Harry, Raven and Luna arrived to the graveyard. Harry looked all around him and shivered at sight of so many graves.

"Raven, you are quite a sight for sore eyes." A very tall man was standing in front of them, his breathing very shallow.

"I come for business, not pleasure," Raven said.

"We want to check the grave of Marissa Corner," Luna said. "We have a signed authorization."

"Very well, I already have the casket inside my office," the man said. "Feel free to enter."

The man stared at Harry and grinned. "You gave me a lot of work seven years ago, Potter," he muttered.

"Er… you welcome," Harry said wearily as they entered the office.

"Maybe you ladies want to get out," the man said. "This is going to be a bit shocking."

"I'll stay," Raven said, but Luna walked to the door.

"I'll wait outside," she said in a very small voice.

Raven glanced at Harry and shrugged. "Let's do it."

The man opened the casket and Harry and Raven gasped. "Are you sure this is the coffin?" Raven breathed.

"I…" The man stared at the body inside the coffin in disbelief. An old man was lying there, completely bald and with dry blood in his clothes. He seemed to have been stabbed several times.

"Where's the Corner girl?" Harry asked.

Later

"Winston Navitek," Luna said as he handed Harry some files.

"A well known lunatic hermit," Raven read. "He spent all his time studying ishels."

"This is getting really fishy," Harry frowned as he read old newspapers. "Marissa sensed ishels, Navitek studied them. But something doesn't make sense. Why is Navitek on Marissa's coffin?"

"Harry." Hermione was standing in the door way, her hand in the shoulder of a harassed-looking young woman. She had long straight brown hair and her hazel eyes were filled with tears.

"I found her talking to herself in my floor," Hermione said shortly. "She seems to be looking for you."

"Where's my father?" the woman yelled at Hermione and drove out her wand. "Give him to me!"

Harry placed himself quickly in front of Hermione and drew out his wand. "Who is your father?"

"Winston Navitek! I know you have him!" The woman bellowed. Then she fell down in her knees and started crying.

Harry kneeled next to her and put his hand in her shoulder. "Your father is dead, Miss Navitek."

Navitek's daughter stared at Harry and suddenly hugged him. "Why, oh why? I shouldn't have let him alone! I left him alone with that house elf!"

"What?" Hermione blurted.

"Ditty! He's a bad, bad house elf! He's a…" The woman stopped and gazed blankly at Harry. "My name is Stephanie Navitek."

Luna, Raven, Harry and Hermione stared at Stephanie. She seemed very calm, and suddenly Raven pulled her by the arm so she could stand up.

"Ditty?" Raven said coldly.

"Ditty. Nice, nice, house elf. I have to go." And without any warning, Stephanie dissaparated.

"Barking mad," Raven spat.

"She seemed really…" Hermione said slowly.

"Insane?" Harry mused.

"This is getting weirder," Luna pointed. "Cho and Stephanie have both mentioned Ditty."

"Maybe we're facing a psychotic house elf," Raven said. "Wouldn't be the first time."

"Excuse me," Hermione said. "But house-elves…"

"I forgot you were here," Raven muttered coldly. "Anyway… Potter, what are we going to do?"

"Initiate a profound investigation," Harry said. "I want Luna, Neville and you working with me in this case."

"You're going to need me too," Hermione said in a small voice. "If you suspect a house-elf, that's my area."

"I guess so," Harry admitted.

"Aren't you too busy organizing your wedding?" Raven smirked.

Hermione just glared at her and left the room angrily. "Give her a break," Harry sighed.

"Sorry, I forgot you're World's number one defender," Raven said.

"Um…" Luna seemed uncomfortable. "I'll go tell Neville…you know." She left the room quickly.

"How come the man at the graveyard knows you so well?" Harry asked Raven.

"Old friends," Raven said. "I used to visit my parents' grave every week, but since I joined your lousy staff I haven't been there for a while."

"I'm sorry," Harry said softly. "I had no idea that you were…"

"An orphan?" Raven said coldly as she grabbed some parchments. "The only thing we have in common. Now, if you excuse me, I have work to do."

Raven walked out of the office, muttering under her breath and Harry felt that he liked her already.