A/N: I wrote this chapter but I don't own Harry Potter.

So, read on.


One again, Remus bustled off

Once again, Remus bustled off. He pushed through the crowd to the Leaky Cauldron. Without giving anyone a chance to talk to him, he made his way over to the fireplace and paid the fee of two knuts into the mouth of a little gargoyle next to it, so he could travel by the floo network. Immediately, a handful of floo powder dropped out of a container, and he took it and stepped into the fire place. "Number 13 Grimmauld Place," said Remus quietly so that no one else would hear. The familiar sensation of the ticklish flames engulfed him while he spun. After a few seconds, he came to a stop and stepped out of the grate into a different room.

"Good morning Remus," said Molly Weasley who had come out to see who had arrived. "The meeting just started Albus said that he needed to tell us something important."

"Ok. Well let's not keep them waiting any longer," he replied. Together they walked into the dining room where everyone was sitting. A tall, old man with a shining silver beard (A/N if you're not sure who this is, then read a Harry Potter book – any Harry Potter book) looked up as they entered. "Hello Remus, do you have the package?" he asked.

"Yes, here it is," he answered as he pulled the little package out of his cloak. "May I ask, what is it?"

"That was exactly what I was about to tell everyone," replied Albus Dumbledore. He took the package and carefully unwrapped it.

"This, is the Necklace Of Rowpe," said Dumbledore. A gasp ran throughout the room. They all knew that it was one of the most magical and powerful objects in the world.


A pair of what seemed to be long ears creped out of the room. George wrapped up his extendable ear. "What do you suppose that was about?" he asked.

"I don't know but it seemed to be really important," replied Ron.

"Ron, no need to state the obvious," said Hermione in an impatient voice. It probably had something to do with the fact that she was sure that she read the name "Rowpe" somewhere – she just wasn't sure where. "Do you think I could get into the library?" she asked. There was a small library in the house and it was the only library in the world which Hermione seemed to stay away from - they didn't know what was in there (they had heard low growling noises coming from inside).

"Maybe we should wait until we get to school to use the library. It'll be much safer," replied Ginny anxiously.

"Actually, I think we should go in there," said Fred. "George and I want to find out what's in there to see if we could use it. Besides, we're allowed to use magic now that we're sevent-." It was at that moment when the doors of the dining room opened and people started to pour out.

Harry motioned for everyone to go to their bedroom to continue the conversation.

Ginny closed the door and perched on the end of Ron's bed. "So, who's in favor of going into the library?" asked Hermione. Everyone put their hands up. They were all eager to find out what the Necklace Of Rowpe was. "Well. Looks like were going in," she sighed. "Well, only Fred and George should take their wands because we don't to accidentally use magic seeing as the Ministry is already trying to catch us out," Hermione added.

"Sure, but when should we go?" asked Harry.

"Sirius said that we weren't going to get any visitors tomorrow because they were all going to be busy and Mum said that she wanted to go buy all our supplies tomorrow. So tomorrow would probably be good," informed Ron.

"Ok. But we need a story just incase we get caught," said Fred with a smile on his face.

"And that is exactly what were good at," continued George. "So how about: we needed some books to do our potions essay? We've still got Snape's homework to do and so do Harry and Ron."

"Sounds good," answered Harry.

Fred continued," We should split up. Harry to the right, Ron to the left and Hermione in the middle. I'll go to the left and George will go to the right so we're fairly evenly split up."

"But what about me?" Ginny whined.

"You, my dear sister, will be our watch out," Fred replied.

"And how do you suppose I do that?" she asked.

"Umm…" Fred thought for a moment.

George cut in," If someone's getting suspicious, throw a dungbomb at the door – it'll keep people away and give us a warning."

"Ok. So we're going in there tomorrow?" Ginny said heavily.

"Yep."