Through the Darkness | Draco Malfoy

Thirty seven

"That game was amazing!" Ron exclaimed happily. "You should've seen myself! I was terrific–!"

"Excuse me, they call me the goddess of Quidditch so do not compare me to yo–"

"I did not compare myself to you, you lunatic!" he said. "You suck at Quidditch anyway!"

"I do not!"

"You do!"

"Ron, you're obviously jealous that Aries can hit the Bludger upside down with her feet around her broom." said Hermione. "And Aries is jealous of your dodges."

"We should celebrate." said Harry. "I'd say... The Three Broomsticks is the place."

They all agreed.

Now they're on their way to the Three Broomsticks, it was a snowy day as well, and Aries was still wearing her Quidditch clothes because she feel so comfortable with it, despite the cold.

"So, Rigel and Cygnus are staying with Snape again?" asked Hermione.

"He better not make the twins to mistaken him as their father, is he their godfather or something?" asked Ron.

"Actually, I was told who his godfather is by a letter my mother wrote for me." Aries told them in enthusiasm.

"Who?" Harry asked curiously.

"Freddie and Georgie." Aries said with a big smile. "Because twins and twins!"

"What!" Ron yelled. "No! Those guys are a bad influence on your brothers! No! It should've been... It should've been me! Why them?!"

"Because I told them to choose Fred and George, I can imagine how popular my brothers will be when they're in Hogwarts. Gorgeous pranksters, taking after me, of course." Aries said.

"And did you tell them?" asked Hermione.

"No, but I will when I see them again." Aries said. "Well, here we are."

They were standing in front of the Three Broomsticks, for the very first time. They entered, and saw an empty table.

"Over there." said Ron.

Before they went to take their seats, Aries saw a short man, with something very familiar in his arms.

She walked away from her friends and toward that man, he didn't even realize until she finally stopped right in front of him.

"Aries, what are you doing–?"

"Is that... Mundungus?" asked Harry.

"Hey." Aries said, eyeing his things. "Are you selling this stuff?" she asked, watching the short man grabbing an assortment of grubby-looking objects from the ground.

"Oh, well, gotta scrape a living." he said.

Aries casually grabbed something from his pocket and looking at it with narrowed eyes.

"Gimme that!" He snatched the goblet out of her hand and stuffed it back into his pocket, and then he was about to leave, but she didn't let him.

Aries pinned this Mundungus thief against the wall by his throat, and her other hand pointing her wand at him.

"Aries!" yelled Hermione.

"You took that from my father's house." Aries said. "That goblet has the Black family crest on it, do you realize who you just stole from?!" she yelled in anger.

"I– no– what?!" Mundungus spluttered, almost turning purple.

"What did you do, go back the night he and my mother died and strip the place? Or even robbed my own little brothers' stuff?!"