Isabelle's 6th Year! Gracey and Belle have been into lots of missions during the summer. Belle hasn't got the answer to Draco's question. Does she still love him? And about Draco, he's been....you know...all mysteries. Belle has offered a mission to...
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It was already morning, and I decided to read the final chapter of the Mocking Jay.
Since I'm alone. I quickly pulled out Dad's note that he gave me yesterday.
Belle, This mission is for you only. Kris and Stephen overheard that Draco Malfoy has become a Death Eater. Sorry to burst out your bubble.
Your mission is to follow him, every move. Try to convince him not to do anything for the Dark Lord. I know you love him, but....make sure he doesn't do anything horrible.
If this mission fails...we don't blame you.
Dad
Draco? A Death Eater?! I thought.
I sighed and started to play with my necklace.
What's going to happen between us?
I continued to read my book, but the thing is....I'm starting to have this worry in my stomach.
Gracey's POV - Night It was already dark outside and we're going to see Fred and George.
I grabbed a book, and was about to head to my bedroom until I noticed...
"Hedwig?" I put my book down and starting to wonder how did Harry got here.
"Mrs. Weasley!"
She came to the stairs. "Gracey, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Molly?" "Sorry, Molly. But I was only wondering when Harry got here." I said.
"Harry? Harry who?" asked Mum. "Seriously, Molly. Harry Potter." I replied. "I think I'd know if Harry Potter was in my house, wouldn't I?" she said. "His trunk's in the kitchen, and his owl." I said. "No dear, I seriously doubt that." she said.
Hedwig chirp again. Then I heard footsteps.
"Harry? Did someone say "Harry?" asked Ron. "Me, nosy. Is he up there with you?"' I asked. "Of course not. I'd know if my best friend was in my room, wouldn't I?" he said.
Hedwig chirp again. I heard footsteps again.
"Is that an owl, I heard?" asked Hermione.
"You haven't seen him, have you?" I asked.
"Probably, he wandering about the house." said Belle. Then the door suddenly opened.
"Harry!" I ran to the door and saw him there. I smiled and hugged him. He hugged me back.
We pulled away and it started to get a little awkward.
Then Hermione hugged him. Then Ron, Then Belle and then Molly.
"What a lovely surprise!" said Molly. "Why didn't you let us know you were coming?" she asked.
"I didn't know. Dumbledore." he said.
"Oh, that man. But then, what would we do without him?" she said. I saw Ron pointing at Hermione's lips.
"Got a bit of toothpaste." he said. Hermione smiled and wiped it off.
Belle and I giggled.
We took Harry's stuff into Ron's room.
Harry had the Daily Prophet, he was burning it in mid-air.
"So when did you get here?' Harry asked Hermione.
"A few days ago. Though for a while, I wasn't sure I was coming." she replied.
"Mum sort of lost it last week. Said Ginny and I had no business going back to Hogwarts. She said that it's too dangerous." said Ron.
"Oh, come on." Harry complained. "She's not alone. Even my parents, and they're Muggles, knew something bad's happening." said Hermione.
"Anyway, Dad stepped in, told her she was being barmy...and it took a few days, but she came around." said Ron.
Harry nodded and turned to me and Belle.
"What about you guys?" he asked. "Well, we got here yesterday morning, my clan did say it's dangerous to go back, but Gracey and I finally convinced them." Belle explained.
"This is Hogwarts we're talking about. It's Dumbledore. What could be safer?" he asked.
"There's been a lot of talk recently that...Dumbledore's got a bit old." said Hermione.
"Rubbish! Well, he's only...What is he?" asked Harry while looking at Ron.
"150? Give or take a few years." Ron joked.
I snickered. We laughed and laughed. I stopped.
Isabelle's POV We kept on laughing about Dumbledore's age. I wonder how old is he?
"By the way, Gracey. How's living with Belle's Clan?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, it was brilliant. The palace was amazing and all the boys are so handsome!" Gracey squealed.
I sighed. "She loved it. Kris and Stephen have been hanging with her a lot."
Ron chuckled. "Or is it because they're handsome."
Gracey glared at him. "Not likely, Ron. There's girls too, you know." she said.
"Really? Like any other girl that I could imagine." said Ron.
"Hey! Girls in my clan are intelligent. Every girl in my clan stays with with lover, always." I said.
"Belle's actually right. Tiffany, which is Josh's girlfriend, they've been dating since a year. And their relationship is very strong. I wish I had that." said Gracey.
"But, didn't Belle have that before?" Harry asked. They suddenly turned to me. "What?" I asked them.
"Your relationship between you and Malfoy." Harry replied. I tensed at that. I don't know what's going on between us anymore.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have ask that." Harry apologized. "No, Harry. It's all right. You didn't do anything wrong." I said.
We decided to go to bed, but I didn't.
Gracey, Hermione, and Ginny are fast asleep, but me. I sat up and pulled my knees to my chest.
Just thinking about Draco...all the time.
I felt my tears are about to fall, so I buried my face between my knees and cried, softly.
Gracey's POV I heard a soft cry beside me. I slightly turned and it was Belle who was crying. Poor Belle. I thought.
She started to lay down and cried herself to sleep. I sighed and looked at the ceiling.
Belle and Draco are lucky to be in love. or should I say 'Forbidden Love' but what about me?
