Thanks to those of you who reviewed, glad you liked the cliffhanger I had to do it!! This chapter is a bit longer as I cut someout of the last chapter to leave the cliffhanger so I put it into this one! So is it Ginny or not?

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Chapter 10

As Harry opened his eyes the tears on his face turned to tears of relief, it wasn't Ginny, his heart leapt back into place and he could feel how hard it was beating against his chest, the girl was the same build as Ginny and had the same hair but it was not her, Harry knew they would have to investigate and find out who it was and he did not relish having to inform the family that she did belong to but it wasn't Ginny, she was still alive and Harry knew it. He felt guilty for being so relieved, this young woman was the daughter, sister and probably lover to some unfortunate family but all Harry could say to himself was, thank god it's not her.

"It's not her," he whispered, "Have the body taken back to the ministry for identification, check the muggle missing persons reports too, we don't know that she is a witch, and-" he stopped, "What's that?" he said pointing into the corner of the room where a small symbol had been burned into one of the wooden panels which lined the room, Harry moved closer and saw that it was the same symbol that had been carved into the floor of the cell at Azkaban, the ancient runic symbol for revenge. "It was Lestrange, he has been here, this is the same symbol as the one in his cell look, and it has been burned recently, the ash is still here on the floor, he has done this, trying to scare me into thinking he has killed Ginny, he's taunting me. I want every Lestrange property searched again and a guard placed at each one in case he returns at anytime, he wants to draw me to him somehow, he wants me to watch him kill her."

He had suddenly come to this conclusion, he would want his revenge but would not want to end his life, he wanted to see Harry suffer like he had in Azkaban, years of chasing and dealing with dark wizards had taught Harry how their minds worked. Lestrange had a wand now, Ginny's wand and he could apparate wherever he wanted to, he would draw Harry out alone, somehow and Harry would be waiting for it, but he would kill Lestange first, he would not let anything happen to Ginny, ever, when this was all over he would have to break off the engagement, for her own safety. It would tear his heart in two to do it, and probably hers but he would rather be without her knowing she was alive, than lose her to an evil person like Rodolphus Lestrange.

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Ginny had been drifting in and out of sleep, for how long she didn't know, when she finally came around fully it was still dark outside and she had no idea what time it was, the blow to her head still ached but it had become easier. She knew that Lestrange had moved her, he had taken her roughly some hours ago and apparated with her to another location, it was similar in state to the first one except that the room she was now locked in had no furniture at all so she was huddled on bare, wooden floorboards. He had not attempted to touch her again other than when he had moved her and had unbound her feet so she could at least walk around the room and stretch her aching legs, her hands were still tied behind her back and her wrists were sore from when she had attempted to free herself, she was hungry and thirsty but had refused to drink the slimy water she had been offered by Lestrange.

She flinched at every sound she heard outside the room afraid that he would come in and do something to her, Ginny knew he would not kill her until Harry arrived but he had made more threats against her body at various times through the night, "Being locked up in that place can make ya appreciate any body," he had cackled again in her face, his rotting teeth repulsing her and his putrid breath making her recoil further away from him.

She tensed as the door creaked open and the hideous looking man stood once more in the doorway of the room, "Think I may have scared your young man a little bit, made him realise just what is at stake," he chuckled to himself in an unnerving way, "Found myself a young muggle girl walking down the street near my home, that's where we were before, looked just like you she did, pretty young thing with hair just like yours," he walked over to her and took some of her hair in his hands stroking it softly, she held her breath to block out the smell, "Killed her I did," he laughed loudly, Ginny gasped un able to belive that he could just take an innocent girl and kill her like that without reason, but then she reminded herself that he was a dark wizard and was capable of much worse. "Killed her and left her on that bed where you were, curled up away from the door, then cast the dark mark over the mansion," he laughed mirthfully. "I watched from the bushes, they came, the aurors, they came and then that young man of yours came, looked a bit worse for wear if you ask me, but then he did look a damn sight better than I do," he gestured to himself letting go of her hair at the same time.

He rose and walked across the room, "Came out looking pretty relieved he did but I think I got my point across, he knows, he knows I got you and that he won't be getting you back, and it won't be long, you won't need to worry too long, he'll be here and then I'll be sending you to your grave, and with your own wand too, that's ironic really isn't it?" he laughed again even louder than before and swept out of the room.

