Locket, locket, who's got the locket?
Still thinking about an OOTP parody -- will wait to post until it's a little less spoilerific. In the meantime, here's a theory about the locket, due to be shot down in eight days:
MUNDUNGUS: You despise me, don't you?
ABERFORTH: Well, if I gave you any thought, I probably would.
MUNDUNGUS: But why? Oh, you object to the kind of business I do, huh? But think of all those poor artifacts that would rot in lonely old wizarding mansions if I didn't help them. Is that so parasitic?
ABERFORTH: I don't mind a parasite. I object to a cut-rate one.
[later]
MUNDUNGUS: (Takes a locket from his pocket and lays it on the table.) Look, Aberforth, do you know what this is? Something that even you have never seen. A Horcrux. You know, Aberforth, I have many a friend in Hogsmeade, but somehow, just because you despise me, you are the only one I trust. Will you keep it for me, please?
ABERFORTH: For how long?
MUNDUNGUS: Perhaps an hour, perhaps a little longer.
ABERFORTH: I don't want it here overnight.
MUNDUNGUS: Don't be afraid of that. Please keep it for me. Thank you. I knew I could trust you.
[much later]
FLEUR: I am moved to make one more suggestion - why, I do not know, because eet can not possibly profit me. But ‘ave you ‘eard about M’sieur Fletcher and ze Locket of Slyzerin?
HARRY: Something.
FLEUR: Zat locket was not found on M’sieur Fletcher when zey arrested ‘eem.
‘ARRY, I mean HARRY: (pause) Do you know where it is?
FLEUR: Not for sure, M’sieur. But I will venture a guess - zat M’sieur Fletcher left zat locket wiz M’sieur Aberforce Dumbledore at ze ‘Og’s ‘Ead.
HARRY: Aberforth… Dumbledore?
FLEUR: ‘E is a deeficult customer, zat Aberforce. One never knows what ‘e’ll do, or why. But eet eez worse a chance.