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CHAPTER 5

You'll Never Guess

"Harry? Really?" Pierre stepped into the coversation, curiously. "What for?"

"Over the summer two dementors-"

"Oh yeah! I remember my dad getting a letter from...i think you refer to him as padfoot, but my dad got a brief small letter," Desiree quickly said, cutting off Fred. "Sorry Fred," she added.

"Well, two dementors came and attacked Harry and his muggle cousin and no one believes him. The Prophet has been scuffling dirt on him that doesn't fit. Sayin' things that aren't true. Dumbledore and "Padfoot" say its because he is scared to admit or beleive the truth, even when its right under his nose."

Desiree shook her head and looked off in the sky. "Fudge has gone mad...he cannot be trusted anymore," she said in a trance-like voice.

"FRED!! GEORGE!! WHERE ARE YOU???" a voice called out from inside the shop across the way. A small, plump red haired woman stood in the doorway, looking around until her eyes finally found the twins. "Where have you been? Really, you think now that you're old enough you would..." her eyes moved from them to Desiree and Pierre. "Sorry, i am Molly Weasly, their mother. And you are?"

"Je m'appelle Pierre, chère dame," Pierre swooped down and kissed her hand. Mrs. Weasly blushed.

Desiree managed to twist her moth to a shy smile. She curtsied flawlessly and said "Desiree Adele Orane Malfoy," Mrs. Weasly looked confused. "Is my formal name," Desiree added with an unsure smile. She looked at the twins for help.

"Desiree, Mom," they added in unison.

"Oh, well pleased to know that you know everybody, i remember all my boys coming home for winter break from school talking about you, Desiree." Mrs. Weasly replied with a large friendly smile and great sense of humor.

"I better get going," Desiree said as she was walking with her head turned and grabbing Pierre's arm. "Lets go," she mumbled to him as she dragged him away. He waved as she pulled his sleeve.

Behind them, Molly Weasly was questioning her boys about Desiree. After several questions, the twins have had enough and start walk away. "Wait! Be careful, she IS a Malfoy," she added caringly.

Desiree and Pierre finished at Diagon alley and hurried back to the Ministry. They walked to Aldaric's office to find memos and papers zooming through the air.

"Dad, i think we agreed on no work today...," Desiree said as she was walking in, doing her best to avoid the papers.

”I know, I know Des, but i am swamped. You will never guess who's trial it was," he addedas he looked up and pulled off his thick, black rimmed glassess.

"It was Harry Potter's i know...the Weasly twins told me. How did he look?"

"Well, he looked awful...pale, shaking, thin, and weak. Like he had the life sucked out of him." Desiree shirked back and sat in the corner chair.

After silence between all three, Pierre spoke up and said, "Who favored his side?

"More than half of us, he will be going to Hogwarts this year. Along with you two."