The whole building had been evacuated for health issues, all muggle residences had been placed in a hotel with all expenses paid to allow the Ministry to investigate. Since no muggles were awake to see the Death Eaters no minds were erased. The building was off limits until further notice, and was secured by warning tape.

Harry Potter had entered the building alone which was against regulations but Harry wasn't in the mood to follow the rules until Hermione and Lucas were found. He had gone through the small apartment about five times now only to come up empty handed. He stood in the living room now looking out of the window rolling a glass golf ball object in his hand.

He was blaming himself for their disappearance, if he hadn't placed mere Junior Aurors around the apartment she would of still been there. Or better at the Weasley's, Ron wouldn't of taken his eyes off of them. Ron was helping though of course, he was out at the Ministry talking to Hermione's boss getting her schedule and everything else.

Looking down at his hand he opened his fist letting the golf ball like thing to open it's wing and fly into the air. The toy Snitch he had given to Lucas on Christmas, ever since he gave it to him the boy hadn't left without it in his pocket. It killed Harry to watch it fly around with out those little blue watching it so closely. Soon enough the Snitch started to let off it's multicolor light, the dragons, hippogriffs, merpeople and many other creatures started to dance on the walls.

A light twinkled out of the corner of his eye, looking down Harry spotted shards of glass. He squatted down reaching a hand out toward the biggest shard but pulled his hand back and reaching into his coat and pulling out his wand. He levied the piece into the air up to eye level and looking it over. There was a green dust on the edges that didn't look familiar, pulling out a handkerchief he wrapped the shard in it the put it in his pocket.

He stood and called the Snitch back, he pocketed that as well only to remove his Auror badge from his belt and held it to his mouth.

"Potter calling in. I need a M.E.I Unit down here pronto at Flat 45 on Welsh Street," he said firmly.

"They're on their way Mr. Potter," said a female voice on the other end.

He held the badge out for a moment the corner of his mouth turning up. The Auror Badge had been Hermione's idea, her fifth year coins for Dumbledore's Army were transformed into badges to allow Aurors to communicate better. It was brilliant she had ever received an award but being Hermione Granger she refused and donated it to St. Mungo's.

It wasn't long until a group of middle aged witches and wizards showed up in the doorway all holding gold briefcases. Beneath their robes he spotted the silver M.E.I Unit badges, the Magical Expert Investigation Unit able to scout a crime scene and discover all magical uses in that a Auror may not see.

"In here," said Harry calling in the crew. They entered and lined up in front of Harry.

An older man with light brown hair that was starting to grey stepped forward extending his hand. "Investigator Fisher sir, I'm the head of this unit. I'm advised that you need our talent."

"Yes, I'm sure you know that last night at 2:16am Hermione Granger and her son Lucas Granger were kidnapped. Aurors have not found any evidence yet, I am calling you in because I have found an unknown substance on the carpet." Harry pointed down at the carpet at the shards on glass.

Fisher knelt down placing a pair of glass over his nose, then reaching into his robe and pulling out his wand. He did the same as Harry, levitating that glass to eye level but instead of looking he waved it under his nose. He looked out at space for a second and then stood to face Harry.

"I'll have it tested, anything else Mr. Potter?"

"Do the whole apartment, bag anything you believe to be as evidence then report to me. No one else," said Harry stepping pass Fisher and toward the door.

"But sir that's against regulation," pointed out Fisher.

Harry turned looking the man in the eye. "This is personal Fisher, between me and who ever has done this. If you don't think you're up for this job I'll find some else."

"We can do it sir, we just don't want to lose our jobs."

Harry cracked a devilish smile. "Believe me Fisher if anyone's going to lose their job it will be me."

Harry left the apartment then, climbing into his car and driving away. Removing one hand from the wheel he pulled out the Snitch and rolled it in his hands. I swear on my life I will find them and kill who ever took them. And so help me Merlin if they are hurt I will not hesitate to kill with my bare hands.

Down at the Ministry on the fifth level which was the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Ron Weasley was having an interesting meeting with the Law director.

"Where is she?" Ron was saying holding the older man against the oak doors of his office.

"Sir, I'm sorry but I don't know where she is. She showed up yesterday like every other work day. Then she left at three to pick up her son, and from then on she works at home. That's all I know" the old man said looking into blue eyes full of fury.

Ron, rage filling his body quickly lifted the man off the wall and threw him on the desk. "Look old man, I'm not playing around. I want as much information on Hermione Granger as you know and I want it now!"

He let the old guy go and taking a step back allowing him to get up. The Law Director picked himself up off the desk and went over to a filing cabinet. He's hands worked fast in the 'G' drawer running over the many files, finally he pulled out a file and with a shaky hand he handed it to the red head.

Ron snatched it away and flipped it opening finding a picture of Hermione, he shut the file and slid it into his robes then point to the man. "This stays between you and me, if you tell the Aurors I'll be back and it won't be pleasant."

