She was gone.

Belinda was just looking at the wall. The peach painted panel wall. She could feel hands hold her, let go of her, be replaced, come back. She could hear sounds of someone talking and things happening, but it didn't affect her.

"You contacted the Malfoys?"

"Jack's gone to get them."

"But I don't think he would be stupid enough to contact his parent's though."

"How is she?"

"Shock. I'll give her something to make her sleep."

Someone put a glass against her lips, and seeing it was Neville Belinda drank everything without hesitation. The room spun for a moment before someone turned off the lights.

When she woke up she knew it hadn't been a dream. She knew because Rose was sitting in a chair next to her bed. She knew because Albus and James were sitting next to her. She knew because she felt completely empty inside. The bed moved, and as she looked up she saw Neville sit down on the side of the bed.

"Hi."

She motioned him to help her sit up, and he did. And then she cried. He held her close and she cried against his shoulder. She cried of frustration. She cried of fear. She cried of hate and love and pain and sorrow.

Neville didn't say a word. He just sat there and took all the pain, all the fear, and the tears he could. He was her mountain.

Finally, she didn't know after how long, the tears died away. He dried her clammy cheeks.

"Better?"

She just nodded.

"Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me Belinda."

He started to pet her hair.

"Why would he do this?"

"I don't know Belinda, but this is not your fault. Just remember that."

Then why do I feel so guilty?

She just nodded.

Footsteps from the hall before the door opened. Mr Weasley.

"How are you feeling?"

"Better Mr Weasley. Thank you."

He and Neville shared a look before they both looked at her again.

"I would like to talk to you, if you're up to it."

Belinda nodded and pulled away the sheets; Neville helped her to her feet. They walked downstairs and entered the kitchen, which was surprisingly crowded. As quickly as she entered the room both Mrs Weasley and Mrs Potter ran to her side and placed her down on a chair, giving her food, some kind of soup. Belinda just looked at it.

"You have to eat Belinda."

She looked at Neville for a moment before the spoon slowly went from the bowl to her mouth.

"I would like to ask a few questions if I may Belinda."

"Ron that can wait."

"No. If it will help you get Justine back, I will do whatever it takes."

Mr Weasley just nodded.

"Did you tell the Malfoys about her?"

"No."

"Did you tell anyone from Slytherin about her."

"No."

"Your family?"

Belinda just looked at him.

"I didn't tell the Linxs if that was you question. I didn't tell anyone about Justine, but I didn't hide her either."

The room went quiet. Neville started to pet her shoulder, and Belinda didn't know how she would have survived this without him.

"Do you have any idea who might have informed Malfoy about her?"

"I have no clue. Scorpius had a big crowed following him around in Hogwarts, but I don't know who he might have had contact with since he got imprisoned."

More silence. Belinda could see he was holding back and that annoyed her.

"If you have more questions ask them. Don't hold back."

"Have you had any contact with him since Hogwarts?"

Belinda rose, insulted and angry.

"How dare you? Do you know what that man has done to me? What he did to Albus? And you dare to ask if I have had any contact with him?"

She could feel Neville's hand on her arm, but this didn't calm her down.

"No. Okay. I would rather die than have anything to do with that worm."

He didn't move, just looked at her with Rose's eyes. Belinda had to sit down and pressed her palms tight against her eyes not to cry.

"That's enough Ron."

Mr Weasly just nodded and left. Mrs Weasly sat down and grabbed Belinda's hand.

"He didn't mean anything about it darling. He just needed to know."

"I know."

Belinda rose and left. She walked quickly down to the workshop. That was her sanctuary. She turned around as she heard footsteps behind her.

--

"What do you mean she's gone?"

Albus was shaking with furry as he looked at his father.

"I mean no one has seen her since Ron questioned her."

"What did you say to her?"

Both James and Rose were holding him, scared he would do something he would later regret.

"Al you need to calm down."

"I'm sure dad didn't say anything to scare her away."

"Then where is she?"

Albus's voice filled the entire house.

"Albus calm down."

He looked furious at Neville, who didn't even look at him.

"Why? Why should I calm down?"

"You really think you're the only one who has lost them."

"They are my family."

"They're also mine."

Albus froze. He just looked at the man.

"She's my daughter Al, and Justine is my grand-daughter. They're the only family I have left. So you better calm down because no one will find them if they have to use their time calming you down."

Albus was just breathing, still looking at the man, before all of his energy left him. Rose and James went from restraining him to holding him up. Ginny pulled out a chair so her youngest son could sit down.

"Belinda wouldn't just disappear like that without a good reason."

"She's done it before."

"She had a good reason."

Albus just looked at Neville, before Neville continued.

"Either she remembered something that was relevant, or she had to go and check something out."

"Or Malfoy could have taken her."

Albus felt all the blood vanish from his face, before returning with full force. He rose.

"If he has hurt her…"

"Then you have to wait in line."

He looked at his brother, before smiling.

"I want first dibs."

"If you promise to leave something behind for the rest of us."

"You know I can't make that promise."

There was something scary about the two Potter brothers as they talked. Something possessing. Rose looked at the two men she had grown up with, and for the first time in her whole life was she actually scared them. She felt she needed some air.

"I'll be back soon."

No one noticed as she walked out of the house. As she walked down Diagon Ally, looking at the people going on with their normal life Rose couldn't help her tears. She felt all her strength had left her.

"Rose."

She turned and looked with huge eyes at Belinda. A smile formed on her lips.

"Belinda I knew you were okay."

She quickly dried her eyes.

"Rose, I came to say good bye."

"Good bye?"

Rose didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't look after me or Justine. We're where we belong."

"You found Justine? Is she okay?"

"She's fine."

Rose smiled, but the smile withered when she didn't get one back.

"Good bye."

"Wait, where are you going?"

Belinda paused.

"Where I belong. With Scorpius."

All the blood vanished from her face.

"What?"

"He has Justine, and would have hurt her if I didn't come with him."

Rose took a step forward.

"And you are just giving up. Tell us where he is Belinda, we can fight him."

"No. I will not endanger my daughter."

Silence.

"Do you know the big difference between Gryffendors and Slytherins are?"

She shook her head.

"Gryffindors are willing to kill, to die, for what they believe is right. Slytherins are willing to live in hell for the same reason. Goodbye."

Then Belinda was gone.

Those cunning folks use any means…