She thought about Harry and what he must have gone through when he had seen the body, she knew that he dealt with dead bodies a lot in his line of work but what must have been going through his mind when he thought it might have been her lying there? She shuddered and wished once more that she was not in this situation, not because she was scared but because she hated how much she was putting Harry through right now. Ginny waited until Lestrange's footsteps had died before rising out of her huddled position on the floor, she had to try and find a way out. It was cold in the room, she walked over to the boarded up window and tried to peer through the gaps, all she could see was snow, miles and miles of snow stretching into the distance. She looked around for something to help her, it was dark and she had no way of getting light into the room, her eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness but with the window boarded over even the moonlight could not help her, she stumbled around searching in vain for anything but it was no good, the room was empty of furniture, curtains anything at all, it had been abandoned many years ago and left to fall into disrepair. She huddled in the corner of the room trying to keep her body heat inside the travelling cloak that she was still wearing and eventually fell to sleep with her stomach groaning.

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Harry had returned to his office immediately to tell Ron and Hermione that the body they had found wasn't Ginny they had both cried in relief and hugged Harry and then each other. They had sat in silence holding each others' hands while he was gone playing over and over in their heads an image of Harry finding Ginny's lifeless body and praying that it would not be her, upon hearing the news they had wanted to jump for joy, but the realisation had immediately hit them that although she wasn't dead, she still wasn't safe. Harry told them to go home and rest but they would not leave his side, Hermione found her usual refuge in the books that the auror's office held, she wasn't sure what she was looking for but needed to keep busy, after a few hours of reading she turned to the old case files of Rodolphus Lestrange and began searching for any tiny clue that she could find to help Harry.

Ron paced the room as Harry flicked through the remaining papers on his desk over and over again. Every so often Harry apparated to a location he had visited during his original chase of Lestrange but each time he returned with nothing, Ron and Hermione would lift their heads hopefully, desperate to see Ginny in his arms but their faces fell each time they saw Harry standing alone. Eventually at around six o clock in the morning they all fell asleep, Harry at his desk, glasses askew with his head on his arms, Ron in a chair by the fire and Hermione on the floor where she sat with all the papers spread out in front of her. At around eight o clock a young woman knocked gently on the door to Harry's office, his head shot up and for a moment he didn't know where he was, he looked around the office and saw Ron and Hermione waking slowly, stretching and yawning, the worried looks returning to their faces as quickly as it did to Harry's when they remembered what had happened and why they were there.

"News?" Harry growled sleepily.

"Sorry no," she said gently "Nothing new Mr Potter, I brought you some coffee and a few slices of toast," she said shyly, she knew the young girl that had been taken was Harry's fiancée and nobody around the office really knew what to say to him, usually they were dealing with other people and the loss of their loved ones, not the loved one of one of their own men, she set a laden tea tray down on the table and walked out of the office, smiling half heartedly at Hermione as she passed. Harry shook his head and grabbed a cup of coffee, forcing himself to swallow the dark liquid while contemplating the toast, how could he eat when all this was going on? He didn't know whether Ginny would have eaten, when the last time she had eaten had been or if she would be eating soon at all, he just wanted to find her and the frustration was killing him, he picked up a slice of the toast and took a bite, he struggled to swallow it, his stomach had been tied in knots since he had discovered that she was missing and the coffee had made him gag and feel sick, he dropped the rest of the slice onto his desk as Ron stood up to take a piece, "You gotta eat it mate, you'll be no good on an empty stomach," he said.

"Ginny might be surviving on an empty stomach," he yelled, Ron looked taken a back but he knew his best friend was as worried as he was so he let the angry comment slide.

"Ron's right though, Harry," Hermione said tentatively, "You'll be no good to Ginny if you don't eat, you need to stay strong, you don't know what you might need to do." She looked at him dolefully and he realised she was right.

"I just feel so useless," he said picking the piece of toast back up and forcing himself to eat it, "I'm usually in control of the situation when we are chasing someone, I'm used to dealing with kidnapping and killings, I have to take it in my stride, but…" the tears began to fall again, "But it's Ginny and if anything…"

"Harry we know," Ron said placing his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"I just can't distance myself, I keep thinking about her, and how much danger I've put her in and what she must be going through, he's been locked up in Azkaban for four years and who knows what he might do…I can't even bare think about it, when I saw that body and I thought it was...her...I'm just so angry and scared, she's Ginny, she's my life, if anything happens to her I'll…I don't know what…and your Mum," he looked up at Ron, the light fading from his eyes showing only sorrow and worry, "Your Mum and Dad, and you…Oh God," he put his head in his hands, "What have I done?"

