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CHAPTER 3: Godric Gryffindor

"Come on, this place looks nice" Hermione said making her way towards 'Madam Stella's Pub' right beside 'Harlot Star Inn'. She opened the door for the two to enter first and they walked inside. There were rather a lot of younger people in here than older men and woman. It was a very nice place indeed and very neatly kept. There were nicely polished medals and trophies lining the walls and a rather young woman stood behind the bar calmly reading a magazine, flipping through its pages. She had blond hair down to her bosom, but her shin was very fair and pale, she also had bright blue- green eyes. She was rather pretty. "What can I get for these fine young gentlemen and the pretty miss?" She asked sweetly. Hermione blushed and smiled vaguely, and Ron kind of put his chest outwards a bit making himself look way macho. Harry just stood there smiling and said "Umm…three cola sodas please…and I'll have a burger with fries" he looked over to Hermione and Ron. "I'll have a chicken wrap" replied Hermione. "And I'll have your finest mull mead- "Hermione cut him off by shoving him in the stomach. "He'll have a cheeseburger with chips as well" Hermione told the lady. She smiled and gave them there orders after a few minutes time of waiting. She quickly filled up the jars with the foamy liquid and set it towards them.

They went and sat down after paying. Ron had never had soda before and said the bubbles kept squirting his eyes and going up his nose. He munched his meal down and was full in no time. Harry and Hermione took a while to eat theirs and then they left while saying thank-you to the woman. "Hope to see you again…Harry Potter" She waved smiling even more. Harry turned around with a look of shock on his face. Hermione shoved him out of the door hastily. "How'd she know my name? Are they….was she…Is she a witch?" Harry said a little loudly. "Harry! Shhhhh…I don't know how she knew your name, but you can't go around saying that wor-" Hermione stopped talking abruptly.

Harry didn't know what blocked him from seeing things when he first got to Godric's Hollow, but he and his friends had just realized they weren't the only witches and wizards there. Harry suddenly spotted a 'Flourish and Blotts' and next to that was a 'Zonko's' and across the street was 'Best Buy Cauldrons'. Little kids were playing exploding snap and chasing around pretending to be flying on their broomsticks. And it also, just came to their attention that some people were wearing wizarding robes. "Oh" Harry heard Hermione say quietly. "I just thought…you know, muggles…I thought this was a muggle-inhabited place-"

"Muggles?" Came a strong masculine voice. "Nope, no muggles for miles. Haven't you three ever been to Godric's Hollow?" said the white haired man. He had lost most of his hair but he had a beard and very bushy eyebrows. He was a sort of a plumpy man and had a nice friendly look to him. His eyes were hazel and his chin stood out farther than his nose. "No" Harry just said quietly. The man stared at Harry and came across his scar. Harry saw his eyes widened but then quickly return to normal as to not draw attention. "Now don't lie Harry…be proud of where you were born" the man said kindly. "So, you noticed?" Harry said. "Of course I noticed" the man stared at him smiling then he bent down to his face and whispered "It's not every day I get to meet Harry Potter" and the man winked. "Besides, what are you doing back here?" Harry raised his eyebrows. 'What was he doing back here? Trying to find another horcrux, he knew that. But how was Harry supposed to find the horcrux? And when he did find it, how would he even know it was a real horcrux?' Harry almost forgot the man had asked him a question. "Oh, umm…to see my parents" Harry replied thinking he could have come up with something better. The man heaved a sigh and looked down at Harry with a sad face, even though he was smiling. "Good people…good souls." He held out hand and shook Harry's, "Kelic Shunpike…I live just down the road" he pointed to a little red brick house on the corner, with white shutters and orange daisies growing from the garden in front. "Shunpike?" Harry repeated. "Oh yes, I know you've probably heard lots of nonsense about my nephew Stan Shunpike but none of it's true. I told them, I said 'you know you have the wrong man, so why are you trying to claim an innocent man?' All the ministry told me was that they needed to bring someone in and he was "a suspect" from the very beginning…Stupid Ministry, aren't what they used to be anymore eh?" The old man finished. "Yeah I know what you mean" Harry told him truthfully, "But that's not where I met Stan. I mean, I met him four years ago when I took the night bus." "Ahh…I see. Well the fella doesn't work there anymore. I believe he's working at Gringott's now." "Oh" Harry replied. "Well I must get going, but if you ever need anything Mr. Potter you can visit me anytime you like. Your friends are of course more than welcome too" Kelic finished, smiling, and shook Harry's hand once again and then Ron's and Hermione's. They watched him walk away sturdily.

"Harry maybe before we start we should check into a room at an Inn or something" Hermione told Harry. Harry looked around the busy street; His eyes landing on 'Shelties Comfort Inn'. "Ok" Harry replied, "Follow me."

