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Chapter 53 - Purpose

People rushed out of the pub as a blast of green light burned through the seat where Harry was sitting. He had managed to duck out of the way and pulled out his wand. Ginny's head turned around as she pointed the wand at the death eater.

"Impedimenta!" she screamed as the spell hit with full force blowing the death eater backwards into the wall. "Get them!" another death eater screamed. Hermione sighed as she pulled out her wand and blew a hole on the side of the pub. "Run! Now!" she yelled to her friends.

Ron ran out first followed by Hermione, but Ginny and Harry were still inside shooting off spells. "Let's go!" Ron shouted to his sister and best friend. "Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted as two wands flew out of two death eater's hands.

Harry climbed out and then Ginny who was still shooting spells at their pursuers. Hermione pulled them all into an alley way and down behind a dumpster. "This thing stinks," Ron commented.

Hermione pressed a slender finger over her lips to tell him to shut up. They heard voices in the street and people shouting in fear. "Where did they go?" one voice asked.

"How am I supposed to know? That one redhead shot me with a bat boogey hex!" another voice said. Hermione looked at Ginny who was smiling at her own dirty work. "They must have gone this way," the first voice said, "come on you idiots."

They stormed down the street leaving the four huddled together. "How did they know to be there?" Ron asked.

"They knew that we wouldn't apparate anywhere in the wizarding world," Hermione answered. Ron cocked his eyebrow, "so they knew to look for us in a pub?"

"No," Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "they were most likely just there to drink instead of looking for Harry. I think they are everywhere to be honest and now things are just going to be horrible."

If they have control over the ministry, Ginny thought. "Hermione," Ginny tilted her head, "Aren't they going to come after people who aren't pure blood?"

"I guess we're safe then, but Harry and Hermione?" Ron stated before Hermione could speak. "No Ronald," Hermione glared at him, "you and Ginny are not safe. You are Weasleys and what are Weasleys known for according to pure bloods?"

"Blood traitors," Harry answered. "All of us are in danger and I'm afraid it's double since you know me."

"Know you?" Hermione laughed, "It's much worse than that Harry. They would arrest and torture us for helping you."

"Where do we go now?" Ron asked.

"Good question," Hermione shook her head. Ginny heaved a heavy sigh and started to think. "We need to find horcruxes as soon as possible, but we need a place to stay while we do so. Do you lot have any ideas?"

"I own something," Harry said, "we can go there and set up spells to protect us."

"Fine," Hermione said. "Ginny grab me, Harry grab hold of Ron, and we'll go there then."

The four of them made an appearance at Grimmauld Place with a loud crack. "This place still looks like crap," Ron stated grimly.

"Alright, we need to put up spells and make sure that only people we trust come in here while we hunt down the horcruxes," Harry stated. "Hermione and Ginny can you cast spells upstairs while me and Ron cover the downstairs?"

"Right," Hermione grabbed Ginny and dragged her up the stairs while Ron and Harry ran to the back of the house.

"Should we cover each place?" Ginny asked.

"I guess," Hermione answered. She was looking at a door that was locked. "R.A.G.?" Hermione touched the sign on the door. "Who's that?"

"Regulus was Sirius' brother, wasn't he?" Ginny said as she stood next to the older girl. "This must be his room then."

"Yes," Hermione stated. She tapped her wand on his doorknob and thought, Alohomora. The lock clicked open and the door swung with a creak. The two girls curiously stepped inside the room to see Slytherin colors and posters all over the room.

"I guess Sirius and his brother didn't get along," Ginny stated as she looked at the Slytherin pride with a cringe.

"Not all Slytherin are bad," Hermione reminded her, "but he is a Black Slytherin, so…"

Hermione ran her hand over a dresser until her hand came up to a photo. She picked it up and noticed a picture of two brothers but one of them was blacked out. "Sirius and his brother, but I guess Regulus burned out Sirius here too."

"That's horrible," Ginny looked at the picture sadly. "I wouldn't have a life if my brothers didn't love me."

"You really care about them huh?" Hermione asked. Ginny nodded her head, "I really do."

They casted protection spells from that bedroom and walked out. Ginny casted a spell on his door to lock it once more and they walked over to another room that had been locked when they stayed at the house. Hermione unlocked it and walked inside only to be confronted by dust. She coughed and waved her arms around.

"Oh dear Merlin," she coughed again. "No one has been in here for a while have they," Ginny commented as she chocked on dust. Once it cleared the girls opened their eyes to a room covered in posters that Hermione noticed were muggle pictures. "He got these out of a muggle magazine," she said as she ran her fingers over a motorcycle.

"Hagrid has Sirius' flying motorcycle," Ginny said, "I didn't know muggles had them."

Hermione glared at her, "seriously? Your father is in charge of these things and you didn't know?"

The young redhead shrugged, "I didn't know what a car really was until I met you. I thought all cars were flying wizard ones."

Hermione sighed as her eyes scanned the rest of the room. It was covered in gold and red, the colors of Gryffindor. "There's sticking charms on this stuff," Ginny said as she thumbed over a picture of a girl in a bikini. "And this girl is really hot."

"What?" Hermione glared. "I mean, oh," Ginny blushed, "I guess I said that out loud huh?"

"Yes, you did," Hermione sighed. "How do you know this stuff has sticking charms on it?"

"I used them on my posters at home," she said, "although I never had this much Gryffindor pride in my room. I wonder if there are students with loads of pride in their rooms."

Hermione coughed. Ginny turned to her and cocked an eyebrow, "You do?"

"I do," she grinned, "but you've never been to my room since I'm always over at your place. I haven't seen my room in such a long time."

