A Harry Potter Love Story: Gracie Style 2 *Completed*

Chapter 11

I was so excited to write this one, I'll probably have to put it under major editing. I'm worried about its quality. Let me know if it seems sloppy? I for mind honesty, that's what I want. Next chapter will be up soon guys!


Harry's POV* * * * *

We walked up to Xenophilous' house, searching for Luna in the yard. She should still be on holiday. The decorations in the garden made it obvious we were at the right house. So we knocked. "Mr. Lovegood, it's Hermione Granger! I'm a friend of Luna's!"

The door flew open. "Harry Potter?" His eyes went wide, more so than they were before. He had an air of being slightly eccentric. It frightened me a bit, but more than that, it put me on edge. "Come in, come in. I will make tea."

"Bonkers." Ron muttered, following Hermione into the living room. Some sort of weird headdress was in the corner, I couldn't focus on the conversation they were having about it. I couldn't take it anymore.

"We're here about the necklace, the one you were wearing at Bill and Fleur's wedding." I said, leaning forward on my knees.

"This?" He pulled the gold necklace out of his button up shirt, I nodded. It was a triangle, a circle, and a stick. It was the same symbol on the grave and in the book. It means something, something important. "Have you ever heard the tale of the three brothers?" He called, walking into the kitchen. Mr. Lovegood came back with an odd smile, his hands shaking as he carried the tea. Both Ron and Hermione answered yes, but I hadn't.

"I have it hear, Sir. Do you mind if I read it?" Mr. Lovegood shook his head no. Hermione nodded, reading the story aloud. "Three brothers approached a river at twilight-"

"Midnight." Ron interrupted, gaining the attention of the room. "Mum always said midnight." Hermione gave him a glare that was indescribable by words. "Twilight is good, better actually." He covered quickly, trying to get back onto her good side.

Hermione rolled her eyes and kept reading. "The river was swift and a great friend to death. The three brothers were clever, they pulled out their wands and conjured a bridge, enabling them to cross safely over the river. Feeling cheated, death presented himself to the three brothers. He offered them a reward, for being so smart.

The elder brother wanted a wand, to make him stronger than any other wizard. He wanted a wand more powerful than any ever created. So, death fashioned him one from a nearby elderberry tree. The elder wand.

The second brother, deciding to humiliate death even further, wanted the ability to bring loved ones back from the dead. So, death picked a stone from the river and gave it to the second brother. This became the resurrection stone. Finally, death turned to the third brother.

The third brother wanted the ability to be invisible, no matter where he went. So, death handed over his own cloak. The invisibility cloak. He sent the brothers on their way. It would not be the last time he saw the three brothers.

The first brother was boastful, he entered duels and never lost. He was arrogant about his wand. One night, a wizard broke into his room, stealing the wand. He slit the first brother's throat, just as a precaution. Death claimed the eldest brother.

The second brother brought back his dead fiancé. At first, they were happy. Time passed and his fiancé grew unhappy. It wasn't the same as it used to be, she didn't fit in among the living. The second brother decided that if you love something, you must set it free. After letting her go, the second brother committed suicide, death claimed the second brother.

The third brother lived off the radar, never being found by death. Finally, when he reached a great age, he passed the cloak down to his son. When death came, he greeted him like an old friend. They left together, the third brother having lived a happy life and beating death at his own game."

I listened to the story intently, my eyes darting to Lovegood every few minutes. He was jumpy and wild looking, his eyes glued to the window. "So, your necklace? It represents the story?" I claimed his attention, making him nod. "How so?"

"Do you have paper? A quill?"

"Here!" Hermione smiled softly, handing it to him. He drew the triangle first.

"The invisibility cloak." He grunted. Next came the circle, and I began to understand. "The resurrection stone." And lastly, the wand. "The elder wand. All together, they're known as, the Deathly Hallows."

"Sir, do the, the Pervil brothers have anything to do with the Hallows?" Hermione kept her voice soft and timid.

"They're sad to be the original owners of the Hallows. I'll go make more tea." Xenophilous ran into the kitchen as I turned to my friends.

"So, what do you think?"

"I think he's lost it and we need to get out of here." Ron snorted, rolling his eyes. Hermione bit her lip, nodding. We headed for the door, passing him on our way out.

"We've got to go Mr. Lovegood. I hope you have a good holiday, do say hi to Luna for us?" You had to, didn't you Hermione? I grimaced as he slammed down the teapot, running frantically to block the door.

"You can't! They're coming! You can't!" He cried, tears springing into his eyes. I raised an eyebrow, reaching for the wand Ron had given me, having stolen in from a snatcher.

"Who's coming?" Ron snapped, glaring at Lovegood. I can tell you now whose coming, he sold us out. The black figures were in the sky, we all saw them. He turned to us slowly, Xenophilous that is.

"They took her. They took my Luna." A pang of guilt shot through me as I realized why. I remember, he'd been printing support for me. And now they've got Luna. I groaned, gripping the wand tighter. Ron grabbed Hermione, pulling her to the ground as the blast went off. We all scrambled to our feet, the snatchers coming at us. Hermione clung to Ron's hand, and she grabbed mine as we apparated.