With that Ron threw open the door and slammed it shut leaving the Department his robes billowing behind him as workers stared after him. He walked down the halls toward the Floo Network hall, he was to meet Harry at his home as soon as he had. So pulling out his bag of Floo Powder he took a handful and threw it in calling out 'Potter Residence.'

In a swirl of green flames he was zipping past many other fireplaces catching only glimpses of homes before his trip was over. He landed with a light thud in his sister's living room, dusting off the ash he looked around for any sign of his sister and brother-in-law.

"Harry is that you?" Ginny came around the corner drying her hands on a cloth, she stopped dead when she saw Ron there. "Oh. Hi Ron, um can I help you."

"Yeah, where's Harry?"

Looking up at the clock on the mantelpiece Ginny answered. "He should be here shortly, said he wanted to spend lunch with me. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you stayed."

Ron nodded and followed his sister into the kitchen, sitting down at the small wooden table Ron fiddled his thumbs. Ginny came and sat across from him placing a plate with a sandwich on it as well as a glass of pumpkin juice. He thanked her and started to eat, Ginny watched recognizing his eating habit.

A car pulled up outside causing Ginny to smile at the sound of the familiar squeal of the breaks. Standing up she went to the front door to meet her husband, pushing the screen door open she watched as Harry got out of his car and stretched. He caught sight of the red head in the door way smiling out at him and he had to smile back. Everyday he knew marrying Ginny Weasley had been the best thing he could possibly of done in life.

Ginny stepped out of the house and walked over to Harry who took one step and engulfed her in his long arms wrapping her up. She let her arms wrap around his neck softly nuzzling into his neck as he breathed in deeply letting a hand wrap itself in her red locks.

She pulled back and placed a delicate kiss on his lips smiling the whole time, Harry moaned softly before pulling away and looking into his wife's eyes. "Who was your day?"

She smiled. "The usual."

Harry wrapped an arm around her waist as he led her back to the house. "My day was, slow."

"Nothing yet huh?"

"Not really there was broken glass on the carpet but that's it. There's a team there now hopefully figuring out what happened," said Harry opening the door to his home and following Ginny into the hall.

She helped him remove his coat as he slipped out f shoes, once Ginny had his coat on the hook they walked into the kitchen. "So what's for lun…"

Harry stopped short at the sight of his best friend sitting at his table eating a sandwich. Any other time he would have been thrilled to see him but not at his table in his home eating, hopefully not, his sandwich. He wasn't sure what made him lose his joy of being home for lunch, the fact his friend had intruded on his personal time or the husband personality that was yelling at him saying no other male should be in his domain no matter if it was friend.

"What are you doing here?"

Ron looked up rubbing his mouth clean of crumbs. "You told me to come by once I had the file."

Harry flicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth, the day Ron wants to listen is the day he decides to spend quality time with his wife. "I guess I did."

Ginny watched as Harry leaned against the side of the fridge instead of going to sit with his brother-in-law. She let it go for the moment making it a mental note to ask later on what his problem was. Cutting the sandwich in half she handed it to Harry with a peck on the cheek.

"Well excuse me but I have laundry to do," said Ginny leaving the room.

Harry watched as she exited the back door into the porch where the laundry was kept, he watched as she took a basket of sheets and started to hang them on the line out back. He waited a moment then placed his sandwich on the counter and turned to Ron.

"Are you crazy!"

"What I do?"

"Lunch is when I spend time with Ginny and I walk in to see you at my table eating," said Harry folding his arms over his chest.

"I didn't think it was a crime to come to my sisters home and surprise my brother-in-law," he said sipping his juice.

Harry's eyes narrowed, he hadn't yet gotten use to Ron being his brother-in-law yet. The man hadn't even been around for years and he wanted Harry to expect him in right away. He found it hard.

"I guess you're right," he mumbled.

Ron had a satisfied look on his face that raised Harry's curiosity. "Where's the file?"

Leaning back Ron pulled out the folder and held it out for Harry who stepped forward and took it. He flipped through it quickly then put it down on the counter next to his lunch. He looked at Ron who was now lounging in his seat a hand on his stomach.

"Time to go," said Harry standing up straight.

Ron darted his eyes at him frowning. "What?"

"You heard me."

"I just got here, don't you want to spend time."

"Yeah with my wife, look mate. I get a few days where I can come home for lunch which is the best time to be with her. And today just happens to be that time, and you are ruining it," Harry said looking out the window for a second then back at Ron. "Sorry."

Ron ran his tongue over his teeth and shrugged. "Fine."

He stood walked up to Harry and smirked. "Your welcome on getting that file."

Harry kept his eyes forward as Ron brushed past him into the living room, he heard him call out the Burrow and with a light swoosh he was gone. Sighing Harry pushed Ron, and work from his mind. This was his one hour and a half break he wasn't going to let it be ruined today.

Putting a charming smile on his face he walked outside and snuck up behind Ginny wrapping his arms around her waist. She relaxed against his chest and let him place gentle butterfly kisses on her neck. It wasn't long before they found their way indoors again finding their way to their bedroom where they spent Harry's whole hour and a half.