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Black Mystery

Chapter 3: Looking In All the Wrong Places

James sat shocked in the dungeon. This girl was the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange. Nobody had ever mentioned the Lestrange's having a child; if the wizarding world had known, it would have been on the front page of the Daily Prophet if they had found any connection between the two women. He had stumbled upon pictures of the woman in old copies of the Prophet. Looking over at Clover, he could see the resemblance between them. As James continued to stare, Albus punched him in the arm,

"Ow! What do you want?" James turned to look at his younger brother.

Albus leveled a glare at his brother, "It's called not staring."

"I wasn't staring! I was simply observing."

"Oh? And tell me, what did you observe?"

James swallowed. "She looks a lot like her mother. It makes you wonder who her father is…" He trailed off, looking at Albus.

Albus looked at James like he had lost his mind.

"Well seeing as Bellatrix is her mother it's pretty obvious that her father is Roldulphus."

James slowly nodded his head, but continued to stare at Clover. Clover glanced over when she heard the two boys whispering to each other. She heard her mother's name brought up. She looked away to and continued to glare off into the darkness that seemed to linger in the room. Clover felt somebody staring at her. At first she tried to ignore it, but eventually the staring got to her.

She stood up and sighed to herself. Clover walked over to James and Albus. Looking down at James she asked, "Is there a reason you keep looking at me?"

James gaped at her. He didn't think that he had been that obvious when glancing at her. He shook his head slowly.

"N-no…," James noticed Albus rolling his eyes from the corner of his eye, "but I was wondering if, er, you know…"

"No I don't know or I wouldn't be here talking to you right now," Clover placed her hands on her hips, trying to look intimidating to the two boys.

"Well umm," James looked at Albus for help, but only got a shake of the head, "I was wondering who you umm, dad was…"

Clover raised an elegant eyebrow at the question while Albus put his face in his hands.

"Tell me this Potter, why is it important that you know who my father is?"

James looked confused while saying, "I was just curious; I mean you don't have to tell me. I just figured that we might as well get to know each other seeing as I don't see us getting out of here very soon."

She looked at the brothers with a calculating gleam in her eyes. Looking at Albus she said, "Let's see how smart you really are."

Albus raised an eyebrow at the girl in front of him. "And why am I getting dragged into this stupid fight?"

Clover ignored his question and continued on with her own questions, "Think about this, my mother was completely obsessed with Voldemort. What would be the greatest sign of devotion she could give to him?"

She walked back over to her spot. James looked confused at what she had said, while Albus had a contemplative look on his face for a minute. A dawning look of comprehension slowly appeared on his face as James looked at him questioningly.

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Teddy paced in the meeting room while Harry and Kingsley had their heads bowed over a map and an open file. Tabitha's face glared at them from the top of the file. All three men were now determined to find where the girl could have taken the Potter brothers.

Unfortunately they had already checked all of the known houses that Corsica had access to and had come up empty handed. Harry was starting to become worried with every passing hour that his sons were missing.

Teddy ignored the mumbling coming from the two older men. He was focused on trying to remember if Tabitha had ever mentioned somewhere that she would take the brothers.

"This is ridiculous," Kingsley said standing up and stretching the knots out of his back, "we're being stumped by some kid."

Harry sighed and kept looking through the file, hoping to find some bit of information that they had missed the previous times. Teddy stopped pacing and faced his godfather and Kingsley. He felt bad about the pained look that Harry had on his face. Teddy didn't know what it was like to lose a kid and he figured he never would, but he knew it must be killing his godfather.

"There are some places," this caused the two men to look at him, "I don't know if she would use them, but it's worth checking out, right?"

Teddy stood there nervously, while Harry and Kingsley gave each other a look. Kingsley pushed a piece of parchment and a quill towards Teddy.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

A/N: Thank you to everyone who has favorite this story and added it to their alerts list, and a special thanks to those of you who reviewed. Sorry it took so long for this chapter to be posted. I'm in college and have a part time job along with working theater hours for shows and building sets. My hours get pretty crazy. Also I'm working on two other stories. One will be a second fan fiction for the site (Supernatural) while the other is a novel that I will hopefully have published. See you guy's next chapter!