Chapter 11
"Katie?" Oliver called out. A pair of feet could be heard throughout his flat. Katie appeared in the bathroom doorway.
"Yes?" She asked. Oliver dipped his razor in the sink, washing off the excess hair.
"Did you see what happened on the news?" He asked, putting the razor back against his chin. Katie shook her head and shifted her weight onto her right leg while leaning against the door frame.
"No. What happened?" She asked.
"Well... The London police have discovered a body in the river. And you know who it was in the river?" Oliver asked, now wiping off his face and rinsing off his razor.
"Who?" Katie asked, a worried look on her face.
"Narcissa Malfoy." Oliver said, a serious look on his face. Katie gave an audible gasp and walked fully into the bathroom to stand in front of Oliver.
"What? How the bloody hell did that happen? Who in the wizarding world would kill her?" Katie questioned, now looking deep in thought. Oliver shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"Since it was the muggle police who found her, they have her body. So I knew not to ask you if they brought her body to St. Mungo's." Oliver stated. Katie nodded her head.
"I know she was married to an awful, foul wizard, and bore the same sort of son, maybe even worse, but she was actually a nice woman." Katie said. "Well... She was nice to me at least." Oliver looked at her puzzled.
"You've engaged in conversation with Mrs. Malfoy before?" He asked. Katie nodded her head.
"Yes. Me and Ginny both have actually. Narcissa's father was in very bad health and had been in bed rest for six years at St. Mungo's. She came to visit him twice a week, but she always came alone." Katie started. Oliver nodded his head for her to go on. "Me and Ginny were his nurses. He didn't talk much, he just had a dreamy, out of world look on his face like he wasn't there. His body was, but his mind wasn't. Me and Ginny never heard him talk, but he and Narcissa would talk softly and quietly when me and Ginny left the room. That was the only time we heard him talk. But we couldn't make out what they were saying because they talked to quietly. And they actually talked in another language." Katie looked thoughtful for a moment. "Yeah they defiantly talked in another language." Oliver shook his head like he misunderstood her.
"Another language?" He asked and Katie sighed.
"Yeah like Latin or something. But I don't speak any other language but English but yeah.. It sounded like Latin or something along those lines." Oliver was puzzled there was no doubt in that. He didn't really know why he told Katie what he saw on the news. He was just trying to make conversation. But it was odd that Narcissa Malfoy was found dead, in a river non the less. It was very odd indeed. And now he came to find out that Katie actually talked to Narcissa twice a week when she visited her sick father in St. Mungo's, and they spoke quietly to each other in another language. All these thoughts reeled around in his mind. He felt Katie cup his cheek, her eyes showing worry.
"Are you alright?" She asked. Oliver gave her a small, reassuring smile and nodded.
"Never better." He lied, not wanting her to know he was very interested in the mystery of a sudden witches death.
"Come on, I'll make us some hot chocolate." Katie said, taking his hand in hers. He looked hopefully at her.
"With marshmallows and whip cream?" He asked. Katie giggled at his question. He was just like a little kid trapped in a grown mans body. She loved that about him. He could act like a little kid and have a great time, and he could also be a man and be serious, loving, and caring. She kissed him softly on the lips and smiled.
"Yes with marshmallows and whip cream." Oliver smiled mischievously and chuckled down at his lover.
"Or, we could just forget the hot chocolate and marshmallows, and I could just put whip cream on your beautiful body and lick it off." He said and wriggled his eyebrows suggestively at her. Katie giggled and ran to the kitchen, opening the refrigerator, grabbing the whip cream and running back to the waiting Oliver by the bedroom door.
"I love that idea so much better." Katie said huskily and dragged Oliver inside for some play time.
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"Ginny are you home?" A female voice rang out through the flat. Ginny scrambled from her bed and ran into the living room to see Hermione pulling off her coat.
"Oh it's you." Ginny said disappointedly. Hermione snorted.
"Well it's nice to see you too old pal." Ginny smirked and gave Hermione a hug.
"Sorry. I was expecting..." But Hermione caught her off.
"Harry. Yes, well I expected you would be. But he's at your Mum and Dad's with Ron." Hermione stated, taking a seat on the couch. Ginny looked at her quizzically and sat down next to her.
