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Chapter 21
Bridget had certainly put Oliver Wood to work; he'd been working so hard, he'd taken off his shirt to expose an undershirt that looked good against his muscles he'd grown from Quidditch. Bridget had to contain herself from drooling. They had finished cleaning the inside of the house and were now working on the outside. Bridget sighed; this was never going to be done in time for the party. "I need to go find my sister and get her out of the house as soon as possible so she doesn't see the decorations."
"I'll put a spell on the decorations so that she can't see them. Hurry up and get back down here, I don't want to do this all by myself."
Bridget laughed, "Okay, I won't. Could you do the spell now?"
Oliver nodded and muttered a spell, "Done."
"Okay," she smiled. "I'm going to see what she's doing now and get her out, and then I need to change into some different clothes."
"I think you're just trying to get out of cleaning, and to get me and the house-elves to do it all." Oliver said giving her evil eyes.
"So what if I am?" She giggled.
Oliver sighed, "I'll give you five minutes, and then I'm coming after you."
"Okay," she winked.
Susan got off of her knees, for she had been pulling out weeds out of the garden. "Be back in a few." She skipped into the house.
Bridget entered through the kitchen door, then entering the dinning room and finally entering the parlor, where Dobby approached her. "Miss Potter, ma'am, Dobby and Eshmu have finished getting rid of all the doxies out of the ballroom, decorations are ready to be put up by yourself and Mr. Wood. Do you want Dobby and Eshmu to start cooking for tonight?"
"Thank you Dobby, yes that's alright. Oliver and I will start on the ballroom in a few minutes. I've left a list of the foods to be prepared tonight in the kitchen on the counter."
"Yes, miss," Dobby said excitingly and ran off to find his fellow house- elf.
Bridget ran up the stairs that had been become so familiar to her these last few weeks. Bridget skipped down the hallway to her sister's room, "Susan, are you in here?" She asked as she turned the light switch on, but her bed was still made, no one had slept in that bed that night. "Hmm...I wonder what happened last night." Bridget asked herself as her older sister walked in.
"Bridget? What are you doing in my room?"
"Seeing what you were doing, by the looks of you, you just got out of the shower. Have fun?"
"Umm...I guess as much fun as you have in a shower."
"No, dear sister, I think you had more fun than I ever had...did Draco join you in the shower too?"
"What are you going on about, Bridget?!"
"Well," Bridget said turning her head to her sister's bed. "Your bed hasn't been slept in, so I'm guessing Draco and yourself had some fun last night?"
"No!" Susan screamed and slammed the door behind her. "Bridget," she whispered to her little sister. "I swear all we did was share a bed, we never did...that...I swear it was completely innocent."
"Swear?"
"I swear, Bridget." Susan looked around her room, "What were you doing up here anyways?"
"Oh, I was going to see if you're doing anything today?"
"Yes as a matter of fact, I am. Draco and I are going to Diagon Alley...why do you ask."
"Just wondering, can I meet the two of you at the Leaky Cauldron at 5:30?"
"Sure, I guess. Can I get dressed now, so I can leave?"
"Sure," Bridget said and skipped back out of the room and back to Oliver.
***
Sharon Lewis was cooking breakfast, for her three month pregnant daughter and unborn grandchild, when the Daily Prophet came. Sharon was cooking eggs and bacon. An owl hooted at the kitchen window, Sharon sighed and walked over to pay the Daily Prophet delivery owl. She took the paper from the owl, and slipped it the five Knuts she owed it. As she finished cooking breakfast she opened the paper and read it while cooking. But, when she saw the headline she ran to Autumn's room and let the breakfast burn.
