Falling for Percy

The Escape

Grace was sitting on the floor of the dungeon, tapping her toe to a made up rhythm. She stopped suddenly when she heard different voices from upstairs. As soon as they came, they stopped and two figures were pushed down into the dungeon.

"Harry?" Grace perked up.

Harry turned around and his eyes widened, they quickly ran toward each other and hugged.

"Oh my god," Grace muttered. "You're alright... you're alright."

"Forget me... are you alright?" Harry asked.

"Yeah..." Grace scoffed, she looked up and saw Ron standing awkwardly. "Oh you're going to get it, Ronald."

Ron opened his arms for a hug but instead Grace slapped the upside of his head.

"You are such a moron, Ron," she said. "Do you have any ide-"

"Dobby?" Harry asked in astonishment.

Grace and Ron both turned to see a little elf standing on the ground.

"Master Weasley," Dobby smiled, Ron gave a little wave. "Miss Potter." 

"Grace is fine," Grace smiled.

"Hello Miss Grace," Dobby smiled.

Grace chuckled and shook Dobbys hand. Hermione was screaming in pain upstairs. Harry, with a look of fear in his eyes turned to Dobby.

"Dobby, take Grace, Mr Ollivander, Luna and the goblin," Harry said.

"To shell cottage," Ron added. "Trust me."

"I'm not going," Grace said.

"You have to," Harry said.

"I don't have to do anything," she crossed her arms.

"Grace I'm not-" Harry started.

"Youre not what?" She asked.

"I'm not losing you again!" He shouted.

"Oh Harry," she said. "You won't lose me again... I'll be alright."

Harry swallowed hard, closing his eyes.

"Alright take everyone but Grace," Harry said.

Grace smiled, messing up her brothers hair.

"I've got a plan... let's say we have a person on the inside," Grace said.