Hey! I'm writing more on fanfic! Lol! Thanks to the reviewers I hope to have more and such I don't care about flames, they don't effect me much! Hey I'm so sorry I haven't posted this lately I have been in Mexico on a mission trip and speaking Spanish I'm bilingual oh yea I'm cool!!!!!!

So here's the 9th chapter of Another Potter By Be Slytherin!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter I own Clover and the Plot!

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"Oh, Clover I'm so sorry!" Hermione told her hugging Clover.

"Well, I was thinking that I don't know why I made it such a big deal, I knew I wasn't going to see her ever again."

"What do you mean?" Harry look at Clover awkwardly and he knew that she wasn't telling them something.

"You know how Dumbledore said Voldemort, sorry Ron, wants to kill me more than you?" Harry nodded "Yea, well if I go back there they can find me so easy, and in my opinion I think that Patty didn't die from Malaria."

Everybody knew what she meant a deatheater must have done this.

That next day everyone hurried to the great hall for lunch but Harry, Hermione, and Ron didn't have much of an appetite. They watched Hagrid dissect a flobberworm, Clover didn't mind much; she had to dissect a frog in middle school.

"That was absolutely completely disgusting!" Hermione said in outrage.

They sat down at their normal spots at the Gryffindor table and they listened half-heatedly to Dumbledore's speech.

"Now 3rd years and up may attend this wonderful holiday ball there will be a couple students that will help put this ball together. Muggle dress clothes will be required for this ball. Now let the feast begin!" With a flick of his wrist food appeared onto the tables.

Clover ate fine not Harry, Hermione, and Ron. They didn't even want to look at their food on their golden plates.

"Hey Hermione," Harry asked and Hermione looked up over her plate to the opposite side of the table. "When are we taking the remembering potion?"

"The day of the ball, early morning though."

After the feast there was a huge buzz about the ball, The next trip to Hogsmeade was this weekend and then that following Friday was the Halloween Ball. Hermione was thinking about making her dress custom-made by her.

"That might to much time out of your school work?" Clover suggested one night in the common room as Hermione drew sketches of what she wanted.

"Let's just go to Hogsmeade and check out what they have?" Clover told her.

"Fine but if they don't have what I like then I'm going home and making this dress!" Hermione stated holding up the sketched out picture of her in a silvery princess cut dress.

The trip to Hogsmeade was due in one day and Professor Snape was hurrying the class to finish up their potions.

"He really expects too much of us." Ron said pouring werewolf chunks into his caldron.

"What step are you on?" Hermione asked stirring the caldron lightly.

"Like 22 out of a million!" Ron said.

"You are on 22 out of 30 not too bad were on 27 out of 30 though." Hermione laughed and Snape shot a cold look at her.

The bell rang and everybody stood up to leave when Snape shouted, "I didn't dismiss you!"

Everybody sat down and he dismissed him or her one by one. Harry last and Ron second to last.

They lined up in front of the tall oak with Professor Mc Gonagall in front of them and lead them out to Hogsmeade. Once they got there Most of them took off as fast as possible to the dressing stores. However Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Clover went to the joke shop and the three broomsticks.

After their 5th round of butterbeer they headed to the dress shop. Bewitched measure tapes were measuring Lavender Brown when they walked in. Hermione immediately ran over to the dresses and flipped through the racks of them.

"Ah, are you students from Hogwarts?" A plump lady dressed in purple asked.

Ron nodded as Clover drug Hermione over to the lady.

"This way please." The lady brought then into a room full of muggle clothes and told them to choose from this room.

Hermione furiously ripped random things off of the rack and Clover took her time looking at each one and at every detail.

"Uh, Hermione clover? What do guys wear in the muggle world?" Ron asked sheepishly.

Hermione and Clover rolled their eyes and walked over to where they were standing.

"These are called suits it comes with a blazer, jacket, pants, tie or bow." Hermione said holding on up. "Pick out one."

Harry and Ron picked black tuxes and Hermione found a strapless slivery dress with matching shoes and Clover shimmering blue spaghetti dress.

"I feel like a princess!" Hermione screeched twirling around in circles wearing the dress. "And you look like one too."

Harry pardoned in at the right moment. (Pardon in is a figure of speech that peoples from Germany use if they speak English so don't flame me for it.) Clover sat in a chair in her dress by the changing room, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione were changing in and out of outfits. Draco stepped into the room flipping through the suits without any interest. Clover never got a good look at Draco and she had to admit he was looking quite good today! Draco finally settled on a black suit with a white tie: Draco walked over to the dressing room and sat by Clover.