*Meanwhile....*
As Harry and Ginny went down the stairs into the kitchen everyone looked up to look at them, they all looked upset. As if they knew that Harry knew that Ginny was regaining memory and he'd betrayed them by not telling them. Harry and Ginny sat down at lunch as everyone still stared at them. Ginny didn't say anything, because she still didn't recognize them all. All of her brothers were staying at the house since Ginny had just came home yesterday. Ginny couldn't remember who the long haired guy was, or the guy with the white-blond headed girl. Then there were the twins, they always were in trouble by their mum. The one that was a year older than her, friends with Harry, and dating Adora, he wasn't around much...always working for the twins. The only brother that she did remember was dead, and it pained her to know this and know that she'd already been through this pain...forgot it...and it's back. Bridget and Colin would be busy with something all day, so Ginny was to be with Harry all day. As a matter of fact he has to be with her twenty-four, seven...unless she's in the bath.
"What's going on?" Harry asked, "Why is everyone so quiet?"
"The Daily Prophet's main article," Fred said with actual sorrow in his voice.
*Meanwhile...*
When Bridget finally got outside Oliver was pale, "What's wrong?" She asked him worriedly.
"The Daily Prophet just doesn't leave you guys alone does it?" He opened up his Daily Prophet and Bridget felt herself go sick.
*Meanwhile...*
Anthony Potter was checking paper work from the Auror's, since Sirius was with his soon-to-be-wife at another doctor's appointment for the baby. A young kid that was working in the muggle department ran in, "What's the problem, Nelson?" Anthony asked him.
"The Daily Prophet is on your family again."
"Oh god, will they ever leave us alone? Give it here."
"Are you sure, Mr. Potter?"
"Boy, I said give it." Anthony took it and read the headline, and wished he hadn't.
*Meanwhile...*
Arabella's new baby doctor came in looking sad.
"Is there anything wrong with our baby girl?" Bella asked starting to get upset.
"No," Healer McKay said. "You should read this; my secretary gave it to me." She handed Arabella and Sirius the newspaper, and they gasped.
*Meanwhile...*
Adora walked into the twins' shop, Ron's face dropped when he saw her. "Not pleased to see your girlfriend?" Adora asked hurt.
"No, of course I'm happy to see you." Ron looked around. "Come in the office with me, there's something you have to see." Adora nodded and followed him; he closed the door quickly behind her. "I don't want to show you this, but I thought it would be better for you to see it from me."
"Ron what's going on?" Adora asked, he sighed and handed him the Daily Prophet that always comes to the shop. Adora opened it and saw the picture and headline for the paper and gasped and started crying. "Can they never leave my family alone?!"
***
"So what does it say," Susan sighed after she was dressed and met Draco in his room, and they began to read the story in the paper, at that exact same time people they knew, trusted, and loved did at the same time. Adora and Ron, Ginny and Harry, Bridget and Oliver, Anthony, Arabella and Sirius, and also Sharon and Autumn. The article read:
A Malfoy kills for a Potter?
A story done by: Millicent Bulstrode
As this is my first story to write for the Daily Prophet, figured it should be good. Just weeks ago Draco Lucius Malfoy, 16, killed his own father in civil blood, for a Potter? Yes, you've heard me right for a Potter. Sources have told us here at the Daily Prophet that Malfoy has been dating Sadie Susanna Potter, Harry Potter The-Boy-Who-Lived, twin sister. Sources also told us that this isn't the first person Malfoy has killed...or in better terms drove to kill their self over Potter.
Just last year Malfoy made a girl in his own Hogwarts house fall in love with him, but when he did not return the love, she went after Potter. She made death threats and even tried to kill Potter. Malfoy's love for Potter and not for herself made her kill herself. Yes, Malfoy drove Pansy Parkinson to killing herself.
It is said that Autumn Lewis, the daughter of Sharon Lewis and He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named, is carrying Malfoy's child. They had a one night stand, which Malfoy provoked, knocked her up, and left her for Potter.
Malfoy's deceased father, Lucius Demondo Malfoy in a fight over Malfoy with Potter. It is said that Malfoy's father and He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named told Malfoy and Lewis that they would be getting married, raise the child, and eventually rule the Dark Arts. Malfoy refused, and his father took him home, threatening to kill Potter. In cold blood Malfoy took Potter over his father.
