harry Potter! so long its been--" Dobby says
just then, a hand--Kreacher's--reaches out, grabs Dobby by the neck and pulls him away.
Kreacher, Dobby, and Mundungus Fletcher stumble from one side of the kitchen to the other. as they fly apart, Mundungus rolls to his feet, dripping wet, wand flashing.
"Expelliarmus!" i yell thinking vastly. Mundungus' wand soars into the air and into my hand
"as requested, Kreacher has returned with thief Mundungus Fletcher." Kreacher announces
"what are you playing at--setting a pair of 'ouse-elves on me!" Mundungus yells
"Dobby was only trying to help! Dobby saw Kreacher in Diagon Alley, which Dobby thought was curious. 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, ver-" Dobby begins
"I'm no thief, you foul little git! I'm a purveyer of rare and wondrous objects-" Mundungus begins
"you're a thief! everyone knows it! and don't talk to Dobby that way!" i yell
"thank you, Miss Vanessa" Dobby squeaks
i send a smile his way
"listen, i panicked that night, all right? i never volunteered to die for you, mate. can i help it if Mad Eye fell off his broom-" Mundungus says
"Stop lying!" Hermione yells
"piece of advice. lets not rehash old times. got it, mate?" Ron asks
"when you turned this place over--dont deny it!--you found a locket, am i right?" Harry presses
"why? was it valuable?" Mundungus asks
"you've still got it." Hermione mumbles
"no. he's worried he should've got more money for it." i say
"wouldn't be difficult, would it? bleedin' gave it away, didn' i? there i was, pitching me wares in Diagon Alley when some ministry hag comes up and asks to see my license. says she's out of her mind to lock me up and would've too, if she hadn't taken fancy to that locket." Mundungus explains
"who is she?" i ask
"well, she's right there, isn't she? bleedin' bow an' all." Mundungus points to a yellowed Daily Prophet on top of a nearby stack, where a squat woman with the face of a toad blinks from the front page:
Dolores Umbridge
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True Love Conquers All (sequel to Loving You)
Fanfictionsequel to Loving You the last installment of the Draco Malfoy Love Story Series the one thing that i will always remember about my father is the story he would tell me every night before bed of a forbidden love between two people. a man and a woman...