"You okay?" I fixed my glasses as I tried to regain my balance.

"No! The bloke's a rat! He sold us out!" Ron yelled, cursing like a sailor. I would have laughed, but then I realized we weren't alone. "Run!"

We did. I cast random spells over my shoulder as I went. I could hear Ron, and I could see Hermione. Ron was caught first. Hermione and I made it to a clearing, but we had snatchers all around us. She looked at me, mouthing the words I'm sorry. A spell hit my face and I was knocked to my feet. I was hauled to my feet, my ears ringing. "You! Ugly, what's your name?"

"Vernon. Vernon Dudley."

"Status?" He snapped, checking a book. Fenrir Greyback had Hermione locked in his grip, and I was worried he'd recognize her. I didn't like the way he was sniffing her.

"Pure blood, a Slytherin."

"It amuses me how many of them think that's what we want to hear. I don't like liars. " The lead snatcher laughed, turning to Hermione.

"No, really, the common room is in the dungeons." I called, Ron nodded furiously. The snatchers all turned to look at us, a look of interest on their face. Finally, he turned to Ron.

"Name? Status?"

"Pure blood. Neville Longbottom." The snatcher consulted the list again before it was Hermione's turn.

"Penelope Clearwater, half blood." She whimpered, edging away from Fenrir. I glared at him furiously as the list was consulted once again. I think Ron wanted to say something, but they'd already locked him in a chokehold. Our wands were stripped away as the snatcher turned to me. He studied my face eyes landing on my scar.

"Change of plans boys. They're going to the manner." With that, we apparated.

Gracie's POV* * * * *

I lay in our newly named 'chamber', bored. Nat was playing go fish with Luna, but I didn't want to play. Wormtail came down the stairs, snickering. "Come on. Up!" He commanded, grabbing my hair.

"Hey! Let her go!" Nat stood up and punched him in the face. It was quite amusing, watching him do nothing but glare at her.

Wanna know what's funnier?

Voldemort told him he isn't aloud!

I snickered, walking up the stone steps, greeted by my best friend, Fenrir. He jammed his wand into the bottom of my back, so I glared at him as we approached the drawing room together. He jammed it into my back roughly right as we reached the door. "Listen here, BUDDY!" I snapped, spinning around to look him in the eye. I shoved him backwards as hard as I could, grunting with the effort. "I don't appreciate you and your little jabbiness you've got going on. Don't. Touch me."

"Get in there!"

"I'll hex you into next week, Dog!" I spat, glaring at him with all my might. "Remember, I took you out in front of all your little werewolf friends. I won't hesitate to do it in front of your death eater friends." I twirled around, throwing the door open. "What do you want now?"

"Don't get an attitude with me!" Bella shrieked, making me till my eyes. Then they landed on the one person who's kept me going all of these years. Harry, was in the room. What happened to his face though, my eyes darted to Hermione, who was staring at me with wide eyes. They all were, but I've got to play it cool.

"I'll do what I want. I'm the 'guest', remember? Not that the way you treat me would suggest it." I snorted, crossing my arms over my chest. My eyes kept flying back to Harry.

I can't believe he's here!

"Come closer, I know you want to. I can see you, checking him out. Is it him? Is it Potter?" I was shoved forward, which scared me. If we get any closer, I won't be able to resist hugging him. I'll hug him and cry and hug him again. Then cry some more. I took tentative steps forward, not that I'm unsure. I would know Harry anywhere.

"Well?" Lucious snapped, grabbing me by the hair of the head.

"Hey! Watch it!" I hissed, elbowing him in the stomach. I smirked to myself as he let go quickly, then placed a hand on my belly absentmindedly. My babies, and Harry are both with me now. "Who's this?" I sent Harry a look with my eyes so he didn't think I was serious.

"What do you mean? It's Potter, isn't it? You're covering for him!" Bellatrix went eccentric, so I rolled my eyes and waited for her to finish her rant, as it was a long one. At one point, I pretend to check an invisible watch and tapped my foot. It was ridiculous how long she went on. "Admit it!"

"Nothing to admit. I'm gonna be honest with you. I miss Harry. I more than miss him, I need him. You all won't have to worry about me much longer if I don't find Harry soon. So if I feel this way, and Harry was I the room, I wouldn't be able to lie no matter how much I wanted to." I shrugged, rubbing my stomach now. This has become a habit, and Nat absolutely coos about it. Even though she used to do the same thing.

"Check her wand!" They pulled out Hermione's wand command and I internally groaned. Please tell me she was smart enough to use a different wand? Or wandless magic! That would be great. No, there it was, the stinging jinx. "Don't we feel loved, Potter? Knowing your own girl friend didn't recognize you?"

"Either you're really stupid." Ron snorted, rolling his eyes.

"Or Gracie is a brilliant actress." Hermione giggled, making me smile. Ah how I've missed them.

"I'm going to go with the 'really stupid.' Hello Love." Harry winked, smiling at me. I crossed the distance between us in three strides, jumping into his arms. He kissed the too of my head, every inch of my face, he clung to me as tight as I was clinging to him. I was crying, I'll let you know that right now.

