A/N: Good Morning to all of you. Hope you have a wonderful day.

Batbones- You were missed like by everyone. Everyone was asking about you at Nutrition. Don't know about lunch, cause I have 2nd, but you were missed by everyone.

krillball6- I said not to get your hopes up, but I never said things weren't going to get better (they really, really are). Um… I'm not going to say anything about the roses and flowers… cause this story is about to take a dramatic turn for the better.

superspunky7- Good morning. I will E-mail you Ch. 55: In the Setting Sun (lol) after I come home from shopping and talk to my grandma (who's coming home today).

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Next morning the news was all over the newspapers and reporters were piling in front of Jacqueline's house. In ten minutes she disposed of them, after taking a few pictures and answering a few questions. After a small snack, Jacqueline changed into black robes and Flooed to Diagon Alley. She was in need of a wand and in a half an hour she was back at the house.

She changed into pants and an old blouse. She took her wand and headed outside. She stood outside the estate and with a wave of her wand, the gates transformed into black polished bars. They snapped behind her as she proceeded to work on the entry garden. She began trimming the hedges, carefully controlling where she pointed her wand. The fountain was up and running in no time and the marble staircases were polished.

Jacqueline surveyed the work that took her only a half an hour. She headed to the back of the house and surveyed the half dried up garden. She started on the left and in an hour she had half of the garden cleaned up, replanted, and watered. Jacqueline stood in the beginning of a path and stared at a line of white rose bushes, in full bloom. She sighed and took a different path to the other side of the garden. And in another hour she had the right side of the garden restored.

She headed inside and went to change into different clothes, for these were dirty. When she came down the stairs in blue robes, she heard a knock on the door. She opened the door and there stood Hermione, Harry, and Ron. Jacqui's eyes darkened and she said, "May I help you?"

"We need to talk," said Hermione softly.

Jacqueline motioned for them to enter the house. The trio looked around them at the large entry and then at the paintings on the right.

"I'd invite you to sit down, but everything is as dirty as ever. Would you mind a walk in the garden?" said Jacqueline.

The trio nodded and followed Jacqui to the left hallway to the back. They entered the music room and Jacqueline mumbled to herself, "Need to remember to tune that piano." She then came outside and the four started walking.

"You came, so talk," said Jacqueline coolly.

"We came to apologize," said Hermione softly.

Jacqui smirked, but didn't say anything.

"We were wrong about you and hope you can find it in your heart to forgive us. We never thought that you had to go through so much," said Hermione.

"And what? You thought that that would be a sufficient apology. Of course you didn't know! No one, but one person did. You think that now that you understand me you can hope for life to return to normal. Oh, no. You pity me and that is not something I need."

"I said it was wrong to come here," said Harry.

"Well, Potter you thought right. Maybe there's hope for you yet."

"How can you speak like that?" asked Hermione and Ron simultaneously.

"You Gryffindors are more alike than I thought," smirked Jacqueline.

"You are a Gryffindor too," said Ron.

"Didn't you hear me yesterday? I belonged in Slytherin. What would I be doing in Gryffindor?"

"Oh, yeah, I forgot, Your Majesty, that you are a descendant of Salazar Slytherin," said Harry with sarcasm.

"Why did you …." Jacqueline stopped and realized that with one more step she would've stepped onto the path of the white roses.

The trio studied the situation and realized that they were looking at a very disorderly lane. This was the only lane Jacqueline didn't touch and all the bushes were untrimmed and the path was without a shape.

"I think we'll go," said Hermione and tried to Apparate.

"Can't Apparate here," said Jacqueline.

She escorted them out of her house and shut the door with a small slam. She proceed to clean the house, her mood the darkest thing in each room. Towards the end of the day, every window was washed, all floors polished, all rooms aired out, and all furniture restored. Each vase had a fresh bouquet of flowers and Jacqueline was content with herself. She ate dinner alone at the large table in the dining room.

The next morning, she entered her father's office and took a seat behind the desk. To her surprise, the desk was now filled with different papers and a note rested on top them. She picked it up and read, INCOME. A different pile was categorized, EXPENSES, and a third, DEBTS. Jacqueline looked through the income pile and became familiar with some of the businesses her father had and some of the partnerships.

Auror Department

Partners: Travis Riddle and Cornelius Fudge

Enhancement of Schools

Partners: Travis Riddle, Lucius Malfoy, Albus Dumbledore, Cornelius Fudge

The Muggle Defense Corporation.

Partners: Travis Riddle, Lucius Malfoy, Arthur Weasley, Cornelius Fudge.

And on… and on…

The expenses she disregarded and moved on to a very small pile of debts.

To Cornelius Fudge I owe 200 galleons. A description followed and a signature.

A trip to Fudge…wonderful. thought Jacqueline.

To Gregory Stratton I owe 1,000 galleons. More description followed and another signature.

My father obviously had lots of money, so why does he owe it? Jacqueline couldn't understand and decided to pay those off as soon as possible. After a quick breakfast, where she familiarized herself with the partnerships, she dressed into black robes and took some paperwork with her. She Apparated to a small house. She knocked on the door and Rosalin opened it.

"May I please speak to your father?" said Jacqueline.

Rosalin invited her in and Jacqueline saw Harry staring at her from the living room. She was soon helped to an office. She took care of her business quickly.

"Thank you, Ms. Riddle," said Gregory Stratton.

Jacqueline smiled and shook hands with him. "May I hope that we will meet again?"

Gregory nodded and watched as she Apparated away.

Her next stop was the ministry where she quickly took care of that debt. She Apparated to Hogsmeade and went to the Three Broomsticks for lunch. She then headed for Weasleys' Whizarding Wheezes.

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"She is the wealthiest witch in the whole world. Of course we want her as an investor," said George.

"I know, but no one treats our family the way she did," argued Fred.

"Has that head gotten thicker than mine?" and George knocked on his brother's forehead.

"Fine, let's see how this goes then," mumbled Fred.

They returned to the office and said, "Fred and I,"

"Have decided,"

"To agree to this partnership."

Jacqueline smiled and the three began talking of a new plan to promote the twin's company.

"Hope to see you,"

"really soon," as a smiling Fred and George shook hands with Jacqueline.

Jacqueline decided to go to a bookstore to find one of Fred and George's published works on candy making. She was looking at a display of some books when she saw what she was looking for. She took a copy off the shelf and then turned around to go pay for it. Instead she walked into someone and in turn she lost her footing.

She took the hand of the stranger and stood up.

"Sorry, thank…" she stopped short as her eyes fell onto Draco Malfoy. Both stared at each other. There was a moment of awkwardness and then Jacqueline said, "Thanks for helping me up… err… I got to go pay for this." With that she headed for the counter. Before reaching her destination, she felt something take hold of her elbow and hold her back. She looked back and once again saw Draco.

"Happy to hear of your freedom," came out of his mouth.

"Thank you," said Jacqueline, not able to look him in the eyes.

Silence.

"Would you like to go to lunch with me tomorrow?" asked Draco, looking at her.

Jacqueline finally looked at him and smiled, "I'd love to."