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" I've heard about the fire. Why didn't you call me?" Ron Weasley- Auror and Harry's partner was already sitting in their office when Harry entered it the following morning.
„ And good morning to you" Harry answered calmly closing the door "and answering your question I didn't summoned you because I didn't want to disturb the charming soirée with Lavender" he explained surprised when Ron cringed.
„ So called day off! It's a complete disaster! Lavender spent all day at boutique because there was some problems with the supplier and I ended up in The Burrow " Ron grumbled „ all day I had to listen to Ginny's wailing "
Harry sighed " Look, Ron" he started wanting to explain himself but Ron stopped him waving his hands
" Forget it! I don't want to know anything! You're both adult and I'm already whole-heartedly feed up with that constant melodrama! Marry her or leave her! I don't care!" Ron emphasized his point and then change the topic" You better tell me what happened last night"
" Somebody killed two house elves and burnt the abandoned house. The house belonged to fallen Death Eaters: Keara and Ainsley Gamroths" Harry briefly summarized
„ Gamroths? Where did I hear that name?" Ron wondered.
" In papers and reports. It's all over the news" Harry reminded him " When Gamroths perished in the battle Aurors searched their house. They found bodies of 3 young witches, Gamroths tortured them. Papers called them 'sanguineous pair'" Harry said grimly „ but for me that was a pair of nasty and atrocious bastards"
„ Yeah, now I remember. But as far as I know two survivors were also found in the basements of that house "
„ True. Serena and Rosie, two sisters, but they both immediately ended up in St. Mungo's. I've even asked about them yesterday. Physically they are fine but their minds will be forever trapped in that nightmare. They can't help us. " Harry finished and reached for his quill. He had to write a few reports.
„ Ah! Talking about St Mungo's! Dad told me today at breakfast that Dwain is retiring and they assigned us other healer" Ron spoke with curiosity „ but he refused to tell me his name. Did you met him yesterday? Who's he? Why Dad was so secretive? "
" Goyle" Harry murmured signing the report and putting it aside
„ Goyle?" Ron's jaw felt "as Gregory Goyle? A Slytherin?"
" Pansy Goyle, his wife" Harry clarified laying down his quill and waiting for his partner's reaction.
Ron knew that name. Pansy...Pansy...There couldn't be many girls with such name...
" No WAY Pansy Parkinson?„ Ron yelled
" Pansy Goyle" Harry repeated patiently amused with the sight of pure horror written all over his friend's face
„ And you are saying it so calmly?"
„ Believe me yesterday I's anything but calm" Harry chuckled „ but since the Minister and your father accepted her we have to live with it"
„ That's just bloody great! Mione married ferret, Pansy Parkinson is my healer and on top of it I've just lost another bet with Zabini"
„ What it's this time ?" Harry inquired " a game or something more sophisticated?"
Ron and Blaise were known to made constant bets on everything from Quidditch results to the young Malfoy birth date .
„ How much time it'll take Mione to convince you to change your mind about the party" Ronald admitted genuinely „ I put on 20 minutes, Blaise said 10, and and you gave up after 3!"
Harry was left speechless for about 30 seconds.
„ Will the two of you ever grown up?" he finally asked getting his voice back
„ According to my mum, no" Ron cheerfully reached for documents he was supposed to fill. Admittedly he lost the bet but seeing Harry's face was worth it. Whistling a happy tune he bowed his head .
She didn't look like the daughter of murderers when she's running laughing along lanes of the park.
But he knew, he knew that pure evil was flowing in veins of that child. Evil which came from her mother and father. It's in her blood.
He had to root out that darkness , wash it away with blood, only then their world would be safe. That was his mission.
Those fools at Ministry did nothing to stop it, but he would. The murderer watched the little girl and her mother.
No one payed attention to him. No one knew his secret.
He waited. He was patient. He observed and planned
The girl smiled at him and waved. He returned the gesture. She looked so innocent...
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