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Chapter 8

The Party

(Are ya'll ready?)

"Ron, are you going to that Ministry party?" Harry asked him during breakfast that Sunday.

"The one on Tuesday?" Ron questioned.

"Yeah, that one." Hermione answered.

"Nope, can't the ministry's got me working that day."

Wow, I didn't think they could make anyone work that night." Hermione commented.

"Well, there making me work." Ron said.

"Is Ginny going?" Harry asked Hermione.

"Yeah, Draco is too,"

"Are you guys going?" Ron asked the couple.

"Yeah, hopefully it will be fun."

It was a very dark, dry night; there was not one cloud in the sky. It was Tuesday, the night of the Ministry party. Harry and Hermione drove to the hotel where the party was held.

The hotel was huge; it had at least twenty floors. To enter, they had to walk through a spiny door (AN-What are those called, it blew my mind.), made out of glass with a gold frame. Harry and Hermione were in aw when they entered. A huge fountain was placed in the center. To the right of the entrance were many chairs, with chandeliers above them. The service desk was way on the other side of the room. The carpet was made with of a satin type material, with the color red. Harry and Hermione adventured around the hotel for a while before finally finding the Ministry workers.

Harry and Hermione found Draco and Ginny, and chatted with them for a while. In about a half an hour, the real party started. A middle aged witch stepped into the center of the room, facing them all. She was not too tall, but not too short. She had blonde hair and looked like she was very high up in the Ministry.

"Attention, Attention," She said. Everyone seemed to quiet down. "Thank you all for coming out tonight. We really appreciate all the hard work you guys have served for the Ministry over the past week. This is how the Ministry has decided to show their gratitude, by throwing a huge party. Now to start this party off, we will play a murder game, where the winner will get these, two season tickets to Quidditch games.

"This game is a little different than the rest. Everyone will first start off being detectives looking for these." The witch held up a small red envelope. "This contains clues on the murder, or what you're role might be. One of you guys will be the murderer, and another will be the victim. Others will be detectives, witnesses and suspects."

"Will the victim get hurt?" someone from inside the crowd asked.

"No, definitely not," She answered. "The ministry made sure this game was completely safe. The murderer of this game will find a fake wand that will not work. Now when you're looking, don't travel in groups, travel alone, as this is an independent, all for yourself game. These clues wont be hidden anyone in the hotel besides outside and this floor. Everyone understand?" A loud yes was rung all throughout the crowd." Then let's get started."

There was a round of applause and then the crowd broke apart. Harry and Hermione, Ginny and Draco stayed behind to talk about they were going to look. After, they each split apart and left in different directions.

Harry went outside, in the back of the hotel. Outside was very nice, especially the weather, it was just right. He walked outside and entered a huge gazebo. It had plants and bushes formed all in the walkway, which was made out of bricks. A little way down, there was a wooden archway, with leaves all around it. Harry first looked in the plants, nothing. It took him a half an hour to search them, just to find out there was nothing in them.

Harry walked towards the archway. When he was right under it, he found a lose prick, and picked it up, hoping there was a red envelope under it-and there was. He was very eager to open it. He did and quickly read through it. It read "Even though you feel low, keep your head held high."

Harry had a feeling that this clue was telling him to look up. He did, and ruffled a few leaves, and found another red envelope. He quickly grabbed it. This clue was a little shorter than the last. It said "You are the Victim."

Ginny was also outside, on the left side of the hotel. She looked high and low, and found nothing. Just like Harry, she was eager to find a clue. She had an idea that most of the clues would be outside. Unfortunately she had found absolutely no red envelopes, or clues that would lead her to them. She decided to give up her quests and go back inside. She stepped inside the door that would lead her back inside. In her few seconds of being in there, she started at the door. She noticed a glint of red. She jumped up, not completely able to reach it from arm length, and grabbed it. Ginny walked out the door, into the hotel, while opening the envelope that she had just discovered. The clue was, "Where all bats live, is where the start of the action is."

Ginny knew exactly what this clue meant, and where it was telling there to go. She ran back outside and into a cave that she had spotter earlier. The cave was pitch black and Ginny had to use the Lumos charm to be able to see. There was a very weird shadow up ahead of her, and she decided to go check it out. As she got closer, she figured out what it was, a coffin. She knew there had to be a clue inside of it, but she was afraid to open it, not sure of what the contents inside were.

Overcoming her fear and showing her bravery, she opened it, curiosity getting the better of her. Instead of a dead body, or an Inferi, the coffin was empty, well almost. There were exactly two things inside of it, a wand and a clue. She picked up the clue and read it.

"You are the murderer. In the Gazebo is where it all happens."

Ginny threw the clue back into the coffin, not wanting to be the murderer. She turned to leave, but felt her feet stick to the ground. She looked down, and got completely freaked out-blood. She ran out of the cave, as fast as she could.

"Hey, Harry, wait up," Arthur Weasley screamed, walking as fast as he could trying to catch up.

"Hey Mr. Weasley, I didn't even knew you were hear" Harry said, still outside, in the gazebo, under the archway.

"Well, the Ministry made me come. Look, Harry we need to talk." Mr. Weasley said. He checked around to make sure no one was listening, but there wasn't another soul outside. He put a hand on Harry's shoulder and took a step forward. "My cell phone got interrupted again, today, a few minutes ago."

Harry felt some anger rise in him; this was the least thing he wanted to talk about now, work.

"Look, Harry, I think I know who the murderer wants to kill-you." He said his voice filled with seriousness.

"Mr. Weasley, why would someone want to kill me?"

AN- Well, the last chapter for quite a little while, as school is starting very soon, along with a lot of other things. Hopefully you have enjoyed the story so far, and will stay tuned for the rest. Review, Please.