Previously: Moody looked up in horror at Harry. Harry put out his hand and snarled, "Get up."

Chapter 10: Celeste

"Harry, are you feeling all right?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Moody helped himself up without Harry's help. She placed her hands on Harry's shoulders, "Here let's go into the kitchen and I'll make you something to eat."

Harry kept glaring at Moody, "Ok," he replied. Molly steered Harry toward the kitchen. He sat down at a table and Molly made him an ice cream sundae. Then she began to make one for herself. "Why don't you take of that mask darling? It must be so stuffy wearing it," she suggested.

He took off his mask and looked at his bowl of ice cream. Molly had put a chocolate syrup smiley face and the word "thanks."

"It's great to see that smile again," she said sitting next to him with her bowl.

"You're welcome," Harry replied quietly.

"Eat, eat," Molly urged. Harry ate a spoonful and coughed.

"What is this?" he asked slightly alarmed.

"Similar to muggle ice cream, but instead of cow's milk, its dragon's milk."

"Dragon's milk?" Harry asked slowly. Mrs. Weasley nodded. Harry tasted the ice cream again. "It's good," he said.

She clapped her hands, "Oh wonderful! I was hoping it would turn out well."

"Why is Malfoy here?" Harry asked after he and Mrs. Weasley were done were finished eating.

"You haven't sent eh tapestry yet have you? Well, follow me," she said standing up. They walked to the drawing room. "Sadly, we couldn't get it off the wall," she added. She pointed to Draco Malfoy's name, it was shinning aqua blue.

"What does that mean?" Harry asked.

Her finger then pointed to three other names that were shinning aqua blue. One of them read as Hermione Granger.

"She's pureblood?" Harry exclaimed.

"No she isn't. There something bad going on. But they wont listen to me," she scowled. "I'm thinking that they are spies or something. Well, that's what I thought at first. Then I noticed the two other names." She added. Next to Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger read: Harry Potter and Celeste Roelle.

Staring at the four name sin disbelief, he asked, "Who is Celeste Roelle?"

"I've been trying to find out for about five weeks now. So far, nothing has turned up. In wizard files anyway. I haven't been able to check the muggle files yet," she answered. "We have a computer with internet access; I just don't know how to use it."

"Maybe I can help," Apocalypse said behind them. She walked up and read the tapestry. "Wow," she muttered, "So where's the computer?"

"Follow me," Mrs. Weasley said slowly and walked out of the room. They climbed up to the attic and in front of them was a desk and a fairly old computer sat on it.

Apocalypse sat down in the chair in front of the computer. She pressed the on button and waited for it to load up before clicking the internet logo. A window popped up on the screen. "Why weren't those names on the tapestry before?" Harry asked, "And why am I on there?"

Molly shrugged, "Maybe you posses something that the Death Eaters need."
"According to this," Apocalypse began," 'Celeste Roelle died in 8 years ago along with her adopted family in Mexico. The bodies were found in a cemetery in a small village just 2 miles south of the Arizonan border. They were murdered by a group of people who disagreed with her adoptive father's beliefs.

Señor Emilio Cortepo was the leader of a human rights group and strongly believed that all individuals were equal despite race, gender, and medical conditions."

"Ook," Harry said slowly.

"What do we do now? I mean, if she really is dead, the Death Eaters would be the only ones who could raise her from the dead," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Maybe, they were the ones who killed her so we wouldn't be able to contact her," Harry suggested.

"Maybe," Molly repeated.

"We should tell Dumbledore," Harry said determinedly.

"Harry, Coco wanted to see you," Apocalypse said.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Harry asked loudly.

"I, umm temporarily forgot," Apocalypse said lying a little bit. She hadn't really forgotten, she just didn't trust Harry.

"Talk to you later," Harry said quickly and ran down the stairs to the second floor where Coco was.

Ron stopped him on his way," What's going on Harry, you haven't talked to me, or Hermione ever since you got here," he said annoyed.

"Oh no, I talked to Hermione," Harry replied quickly and tried to get past Ron.

Ron blocked his way, "You still haven't told me hoe you got that burn on your face. C'mon, man, talk to me."

"I'll talk to you later, I need to go," Harry said still trying to get around Ron.

"Go where?"

Harry glanced at a clock, it was 10:00 pm. "Bed. I have to go to bed. I'm really tired Ron," he forced a yawn.

"You will talk to me tomorrow … right?" Ron asked hesitantly.

"Yeah tomorrow," Harry said still trying to get past Ron. Ron sighed and let Harry through. "Thanks," Harry said quickly and ran past Ron.

"For someone who is tired, you run pretty fast," Ron called. Harry waved good-bye and ran into Coco and his room. She was in her normal clothes and was putting the masquerade dress and mask in its box.

"You don't have to do that," Harry said and walked up to her.

"I'm leaving tomorrow," she answered sadly.