'Hmmm, I see,' murmured Dumbledore, he stood up and looked at the small crowd around him. 'It seems that Mr Malfoy may have decided to go in and find Ron himself, and he was caught...we shall follow the plan as usual but we shall be looking for two teenage boys not one.' The crowd nodded its understanding and left the tent.

'Thank you Severus.' Smiled Dumbledore to the snake; he was fortunate to have taken a few Parseltongue lessons once and had been able to make out the main picture from Sev.

Black velvet laced the sky; jewels twinkled in the blackness and a bewitching pearl rose high in the sky. It was time.

The dragons rose high in the sky, the Order by their sides on brooms, it was a few minutes before Dumbledore, Bill, Percy and Charlie heard the roars of dragons and in the distance could see flashes of spells; it had worked.

Charlie nodded to his parents who stood by the entrance of the largest tent; they did not want to come, just in case their worst fears were real.

And with that the brothers mounted brooms.

'Professor?' Said Bill, bewildered as to why Dumbledore didn't have a broom.

'I do not need brooms or flying creatures to be able to fly,' he said mysteriously, Bill just shrugged and took to the air.

'Ron...Ron...Ronniiieee,' whispered Percy, hoping somehow Ron would be able to hear his whispers over the yells, roars and screams of the fight going on.

'He ain't gonna hear you P,' Charlie shook his head smiling; Percy just looked at him in a well-it-is-worth-a-try-and-hey-it-can't-hurt-can-it.

Suddenly a hooded figure walked around the corner.

'Hey-,' and before he could say anymore, Bill hit him over the head. Charlie mockingly clapped him.

Dumbledore just smiled at their attempts, he wondered if they had ever really grown up.

'Hellooooooooooooooo?' Yelled Bill

'What if someone hears you?' Whispered Percy; outraged at Bill's loudness.

'That is the point.'

'Hello?' Called a voice, it wasn't Ron's but the brothers recognized it.

'Draco,' smiled Bill, so they had found one of the two they were looking for.

'Draco, keep on calling so we can follow your voice,' called out Dumbledore in a calm and relaxed voice.

It didn't take them long to find Draco, his cage wasn't guarded and it only took Dumbledore a flick of a wrist to open.

'You got Ron yet?' Was the first thing Draco said to them.

'Nope, not yet,' said Charlie, leaning up against a stone wall.

'Severus, would you mind calling out?' said Dumbledore to Sev in normal English, not in Parseltongue; it seemed that when Ron had raised Sev from the dead, he had made sure that Sev could understand it, even if he couldn't speak it. The snake nodded.

He called out...but no answer, he couldn't even locate Ron. Sev looked at Dumbledore and shook his head.

'Blocked.'

Dumbledore understood the word and whispered one name.

'Voldermort.'