Isabelle's Final year! She's engaged to Draco, secretly. Expect for her Dad. He already knows.
But what happens if Draco and Belle couldn't hold it much longer, they want each other. (You know)
Since Belle couldn't be there for Harry, she sends Gra...
Gracey's POV We waited for Kreacher to come back. It's like....I don't know. Days?
Man! I'm bored as hell!
Hermione's teaching Ron how to play the piano and Harry was just staring at the Golden Snitch. I somehow miss playing Quidditch.
And I wonder how's Belle?
I was about to pull out the mirror until....
Gracey! We found the clan and everything is fine, just so you know. It was Belle. She finally contacted me.
Thank goodness! I said, in my mind.
Belle giggled.
Don't worry, everything's fine.
That's when our contact was out.
Hermione sat in front of Harry and looked at him.
"They have flesh memories. When Scrimgeour first gave it to you, I thought it might open at your touch. That Dumbledore had hidden something inside it." said Hermione.
Harry was about to say something...until we heard something from the kitchen. We all ran to the kitchen and saw Mundungus.
He was trying to struggle out of their grip.
"Harry Potter, so long it's been." he said. "Dobby?" Harry said, smiling. "Get off me." I heard Mundungus said.
They all fall on the floor. The pots and pans fell on Mundungus head.
"As requested, Kreacher has returned with the thief...Mundungus Feltcher." said Kreacher.
Mundungus pulled out his wand and I noticed it.
"Expelliarmus!" I disarmed him and caught his wand.
"What are playing at? Setting a pair of bleeding house-elves after me." said Mundungus.
Dobby jumped on the table and said, "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, Mistress Gracey's name." said Dobby.
Mistress? I thought.
"I just---" Dobby cut Kreacher off.
"And then Dobby saw Kreacher...talking with the theif, Mundungus--" Dobby was cut off.
"I'm not thief." said Mundungus.
"You foul little--git. I'm a purveyor of rare and wondrous objects."
"You're a thief, Dung. Everone knows it." said Ron, coming into the kitchen.
"Master Weasley, so good to see you again." said Dobby, shaking Ron's hand.
"Wicked trainers." Ron mumbled.
Then Dobby turned to me.
"You must be Mistress Gracey." "Yes, but cut off the Mistress part." I said, smiling at Dobby.
"Oh, she's prefect for Harry Potter." said Dobby, that made me blush.
I heard newspapaers fell. That cause me to glare at Mundungus.
"Listen, I panicked that night, all right?" said Mundungus.
We all came closer to him, making him sit down on the chair.
"Could I help it if Mad-Eye fell off his broom?" he said. Now I'm super mad.
"You were a coward that night. Mad-Eye Moody was right beside you and what did you do....you did nothing." I sneered.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and it was Harry.
I calmed down a little bit.
"Tell the truth." said Hermione. "When you turn this place over--Don't deny it." said Harry.
"You found a locket, am I right?" I asked.
"Why? Was it valuable?" he asked.
I glared at him.
"You still got it?" asked Hermione. "No, he's worried he didn't get enough money for it." said Ron.
"I totally agree." I said while I still have the glare on my face.
"Bleeding give it away, didn't I? There I was, flogging wares in Diagon Alley....when some Ministry had comes up and asks to see me license. Says she's a mind to lock me up. And would've done it too, if she hadn't taken a fancy to that locket." explained Mundungus.
"Who was she? The witch. Do you know?" asked Harry.
"No, I--" Mundungus suddenly looked down and stood up.
"Well, she's there. Look." He put the newspaper on the table.
"Bleeding bow and all."
We all looked at it. Hermione looked at me, and I know what she's thinking.
"You got to be joking. Umbridge has it." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next Morning - Gracey's POV "All right, if we go in there. Just act like nothing happened." said Hermione.
She handed Harry and Ron the potion.
"Why Gracey doesn't get one?" Ron asked.
"Remember, Ron. I'm a ninja." I said.
"Lucky you." he said.
I giggled.
"All right, Gracey. Do your transformation." said Hermione.
I nodded and did the hand sign. "TRANSFORM!!!"
I suddenly transform into this:
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"You look like Mary Rodgers in the Department of Mysteries." said Hermione. (Totally made that one up!)
"Who?" I asked.
"I heard she's new." Hermione added.
I looked in the mirror and saw.....
"Is my ass really that tight?"
Harry sort of blushed at that.
"Remember, Gracey. This isn't your body." Hermoine reminded me.
I sighed. "All right, let's go."
Harry, Ron and Hermione changed and we went to the ministry of magic. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