"OH, hey Draco, got a suit?" Clover asked motioning to the suit in his hands.

"Yea, I guess, got a dress?" Draco joked.

"Yea got a dress. I want to thank you for what you did for me last week."

"Are you over it now?"

"Pretty much. I realized that either way I would never see her again."

"Good, So who are you going with to the ball?" Draco asked shifting his weight to the right.

"Not sure yet, you? Have you asked anybody?" Clover said crossing her legs and smiling wide.

"No, I haven't." Draco said flatly.

It was obvious to Draco that Clover liked him. But why? Why would Clover Potter like Draco Malfoy, her brother's enemy? That was apart of the unknown maybe nobody would know why a Potter liked a Malfoy.

Ron strides out of the dressing room in his black suit making fun of muggles. "Ha, Ha very funny!" Clover said flicking Ron in the arm as he walked by. Hermione came out next smiling and looking over her shoulder like a model.

"Stunning!" Ron said taking her arm and waltzing around the room. Harry came out and Draco took his changing room.

"So... what do you think?" Harry asked making a funny face.

"Very sexy. Oooooooooo la la." Clover said laughing.

After they finally decided on their outfits and Hermione was happy the gang headed back to Hogwarts. Clover stepped by Dumbledore's office before they headed to the common room.

"Professor?"

"Clover come in, what do you need?"

"Well, as you know my friend Patty died and I was wondering if I could go to her funeral?" Clover asked hopefully.

"Oh, Clover wish that I could but with Voldemort and everything out there looking for the last of the Potters and you are one of the last an I can't let you go by your-self." Dumbledore told her.

"Professor, What if someone who knows what deatheaters are like or someone we really trust comes with me?"

Dumbledore sat in silence and thought about it for awhile. "The only people that I know that could do that is Professor Black, Professor Snape but I know you wouldn't want them tagging along with you wait a second... someone witty and knows things about deatheaters, not sure if you would like it but it's the best we've got for now." Clover looked at him with a blank stare. "Draco Malfoy." Clover shrugged and told him that it was OK.

"When can I leave?" Clover asked.

"Tonight but I want you back by Sunday so that gives you two days."

"What about Malfoy do we have to ask him?"

"No he will do as he is told. I will have this owl send him a letter." Professor Dumbledore tied a letter to a tawny white owl and let it fly out the window.

"There. Good. Now I want you to pack things up and meet me in the front of the castle."

Clover nodded and walked into the Gryffindor tower; Fred and George Weasley we eating atomic gumballs and seeing who could hold it in their mouth longest, Hermione, Harry, and Ron were all hovered around the chess board as Ron was beating Neville by a long shot. Clover started to walk up the steps to the girls' dormitory when Harry, Hermione, and Ron stopped her.

"Hey Clover were are you going?" They asked following her to the dorms.

"I got permission from Professor Dumbledore to go to Patty's funeral and I have to get packed."

"Will you be here for the ball?" Hermione asked. "Yes. I'm only going to be there until Sunday." Once Clover was finished packing and said good-bye to the Gryffindors she met Draco and Professor Dumbledore in front of the oak doors.

"Okay, once you leave this castle you are on your own, you will be staying at the Omen Hotels and Villas, Your Villa number is 14 and here is your keys," Professor Dumbledore said handing them credit card keys. "You will check in under the name Hogwarts. Use these Port keys to travel from Hogwarts to the Hotel. See you in two days."

Draco and Clover stared at each other for a moment and then grabbed the bottle of gold glitter and together traveled to the muggle world. They hit hard surface a couple seconds later.

"Owwwwww," Draco moaned struggling to get up.

"Oh come on." Clover urged getting up.

"UH, Clover where are we this doesn't look like a hotel?" Clover looked around at the stalls, sinks, and the diaper changing stations.

"Ladies room." Clover said avoiding Draco's eyes.

A door slammed and Clover grabbed onto Draco's robes and pulled him inside the nearest stall. "Shh," Clover said putting her fingers over her mouth.

"Let me see who it is." Clover stood opon the toilet and peeked her head over the top of the stall. She saw four girls that looked awfully familiar all looking at themselves in the mirror.

"It's a shame Patty had to go like that," The first girl said.

"Yea I wonder if Clover ever found out," The second girl started applying bright red lipstick on to her lips.

