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PIPER'S POV

The sound of our feet slamming against the ground echoed through the castle as we sprinted for the Gryffindor tower. Barely pausing to remember the way, Percy led Nico and me up several staircases and down halls that seemed endless.

Several wrong turns and loud swears later, Percy swung himself around another corner. "Almost there," he grunted.

A couple turns later, and we could hear the murmur of talking and someone barking at the others to move, someone that sounded suspiciously like-

"Lucy!" I pushed past students towards her and grabbing her shoulders. "What's going on?" She turned towards us and I saw tear tracks running down her face, eyes red and puffy, almost like shed been crying for a long time.

"R-Rose- she, she s-said," Lucy drew in a shuddering breath. "You'd better let her tell you."

She turned and said "Fleamont" to one of the paintings just behind her, a painting of an old lady in a hideous pink dress. The lady nodded her head and her portrait swung forward to reveal a large room with several people standing around. Some were collapsed on red chairs and couches, heads in their hands. A few boys who looked around fourteen were grouped around a short man- like, ridiculously short- who looked like he was asking questions.

Suddenly, Percy let out a loud gasp and took off in the direction of a group of people who were bunched together, a group with several heads of vibrant red hair in various state of bedhead.

Weasleys and Potters.

Nico and I followed close behind him as he wove around people and tables until he reached James, who had his arms around his little sister, Lily.

"James-" was all Percy managed to make out before he was grabbed by Fred and Roxanne.

"Where've you been?" Fred demanded. His normally playful manner was gone, replaced by a grimness far from his usually playful nature.

"It's been nearly an hour." Roxanne hissed. "What the bloody hell took you so long?"

Nico glared at her. "Considering none of us really know our way around, it took Aquaman here a while to get us sprinting in the right direction."

Roxanne shook her head and sighed. "It doesn't even matter. You're here now. Come on, you've got to talk to Teddy and Scorpius."

My blood turned cold. "What are they doing here? Where's Rose?"

"She's talking to professor McGonagall at the moment."

I sighed in relief. Percy exhaled slowly in an attempt to calm himself down. "So she's okay?" Fred and Roxanne shared a quick look, like there was bad news they weren't telling us. I narrowed my eyes at them. Fred gulped.

"We'll let you be the judge of that," Roxanne said finally.

She grabbed Percy's arm and pulled him to one of the couches nearby, where Teddy was slumped with his head in his hands. Next to him, Scorpius was leaning on him with his head on Teddy's shoulder, his body shaking with sobs.

I ran forward and sat on Scorpius's other side, resting one of my hands on his arm. "Scorpius, what's going on?"

He shook his head and cried even harder as Teddy wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him into a hug, resting his chin on top of Scorpius's head. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Fred and Roxanne slip over to where Lily and James were. Someone was missing, but I couldn't figure out who. . .

"Rose should be out with McGonagall any minute. They've just gone upstairs-"

"Why are we waiting for rose and the Professor? Why can't anyone just tell us what's going on?" Nico demanded angrily. Next to him, Percy nodded.

"Yeah, what's everyone doing here? It's like 3 am and not everyone's even in Gyffindor."

Teddy shook his head. "I don't even know what's going on here. Scorpius ran by the Hufflepuff common room as soon as he got the message. I didn't even know something was going on until someone started shouting about a frantic Slytherin running about the hall outside our common room. We barely talked to Rose, and no one else is willing to talk."

Nico groaned and rolled his eyes. "Great. Well, can you at least tell us why we're here in the middle of the night in pyjamas?"

"It's-"

"Students and professors, if I could have your attention please!" Professor McGonagall appeared on a balcony, her sharp voice carrying across the common room. Rose was standing next to her, her face whiter than snow. "I ask at this time that the Weasleys, Potters, Mr. Lupin, Mr. Malfoy, and the exchange students remain in the common room. Everyone else, there are sleeping places being set up for you in the great hall. Mr. Flitwick, if you please."

The short man from earlier nodded and began ushering students out the doorway. At some point, someone had pulled Lucy inside and she was now standing hand in hand with Molly. Victoire was perched on the armrest next to Teddy, hand in hand, staring up at Professor McGonagall.

McGonagall took a deep breath, a million lines appearing on her face in a matter of seconds. "The reason you are all here, even those of you not in Gryffindor house, is because something terrible has happened. For the first time in several years, a student has been taken."

Shock wove through the air, coating us in a thick blanket. Someone was taken?

Whoever it was, they were important to everyone, but to one person more than others. I could actually feel someone's heartache, like it was my own. Someone…

"Oh," I said softly. "Oh no."

"Pipes?" Percy asked.

"His name," McGonagall continued. "Is Albus Potter."

A sob echoed from the couch, and that's when it hit me.

The person whose pain I had been feeling was Scorpius.

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