Just yesterday Malfoy was on trial and they let him go on the account of saving Potter's life.
The big question that we're all here at the Daily Prophet, Malfoy's father raised his life insurance inheritance to Malfoy just days before Malfoy killed his father. So did Malfoy actually save Potter, or did Potter and Malfoy set this up to receive Malfoy inheritance?
"Oh my god?! How could they say that about us?!" Susan started crying, "It wasn't even like that...did you know about your dad doing that?"
"No, he never told me his financial status," Draco sighed. "I know what I have to do now."
"What's that?" Susan asked getting scared.
"First, I need to go visit Catarina and find out how she and my little half brother or sister are doing. Second, see how much I'm actually getting, spilt it down the middle, and set up a trust fund for the baby that Catarina can't touch and the baby can't touch until it is sixteen. Third, I need to put Catarina in hiding so she doesn't get hounded by the press. I need to talk to her about making sure she doesn't give the baby my father's last name...I'm thinking of changing mine as a matter of fact."
"To what?"
"Boyle, maybe. My grandmother's maiden name, she'd love that."
"Draco, is Catarina really pregnant?"
"That's what she says, why?"
"Because, you're right you do need to put her in hiding because the press won't leave her alone with our story."
"Do you mind coming with me to find her?"
"No, let's go." Susan said getting up she had to get away from that paper.
***
"Now their exploiting my sister, because her boyfriend killed his father to save her life?! I doubt that he even knew that his father did that, he'd been staying with us, with absolutely no contact with his dad." Harry huffed.
"I don't know Harry. I figured you wanted to know about this."
"I sure as hell did." Harry yelled and Mrs. Weasley flinched, she wasn't use to him cursing. "And, as my grandfather and soon to be uncle own most of the Daily Prophet, it looks like Ginny and I will be going to the Daily Prophet office."
"Do you think that wise with her condition?" Fred asked.
"It hasn't been in the paper has it?"
"No," George answered. "But, they posted that story when the two of you broke up; they ask you a thousand questions."
"So what am I suppose to do? I'm not suppose to leave her alone." Harry huffed again.
"Do you have her rings?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yes, their in my trunk...why?"
"Put them on her finger, act as if the two of you never broke up and nothing bad ever happened. Tell them it was all a lie, which the two of you have been happily in love all summer. The prophet only likes trash, not sweet romantic stories...so beat them at their own game."
"Sounds good to me...Ginny?"
"I guess I don't really understand what were doing."
"Let's eat breakfast, and go back to your room and get some stuff. Then were going to the city."
"Okay," Ginny said shrugging her shoulders.
***
"What horrible, horrible people!" Arabella hissed, "I can not believe this!"
"Miss Evans, please don't get upset, for the baby."
"You're right," she sighed, and she turned to Sirius. "Can they never leave our family alone? Haven't we been through enough? Lily and James die, Anthony and Larissa having to hide Adora, Susan being adopted and never knowing about her real family, Anthony raising Bridget so she doesn't get all the press Harry got after Voldemort disappeared, and poor Harry having to live with my despicable sister. Now they exploit Susan like some scarlet woman, as if Draco and she were after the Malfoy millions. Do they not understand how much those kids actually have from Lily and James account? From the huge Gryffindor account that they've never seen because they have so much in Lily and James's account. How much their going to be taken care of because of the both of us."
"I, do dear, I do. Look after we live here we will go by the office of the Daily Prophet, I own half of the shares and Anthony owns almost the other half. We'll find this author and get her fired immediately."
"But, who can you find to take her place as a reporter?"
"Oh, we'll think of something." He kissed her forehead, "Now let's find out about our beautiful baby girl."
