The third murder was exactly like the other two; the victim was a muggle born, had their throat slit, a note left and NO forensic evidence that lead to the capture of Victrivia. The team had no luck in finding Victrivia in the castle, so they were searching the grounds today in the same teams.

Tony, Ziva, Abby, McGee, Tonks, Jimmy, Jenny, Gibbs, McGonagall, Lupin, Ducky, and Dumbledore were all squished around the circular, wooden table in the early hours of the morning, discussing their game plan over coffee and pancakes. "I think we should fly." Ziva said. Everyone looked at her.

"F-fly?" McGee chocked out, he looked terrified at the idea, and Abby on the other hand was practically bouncing out of her seat.

"Yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea!" Dumbledore said graciously.

"And perhaps Harry could help us?" Ziva suggested, "I hear he rides like breeze."

"Wind, Ziva, rides like the wind." Tony chuckled.

"What ever." She snapped, turning her head to the other, "What do you say?"

"I don't know…" McGonagall said wearily, "He is only a boy; we do not want him to be in danger, getting caught up in all of this, do we?"

"I see your point, Minerva… But Harry would be of great benefit, you have seen him ride. He is after all, a very talented seeker." Dumbledore said. McGonagall still did not look convinced, but she had been out numbered; their were murmurs of agreement around the table.

Buy the end of breakfast, it was settled; Tony, Ziva, Abby, McGee, Tonks, Jenny, Gibbs, Lupin, Harry, Dumbledore and McGonagall would ride brooms, and Ducky and Jimmy would stay behind. McGee was nervous about their expedition, but the others were quite excited.

Once classes started, they all gathered in the Quidditch Training Grounds, ready for their lessons. Every one was there, even Ducky and Jimmy, who were just eager to see flying broomsticks.

"Hermione! Ron! Harry!" Ziva called out happily, when she was the three there, she gave them all hugs. "Are you guys helping with the search?"

"Yup!" They said happily.

"I am not too confident on a broom." Hermione admitted sheepishly. Hermione did not like being bad at things.

"That's okay. At least you are helping us!" Ziva smiled, which cheered Hermione up considerably. Ziva introduced the trio to the team.

"Wow!" Ron exclaimed excitedly, "Ziva, you have a Firebolt?"

She smirked, "I sure do."

"Can I please try it?" Ron said eagerly.

Ziva hesitated, "I'll make you a deal, Ron… If you can catch me, I will let you keep my Firebolt." She smirked.

Tonks scoffed, "You have no chance, Ron!"

"Oh, really?" He teased, "And why is that?"

"Because, Ziva was offered the place as a seeker on the Chudley Cannons, the Tutshill Tornados, the Corks, the Holyhead Harpies, the Grodzisk Goblins, the –."

"Okay!" Ron snapped, "I get it, she's good! But still!"

Every one laughed at Ron's determination.

Ziva looked at Gibbs, "Can I; while we are waiting for Hooch?"

Gibbs sighed, "Fine."

Every one cheered, "Okay!" Tonks said above the noise and everyone quieted down, "If Zee can make it to the other side of the training grounds with out Ron touching her, she keeps her broom, and if he does get her-"

"I get the Firebolt!" He grinned, "Hey, Harry, mate… Can I please use your Firebolt? You know, to make it fair?"

"Ron, to make this fair, you would have to be Viktor Krum." Hermione laughed.

Ron huffed, "Please, mate?"

"Here." Harry handed over his prized possession; his Firebolt. "Good luck." He grinned, patting Ron on the back.

"Okay, Ron, you go to the middle of the training pitch." Tonks instructed. Ron took a deep breath, in order to prepare himself, and flew off.

"Good luck!" Multiple people said to Ziva as she mounted her broom.

"Ready? And go!" Tonks yelled. Ziva took off, almost at a 90 degree angle. She stopped about 30 meters in the air. She looked at Ron, before smoothly gliding through the air, so fast she was almost a blur. She headed straight toward Ron, but swiftly flew underneath him, making it safely to the other side. By the time she got there, Ron was not even close to catching her. Ziva smirked, and flew casually back to the others, doing a few fancy moves on her way. Ron landed shortly after her, his face was as red as his hair.

"Fine, you win." He huffed.

Ziva chuckled at ruffled his hair, "You're not too bad."

"Wow! That was amazing!" Harry said enthusiastically, "Can you please teach me a few things?"

"Of course." She smiled, "Anytime!" Harry grinned. Every one was very entertained and surprised by Ziva's skill.

"Wow!" Ziva heard Madame Hooch say, "I saw that! You haven't you're your skill, have you Ziva?" She said.
"Rolanda, hi!" She greeted her.

"Are you guys ready for your first lesson?" She asked the Muggles.

"As ready as I will ever be." McGee murmured under his breath.

"All broom riders, feel free to help and teach." Hooch added to the witches and wizards amongst them.

After a long few hours of practice and frustration for some, it was decided that Ziva and Tony would fly in a pair, Abby, McGee and Tonks, Jenny, Gibbs and Lupin, Harry, Ron and Dumbledore, and Hermione and McGonagall. The plan was; if anyone saw Victrivia, they were to capture her and send a patronus to the others, with the details of where they were. The others would come immediately.

"Okay, we all clear on what's going on?" Gibbs asked. There were nods of agreement, "And, if anyone is in trouble send out red sparks or a patrinous."

"It is a patronus, Gibbs." Ziva said.

"Never thought I'd see the day where Ziva corrects someone's speech." Tony smirked.

"Shut up." She snapped, drawing out her wand and pointing it at Tony, with a cheeky smile on her face.

Tony looked petrified, "Shutting up." He said quickly, Ziva smirked and put her wand away.

"Okay! Good luck everyone! You all have your areas to search! Meet back here as soon as you are finished." Jen said.

The teams flew off in opposite directions, in search if Victrivia.

Tony and Ziva flew at a steady pace, on the look out for any sign of movement. Ziva flew next to Tony, careful not to gain any pace, for her partner's sake. They were having no luck in finding their culprit.

Meanwhile, the others were having the same amount of poor luck.

As the day drew to a close, and every inch of ground at been searched over the past two days, including; the Forbidden Forest, the Chamber of Secrets, the Shrieking Shack, the Room of Requirement, the secret passage ways; every inch of Hogwarts. Victrivia was no where to be found.

Victrivia Lestrange smirked, watching them all dismount from their brooms, after a long day of searching for her. She was disgusted at the fact that there were Muggles involved in the Wizarding world. As far as she was concerned it was the newest low. 'The Muggles have to go, as does that mud blood, Ziva.' Victrivia thought to her self, 'I might as well kill two birds with one stone.'

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed! I will try to update soon… Reviews would be nice, please? (: