Chapter 16!!
As the six Aurors walked out of the casino, one suddenly veered off to the right sneaking down a secluded hall. Looking right, then left, the Auror took off his mask and robes and continued to walk down the hall.
"Harry Potter," screeched an ancient voice.
"Why hello Ms Rita Skeeter. Fancy meeting you here," Harry said with a grin as he threw the Auror robes into a trash can.
"Well, you are the one who called me. Is there anything that I may do for you?" Rita asked with a vindictive smile on her face.
"Actually, yes," Harry answered, "I just want you to stay right here. Something big is about to happen and I want the Daily Prophet to have a firsthand scoop."
With that Harry, reached up and pulled away part of the ceiling and pulled himself up and through it.
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Roger Davies walked aimlessly in circles around his now empty vault, desperately searching for an answer. Looking down at the floor matt, he saw his gaudy symbol upon it. Something struck him and he immediately picked up his walkie-talkie.
"Manager. Cue up the robbery tape," Roger said stiffly.
"It's up," came the reply.
"Look at the floor matt. Does it have our inscription on it?" Roger asked.
"No," the Manager replied.
Roger turned around and kicked a near-by table.
"That's how they did it," Roger said to himself, "We had the floor matt installed this week. The images we saw we a tape. It was staged. What we saw on the moniter wasn't actually happening. Someone made a duplicate of my vault."
"But what happened to all the money?"
"The Aurors," Roger said, "The Aurors weren't real Aurors. Somehow whoever taped into my security system also tapped into the emergency frequency when we called them. The Aurors came in with nothing, yet they walked out with bags that I presumed to be their tools. It was my money. Where are they?"
"They left about ten minutes ago. I'm sorry. There's no way of tracing where they went."
Roger growled.
"Harry Potter."
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Harry slipped down through the ceiling and back into the room that Crabbe and Goyle were guarding.
"I'm back," he whispered to the guy who had originally punched him, "Ready to go again?"
"Yeah," said the mean guy as he took a swing at Harry's stomach.
Suddenly the door opened, and Roger walked through it.
Harry clutched his stomach as he fell to the ground.
"Why the long face Roger? Did your team lose the match?" Harry asked with a grimace.
"Did you have a hand in this?" Roger asked.
"A hand in what?" Harry questioned as he propped himself up on a table.
"I'll ask you one more time. Did you have a hand in this?" Roger said stepping closer to Harry.
"I really have no idea of what you are talking about," Harry replied.
Roger stared at Harry for a second and then said, "OK, you're free to go."
Harry and Roger left the room together and walked down the secluded hallway. As they turned the corner, Harry saw Rita Skeeter and gave her a wink.
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Ginny sat in her hotel room looking miserably out the window. Looking over at the clock, she saw that it was nearly six in the morning, yet she still hadn't heard another word from Roger since he had dismissed her several hours previously. Suddenly, an owl flew in through the window with a short note attatched to it. Grabbing the note from the owl, Ginny opened it to reveal a short message:
Look at your copy of the Daily Prophet.
Confused, Ginny grabbed the newspaper from the coffee table and unfolded it to the front page. In big bold print, it said,
Davies' Casino Robbed; Davies Ready to do Anything to Get Money Back
Special exclusive by: Rita Skeeter.
Thanks to a special informant, I, Rita Skeeter, was able to obtain a special exclusive with Mr. Roger Davies after the daring and risqué robbery of his casino, the Quidditch Pitch. Says Mr. Davies, "I would do anything to bring these criminals to justice, and trust me I will. Harry Potter, world savior extradonaire, who just happened to be there at the same time immediately offered his services to apprehend the criminals saying that, "...in my line of work, I meet many criminals who undoubtedly have a network together. What would you give for me to check out these informants?" Davies then responded that he would give up Ginny Weasley, the object of Mr. Potter's affection's for many years, and the woman whom he is currently rumored to be dating, to get back his money....
Ginny put the newspaper down and ran out of the hotel room. Running down the stairs, she sprinted Roger, and outside. Starting to bawl, she turned around to see Roger walking towards her, but before he could reach her, Harry walked out to her and encompassed her in his arms.
"Harry," she said, "I'm so sorry."
"It's OK, Ginny. It's all OK now," he said as Roger turned on his foot and walked back into the casino.
"Let's go for a walk," he said as he took her hand and they walked towards a small park in silence. When they reached a water fountain in the center of the park, he slowly lifter her chin up and gently kissed her.
"Ahem. Ahem."
Ginny and Harry still kissed.
"Ahem. Ahem."
They still remained lip-locked.
"Hello! That's our sister there Harry. You'd better stop that if you want to live to see tomorrow," Fred's voice rang from the other side of the water fountain.
Ginny and Harry looked up to see ten people looking at them expectantly. Harry smiled and leaned in for another kiss.
"That's it mister! We're coming after you!" George yelled as he, Fred and Ron jumped into the water fountain and ran after Harry and Ginny.
As Harry and Ginny ran, hand-in-hand, Harry leaned over and whispered to Ginny, "I'm quitting my job. I think that we'll have enough money to last us for a while. A very long while."
The end!
AN: woohooo!! done at last! Well thanks for hanging around for so long and thanks for all of your AWESOME reviews, I love you guys! I'll probably do another alternate ending to this fic in a month or so ...... thanks for everything guys!!! CIAO!