***
Adora looked disgusted, how could they do this? How could they try and ruin her family more than they had already done? She had utter disgust churning in her stomach. Ron looked at her sympathetically; this isn't what he wanted her to go through...she'd gone through so much. "This is horrible writing, I can not believe this." She had handed Ron the newspaper to him as soon as she was done reading it, she couldn't hold that kind of trash in her hands for long. "Who wrote that trash by the way?"
Ron looked at the paper, and he'd already been angered by the paper because Susan was a nice, good girl and she was getting thrown around like a beach ball to the media. "Millicent Bulstrode, eck. I'm guessing she's writing during the holidays, like I'm working for the twins."
There was a *pop* noise outside the office. "Hang on; I think I have a customer." He closed the door behind him. "Can I help you?" He looked up to see Adora's father. "Mr. Potter, what's on your mind...never thought to see you here?"
"I'm looking for my daughter, have you seen her?"
"Let me guess," Ron pulled his arm up to show the paper. "It has something to do with this?"
"Exactly, so where is she?"
"We were in the office discussing this; I didn't want her to get upset out here."
"Very well, Ron. Can you bring me back there to see her?"
"Sure Mr. Potter." Ron went to the door behind him and Anthony followed him.
"Ron who was it?" Adora asked seeing him back, "Oh, hey dad. What are you doing here?"
"Come to pick you up, we have a duty to do."
"We do? What is it?"
Anthony sat beside Adora and put a hand on her hand and began to talk, "Sirius inherited his father's share of the Daily Prophet when Joseph Black died. Joseph and I use to work together, both lawyers for the Wizarding kind. Joseph's wife, Maria died of Child birth, Joseph was crushed. Unable to look at Sirius, because he looked identical to Maria. Dark hair, eyes, and very tan skin color. He had her smile, the only way he looked like Joseph was Sirius's eyes and when Sirius would get mad. Joseph started taking on tons of cases, in order to never really have to spend time with Sirius. Sirius and James were born weeks of each other, Bridget being the kind hearted person that she was, she told Joseph not to hire a nanny and that she would baby sit Sirius. Joseph agreed, but then started working even more. Finally one day I told him he needed to spend sometime with his son. You know what he actually told me?"
"What?" Adora asked wondering how someone could hate a baby so much.
"That it was Sirius's fault his mother died." Adora looked like she could cry, "Exactly." Anthony sighed, "I came home that night and told Bridget...she was crushed. Maria and Bridget had been friends since Joseph and I started our office. We'd gone to school together, Maria was from Spain. I told Bridget that night that I'd start trying to find a job at the Ministry; because I couldn't hear Joseph bad talk his son like that anymore. The first couple years of the boys' lives we had holidays at our house, and Joseph would stop by for a few hours. Shower Sirius with gifts that he bought so the kid would think he actually care for him. I want to say when the boys' reached five, we only had Sirius attend holidays with us, Joseph was to busy. Joseph worked so much that at the age of eight Sirius's father died of a heart attack. Maria's mother, Theresa, came for Sirius after Joseph's funeral. She refused to attend it, she'd found out how ill he was to the only child that Joseph and Maria had been able to have. She told us she would have come sooner, but Joseph wouldn't tell her where we lived. We asked her if it would be alright if we still had Sirius stay sometimes with us, and come to have holidays with us in the afternoons. She agreed with us, because we had been Sirius's only family."
"Okay, dad...but what does this have to do with the Daily Prophet?"
"Before Maria died, Joseph bought half of the shares of the Daily Prophet, I bought forty, and that's all there was left or I would have bought it all...guess that has the last ten?"
"Who?" "Draco, now." Adora smiled, she knew what was going to happen.
***
Autumn looked up at her mother, "Mom! Why would Millie do that?! I thought she was my friend!?!"
Sharon looked sympathetically at her daughter, "But dear she is. She's giving that Potter brat and your baby's father a bad name."
"Yes, true...but now the whole damned Wizarding World knows I'm pregnant." She sighed.
"Sharon!" Voldemort came yelling into Autumn's room, "The kitchen is on fire!"
