Hello :) I know this is late, but you can't plan my life anymore. It's not been easy recently, and struggling to keep myself together. So shan't give deadlines to myself as it just isn't working. Will try to update as quickly as possible though...

Thanks for the reviews, those of you that still have faith in me :D

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"Harry? Draco!" Fred yelled, racing towards where the scream had echoed from. "Where are you?"

As he turned the corner, he froze in shock. The teacher of his current favourite lesson had the boys by the throat as he dragged them along behind him. They were trying to lessen the grip on their throats as tears poured down their cheeks. Unthinkingly, he raised his hand to Mad-eye Moody and a pulse of light streamed towards the man who dropped to the floor.

Gasping and crying and spluttering unintelligibly, the two boys stumbled towards Fred who dropped to his knees to gather them in his arms.

When the others found them minutes later, the sight that greeted them was Fred sat against the wall (with two young children sleeping in his lap) staring at the man that wasn't who he claimed to be. As soon as he spotted them, he collapsed. They were safe now. His boys were safe.

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After he had told his story for the third time, Luna walked into Dumbledore's office to embrace Fred with an expression of relief on her face.

He returned her hug, but didn't take his eyes off the two boys who were now wide awake and playing with transfigured toy cars, recovered from their experience that had taken place a mere two hours ago- only young children. He hadn't let them out of his sight since he had first found them, even when they had all been checked over again by Madame Pomfrey after they woke.

Dumbledore had passed off his unusual show of magic as panic, as had the Minister of Magic and other people of status- all now gone. With the use of various potions, Sirius had been freed, released of all charges and compensated. It wasn't enough, Fred thought silently having been told the story by his younger brother and Hermione, but it would have to do.

And with the thought of his brother...

"Where's George?" he asked, panicked. "Where's my brother?"

Silence met his words.

"Come here." He said to Harry and Draco suddenly, who complied sighoug fuss. He pulled them to him, and repeated his question- sounding very young as he did so.

"Where's my brother? Where's Georgie?"

"Perhaps we ought to move elsewhere Mr Weasley." Said McG quietly. This did nothing to sooth Fred, who was now very very scared.

"Where is my brother?" He yelled, unconsciously clutching the two protectively as he leapt to his feet. Luna wrapped her arms round the three boys, whispering words of comfort in his ear.

"We don't know." Said Snape at last. "He vanished not long after we found you, he went back to find your wand- said you'd kill him if you learnt he hadn't looked. We haven't seen him since."

"I didn't notice... I didn't notice he'd gone."

"Fred, you've only been awake an hour. It's understandable- George would have wanted you to focus on the boys anyway." Ron said out of the blue. "Now sit and calm down. We will find him- and you will stay here or go to the hospital wing. You're in no state to go wandering around the castle and grounds at half past five in the morning." Stunned, Fred did as he was told.

"Well said Mr Weasley." Smiled Dumbledore. Ron didn't return the smile, but instead glared at him.

"Surely you must have noticed something was wrong, 'Headmaster'?" He said lowly, expression cold. "Harry and Draco could have died, Fred too. And now George is missing. Hogwarts is supposed to be even more secure and safe than bloody Gringotts! A load of bull, if you ask me."

Instead of telling him off for his language, Hermione joined in.

"Year after year after year we have been placed in danger- and you manage to do nothing but place the responsibility into the hands of three of the students. Don't get comfortable again, coz you're not going to have this title much longer, Headmaster." And with that, she and Ron turned away from them.

"Right, someone needs to get in contact with Sirius and Remus. Then we need to split up again- in pairs or groups, no one alone. We'll search the castle and grounds totally, communicating always. That way we'll know if something happens- good or bad." Hermione continued, no sign of what had just happened showing. "I shall go with Ron- we need to talk anyway. Then I think Blaise and Theo, Professor McGonagall and Severus, Remus and Sirius- once we've got them here- and oh dear, it appears Dumbledore is on his own. Oh well." She finished with a small grin, quickly covered with one of concern.

"Hello?" called Remus, stepping calmly out of the fireplace. "You called?" he looked at the pair in the arms of grief-stricken Fred and sighed. "Never an easy year, huh kiddo?"

With a yell, Sirius catapulted out of the fireplace, skimming the robes of Remus who avoided with the skill of someone with much practise, and collapsed back-first onto the carpet in front of Fred and the boys. He looked at Harry, Harry looked at him and both waved hello.

"Hello Harry." Was all Sirius said.

"Hello!" grinned Harry, both still waving.

"Draco, this is Sirius. Sirius, this is Draco."

"Hello Wiwius!" Smiled Draco.

"Hello Draco." Said Sirius, waving with both his hands at the both of them.

He then promptly fainted.

"Nightie night Sirius/ Wiwius." Said the boys together, snuggling up to Fred again from where they had leant forward. They then fell asleep, and whilst they were dreaming their hands linked together to be held tightly by one another.

Just as the plan had been finalised and Fred promised to stay with the boys and stay in the office, Harry and Draco woke up.

"GEORGE!" they screamed. "NO!"

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Oops... Another cliffhanger. Never mind :D