"Draco," Clover whispered. "Their girls from my old school. One's that picked on me, I have an idea to get out because trust me they will be in here for a long time applying their make-up."

Clover grabbed Draco's had and said.

"On the count of three run as fast as you can, one, two, three!" Clover with Draco trailing behind her came running out of the bathroom into a crowed hallway with a bunch of high school students and lockers. When the door behind them shut everybody stopped and looked at Clover and Draco.

"Why is everybody looking at us?" Draco whispered out of the corner of his mouth.

"Welcome to my old high school, and their staring at us because we are wearing cloaks and I'm here." A swarm of buzz came through the hallway and the four girls came out of the bathroom.

"What is this all about." The first girl asked. Her eyes came upon Clover. "Clover Potter, surprised to see you here." Her eyes moved to Draco. "And who's your friend." She asked running her hands through her hair.

"Hannah Mankan, Draco Malfoy a friend from school." Hannah smiled and took his hand and shook it.

"The pleasures all mine." She said.

Clover rolled her eyes and pulled Draco through the crowd. "Dumbledore said the port key was to the hotel."

Clover then found her-self in front of a group of football players.

"Excuse me but please move I need to get to my locker." Clover said trying to push through them.

"How about no." The first one said.

"Michael boggart Move!" Clover yelled.

Draco burst out with laughter. "He's last name is Boggart! Ha!!!"

"Yea, you gotta' problem with that?" Draco's face was turning purple because he was laughing so hard. "I'll show you funny."

Michael raised his fist up and then someone shouted "serpentsortia!" A long snake came out of nowhere and landed in front of Michael. "Ssssssssaaaaaaawwwaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww."

A familiar voice called and the snake slithered away. Out of the crowd Harry, Hermione, and Ron came emerging.

"Dumbledore thought that you would need some help." Harry said.

"That wasn't a smart move Harry, I don't think that we are powerful enough to do a correct memory charm to all of them." Hermione said so matter-of-factly.

"What is this some sort of freak show?" Michael shouted and ran down the hallway.

"No need to worry Hermione I've got just the thing." Clover opened he locker and pulled out a round golden ball and then opened it and a extremely bright golden light came rushing out of it and everyone fell except for Hermione, Draco, Harry, Ron and Clover.

Clover shut it and tucked it into her robes. "A memory ball it holds memories I've had it for years but I never knew what it did until I saw Dumbledore have one once."

"What about underage wizardry?" Hermione said looking worried. "Harry's already gotten in enough trouble over the years-"

"Half of that stuff wasn't my fault!" Harry protested looking at Hermione as if he was going to cast a hex on her at any moment.

"We know that Harry," Ron said breaking the silence. "Hermione was just saying to stay out of magic for a while other wise you are going to be expelled from Hogwarts." Harry blew off Ron and Hermione and began walked down the hallway. Clover sprinted up the hallway and grabbed Harry by the shoulder and turned him around.

"Harry, what was that all about?"

"Nothing."

"Harry I'm your sister I know when something is the matter."

"NO YOU DON'T!" Harry bellowed and kept marching on in the hallway. Clover cut him off and shouted back.

"YOU MAY BE ABLE TO YELL AT YOUR BEST FRIENDS BUT, NOT ME!" Harry stood there shocked, nobody had ever yelled back at him before.

"OH, REALLY! HOW DO YOU KNOW SOMETHING IS THE MATTER WITH ME YOU HAVEN'T BEEN THERE MY WHOLE LIFE YOU DON'T UNDERST-"

"OH NOW IS THAT MY FAULT.. NO IT'S ISN'T DO YOU KNOW WHY I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE FEELING? HUH? HUH?" the whole hallway was quite for a moment; then Clover spoke softly.

"It's because of the scar, you don't just have a connection with Voldemort but me Harry." There was a moment of silence then Harry spoke.

"Clover I had no idea. I thought that it was only Voldemort."

"Harry, you thought that you had it bad, you found out when you were 11 you got away for the longest time you found out all of the things you needed to know about mum and dad. I didn't I was locked in my room with no answers and then I started having nightmares about Voldemort and such then professor Black and Snape came and got me."

Harry hugged Clover and then he wiped her tears and she said. "You are going the wrong way. The exit is over here."

Everybody attended Patty's funeral and mourned then head back to the wizarding world. By the time they got back they had two days until the Halloween ball.....

Hey next chapter is the ball so get prepared for it.

Love. Peace, and BE SLYTHERIN.