They walked into the Inn and Harry spotted a very old lady indeed. She was sitting behind a counter counting the money. She had grey (almost white hair) tied up in a loose bun; her big glasses made her brown eyes look ten times bigger than their actual size; she certainly looked like she was about to drop down any second. Harry stepped up to the counter cautiously, still staring at the woman. "Umm…excuse me" Hermione asked politely. The lady looked up squinting at them. "Yes, umm…we'd like a room for the night, please" Hermione kept going. They lady just looked at them, with not a very happy look on her face at all. She peered a Hermione, then at Ron and her eyes did a back flip when she saw Harry. The woman smiled and said "Room sixty seven is free" and she shoved a bronze key in Harry's hand. They paid without saying another word to the lady and took off looking for their room.

They finally found it and it was quite nicely decorated. The walls were a deep blood red and the curtains were a very light orange. Ron obviously loved the room. The three single-sized beds were dark wood and maroon colored, while the floor was simply hardwood. "Jackpot" Ron quoted and flung himself on top one of the beds. "This is a great place, just wish the owner was a bit more cheerful" Ron said. Hermione took of her bag and placed it by a chair in the corner of the room and disappeared into the bathroom. Harry went to open the closet door and found himself seeing into another huge room. It had a humungous hot tub that could fit about six people and all around the sides of the room were candles and wine? Harry hadn't gone in yet, but peered around and Hermione came out of the bathroom holding up a fragment of something laced and silky. "Somehow I doubt we ordered lingerie" Hermione said with a look of utmost disgust on her face as she threw the garment in the garbage pail. Harry quickly closed the door to the hot tub. "Then don't go in there Hermione" Harry said with a smile on his face. "Why?" Ron got up and over to the twin doors Harry had just been at. He opened them and gasped. "I don't think we asked for a love suite" Ron asked blushing a little with a smile brightly written across his face. They all stood around laughing for a bit sort of lost for words.

"Let's get going. I at least want to visit my parents before tonight" Harry said meekly. Hermione and Ron nodded heading out the door and back out onto the street. Hermione thought it would be nice if Harry bought some flowers for them, so he agreed thinking, 'why didn't he think of that?' They went into 'Boutique La Fleur' and came out with a dozen pink carnations and one white rose. They stopped and found themselves not even knowing where the cemetery was; and they would have been standing still in that one place if it were not for Hermione, who asked someone off the street. They headed in the direction they were told to go while they talked amongst themselves. "Hermione, what were you thinking about when we were on that hill looking down into Godric's Hollow?" Ron asked out of curiosity. Hermione looked over and had a peculiar look on her face. "Well...it was just…I mean I never noticed it before, but…is it just coincidence that Godric Gryffindor and Godric's Hollow have the same first names?" Hermione asked not really waiting for an answer as she went on, "Do you think maybe Harry was right in coming here? If this is Godric Gryffindor's home then maybe there really is a horcrux here. And I'd bet you anything it's the horcrux that belongs to Gryffindor" She finished smartly. "You've really done your homework on this one haven't you?" Ron asked blown away. "Ron, its just common sense. I mean look at it logically…First there was Tom Riddle's diary; destroyed, and following that there's the ring from Slytherin, which Dumbledore had said was destroyed, then there was the locket that turned out to be a dud, but belonged to Slytherin as well…But…well Harry give me the note" Hermione beckoned. "What note?" Harry asked really not knowing what she meant. "The note that was signed R.A.B. in Slytherin's locket; the note you've been carrying around with you ever since Dumbledore…well, died."

It was true he had been carrying it around with him, close for comfort. He just didn't think it a good idea to through it away. He had kept both the note and the locket safe in his pockets for the longest time not knowing why. He took the note out of his jean pocket and handed it over to Hermione who smiled and started reading to herself. "Ah, see. He said he will see to it that it be destroyed as soon as possible. R.A.B.? Who could R.A.B. be?" asked Hermione. Harry and Ron shrugged. That wasn't as important to Harry as finding the horcruxes; He hadn't really cared about the letters R.A.B. "Well, anyways…I take it the real horcrux like this was supposed to be is destroyed, but I guess we can't be certain" Hermione kept talking. "Well, it's not as important as finding that horcrux Hermione" Ron told her confidedly. She nodded heaving a sigh.

The dirt road led off onto 'Calmer Street' and from there they took to another road turning left on 'Drogue Drive'; and then they took a small short cut across a deserted field.

"So what are the other horcruxes we need to find again?" asked Ron. "I know something of Gryffindor's…" "Yes, something of Gryffindor's…and I bet you Hufflepuff's cup is one…" Harry began. They came to a swinging black gate where inside lay a small but easy to spot graveyard. It looked very peaceful and quiet. It didn't take them very long to find Harry's parents. Along side the pathway to the left right beside a huge oak tree was where they lay right beside each other…

Potter, Lily

1952-1991

Loving Mother and Wife

Potter, James

1952-1991

Loving Father and Husband