122. Seeing Mandongus and Dobby Returns
**Hermione's POV**
"Ron, if you want to learn how to do it right, then watch me" I teased and started playing the piano.
"Look, my girlfriend can practically do everything" Fred kissed my forehead.
"I think I got it," Ron said and he played himself, but still off-key.
"Gentler, Ron" I rolled my eyes and sat next in front of Harry.
He was watching, blank minded, at his Golden Snitch.
"They have fond memories," I told him. "When Scrimgeour first gave it to you, I thought it would open at your touch. That Dumbledore had hidden something inside it."
A thud came from the kitchen and we headed in there as quickly as possible.
"Get off!" Mundungus said as Kreacher covered his mouth.
"Harry Potter, so long has it been," Dobby said as he hung on Mandungus' leg.
"Get off me!" Mundungus said.
He soon fell and Kreacher fell backwards.
"As requested, Kreacher has returned the thief," Kreacher said, closing the door.
Mundungus reached for his wand but I pulled out mine first and cried "Explelliarmus!"
His wand flew out of his hand and Fred caught it.
"What are you playing at? Setting a pair of bleeding house-elves after me" Mundungus said.
"Dobby was only trying to help," He said, climbing on top of the table. "Dobby saw Kreacher in Diagon Alley which Dobby thought was curious. And then Dobby heard Kreacher mention Harry Potter's name."
"I just-" Kreacher started, but Dobby cut him off.
"And then, Dobby saw Kreacher talking to the thief, Mundungus" Dobby ended.
"I'm no thief!" Mundungus defended himself. "You foul little Git! I'm a purveyor of rare and wondrous objects."
"You're a thief, Dung. Everyone knows it" Ron said.
"Master Weasley, so good to see you again," Dobby said, shaking Ron's hand.
"Wicked Trainers" Ron smiled and Mandungus knocked over some papers.
"Listen, I panicked that night, alright?" He said and sat on a chair. "Could I tell you that Mad-Eye fell off his broom?"
"You..." Kreacher said poking him in the stomach with a stick.
"Tell the truth," I said.
"When you turn this place over- Don't deny it- you found a locket, am I right?" Harry said.
"Why? Was it valuable?" Mundungus asked.
**Fred's POV**
"You still got it?" 'Mione asked.
"No, he's worried he didn't," I started.
"Get enough money for it," George said.
"Bleeding gives it away, doesn't it?" Mundungus sighed. "There I was, flogging in Diagon Alley, when some Minister hag came up to me and asks to see me license. Says she's a mind to lock me up. And would have done it too, if she hadn't taken a fancy to that locket."
"Who was she?" I asked.
"The witch. Do you know?" Harry added.
"No, I-" Mundungus said, laying his eyes on the papers he made fall over. He stood up and grabbed a Daily Prophet.
"Well, she's there. Look" He said laying the paper on the table. "Bleeding bow and all."
We looked at the Daily Prophet and found-
"Miss Dolores Umbridge" Me and George shook our heads.
"Thank you, Mundungus. You can leave now" 'Mione said.
"Good luck to whatever you're planning, you lot" He said and he Disapparated.
"I have an idea," Harry said and we went to the living room again.
