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Chapter 10: The Guilty Party

Afterward the bruised buy gave Harry his cloak and his map back, and then the group of people left for their own world. The whole school was sad to see them go - it wasn't very often that you see people from a foreign universe.

But Harry was still puzzling over what Yugi had said. Yami said that souls in the Shadow Realm can't find their way to the doors without being summoned to that world, so we're assuming someone brought him here. Who would bring a dangerous criminal into Hogwarts on purpose? Harry could think of someone, but it didn't seem likely that Voldemort brought him here. Where would he get the information to make the summoning potion?

Ron and Hermione were just as distressed as he, trying to think of who the guilty party was was. When all the other Gryffindors had migrated off to bed, they sat by the firelight, trying to answer the question.

"You know," Ron said, leaning back in thought, "it could've been someone outside of the school."

"Who on Privet Drive would do that?" Harry said. "It's not like the Dursleys would be able to, and that's where he appeared first."

"The potion said that the person would appear where you are," Hermione said. "After all, you would be the one to drink it."

"I suppose you're right." Ron sighed in exasperation. "Although it would be funny to see those fat lumps try to put together a potion."

"Harry, do you suppose it's You-Know-Who?"

"I don't think so, Hermione. Why would he get someone he barely knows to do his dirty work for him? Besides, he took Malfoy, and his father's one of his followers."

The conversation ended with no suspects and no lead. Nobody seemed to fit the mould, either it wasn't their style, or they wouldn't be able to. Eventually they gave it up and decided that maybe their minds would work better with a little sleep. All three of them said goodnight and headed off to bed.

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The next day classes resumed, much to the disappointment of the student population. Harry was relieved to see that he didn't have Potions today.

The first class of the day was Defense Against the Dark Arts, and it was another test. Professor Delacour actually set pretty hard tests, to everyone's surprise. She claimed they were nothing compared to the tests Beauxbatons had, but she said this about everything. At any rate it didn't make you fell much better while you were trying to remember what spell you used to repel a Lethifold.

At the end of the class she called out, "Potter, I 'ave somezing to discuss wiz you."

Harry shrugged as the rest of the class filed out. Fleur closed the door behind them and turned back around to face Harry. There was a look on her face that didn't look like it belonged there. She said a word and chains leaped up from nowhere and pinned Harry to his chair.

"Alright, 'Arry, you are going to tell me ze truz," she said. Fleur pulled out her wand and pointed it straight at Harry. What? Harry thought as his heart pounded faster and louder. Fleur's face was set in a scowl of deep hatred. "Wair did you and your friends find out about ze ozzer worlds?"

"What?" Harry's words were a surprised gasp.

"Don't play dumb wiz me! You found out about zem, and almost ruined it all. Tell – me – wair?" She wasn't joking.

"You – you were the one who ripped the page out of the book!" Harry said in realization. Fleur smirked.

"Nice to know you're not completely stupid."

"But how – you weren't at the Dursley's, were you?"

"I apparated zere just before you ate your lunch. Zat way I was able to slip some potion into your water. Unfortunately it takes a while to work, so you 'ad gone to ze Weasley's before 'e could get you. 'E wasn't even supposed to go to 'Ogwarts. It ruined my Master's plan." It was then that it hit Harry.

"You're in league with Voldemort!" he accused.

"Quite true. My family is a part of ze forces Voldemort 'ad in France. 'E 'as spies in every country, to make sure zat 'e will 'ave complete power." Fleur's face hadn't changed a bit. "But zat is besides ze point. You will tell me wair you found all zis information. It will not do if someone found out 'ow to send all ze forces my Lord will be summoning back to zeir own worlds. I must destroy zem." It was all too much for Harry to take. How could Fleur be a Death Eater?

"I won't tell you."

"You will." Harry had to do something, but he couldn't reach his wand. "Crucio!"

The same pain that Voldemort had brought on him in his fourth year washed over his once again. He screamed out loud but Fleur simply laughed at him.

"No one can 'ear you. I put a soundproof spell on it before your class came." The pain ended and Harry sat gasping in his chair his eyes closed in a wince. "Now, TELL ME!"

Harry opened his eyes slightly and looked down at his wand. Somehow, while he had writhing in pain, it had been shifted outward in his pocket, just so much that he could reach it. But what if she saw it before he could reach it?

"Very well," she said, seeing that he wasn't answering her. It's now or never, Harry thought. "Let's try again. Cru-"

"STUPEFY!" Harry watched in relief as her eyes rolled back and she slumped to the floor. It was a very lucky thing he had quick reflexes. He pointed the wand at himself and said a spell that made the chains disappear.

Harry stood up stiffly and walked over to the door. He ached too much from the Crucio curse and the tight chains to run.

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Harry found Dumbledore almost immediately. He brought the stunned Fleur to his office and sent an owl to the Ministry, who came almost immediately. They sent Fleur to Azkaban with a life sentence after hearing what happened.

Ron and Hermione were just as shocked as Harry when they found out.

"Who would've thought that Fleur would be a Death Eater, of all things?" Ron mused to himself.

"I never really liked her, I have to admit, but I wouldn't ever think that," Hermione said. "I wonder who will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts now? We're not even halfway through the school year and we've already lost one."

"We seem to go through a lot of them, that's for sure," Harry agreed.

"I wonder how many Death Eaters we'll have as professors before you leave school, Harry."

They all laughed at this thought, then their conversation turned to more pleasant things. After all, they needed a break from all the excitement once in a while.

That's the end, people! Hope it was satisfactory! Maybe if I can think of a good enough plot I'll make a sequel. That won't be for a while if I do decide to, though. R&R!