Chapter 21
Bridget had certainly put Oliver Wood to work; he'd been working so hard, he'd taken off his shirt to expose an undershirt that looked good against his muscles he'd grown from Quidditch. Bridget had to contain herself from drooling. They had finished cleaning the inside of the house and were now working on the outside. Bridget sighed; this was never going to be done in time for the party. "I need to go find my sister and get her out of the house as soon as possible so she doesn't see the decorations."
"I'll put a spell on the decorations so that she can't see them. Hurry up and get back down here, I don't want to do this all by myself."
Bridget laughed, "Okay, I won't. Could you do the spell now?"
Oliver nodded and muttered a spell, "Done."
"Okay," she smiled. "I'm going to see what she's doing now and get her out, and then I need to change into some different clothes."
"I think you're just trying to get out of cleaning, and to get me and the house-elves to do it all." Oliver said giving her evil eyes.
"So what if I am?" She giggled.
Oliver sighed, "I'll give you five minutes, and then I'm coming after you."
"Okay," she winked.
Susan got off of her knees, for she had been pulling out weeds out of the garden. "Be back in a few." She skipped into the house.
Bridget entered through the kitchen door, then entering the dinning room and finally entering the parlor, where Dobby approached her. "Miss Potter, ma'am, Dobby and Eshmu have finished getting rid of all the doxies out of the ballroom, decorations are ready to be put up by yourself and Mr. Wood. Do you want Dobby and Eshmu to start cooking for tonight?"
"Thank you Dobby, yes that's alright. Oliver and I will start on the ballroom in a few minutes. I've left a list of the foods to be prepared tonight in the kitchen on the counter."
"Yes, miss," Dobby said excitingly and ran off to find his fellow house- elf.
Bridget ran up the stairs that had been become so familiar to her these last few weeks. Bridget skipped down the hallway to her sister's room, "Susan, are you in here?" She asked as she turned the light switch on, but her bed was still made, no one had slept in that bed that night. "Hmm...I wonder what happened last night." Bridget asked herself as her older sister walked in.
"Bridget? What are you doing in my room?"
"Seeing what you were doing, by the looks of you, you just got out of the shower. Have fun?"
"Umm...I guess as much fun as you have in a shower."
"No, dear sister, I think you had more fun than I ever had...did Draco join you in the shower too?"
"What are you going on about, Bridget?!"
"Well," Bridget said turning her head to her sister's bed. "Your bed hasn't been slept in, so I'm guessing Draco and yourself had some fun last night?"
"No!" Susan screamed and slammed the door behind her. "Bridget," she whispered to her little sister. "I swear all we did was share a bed, we never did...that...I swear it was completely innocent."
"Swear?"
"I swear, Bridget." Susan looked around her room, "What were you doing up here anyways?"
"Oh, I was going to see if you're doing anything today?"
"Yes as a matter of fact, I am. Draco and I are going to Diagon Alley...why do you ask."
"Just wondering, can I meet the two of you at the Leaky Cauldron at 5:30?"
"Sure, I guess. Can I get dressed now, so I can leave?"
"Sure," Bridget said and skipped back out of the room and back to Oliver.
***
Sharon Lewis was cooking breakfast, for her three month pregnant daughter and unborn grandchild, when the Daily Prophet came. Sharon was cooking eggs and bacon. An owl hooted at the kitchen window, Sharon sighed and walked over to pay the Daily Prophet delivery owl. She took the paper from the owl, and slipped it the five Knuts she owed it. As she finished cooking breakfast she opened the paper and read it while cooking. But, when she saw the headline she ran to Autumn's room and let the breakfast burn.