"Why is he over there?" Ginny asked, tucking her legs underneath her.
"You didn't hear?" Hermione said, turning to look at Ginny in disbelief. Ginny shook her head.
"Hear about what?" She asked. Hermione huffed and sighed.
"Honestly do you ever watch anything else but those bloody muggle movies? Narcissa Malfoy was found dead in a river Gin. How could you have not seen, or heard about it?" Hermione asked in disbelief at how little Ginny paid attention to the news. Ginny's eyes went wide.
"She's dead? And the muggle police found her?" Hermione nodded. "Well that figures since they didn't bring the body into St. Mungo's." Ginny muttered to herself. Hermione nodded.
"Yeah. The Ministry is going crazy over the whole ordeal." Hermione said matter of factly. Ginny shook her head, still trying to digest the news of one of the wizarding worlds most known witch. For a brief moment she thought about Draco and his father. If they were upset from their lose, or if they didn't even care at all. Ginny then remembered how Draco and his mother seemed close. They probably were since Lucius was so mean and demanding.
"Ginny?" Hermione asked, patting Ginny's hand, trying to bring her out of her day dream state. Ginny came back down to earth and looked at Hermione.
"I wonder how Draco is?" Ginny blurted out before she even knew what she was talking about. Hermione sputtered.
"Excuse me? Why for Merlins sake are you asking such question?" Ginny shook her head, not really knowing why she had asked. Draco Malfoy was so foul and retched to her, her family and her friends, she herself didn't even really know why she cared all of a sudden.
"I, I don't know. I mean... Oh come on Hermione it is sad! Even you can't deny that!" Ginny seemed to corner Hermione with that statement because Hermione flinched.
"Yeah, yeah alright it is sad! But think Gin! What if someone we loved dearly and was very close to passed away, would you think Draco would care? No! That's just the way he is! He is a cold hearted bastard and everyone knows it!" Hermione said, a little anger flaring in her tone. Ginny nodded in agreement, but then a knowing look came across her face as she stared at Hermione.
"But we're not cold hearted Hermione." And with that Hermione's features softened and she nodded slowly, feeling a little bad for Draco.
"But you never answered my first question." Ginny said, and Hermione scrunched up her nose in confusion.
"What question?" She asked.
"Why Harry is over at my Mum and Dads?" Hermione's lips made an 'O' shape.
"Oh yeah that. Well since him and Ron are Auror's The Ministry wants them to go under cover and go about Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley and see if they hear any information that might help The Ministry in their investigation." Hermione said. Ginny thought about Harry and Ron and how deep down inside them they didn't want to help The Ministry solve the case of why Narcissa Malfoy was found dead in a river. They loathed Malfoy just a little more than Ginny and Hermione did. Well, maybe not so much as Hermione.
"Harry and Ron aren't to happy about helping though." Hermione said as if she read Ginny's thoughts. Ginny sighed and nodded.
"I figured that. Oh well, it's their job and they haven't had any good cases lately or working that much anyways so this will be good for them." Ginny said. Hermione nodded.
"Yeah that's true. All they seem to do is train and no action. Not that im complaining about the training though." Hermione said with a glint in her eyes. Ginny stared wide eyed at her friends bold statement. That statement was bold coming from bookworm Hermione. They two women suddenly burst out into a fit of laughter. Inside, Ginny was totally agreeing with Hermione, one-hundred percent.
A/N: Well I thought the story was going a little uh... How do I put this... Uh NO WHERE, so I decided to add a little twist in the story, and try to make things a mystery of some sorts I guess you could say. I hope this intrigues you my wonderful readers, and sorry I haven't updated this story in the past two months. I have been getting some reviews saying they really like the story and wish that I would update!! Well now I did!! Now that "I'm Nothing Without You" is over with, I can focus on this story now and my new "The Phantom of the Opera" fic!! So check that out too if you like the movie and fanfics!! Alrighty enough of my rambling!! Please review and look for the next chapter tomorrow or maybe even later on this evening!! But that's a maybe so don't get your hopes up if I don't post chapter 12 tonight!! Happy reading!!
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