Hermione started to tear up with she remembered what she did to her parents to protect them from the madness. Ginny came close to her and held her. Hermione's eyes were looking over the younger girl's shoulder and into a dusty old mirror. Pinned to it was a picture of four boys. Hermione broke the hug and moved over to the photo.

"Look at this," she said to Ginny who was wondering what she was doing. "What?"

In the picture, they were smiling over and over again. Hermione noticed Lupin, Sirius, James and Peter. "Look at Wormtail when he was human," she handed the picture to Ginny who laughed.

"James Potter eh?" she cocked an eyebrow. "He looks just like Harry."

"Except for his eyes," Hermione laughed. "We should give this to him. He deserves it."

Something caught Ginny's attention from under the bed and she was drawn to it. The photo remained in Hermione's hand as she followed her. "What's this?" she scooped up the piece of parchment that caught her attention.

"A letter?" Hermione guessed as she looked at it with a hint of curiosity. "Should we read it?" Ginny asked.

"No," Hermione said as she took the letter and pocketed it. "Let Harry read it."

They continued with their spells and walked downstairs to meet with Harry and Ron. "Did you two cast the spells or did you snog up there?" Ron asked with a grin.

"What?" Ginny slapped her brother in the arm. "Oi! What was that for?" Ron asked. "Being a pain in my ass Ronald!" Ginny glared at him, "We did cast the bloody spells you idiot."

Hermione rolled her eyes as she took a seat in the living room with an exhausted sigh. "Harry, come here."

Harry walked into the room and Hermione gave him both items. She told him about Sirius' room and the two items. She then said, "Read that letter on your own later, I really think it should be for your eyes only since we found it in Sirius' room."

"Thanks, did you go into any other important rooms?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, do you know how R.A.B. is?" Ginny asked him. Harry's eyes went wide as he took out a fake locket. "This was a fake horcrux that was left by someone in that cave I told you about," Harry told them, "it had R.A.B. in it."

"That's Sirius' brother," Hermione said getting up, "That means that the locket, the real one, might be here!"

"In his room?" Ron asked.

"No, I don't think so," Ginny answered, "I think we would have seen it, I think?"

Harry ran up the stairs while the other three trailed after him. "What are you doing?" Hermione asked him.

He unlocked the door and ran into the room. He was disgusted by the Slytherin colors, but didn't waste time taking out his wand. "Accio Locket!"

Nothing happened. "Where else could it be?" Ron asked. "Kreacher should know," Harry said running back out of the room and down the stairs.

"Harry! Don't you be mean to him!" Hermione yelled as she chased after him. The two siblings stumbled along behind them as they reached the basement.

"Kreacher!" Harry yelled. The small house elf came out of hiding, "Yes."

"Where is the locket and why did Regulus have it?" Harry asked him.

"I can't tell you that now can I?" Kreacher shook his head, "I wouldn't betray my old master."

"You will tell me since I am your new master," Harry said firmly. The house elf sighed and rolled his eyes into his head. "As you wish," he bowed lazily, "The real locket was a precious thing that Kreacher had to place in a precious place. It was inside a cave for the dark lord. Master wanted that done for a long time but for some reason was not pleased with Kreacher when it was done.

Kreacher was only doing what the master wanted and that was to help the dark lord, so Kreacher did what he had to. However, master was displeased and wanted to return there. He made Kreacher go with him to replace the real locket with a fake. That was done, but master was stuck in the cave."

Kreacher stopped for a moment and a look of pain crossed over his old wrinkled face, "master did not make it out of the cave. He was taken and killed by monsters. He forced Kreacher to leave at once, so Kreacher did. The locket was with Kreacher for some time but that filthy man Mundungus Fletcher took it and Kreacher has not seen it since."

The four of them stood in the basement with disbelief on their faces. Harry had the fake locket grasped tightly in his hands. "Kreacher, I order you to find Fletcher and bring him here!" Harry commanded. The small elf bowed once again in a lazy fashion and said, "as you wish."

There was a loud crack and the house elf was gone. At least ten minutes had passed before there was another loud crack. Fletcher stood confused in front of the four teenagers. "Harry? They are looking for you boy! Nothing is safe anymore," the man stammered.

"I would worry about what you have to say but there is something more important I need to ask you," Harry looked the man in the eyes, "where is the locket that you stole from Kreacher?!"

"Locket?" The man cocked an eyebrow.

Harry showed him the fake one, "this one. Where is it?"

"That thing?" Fletcher said carefully, "It was sold to Dolores Umbridge Harry."

"Umbridge!" Ron shouted, "What would she want with it?!"

"She said something about it being important to her so I sold it to her," he said, "no big deal right? I got a nice price for it too even though I have no idea what that locket is you know."

"Kreacher, I order you to take Mr. Fletcher back to where you found him and return here," Harry told the house elf. Once again, he bowed and said, "As you wish."

"But wait what is so-" Fletcher's sentence was cut off as Kreacher took off with a loud crack again. In seconds, he had returned.

"You know what this means," Hermione said darkly, "We have to go to the ministry somehow and get that locket back. We'll have to stay here to form a plan and the four of us are going to have to infiltrate it. I suggest we spy for the time being."

There was a hush silence over the four of them as they looked at each other with a gleam of determination in their eyes.


Ok, so trying my best to go by events (at least) in Deathly Hallows. However, I will change details so they fit the story. There will be some more lol moments in the next chapter... since it's going to get really dark really soon. Might as well get the funny out of the way now! Thanks for reading and thanks for all the reviews once again. I'll get you an update hopefully soon!