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Chapter 1-The Death of Theodore Nott



For the second night in a row Harry Potter woke up sweating and screaming. He had been dreaming about her again. He could never forget Hermione Granger. She had been with him in the worse and best of times. Every day he regretted not telling her the truth not confessing his love but what he regretted most of all was letting her die at the hands of Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy also died that day but ironically died at the hands of his own father. Lucius Malfoy had been taken back to Azkaban Prison for the third and last time.

He had gone crazy shortly after killing his only son, all you could hear him for Lucius these days were whispers. He was easily captured by Ministry Aurors they claimed in there investigations that he was singing 'Hush Little Baby' silently to what seemed like an imaginary baby.

Harry then trained to be an Aurors for the Ministry Of Magic. He after all was the one that defeated Voldermort in the final battle. He reopened Hermione's case after reading the Mediwizards autopsy report.

This report startled Harry making him immune to sleeping droughts and to dreamless droughts. Harry had been investigating the case for well over six months but this particular day he received a letter. But instead of having it delivered by an owl it was delivered by a crow.

The letter seemed to be written in blood the stamp was black and it had a rose imprited in it.

Dear Mister H.J. Potter,


I have not much time meet me at Hog's Head around 1A.M. I have very important information on Miss Granger's cause of her death. I won't contact you agian if you don't show.

Be there
Theodore Nott

P.S. Come alone or else.

Harry could only chuckle at this. He was know in the Ministry for being the only Auror that worked alone and Nott was threatening him to come alone or else. He clearly was at an advantage.
Harry apparated from his modest flat to Homestead, at 12:50 A.M. exactly. He walked briskly to Hog's Head. Entering he found Nott waiting impatiently in booth. Nott looked shaken he look thin, pale and his face resemble that of a madman.

"Hello Nott." Harry said grimly.

"Potter, please sit." Whispered Nott looking back an forth.

"What happened, Nott? You look bad."

"Of course I look bad he is going to kill me."

"I already told you Lucius Malfoy is in Azkaban there is no way he is..."

"Potter is not him I'm worried about."

"Well then tell me what you know?" Harry stated in his business mode.

"I know who the father is."

"What do you mean?"

"You very well know. She was pregnant when she died."

"How do you know?"

"That is not important now."

"Then who is it Ron, Neville..."

"I was Malfoy."

"What!"

"Keep it down Potter." He grumbled looking around resembling a schizoid, locking eyes with imaginary people.

"How do you know?

"He told me a day before he died. Why do you think I did everything possible so she wouldn't fight?"

"But he killed her." As Harry said that, Nott took out a gun.

"Nott what are you doing?"

"He won't be able to kill me if I'm already dead." He yelled to snipping around.

"Who?" Harry questioned

"You'll know soon enough" And those were Theodore Nott's last words.
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