adored by him | *under editing*

seventh year × 89

Mundungus Fletcher was well known for his dodgy backstreet deals of stolen merchandise and controlled substances. He was supposed to part of the seven Potters plan instead of Nadia, since she to was valuable, but he dropped out and hid from the aurors as he was too scared to participate.

"Find him." Was all Harry said before Kreacher glanced warily at the quartet and vanished.

During the time Kreacher was gone, Puis Thicknesse was appointed Minister of Magic, Severus Snape was appointed Headmaster of Hogwarts, which had turned into a depressing place; most students never even returned out of fear.

Harry became known at the 'Undesirable No. 1.' His posters littered the alleyways and walls of every street known to wizard. The Death Eaters even had muggles looking out for him. It was chaos.

Ron sat fiddling with the radio that whistled eerily into the silence of the house. Hermione lay on the old couch, trying to get some much-needed rest whilst Harry and Nadia sat by each other.

Harry studied the Snitch that was perched on his palm, its elegant golden wings spread.

"They have flesh memories." Nadia stated, moving closer to Harry and eyeing the Snitch. Harry creased his eyebrows so Nadia explained. "Snitches. They're never touched by bare skin until the Seeker captures it. Even the wizard who fabricated it wears gloves. That way, if there's a dispute, the Snitch can easily identify who touched it first."

Harry looked back to the Snitch in shock. "You mean...it remembers me?"

Nadia nodded. "When Scrimgeour first gave it to you, I thought it would open at your touch -- that maybe Dumbledore had hidden something inside of it."

Harry pondered this, watching the way the golden wings flapped slowly. When, all of a sudden, a loud crack echoed down the hallway.

Nadia, Harry, Ron and Hermione all raced into the kitchen. Crazy shadows spilled from the door and pots clanged and crashed.

Then, a small figure tumbled into the kitchen, three house-elves clung to their robes.

Upon seeing Harry, the figure stopped and the house-elves jumped off onto the table.

"Harry Potter. So long it's been!" Dobby greeted with a wide smile.

"Dippey?!" Nadia exclaimed gleefully, bringing her house-elf in for a tight hug. "I thought I'd never see you again."

"Dippey will always come back for Miss Nadia." Dippey smiled with glossy eyes.

Suddenly, the figure whipped out his wand and aimed for the quartet. Hermione thought quick and disarmed him effortlessly. "Expelliarmus!"

The small man was flung back into an armchair, Kreacher wielding a knife at his throat. "As requested, Kreacher has returned with the thief Mundungus Fletcher!" He announced proudly.

"Dobby has also returned with the thief Mundungus Fletcher!"

"And Dippey too!" The pair of house-elves added, puffing out their skinny chests.

"What are you playing at?" Mundugus hissed, backing away from the pocket-knife at his throat. "Sending a load of bleedin' house-elves on me?"

"Dobby was only trying to help. Dobby saw Kreacher in Diagon Alley, which Dobby thought was curious. Dobby became even more curious when he saw Dippey there too. And then, Dobby heard Kreacher mention Harry Potter's name which he thought was very curious. And then, Dobby saw that Kreacher and Dippey were talking to the thief Mundungus Fletcher, which Dobby thought was very, very--" Dobby rambled, only to be cut off by an unhappy Mundugus.