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The Grindelwald Legacy	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 7559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.

The Grindelwald Legacy

Chapter 34

�I got a letter, who from?�

�Well unless you open it, we�re not going to find out.� Hetty replied, passing the envelope to Lucy once the beautiful snowy owl was shooed from the kitchen.
�Aw gran that owl was lovely, don�t be so mean.� Lucy said from the kitchen door as she watched it take flight.
�Lovely or not, they crap on the windowsills and I hate it. Now open the letter.�

The two witches sat at the kitchen table while Lucy opened her letter.
�It�s from Hermione and Ginny, they�re off to Diagon Alley tomorrow and want to know if I can meet with them. Can I?�

�What for, you already have everything you need.�
�I know but� go on gran. Think about it, a whole day without me under your feet.�
�I happen to like you under my feet.�

�I know, and I like being under them, but it�s Sunday tomorrow, and I won�t get to see them at that house again, the Headmaster made that perfectly clear. Besides, come Monday I�ll be too busy trying to learn potions or transfigwhatsits, as well as trying to find out what I need to do to get my normal schoolwork up to scratch. Please gran, it�s just one day, and we have the phones so you can check up on me any time you want.�
Hetty sighed. �Fine. Go ahead, but I want all this clutter away tonight. I will not have my living room looking like a muggle alley doss yard. You will clear up all these boxes and lumps of� what is this stuff?�

Lucy laughed. �It�s polystyrene gran, and I�ll take all the rubbish out back and burn it right now. Then I�ll take my things up to my room.� She quickly penned a reply and ran into the yard where thankfully, Hedwig was waiting for her in Maxi�s kennel, happily eating from the dogs bowl.

�Here you are boy� girl, err� owl. And mind my fingers.� Lucy gingerly passed the scrap of paper to the waiting owl, then watched, smiling, as she soared up into the skies.
�Ooh!� Hetty jumped when the little black plastic box vibrated in her pocket, then proceeded to play some tune she never heard before. �Lucy Grindelwald you stop that right now.� She said to the girl stood just inside the back door with a mischievous grin upon her face.
�Gran will you teach me how to apparate.�
�No, that�s is something that must be taught by a Ministry approved official. You also have to be seventeen before you�re allowed your licence.�

�What? Why?�
�Because that is the law. Come on, you�re supposed to be putting your things away, I want my living room back.�
�So how am I meant to get to Diagon Alley tomorrow?� Lucy asked as she started packing away her things.
�You can floo from here to the Leaky Cauldron. I�ll pick you up from Headquarters in the evening.�
When Lucy tumbled from the Leaky Cauldron�s floo at ten o�clock the following morning, Ron and Harry were waiting for her.

�Oof.� Was Ron�s comment, since he was the one unfortunate enough to be standing right in front of the fireplace when she emerged.
�I hate that damned floo thing.� She grumbled as Harry helped her to her feet, followed by a wheezing Ron. �Sorry Ron, you okay?�
The two boys led her through the back yard and into the Alley itself, where Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs Weasley were waiting patiently for them.
�Oh my goodness look at the state of you.� Mrs Weasley said, pulling a clothes brush from her large carpet bag and attempting to brush the worst of the soot from Lucy�s clothes.
�It�s alright Mrs Weasley, Mr Dumbledore taught me a spell to get rid of the muck when I fell out of his fireplace. �Nunc mundus.� (Now clean) Lucy intoned, wafting her wand over her head.
Mrs Weasley gave her a slightly disproving glance. �Your grandmother did tell you you�re not supposed to perform magic outside of school I suppose.�

�She mentioned something about it, but it�s silly. What�s the point in learning something we aren�t allowed to use?� Lucy argued.
While Harry, Ron, and Ginny agreed wholeheartedly, Hermione and Mrs Weasley did not, and were both quick to point out all the reasons why underage magic was restricted.
Not that Lucy and the others took any notice. Lucy was too busy looking in the shop windows, Ron and Harry were taken by the latest developments in the quiddich supply shop, and Ginny wanted to hurry up and get their school supplies so they could head to Fred and George�s shop, Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes.�

Happy to browse as Molly dragged them from shop to shop, Lucy was about to pull a small book from one of the shelves in Flourish & Bott�s when a flash of pale blonde hair caught her attention and she turned to find a rather handsome young man standing slightly behind her, clearly getting an eyeful of her behind. She turned before he had the chance to avert his eyes and was instantly taken by his looks. �Hi.� She said, meeting the cool, grey eyes. �Lucy.� She said, holding out a hand.
Draco Malfoy appraised the extremely attractive witch before him. �Pretty.� He thought, but the way she held her hand out to shake in an entirely muggle gesture was enough to make him curl his lip in distain. �Out of my way Mudblood.� He snarled, pushing her aside and walking past her.
�What?� Lucy asked in a rather high pitched voice. �Who the hell do you think you�re talking to you little ponce? And what�s a muckblood?�
Draco stopped in his tracks. �Had the chit dared to retort?� �The word is Mudblood, and it refers to lowborn losers like yourself. How dare you address me.� He washed his cold gaze over her once again.
�Fuck you.� Lucy yelled at him. This time she pushed him aside as she flounced down the aisle, a furious expression on her face. Unfortunately she was so angry she didn�t notice the larger figure that blocked the end of the aisle until she walked into it.
�Having problems Draco?�
�Ouch. Sorry.� Lucy said absently, attempting to sidestep Lucius Malfoy without actually looking at him. She was too annoyed with the brat behind her to notice what the older wizard said, never mind how much like the younger one he looked.
�Nothing I can�t handle father. Just another dirty Mudblood thinking she has a right to breath the same air as the rest of us.�
Lucy did however hear that remark, and it was then she stepped back a little and took note of the similarities between the two wizards. She also noticed how they seemed to be closing in on her, hemming her in.

�Look, I don�t know what your problem is, but all I did was say hi, you were the one who started with the verbal. Excuse me.� She said to the older wizard, once again trying to make her way from the aisle.
�I think not.� Lucius Malfoy said, his own eyes now washing over her, much colder even than those of his sons. �I find your choice of greeting to my son rather coarse Miss� � He looked back at Draco. �A Mudblood you say.�

Draco nodded.
�Will you stop calling me that, it sounds horrible. Now get out of my way.� Lucy demanded.
�Certainly Miss� ? I�m afraid I did not catch your name.� Lucius said, not quite moving enough that she could squeeze past.
�That�s because I didn�t give it. Now you either get out of my face or I�ll make you.�

�Oh dear, is that a threat?� Lucius asked, his face taking on a more darker mien. �If so, I would strongly advise you to rescind your words.�
Lucy turned to the older wizard, who at present stood a good head and shoulders taller than her, and gulped. �Shit.� Well she wasn�t about to be cowed by a couple of toffs. This was a public place, what could they do? �No it wasn�t a threat, it was a promise. Look, I don�t want any bother, but if you don�t leave me alone I�ll make sure I give as good as I get.�
Her eyes widened as the older wizard raised an ornate cane and pressed it against her cheek, a silver snakes head adorning the tip.
She batted it away, her expression furious.
�Lucius, what a surprise. Draco, Miss Grindelwald.�

All three turned to see the stoic countenance of Severus Snape entering the aisle. Lucius and Draco both raised their eyebrows as Severus addressed Lucy.
�Grindelwald?� Lucius turned his attention back to Lucy, who was now quickly making her way towards the Potions Master.
�Professor Snape, what a relief. These two were� �

�I believe your friends are searching for you Miss Grindelwald, it is not polite to keep ones acquaintances waiting.� Severus said with a warning look.
�Yes but they� �
�Goodbye Miss Grindelwald.� He put in.
Lucy scowled, but took the hint and stalked off, shooting a daggers glance back at the younger blonde wizard and throwing him the finger before turning out of sight.
She set about telling the others about her encounter as soon as they exited the shop. �Snape wouldn�t even let me explain. Ooh, I was so mad. What�s a Mudblood anyway?�
�It�s a derogatory term for witches and wizards born to muggle parents.� Harry told her.
�Well it stinks. Who the hell do they think they are anyway. I�m telling you, if that little fart shows his face at Hogwarts, he better not get in my way.�
Ron and Harry grinned. As far as they were concerned, anyone who disliked the Malfoy�s was okay in their book.

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