Conqueror (Twilight/Harry Potter Crossover) - Book 8

Chapter 3

Lexi's POV

I had another restless sleep, as usual, but was comforted by the fact that Harry would love and protect this child that we were going to have. It warmed my heart at night because he fell asleep with his hand resting on my still-flat stomach. I placed my hand on top of his and attempted to go to sleep.

Fleur warned me that I had to be careful with everything and I promised her I would, knowing that I already love this child.

Hermione has been speaking more and brought up the idea that maybe Bellatrix had something important in her vault.

"When she...questioned Lexi and I, she seemed worried that we took something from her vault. I'm starting the think that a Horcrux is hidden in Bellatrix's vault," Hermione spoke about her idea.

"I think you're right. But how would we get into the vault in the first place in order to search her vault?" I asked. My eyes brightened at the idea of being another step closer to defeating Voldemort.

"Well, while Bellatrix was..." Hermione's voice faltered, but Ron rubbed her back reassuringly, "Well, one of her hairs came loose and fell on my shoulder. I came up with the idea that we'd use Polyjuice. I already have the potion ready but only one of us will take it, either Lexi or me."

Hermione looked at me to see if I wanted to drink the Polyjuice. I shook my head, giving her an apologetic look.

"That's fine. Harry can take Griphook with him under the invisibility cloak. Lexi and Ron, you two will have to tweak your looks so you look like you could pass as Death Eaters,"

"How will we do that?" Ron asked.

"Ron, I can give you a beard and mustache to use. Lexi, I'll add some scars to your face and tease your hair a little,"

Hermione pulled out her wand and magically applied a beard and mustache to Ron's face. She then messed up Ron's hair a little and rummaged through her bag to find some black clothes that Ron could wear.

She then moved to me, pulling her wand out again to magically give me scars. She drew a line down the side of my face, over my eyebrow and down to the corner of my mouth. As the magic took place, I could feel my skin tugging and pulling as it formed artificial scars. It reminded me of Emily in some ways.

She gave my hair a bit of a tease, then half tied it up. She put black eyeliner on around my eyes, layering it thickly. She gave me some black clothes as well and I went into the bathroom to get changed.

Once I walked out of the bathroom, I screamed in terror as Bellatrix stood in front of me. Not realising it was Hermione at first, Harry ran towards me, saw Hermione as Bellatrix, and reminded me that it wasn't her.

Hermione knew how terrified I was of this madwoman and hugged me, hesitating incase I didn't want to be near her. She was in black as well, with a bit of leather. She actually looked quite alot like Bellatrix, which scared me.

We apparated to right outside Gringotts and walked inside, getting a few stares and people giving us plenty of space.

Since Hermione wasn't used to walking in heels, she nearly tripped a few times, stumbling before regaining her footing. Ron and I flanked her on either side, while Harry walked behind us with Griphook under the Invisibility Cloak.

We reached the main goblin and Hermione cleared her throat, getting no response.

"I'd like to see my vault," She demanded in a shaky voice. The goblin showed no sign of hearing, but answered without looking up.

"Identification?"

"I don't think that is necessary," Hermione stated in her most Bellatrix-like way. The goblin looked up and his eyes widened slightly

"Ah, M-miss Lestrange. I'll be right back," THe goblin answered, hopping down from the desk and walking away, before returning with another goblin.

"They suspect she's an imposter," Harry whispered to Ron, but knowing I could hear it anyway, he didn't bother repeating it to me.

"What do we do?" Ron whispered back.

Harry didn't answer but I felt something brush against me as I felt him walk past. I focused back on Hermione, who was arguing with the goblins.

"I'm sorry, but it's a bank policy, Miss Lestrange," The goblin answered Hermione.

Suddenly, Harry cast something which made the goblin change his mind.

"Come right this way, Miss Lestrange," 

As we started walking, I turned to see a man with the Security following us, obviously suspecting something.

Ron saw where I was looking and both of us hastily moved faster.

The goblin opened the gate and we walked through, leaving the security guy behind us.

Harry took off his cloak once we were out of view and we all boarded a carriage, Griphook driving this thing.

In any other circumstance, I don't think I'd ever let a goblin drive. I held onto both Harry's hand and the side of the carriage as we took off, racing down a track at extreme speeds.