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Via101: Again, I want to thank you for reviewing, I have one faithful reader tears up and has wave hand to calm myself down i am just so happy. Any ways, in reguards to the review, harry has no where to go because the trio lived in the House of Black, and so when Ron and Hermione left that is where they went. And as far as them leaving, there is absoltly no plot behind that, i simply didn't want them in the story. Also, you are right about Rosie being related to a founder, but I'm pretty sure that your not thinking of the right one, but you'll find out later. Last, and because it's Malfoy, the least, you will find out next chapter why he was chasing her, but again, it's probably not what you think. Your pretty smart though, you'll figure it out.
Wow, that was long. I think I'll start sending those nifty little email things instead of putting that stuff in the chapter. Anyways, sorry it took so long to update, but I did update and thats all that matters. Hopefully you all like it. It will get better, i hope. I know that it's still sort of lame. With school starting soon, I'm not sure how soon the next update will be. But one thing I can say is that the more reviews I get, the more motivated I will be to update. And so the moral of the story is: Please R&R. Thank you and enjoy.
Chapter 3
Rosie handed me the cup. I could see the Hufflepuff crest on it, and turning it to the other side I found the Hogwarts crest as well. I turned the goblet upside down and saw that Helga Hufflepuff's signature had been magicly inscribed into the bottom.
Suddenly I was very happy to have been attacked and saved by Rosie, and all thoughts of leaving flew from my head. If she had this Horcrux, then maybe, just maybe, if I was lucky, she might know where the others were. But that was highly unlikely, and hey, why get ahead of our selves, at least I've finally found one.
"Harry...hello, earth to Harry...are you in there." Rosie said, interrupting my thought process, while waving her hand in front of my face.
"Ya, ya, Rosie, I'm here. Listen, where exactly did you get this cup again?"
"Like I said before, I inherited it when I turned 18. I don't understand why your so taken with it though, I mean I know that it's quite nice to look at but, really all it is, is a cup, it not as though it going to do any tricks or anything. Now, about that glass of water..."
"Umm...I don't think that I'm very thirsty any more." I mumbled, as I walked into the living room, still staring at the cup.
"But I thought that you were leaving, not that I'm saying that I want you to leave or any thing, it's just that you said that you wanted to get going."
"Actually Rosie, can I stay here a couple days longer."
"Well, sure I suppose, But won't your family be worried about were you are, I'm sure that they probably are already."
"I don't have any family, so that's not really anything to worry about."
"Oh, Harry I'm so sorry to hear that."
"Really, Rosie it's no big deal."
"No I shouldn't have brought it up, but if it makes you feel any better, I do know how you feel. My uncle died when I was 16. He was my last living relative."
How the hell is that going to make me feel any better, I thought at first, but then another thought came to me. If she was close enough to this uncle, maybe he was the one who found the goblet. It couldn't have been a coincidence, because Voldimort would have hidden something so important to his existence, it wouldn't have been in a place to be bought and sold and traded. He had been looking for it. Which would make him a wizard. Yea that makes since, he wouldn't know or care if he was a muggle. And since he did know about it, that might mean that he was way, way up in voldimorts ranks, since only dumbledor, that R.A.B dude, me, and voldimort himself know about it. And since dumbledor's 6 feet under, and as far as I know voldimort doesn't have any living family, that would leave only...R.A.B! And then it came to me.
"Rosie, what did you say your name was again?"
"Ummm...it's Rosie, you just said it." she replied look at me weirdly, probably for my sudden odd change of subject, as far as verbal conversation went.
"No, not your first name, you last name and such." I said in an anxious tone, running my hand through my hair.
"Yea, I know. I was just playin' with ya. My full name is Rose Aleaha Black. Why?"
Yes. I had found the R.A.B. It wasn't her uncle, it was her, and she didn't even know it, because if she had I would have been up against the wall, with a wand to my throat, when I had asked about the cup.
"Rosie, you wouldn't by any chance have an old silver locket with a snake and an S on it, would you?" I asked hopefully.
"Yea, I do. But how could you figure that out from what my name was?" She said, giving me a look of mixed awe and
suspicion." Harry, is there something going on here that you're not telling me, because if there is, then I want to know about it."
I simply shrugged my shoulders in reply, not really knowing what else to do. She obviously had no clue that she was caught up in the middle of a deadly war.
"Are you going to answer my question Harry?"
"May I please see the locket?"
"Not until you answer my question." She demanded, starting to get cross with me.
"Fine. The answer is yes, there is something I'm not telling you. But I would really appreciate it if you'd let me see the locket right now."
"Whatever," She said reaching under her pajama top for the locket, and then behind her neck to unhook it."It would be nice if you would tell me what's going on, but to be honest, I really don't care. I'm just gonna go get dressed." And with that she handed me the second Horcrux and walked in to her bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
My goodness, was I lucky or what, not only did she have two Horcurxes, but she had no worries about who she let see them. However, I also knew that Rosie was currently quite pissed off at me for not telling her what was going on, and so she might not be as open to things in the future. Laying the locket down next to the cup, I decided that when she came back in, that I would tell her about the whole situation. I could only hope that since she was willing to betray Voldemort, that she would be willing to compromise with me.
Half an hour of waiting later she came out, all dressed and ready to go.
"Hey, Rosie?"
"Ya, what do you want this time, Harry"
"Actually, I wanted to apologize for earlier, you know, not telling you what's going on and all. And I guess if you really want to know then I can tell you."
"Thanks, Harry. Really, but the explanation will just have to wait for later because I've got to get to my temp job or I'm gonna be late. There is money on the counter if you need anything and my cell phone number is there as well. I'll be back at about quarter after 6 with some take out or something, and then we can talk. Alright?"
"Uhhh...Ya, that'll be fine. I'll see you later then, I guess."
"Yep, bye Harry."
"Bye, Rosie."
And with that she walked out of the apartment, shutting the door behind her.
