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Also, in his chapter the molly in question is Harry's and Ginny's daughter and not Mrs Weasley. If I am talking on behalf of the lovely Mrs Weasley…then I shall tell you! Happy reading

Just hold me

Molly's P.O.V

His picture was still on my bedside cabinet. He was standing on some hill in the middle of no where…..it was bloody cold actually if I remember rightly….and he had some inane grin on his face. As always James was at the side of him, with the now customary two finger salute poking out from the back of his head. The crystal was falling down my cheek, but I still carried on looking at the picture. As if he would just jump right out of it and say some wise crack about my bad hair day.

'Looking a right sight for sore eyes aren't we today Molly?'

I of course would slap him upside the head, while hiding my little grin when he would turn away to snitch on me for supposedly nearly causing him concussion. His voice would be what always got me laughing my head off. It was almost like a screech, his voice had started to change much to his distain and to be honest he sounded like a frog most of the time. I carried on holding on to the picture, just as if my hands and become attached somehow. How I just wished for him to walk into the common room after lunch with some tale about how him and James had annoyed snape, or how they were planning a midnight fest and 'did I want to come with them?

Then Joshua came in and sat down beside me on the bed. I did not need to look up to know it was him; his sigh had already given him away.

'Why are you looking at that picture again Mol?'

'What picture?'

'The picture in your hand.'

I just looked up at him, and I must have started crying because next thing I knew he was holding me and giving me much needed tissues.

'Mol, it is okay to be upset you now, he was your brother after all.'

'How the hell would you know anything about what situation I am in? How would you know if I am allowed to cry or not for Christ's sake your brother is still here with you!'

He just looked at me and nodded, then let go of me and sat back on the bed far way from me. I had offended him once again, but quite frankly I did not give a bloody dam.

'I'm just trying to help Mol. I know I don't have any personal experience on this……but it does not mean that I don't care okay? I mean I'm really upset over Charlie too, we practically all grew up together it was as if he was my little brother as well. What I mean to say is that….maybe if you need to talk to someone, then you know you can always come to me right?'

'Yeah I know Josh, yeah I know.'

He lent back onto his shoulder, as he placed his muscular arm around me almost like a barrier.

'Josh?'

'Yeah?'

'Can we go and find him?'

'Who?

'The murdering Malfoy of course!'

'Mol, how the hell are we going to do that? I mean if he has any sense in that arrogant blond head of his he wont even be in this country.'

'Well that doesn't matter, I mean we will be having our apparating tests next week, after that we can anywhere that we want to. There was this spell I found….kin the restricted section and don't give me that look Josh…..but it said if we get an old voldermort artefact we can trace the dark mark. And seeing as Malfoy is the only one with it, it would lead us straight to him. It would work Hun I know it would…..I just don't know what we could use as an artefact that's the only problem.'

His face instantly changed, just like I always did when he was doing an essay and was thinking about something way too much. He knelt down on the floor by my bed, and pulled something out of his bag covered in shimmering cloth.

'This Mol, was something my Dad gave me. His grandfather had given it to him when he was in St.Mungos with Gran. When they were both….well….ill. Well this was voldermorts, and I guess you could use at as your artefact.'

'He held up a small mirror, and it looked exactly like the one dad used to use with Uncle Sirius who ever he was.

'He used to use it to communicate with Lucius Malfoy, and seeing the circumstances, I think it could be very ironic.'

I jumped up and instantly kissed him on the cheek, and for the first time in an age I smiled. A real smile even.

'Come on Mol, let's go and get the bastard!'

(Outside the cave that the Malfoy's are hiding in)

Normal P.O.V

Ginny and Harry were perched on top of a wooded hill, over looking an old and dilapidated cave with a ruined entrance.

'Is this where they are hunny?'

'Well they are if the spell did what it said it would. Come on, we are going to have to go inside now Hun.'

Harry grabbed Ginny's hand and they both ran down the hill before logic could cause them to change their minds. And behind them ever so silently, descended James with a glint of quite determination within his tear worn eyes.

'All for Charlie,' he looked up towards the grey cloud filled sky,' all for you mate. Better now than ever I guess.'

There we go then. Read and review, go on you know you want to. It'll make a lil old hobbit very happy.xxxxxxx