Harry laughed, then looked uncomfortably at Rhia. "Is she serious?" Rhia chuckled hollowly. "Morgan's not kidding. BTW, u did ask me to dance." Harry blushed, and shrugged, out of habbit glancing over to c Cho Chang who was dancing with a strange boy with blonde hair. "Come on!" Rhia grabbed his arm and dragged him away.
"Destroyed? What sources?" Fudge demanded
sources? That one girl...Rhia or something......
"My sources wished to remain anonymous, Mr.Fudge." Maik replied. "The letter has been destroyed. I have no case, Mr.Fudge."
Fudge seemed dissapointed, but he couldn't argue. "Very well, but at least bring in the son and the daughter for questioning. See if they had anything to do with the letter being destroyed."
"He wants us to bo BACK to Hogwarts?" Elrohir said in disbelief "We just left!"
Maik finished putting her signature on a piece of parchment and muttered something nasty. She put a glob of blue wax on the parchment to seal it shut, then pressed her ring into it, leaving the imprint of a dragon. "This is such a waste of my evening."
They left the ministry and took the portkey back to Hogwarts to begin their search for the two Huberts.
Rhia pulled Harry across the floor, trying to make him dance. Morgan, Andrew, Hermione, and Ron were all laughing helplessly, seeing the look on everyone's faces as the waltzed past. Ron ran over, clutching his sides with mirth. "Harry, mate, just dance! it won't kill u!" "Well, Ron, I think Hermione's waiting, then. Let us use u as our test subject." Rhia pointed out bitterly. Morgan nodded. "Yeah, Ron, do as u said." Hermione poked the blushing Weasley in the stomache. "What's the matter, Ron? afraid of the dance floor?" She asked innocently.Ron blushed furiously, then detirmined to prove her wrong, grabbed Hermione, and danced. This time, Morgan, Rhia, Harry, and Andrew were laughing.
Elrohir poked Maik in the ribs as they surveryed the dance floor. "So..which ones are them?"
Maik shrugged and looked around "I"m assuming they look like their parents, Elrohir. Just find them that way."
"Don't they have NAMES?" Elrohir whispered.
Maik pulled a parchment from her pocket and scanned it. "I think the daughter's name is.. Sonia. And the boy is named.." she paused for a moment. "Descartes."