"Harry," Hermione said forcibly taking him in her arms, "This is not your fault-"

"But-" Harry interrupted but was cut off again immediately as Hermione yelled, "NO HARRY, IT'S NOT!" then she lowered her voice and using a more caring tone continued, "Ginny loves you and you love her and you both deserve to be happy, you will find her and you will be together as you should be, it is not your fault, we still live in a dangerous time, all of us, while there are some death eaters still out there, I hate to say it but part of me agrees with Molly, Azkaban was too good for someone like Lestrange, he commited such awful acts against human beings and he should be killed," Harry looked up at her with a look of shock, "I know it doesn't sound like me, Harry, but I do believe it, I love Ginny just as much as you do, and we know how you are feeling, we were all part of the war in our own ways and Rodolphus could have taken his revenge by taking any of us, would you cut yourself off from all of us just to protect us? That is no life for you and it would not be for us, we know what could be at stake by being your friend Harry but we would never have it any other way and neither would Ginny, we all feel useless but we know you are doing what you can and we believe you will bring Ginny back."

"She's right, Harry," Ron interjected, "And Lestrange wanted revenge on Mum for killing Bellatrix too, he could still have taken Ginny even if you weren't together, you've got to stop blaming yourself and focus on finding her."

Harry looked at his two best friends, lines of worry for Ginny etched on both their faces, they were feeling the same way as he was about her but it was different for them, they knew they were not to blame and no matter how many times they said it Harry knew they were wrong. Lestrange could have taken any of the Weasley family if he'd wanted revenge on Molly, this was about him and he knew it, he wanted his revenge on Harry and he knew that taking Ginny would be the best way to exact that revenge, Harry would find her and bring her back, that he knew without a doubt, but once he had done that he would have to break her heart, no matter how hard it would be and no matter how unhappy it would make them both, he had to do it to keep her alive and that was more important to him than anything else, even his own happiness.

He finished the toast reluctantly, though he didn't taste it and it only made him feel worse, then sat back at his desk rifling through the papers one more time and still finding nothing new, why had nothing else happened yet? Why was he taking his time? Surely Lestrange knew that he would come, he would move heaven and earth for Ginny, and surely he knew Harry would come alone just as Lestrange would want, why wouldn't he just reveal where he was? He threw the pages off his desk and pushed his chair back forcefully, Hermione looked up at him from the papers she was re-reading on the floor, "I CAN'T STAND THIS!" he cried and walked out of the office.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other, Harry was going to lose it soon and they both knew it, what they didn't know is whether they would be able to stop him or calm him down when he did. Hermione returned to the pile of parchment detailing all the properties currently or previously owned by the Lestrange family, she kept returning to one old piece of parchment detailing a small plot of land, there were no details with it other than a few ancient runic symbols which Hermione had never seen before, even during her study of them at school. "Ron," she whispered, "This land," she waved the parchment in his face, "It looks familiar somehow but the details are written in ancient runes and they are runes which I have never seen before, why haven't the translation department done anything with them?" Ron shrugged his shoulders in response, "I'm going to the archives to look this up, I feel like I should know where this land is," she stood up to leave and walked over to him first, leaning down and placing her hands on his knees she whispered, "You should go and check on your Mum, Ron, she'll be going out of her mind, come back soon but tell her we're doing everything we can." She leaned down and kissed him gently on the mouth, he pulled her down onto his knee and wrapped his arms around her tightly, "If anything ever happened to you Hermione, I don't know what I'd do," he buried his face in her hair to hide his tears, "I love you so much."

"I know, and I love you too," she pulled her head back and kissed his forehead gently.

"I'm so worried about her Hermione, she's my little sister and I can't do anything," he whispered.

"Go and see your Mum Ron, let her know what little we do know, then come straight back to me okay?" He nodded and hugged her tightly again, then she jumped up off his knee and gathered up the pieces of parchment. Ron turned on the spot and disappeared just as Harry walked back into the room.

"Harry," Hermione said softly, "I'm going to the archive office to translate these runes, I feel like I should know this place," she showed him the piece of parchment.

"It's just a piece of land somewhere I think but the office have been flat out digging up all the deeds the Lestranges have ever owned, they are one of the oldest wizarding families and over the years have owned a lot of property, you take it and see what you can do, let me know what you find," he tried to smile at her but it came out as a grimace, Hermione's heart went out to him again, she was worried about Ginny, but she also knew Ginny was a strong willed girl who would not give up without a fight, deep down Harry knew this too but it did nothing to ease the heartache and worry he was currently carrying around with him.

I couldn't be that mean! Well not yet? Stay tuned for more and please review.