*Meanwhile....*
As Harry and Ginny went down the stairs into the kitchen everyone looked up to look at them, they all looked upset. As if they knew that Harry knew that Ginny was regaining memory and he'd betrayed them by not telling them. Harry and Ginny sat down at lunch as everyone still stared at them. Ginny didn't say anything, because she still didn't recognize them all. All of her brothers were staying at the house since Ginny had just came home yesterday. Ginny couldn't remember who the long haired guy was, or the guy with the white-blond headed girl. Then there were the twins, they always were in trouble by their mum. The one that was a year older than her, friends with Harry, and dating Adora, he wasn't around much...always working for the twins. The only brother that she did remember was dead, and it pained her to know this and know that she'd already been through this pain...forgot it...and it's back. Bridget and Colin would be busy with something all day, so Ginny was to be with Harry all day. As a matter of fact he has to be with her twenty-four, seven...unless she's in the bath.
"What's going on?" Harry asked, "Why is everyone so quiet?"
"The Daily Prophet's main article," Fred said with actual sorrow in his voice.
*Meanwhile...*
When Bridget finally got outside Oliver was pale, "What's wrong?" She asked him worriedly.
"The Daily Prophet just doesn't leave you guys alone does it?" He opened up his Daily Prophet and Bridget felt herself go sick.
*Meanwhile...*
Anthony Potter was checking paper work from the Auror's, since Sirius was with his soon-to-be-wife at another doctor's appointment for the baby. A young kid that was working in the muggle department ran in, "What's the problem, Nelson?" Anthony asked him.
"The Daily Prophet is on your family again."
"Oh god, will they ever leave us alone? Give it here."
"Are you sure, Mr. Potter?"
"Boy, I said give it." Anthony took it and read the headline, and wished he hadn't.
*Meanwhile...*
Arabella's new baby doctor came in looking sad.
"Is there anything wrong with our baby girl?" Bella asked starting to get upset.
"No," Healer McKay said. "You should read this; my secretary gave it to me." She handed Arabella and Sirius the newspaper, and they gasped.
*Meanwhile...*
Adora walked into the twins' shop, Ron's face dropped when he saw her. "Not pleased to see your girlfriend?" Adora asked hurt.
"No, of course I'm happy to see you." Ron looked around. "Come in the office with me, there's something you have to see." Adora nodded and followed him; he closed the door quickly behind her. "I don't want to show you this, but I thought it would be better for you to see it from me."
"Ron what's going on?" Adora asked, he sighed and handed him the Daily Prophet that always comes to the shop. Adora opened it and saw the picture and headline for the paper and gasped and started crying. "Can they never leave my family alone?!"
***
"So what does it say," Susan sighed after she was dressed and met Draco in his room, and they began to read the story in the paper, at that exact same time people they knew, trusted, and loved did at the same time. Adora and Ron, Ginny and Harry, Bridget and Oliver, Anthony, Arabella and Sirius, and also Sharon and Autumn. The article read:
A Malfoy kills for a Potter?
A story done by: Millicent Bulstrode
As this is my first story to write for the Daily Prophet, figured it should be good. Just weeks ago Draco Lucius Malfoy, 16, killed his own father in civil blood, for a Potter? Yes, you've heard me right for a Potter. Sources have told us here at the Daily Prophet that Malfoy has been dating Sadie Susanna Potter, Harry Potter The-Boy-Who-Lived, twin sister. Sources also told us that this isn't the first person Malfoy has killed...or in better terms drove to kill their self over Potter.
Just last year Malfoy made a girl in his own Hogwarts house fall in love with him, but when he did not return the love, she went after Potter. She made death threats and even tried to kill Potter. Malfoy's love for Potter and not for herself made her kill herself. Yes, Malfoy drove Pansy Parkinson to killing herself.
It is said that Autumn Lewis, the daughter of Sharon Lewis and He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named, is carrying Malfoy's child. They had a one night stand, which Malfoy provoked, knocked her up, and left her for Potter.
Malfoy's deceased father, Lucius Demondo Malfoy in a fight over Malfoy with Potter. It is said that Malfoy's father and He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named told Malfoy and Lewis that they would be getting married, raise the child, and eventually rule the Dark Arts. Malfoy refused, and his father took him home, threatening to kill Potter. In cold blood Malfoy took Potter over his father.
Just yesterday Malfoy was on trial and they let him go on the account of saving Potter's life.
The big question that we're all here at the Daily Prophet, Malfoy's father raised his life insurance inheritance to Malfoy just days before Malfoy killed his father. So did Malfoy actually save Potter, or did Potter and Malfoy set this up to receive Malfoy inheritance?
"Oh my god?! How could they say that about us?!" Susan started crying, "It wasn't even like that...did you know about your dad doing that?"
"No, he never told me his financial status," Draco sighed. "I know what I have to do now."
"What's that?" Susan asked getting scared.
"First, I need to go visit Catarina and find out how she and my little half brother or sister are doing. Second, see how much I'm actually getting, spilt it down the middle, and set up a trust fund for the baby that Catarina can't touch and the baby can't touch until it is sixteen. Third, I need to put Catarina in hiding so she doesn't get hounded by the press. I need to talk to her about making sure she doesn't give the baby my father's last name...I'm thinking of changing mine as a matter of fact."
"To what?"
"Boyle, maybe. My grandmother's maiden name, she'd love that."
"Draco, is Catarina really pregnant?"
"That's what she says, why?"
"Because, you're right you do need to put her in hiding because the press won't leave her alone with our story."
"Do you mind coming with me to find her?"
"No, let's go." Susan said getting up she had to get away from that paper.
***
"Now their exploiting my sister, because her boyfriend killed his father to save her life?! I doubt that he even knew that his father did that, he'd been staying with us, with absolutely no contact with his dad." Harry huffed.
"I don't know Harry. I figured you wanted to know about this."
"I sure as hell did." Harry yelled and Mrs. Weasley flinched, she wasn't use to him cursing. "And, as my grandfather and soon to be uncle own most of the Daily Prophet, it looks like Ginny and I will be going to the Daily Prophet office."
"Do you think that wise with her condition?" Fred asked.
"It hasn't been in the paper has it?"
"No," George answered. "But, they posted that story when the two of you broke up; they ask you a thousand questions."
"So what am I suppose to do? I'm not suppose to leave her alone." Harry huffed again.
"Do you have her rings?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yes, their in my trunk...why?"
"Put them on her finger, act as if the two of you never broke up and nothing bad ever happened. Tell them it was all a lie, which the two of you have been happily in love all summer. The prophet only likes trash, not sweet romantic stories...so beat them at their own game."
"Sounds good to me...Ginny?"
"I guess I don't really understand what were doing."
"Let's eat breakfast, and go back to your room and get some stuff. Then were going to the city."
"Okay," Ginny said shrugging her shoulders.
***
"What horrible, horrible people!" Arabella hissed, "I can not believe this!"
"Miss Evans, please don't get upset, for the baby."
"You're right," she sighed, and she turned to Sirius. "Can they never leave our family alone? Haven't we been through enough? Lily and James die, Anthony and Larissa having to hide Adora, Susan being adopted and never knowing about her real family, Anthony raising Bridget so she doesn't get all the press Harry got after Voldemort disappeared, and poor Harry having to live with my despicable sister. Now they exploit Susan like some scarlet woman, as if Draco and she were after the Malfoy millions. Do they not understand how much those kids actually have from Lily and James account? From the huge Gryffindor account that they've never seen because they have so much in Lily and James's account. How much their going to be taken care of because of the both of us."
"I, do dear, I do. Look after we live here we will go by the office of the Daily Prophet, I own half of the shares and Anthony owns almost the other half. We'll find this author and get her fired immediately."
"But, who can you find to take her place as a reporter?"
"Oh, we'll think of something." He kissed her forehead, "Now let's find out about our beautiful baby girl."
