Grimmauld had not been entered in over a year. With the death of the old woman, and her son in prison, there had been no need. Narcissa sent an elf from time to time to check on Kreacher for her. The elf refused to leave the home even if they tried summoning him. It seemed odd to her. A family house elf, especially the main elf as Kreacher was, would be anxious to serve a member of the family. Both Narcissa and her sister, and their children, were the closest to the main line with Sirius in prison. But she was reminded the elf was old and perhaps going quite senile now.

What they didn't know of course was Kreacher had a Master to serve. He had woken Master Orion and Master Arcturus at the instruction of mistress. The three paintings and the elf remained the only contact for the little boy, well beyond the animals he took in.

Harry was in the library working on his reading with his Grandsires. "I am done."

Orion nodded curtly. "Improving."

Arcturus managed a small smile. "We will continue tomorrow."

Harry asked. "I am done my last book."

Kreacher appeared. "It be the last one for his age."

Orion barked. "You will find him one. I am sure Malfoy manor has many."

Kreacher nodded. "I be asking former black elf."

Harry asked Arcturus. "Can I have a story?"

Arcturus smiled. "It seems you have earned one."

Kreacher went to go. "I go get lunch."

Harry had been very happy when his grandfathers were woken up. He liked Grandmere, but she was a little scary, more so as a painting. Grandsire Orion was not always nice but was a good teacher. Grandsire Arcturus was his favorite. He told Harry many stories. If Harry did well with his studies, he got a story. He got many stories about Sirius and Regulus. He didn't know who the men were but he wanted to meet them. Grandmere didn't speak to him for a day after he said it. Grandsire Arcturus explained that both were lost to them.

Kreacher headed to Malfoy manor both for food and for more books. Since mistress died, he had no access to vaults for money for food. But the elves at the manor help him. A few were former Black elves that came with Narcissa. They helped Kreacher and didn't tell anyone.

Kreacher returned and was cooking when he heard alarms. "Someone coming in."

Arcturus appeared in his painting in the den. "The boy is in his safe room."

Kreacher was on edge. "Who be entering? Why?"

Arcturus motioned. "They got through the wards."

Kreacher appeared in the hall. "Who be you?"

Albus looked at the elf. "Who is in the house?"

"I no be answering to anyone. You are no Black."

Severus was at his side. "Narcissa told you, the house has been locked up."

Albus glared. "We know this is one of the places he would go."

"Sirius left him the use of many Black homes."

Albus grunted. "You know him? What is he playing at?"

"We have no proof he took Harry."

Kreacher watched the two men anxiously and didn't like they were in the house. And he liked even less that they were speaking about Master. He remembered when little Master be brought to the house. He remember the little two year old with the big welts and the broken arm. Kreacher be mending his arm and be taking care of him. Mistress had made him promise he never let little boy be found again. She adopt little boy, she make him member of family, he be heir to the family now. He not let Mistress' grandson be taken back to those people. He promise mistress.

Albus was not pleased. He had gone to check on Harry and he had found the boy was gone. It seemed he had been taken from the home three years before. Petunia had claimed he had been taken by social services. But Albus could find no record of Harry in the muggle system.

Severus went to leave. "He is not here."

"I will know if you had a part in this."

"Why would I care about the brat?"

"You loved his mother like a sister."

"I have been nowhere near the house."

"Remus would need help taking him."

Severus grunted. "And you look at me?"

"Beyond the marauders, you were his only friend."

Severus smirked. "I haven't spoken to him in years."

Severus swept out of the house and Albus soon followed him. He was telling the truth in part. He had no idea where the boy was or any idea where he had been taken. But he had spoken to Remus over the years. The man had not been seen much since Sirius had gone to prison. He knew that Remus didn't have Harry or anything to do with this. He had been fighting for Harry but he would be as anxious as Albus to find out.

Albus went to put back the wards when he noticed a cat who he kicked. "Where is he?"

Harry was very agitated and upset when Kreacher came to let him from the safe room. He was very worried when he couldn't find Buttertail. Buttertail had not come into the safe room with him and Harry was very agitated. Buttertail was his best friend and he was very worried. He looked all over the house and couldn't find his kitty anywhere. He was worried he got out and he would get lost and hurt. Kreacher would not let Harry leave the house except for the back garden, to look for him. Kreacher promised he help Harry find Buttertail and make sure he was safe.

Severus had watched Albus leave and looked back at the house. Albus was a fool to think Remus would use this or any Black home. He was using a safe house that no one knew of. Well but for Severus and Moody as well. With Peter on the run, and Albus, Remus was hidden.

Severus covered his tracks as he headed for the home. "He needs to know."

Remus appeared from his small cottage. "Severus."

"I have news."

Remus knew he would not risk otherwise. "Peter?"

"Harry."

Remus stopped. "What is wrong?"

"He is missing."

Remus sunk down on the porch. "Missing? What do you mean missing?"

Severus explained what had happened. "He believes you have him."

"He thinks you helped."

Remus had thought about takin Harry more than once but he knew the risks. There were too many dangers right now. Moody and Severus both promised to help him with Peter and with Sirius. He needed to know at least Peter was caught, before he would take Harry. Peter was not the bumbling fool many thought him to be. And Remus knew the man was on the pay roll of Albus and not of Voldemort.

Severus assured him he would go to Lucius and Moody for help. They would find out where Harry was. There were only a few enemies alive and most were locked away in prison. If Peter had him, he would have found some way to have Harry's body found. Harry was alive out there.

Remus was pale. "I need to help."

"You need to remain here."

"My cub is in danger."

"We don't know that."

"Who would take him?"

Severus assured him. "I will find out."

Remus hated staying here and not coming with him. He was worried about his cub and who would have taken him from the home. If he was killed, someone would have claimed it by now he tried to assure himself. He worried that perhaps the relatives were lying and they had. He didn't think Petunia had it in her but he was not sure he could put it past her husband. The worst thoughts were running through his mind.

Severus reluctantly left him but made the man promise that he would not leave his safe house. He cared deeply for Remus, and he would not let another friend die, especially with the war over. He swore he would figure out what happened to the little boy and bring him to safety.

A figure appeared in the back garden of Grimmauld. "It has changed little."

An odd cat came and rubbed against his legs. "Meow."

"I don't recall a cat but it has been years."

He walked towards the back door of the house. The gardens were heavily warded and only those who knew the spell, even knew they were there. He had used the back door many times in his life. The wards were much easier to enter without setting them off. The front door, even if you knew the passcodes, would set off an alarm like doorbell. It was loud and would proclaim your entrance, even if welcome in the home. The back door was not. If you knew the passcode you could enter quietly into the home. The door was used only by family and a trusted few.

Kreacher appeared and stared at the cloaked figure. "Who are you and what are you doing with Buttertail?"

The figure lifted back his hood. "The better question is who does this cat belong to and what are you hiding?"

An: So it has been a year since Wallburga died. Albus knows Harry is missing and now Severus and Remus do. Who is in Grimmauld and will he/she find Harry?

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