After that they were in McGonagall's office.

"You're sure Katie didn't have this in her position when she entered the Three Broomsticks?"

"It's like I said, she left to to the bathroom. When she came back she had the bag. She said it was important that she deliver."

"Did she say to whom?"

"Professor Dumbledore."

"Very well. Thank you, Leanne. You may go."

When she left McGonagall looked at Harry, Ron, Tracey and Hermione.

"Why is it, that it's always you four?"

"Believe me, Professor, I've been asking myself the same question for six years. Ron said.

Then Snape was passing by.

"Oh Severus!"

He picked up the necklace with his wand.

"What do you think?"

"I think, Ms. Bell, is lucky to be alive." he said lifting it up with his wand.

"She was cursed wasn't it? I know Katie, off the quidditch pitch. She wouldn't hurt a fly. If she was delivering that to Professor Dumbledore, she wasn't doing it knowingly." Harry said.

"Yes Mr. Potter, she was cursed."

Tracey looked at Harry.

"It was Malfoy." Tracey said.

"That is a very accusation Ms. Potter." McGonagall said.

"Indeed. Your evidence?" Snape asked starring at her in the eyes.

He knew Harry was both an occlumence and a legilimance. But didn't know Tracey was an occlumency.

She keeps her mind locked during school and Order meetings so he doesn't see anything.

He stood there in shock for a few seconds then went back to his old self.

'Potter must have taught her during school. Probably last year after his connection with the Dark Lord beginning. He is a very protective older brother.' he thought.

"You "just" know. Once again, you're astonished with your gifts, Potters. Gifts mere mortals can only dream of possessing. How grand it must be to be the Chosen One." he said.

The last two words he looked at Harry.

"I suggest you go back to your dormitories. All of you." McGonagall said.

Later that night Harry and Ron were in the boys dormitory in bed.

"What do you suppose Dean thinks about her- Ginny? He's brilliant." Ron asked.

"You called him a slick dick five hours ago." Harry said.

"Yeah, well he was running his hands all over her. Wasn't he? Something snaps. You've got to hate him, you know? Old printable."

"I suppose."

"What do you think about her?"

"I don't know. She's smart, fun, attractive."

"Attractive?"

"You know, she has nice skin."

"Skin? You're saying Dean likes her because of her skin? For blood you mean?"

"I'm just saying, it could be a contributing factor."

Ron laid there in thought.

"Hermione has good skin."

"I suppose yeah."

"Very nice."

"I think I'm going to sleep now." Harry said and put the book down.