"We want our cut!" A snatcher hollered, fingering a sword. The sword of Gryffindor? Oh my gosh!

"Where did you get that?" I chorused, speaking at the same time as my deranged cousin. I shared a glare with her as well, but we returned our attention to him. Harry squeezed my hip softly, kissing me again. I rested my head in the crook of his neck, blocking out everything but the words:

'In her bag'.

Oh Mione.

"Take them all to the dungeon, it's time for us to have some girl time."

"Does that mean me too?" I smirked, sliding down Harry's body and crossing over to Mione. She had looked so scared, but she looked relieved now. "After all, I am a girl."

"No. Take her too!" Bellatrix hissed, eyes blazing. I frowned, clinging to Mione. I was still dragged away. Harry took me in his arms again, kissing down my neck.

"Hi Ron." I smiled, lacing my fingers with Harry. "Boy t feels good to be alive again."

"Gracie." Ron laughed, hugging me. Harry tugged on my hand so I was facing him again.

"I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve?" He snickered, I flicked his nose. We were put into the cellar, gaining Nat and Luna's attention.

"Holy crow!"

"OI! Potter! Bout time you showed up!" Nat scolded, jumping up. Ollivander looked at Harry and Ron like they were a gift from God himself, and Griphook was taken upstairs. Luna stayed quiet, waving at Harry and Ron. They waved back, and Harry pulled a piece of glass out of his sock.

"What in the world?" I raised an eyebrow, looking at it. "Hey, Dad has one of these?"

"Apparently so does someone else." Harry smiled softly, looking into it. I looked too, frowning as I saw a blue eyes. I don't understand why it's blue?

"Hey! Do you know about you kids yet?" Nat shouted, poking Harry in the stomach. Is eyes widened as he nodded. He turned to me, am I bit my lip, nervous. What if he doesn't want kids? What if he's angry?

"Three." He stated, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. I don't know how he knew how many, but I was relieved I didn't have to tell him. I continued to bite my lip and nodded. "Three." He smiled, putting a hand on my stomach.

"Three." I giggled, totally relieved. Harry looked at the bump with a smile, then poked it n

"One." He poked the left side. "Two." He poke the right side. "Three." He poked the center, still smiling. Nat snorted, but I hugged Harry. Hermione's screams pierced the air, and my eyes widened. I clutched Harry's hand in fear, wondering what they were doing to Mione.

"We have to help her!" Ron yelled, reaching through the bars I nodded furiously, kicking at them. "What're you doing?"

"The never ignore her when she does that." Nat, Luna, and Ollivander chorused, making me snicker. I shrugged at Harry as he shot me a look.

"Oi! Ratface! Wormtail! Peter! Bad person! Let me out!" I yelled, rattling the bars. I jumped back as Dobby apparated into the cellar. I love this elf. "Dobby!" I squealed, hugging him. "Do me a favor? I need you to take Luna, Ollivander, and Nat to-"

"Shell cottage. Nat, tell Bill what's going on. We'll be there soon." Ron interrupted.

"Then come back." Harry pleaded, I gave Dobby another hug.

"Dobby will be right back!" He chirped, taking each of them by the hand. Well, the other two. Nat just kind of held onto his shoulders. They disappeared as Wormtail came down the stairs.

"Told you they don't ignore me." I winked, laughing. "OI! HURRY UP!"

"Don't get your panties in a twist! I'm coming!" He grumbled, unlocking the cell. I heard a crack, and Wormtail's wand went flying. Without anything but a, 'Thank you Dobby!', I caught it and ran up the stairs.

"Should she do that?" Ron whispered, making me roll my eyes.

"Dunno. Probably not." Harry chuckled, the two of them following me I smiled to myself, hearing his laugh just made me feel like I could rule the world. I barged into the room, taking in everything and casting a spell at once.

"Expelliarmus!" I grabbed Bellatrix's wand, Draco's, and Ron and Mione's. "Accio Gracies and Nat's wand!" I flicked it again, they came soaring out of Fenrir's pocket, making me smirk. I took his wand too. No one in the room but me has a wand. "Well sucks to suck, don't it!" I smirked, passing them to Harry and Ron. I pocketed the rest.

"You won't do anything, if you want her to live." My eyes widened, Bellatrix had Mione by the throat, a dagger pinned to it. I didn't have time to react, there was a creaking above. My eyes darted up, Dobby was on the chandelier, loosening bolts.

It came down, the air whistling behind it. Mione was thrown across the room, so I darted forward to grab her. Dobby appeared in front of us as the chandelier crashed to the floor. "How dare you?" Bella shrieked, glaring at him. "Your masters!"

"Dobby is a free elf." He spat, apparating out Bella screamed no, throwing the knife. I thought we were all safe until we landed at shell cottage. My heart broke at the sight.

"Dobby." I whimpered, stepping towards him. Harry burst into tears as well, the two of us crying very the dead house elf.

Died for a dagger to the early.

I'm swearing revenge upon Bellatrix, right, now.