***
Adora looked disgusted, how could they do this? How could they try and ruin her family more than they had already done? She had utter disgust churning in her stomach. Ron looked at her sympathetically; this isn't what he wanted her to go through...she'd gone through so much. "This is horrible writing, I can not believe this." She had handed Ron the newspaper to him as soon as she was done reading it, she couldn't hold that kind of trash in her hands for long. "Who wrote that trash by the way?"
Ron looked at the paper, and he'd already been angered by the paper because Susan was a nice, good girl and she was getting thrown around like a beach ball to the media. "Millicent Bulstrode, eck. I'm guessing she's writing during the holidays, like I'm working for the twins."
There was a *pop* noise outside the office. "Hang on; I think I have a customer." He closed the door behind him. "Can I help you?" He looked up to see Adora's father. "Mr. Potter, what's on your mind...never thought to see you here?"
"I'm looking for my daughter, have you seen her?"
"Let me guess," Ron pulled his arm up to show the paper. "It has something to do with this?"
"Exactly, so where is she?"
"We were in the office discussing this; I didn't want her to get upset out here."
"Very well, Ron. Can you bring me back there to see her?"
"Sure Mr. Potter." Ron went to the door behind him and Anthony followed him.
"Ron who was it?" Adora asked seeing him back, "Oh, hey dad. What are you doing here?"
"Come to pick you up, we have a duty to do."
"We do? What is it?"
Anthony sat beside Adora and put a hand on her hand and began to talk, "Sirius inherited his father's share of the Daily Prophet when Joseph Black died. Joseph and I use to work together, both lawyers for the Wizarding kind. Joseph's wife, Maria died of Child birth, Joseph was crushed. Unable to look at Sirius, because he looked identical to Maria. Dark hair, eyes, and very tan skin color. He had her smile, the only way he looked like Joseph was Sirius's eyes and when Sirius would get mad. Joseph started taking on tons of cases, in order to never really have to spend time with Sirius. Sirius and James were born weeks of each other, Bridget being the kind hearted person that she was, she told Joseph not to hire a nanny and that she would baby sit Sirius. Joseph agreed, but then started working even more. Finally one day I told him he needed to spend sometime with his son. You know what he actually told me?"
"What?" Adora asked wondering how someone could hate a baby so much.
"That it was Sirius's fault his mother died." Adora looked like she could cry, "Exactly." Anthony sighed, "I came home that night and told Bridget...she was crushed. Maria and Bridget had been friends since Joseph and I started our office. We'd gone to school together, Maria was from Spain. I told Bridget that night that I'd start trying to find a job at the Ministry; because I couldn't hear Joseph bad talk his son like that anymore. The first couple years of the boys' lives we had holidays at our house, and Joseph would stop by for a few hours. Shower Sirius with gifts that he bought so the kid would think he actually care for him. I want to say when the boys' reached five, we only had Sirius attend holidays with us, Joseph was to busy. Joseph worked so much that at the age of eight Sirius's father died of a heart attack. Maria's mother, Theresa, came for Sirius after Joseph's funeral. She refused to attend it, she'd found out how ill he was to the only child that Joseph and Maria had been able to have. She told us she would have come sooner, but Joseph wouldn't tell her where we lived. We asked her if it would be alright if we still had Sirius stay sometimes with us, and come to have holidays with us in the afternoons. She agreed with us, because we had been Sirius's only family."
"Okay, dad...but what does this have to do with the Daily Prophet?"
"Before Maria died, Joseph bought half of the shares of the Daily Prophet, I bought forty, and that's all there was left or I would have bought it all...guess that has the last ten?"
"Who?" "Draco, now." Adora smiled, she knew what was going to happen.
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Autumn looked up at her mother, "Mom! Why would Millie do that?! I thought she was my friend!?!"
Sharon looked sympathetically at her daughter, "But dear she is. She's giving that Potter brat and your baby's father a bad name."
"Yes, true...but now the whole damned Wizarding World knows I'm pregnant." She sighed.
"Sharon!" Voldemort came yelling into Autumn's room, "The kitchen is on fire!"