Disclaimer: So guys, I'm Jo- no, actually I'm not, sorry to disappoint. Harry Potter belongs to the ever so wonderful, JK Rowling. I've only added a few characters.

A/N: Hello everyone, this is my first fan fic, so a review with any tips or ideas would be much appreciated. Also, I know I'm not the best writer, but I'm trying my best. Hope you guys like this, I've got the story mostly planned out, but I'll keep an open mind.

Ch. 1 Gone

"More and More reports of the infamous Glacier group come flooding in. As of today, May 23, there have been 13 confirmed deaths, and 64 others injured. The Ministry of Magic's Auror office released a statement yesterday afternoon, stating that, 'We are working hard to stop the Glaciers, and to capture the wizard Vladimir Blascoe, who we believe to be the head wizard of this group. Please do not panic, as everything is under control."

-Daily Prophet

"Damn it! Who released that statement?" Harry shouted, throwing the paper into the wastebasket with a frustrated sigh. He looked down at the magical picture of Blascoe, his long blonde hair whipping around, and his dark eyes void of any emotions. "It's been 3 bloody months, and we haven't gotten a single lead, he's always just one step ahead of us!"

"Whoa there, mate," Ron replied from across the busy office. He rifled through the stack of reports concerning the Blascoe case and put his feet up on the small desk. "We've got the best wizards of this generation, the Order, and let's not forget, Hermione."

Sighing, Harry wearily replied, "I know, but when we defeated Voldemort all those years ago, well I don't know. I just hoped that all the bad things in this world would kind of cease to exist, you know what I mean?"

"That why you joined the Aurors then? To sit around fiddling your thumbs and drinking tea all day?"

Harry grinned, "Course not, guess we better get back to work"

Later that Night...

"Ginny?" Harry called out, as he opened the door to 12 Grimmauld Place. He had moved into the house 6 years ago, shortly before marrying Ginny. Now, with two small children quickly growing, the house felt fuller, much happier then when the Blacks had resided here. Hearing no answer from Ginny, Harry set down his cloak on the side table, and stepped into the kitchen. All that was there were three empty plates, and a stack of books precariously balanced on the edge of the table. Harry continued on, and he would have gone on to the bedrooms, where Ginny usually was at night, putting the boys to bed, had he not heard a small sound in the restroom. Tentatively, he slowly pushed the door open, wincing slowly at the loud creak it produced in protest. However, when he saw Ginny leaning over by the toilet, he leapt across the room, and wrapped his arms around her.

"You okay Ginny?"

He looked her over, making sure there were no visible signs of injury. Her small frame shook slightly, but from laughter, not pain.

"I'm fine Harry, I was waiting to tell you, but I'm pregnant again, I just started to show!"

This explained Ginny's early trips to the bathroom, and her sudden dislike of pumpkin juice, one of her favorite drinks. There family of four would be increasing, and even more joy would be added into his world. In that instant, Harry forgot about his troubles at work, and remembered again why he had fallen head over heels for here.

Though the road to their marriage had been filled with their share of troubles, and Harry almost losing her forever, they were together now, and that was all that mattered.

Pulling her closer to him, he rested his chin on the top of her head, and breathing in the sweet scent of her fiery red hair, he whispered, "I love you."

Things escalated quickly, but before too long, they broke apart, and slowly walked upstairs, pausing by the door of James's bedroom. Peeking in, Harry and Ginny stared lovingly at the little boy, who was the spitting image of his father, complete with his Grandma Evans's startling green eyes, but minus the famous lightning bolt scar.

Harry sighed in satisfaction, as he thought of his little family, which was growing bigger and happier every day.

"So, did you tell the others yet?"

"I'm planning to tell them tomorrow, at the Burrow, but for now, why don't we go up, and you can show me how this little incident came to be?"

Harry grinned, and pulled her into their already dark bedroom, god he loved her so much.

The Next Evening

As usual, the weekly family dinner made the Burrow a hectic scene. Ginny and Hermione stood talking as little James, Albus, and Hugo ran around the kitchen. Grabbing the children, they sat down at the table, bending under the sheer weight of all the food. Mrs. Weasley had outdone herself, like always. As usual, Angelina sat down and rolled her eyes as she tried to gain control of George and little Fred.

"Fred, sit next to me, no, not under the table! And George, I thought I told you that there were to be no pranks tonight!"

"Bu-"

"No buts." Angelina glared at her husband.

From underneath the table came a giggle.

"Mommy said butt!"

Teddy giggled along with him, poking Angelina in the butt.

Rolling her eyes, Angelina reached down and pulled Fred out.

Meanwhile, Bill, Fleur, and their children, Victoire and Louis, sat themselves at the end of the table.

"Victoire dear, do me a favor and scoot over."

Meanwhile, the ever so perfect Percy and his wife, Audrey, sat little Molly down.

"Back tall, chest out, that's right."

Seeing everyone settle down, Ginny stood up and cleared her throat. Harry rose beside her and but one hand protectively around her waist.

"We have an announcement to make." She announced.

"Aw, bloody hell," Ron interjected, "Are you going to go and join the Harpies again? It's too dangerous sis, and I won't stand for it!"

"I have no intention of rejoining the Harpies you little git!"

"Oi!" Percy chided, "Little ones in the premises."

Rolling her eyes, Ginny turned back to address the entire room.

"We're having another baby!"

Everyone in the room started talking at once.

"Congratulations!" Hermione called out.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner dear?" Questioned Mrs. Weasley.

"Mum!"

Harry noticed George passing a galleon to Bill and grinned. Probably one of their little bets.

The rest of the evening passed by in a blurry of food, hugging, and talking, and soon, the little ones had all been put to bed.

Around the entrance to the living room, the men stood talking.

"Been three bloody months, and we haven't gotten a single lead!"

"Hey, remember the Drorie incident last week? We just missed him, but he sent a decoy,"

"Exactly, all we have are a bunch of injured, or dead, people!"

"Anyways, we have an order meeting tomorrow at Grimmauld, so we can talk to the others then."

Meanwhile, the girls all sat by the fireplace, talking in low voices.

"You must be so happy about the new baby!" Squealed Audrey.

"Yes, I'm about 20 weeks, I'm barely showing." Ginny grinned.

"Are you hoping for a boy or girl?" Hermione asked.

"Well, I would love a little girl, after James and Albus. By the way, I finished that book you lent me last week, I'll go home now to grab it."

"It's no problem, I can stop by tomorrow," Hermione insisted.

Shaking her head, Ginny rose, and called out to Harry, "Harry love? I'm gonna pop on home for a minute or two, I'll be right back!"

"Hm? Sure, that's fine," Harry answered absentmindedly, quickly returning to the growing conversation of Blascoe

Ginny apparated to the doorstep, shivering from the sudden change in temperature. A cold feeling washed over her, but she shook it off, quickly stepping into the kitchen, and grabbing the think leather bound book from the top of a growing pile of books on the edge of the table.

"Lumos." She whispered and smiled as the dark room lit up around her.

For the first time in weeks, she sat down, letting her fatigue catch up to her. But as she sat there, she felt something, no, someone watching her. Slowly, a shiver traveling down her spine, and her dread growing, she turned around, finding herself face to face with the end of a wand belong to the infamous Vladimir Blascoe.

A/N: Ooooh cliffhanger! I'll probably update once a week, probably on Monday, though if I feel like it, or get enough reviews to get motivated, I will update more quickly. Hope you enjoyed. If you saw any mistakes, please let me know