Vic's day was not turning out so well. He had woken up while all the teachers talked in the yard only to find Roy missing from the room.

A quick look by the fireplace downstairs resulted in him finding his brother's note that he and Teddy were heading over to Borgin and Burkes.

Obviously, Vic wasn't the kind of kid who liked to stay put and skip out on an adventure so, quickly grabbing Roy's cloak (since his was still lying bloody and dirty on the floor of the Defense office), Vic grabbed a handful of Floo powder and was gone.

Vic arrived in the Leaky Cauldron and quickly flew over to the entrance to Knockturn Alley. If he was lucky, he'd be able to bump into his brother and friend along the way.

Unfortunately, it seemed that luck wasn't on his side this time because the entire walk to Borgin and Burkes yielded no findings of Roy or Teddy.

With a sigh Vic plastered his nose to the window of the store, maybe the two were still inside.

A quick scan in the dusty store also proved unsuccessful, Mr Borgin wasn't even at the front counter. Should Vic risk it and go in to ask where Roy was? Or would it be too suspicious?

Before Vic could make a move however, Mr Borgin suddenly walked out of the back room of the store followed by two people wearing dark cloaks. One man was shorter than the other and they both sported short black hair, almost like Vic's. They were both fairly young, no older than thirty, but their faces were lined prematurely and the larger man had a large scar running down his face from his cheek bone.

Vic's gut told him to remain out of sight and he quickly ducked down from the window. Through the reflection of the shop across the street he was able to make out Mr. Borgin handing over a slip of paper over to one of the men who tucked it away in his right pocket with a nod and began walking towards the door.

"Shit!"

Vic quickly ran over to the alleyway behind Borgin's shop, crouching behind a water barrel that housed water from the shop's storm drain.

"Looks like the Master's starting to get paranoid." One of the men spoke up. Vic didn't dare move to find out who it was. "He wants it done by the end of the month at least. We'd better get going. The rain will give us pretty good cover."

"Can we stop by Honeydukes before we meet with the others? It's on the way," another voice spoke up and a grunt of confirmation was heard before there was a CRACK as the two dissaparated.

Vic leapt into action. Honeydukes. That was in Hogesmeade. He could get there and if he was lucky he'd bump into those two again.

He quickly dipped his head into the water barrel, using the water to gel his spiky hair back for the time. He then ripped off the little Slytherin patch on Roy's robes and with a bit more difficulty, tore off both sleeves. The end result was more of a gangster looking sleeveless jacket and Vic shrugged. It'd have to do.

Roy was going to kill him for ruining his cloak.

"No time for that."

Vic quickly did up the jacket all the way and wrapped one of the sleeves around his face to act as a makeshift scarf.

He looked at himself in the reflection of the water and nodded to it before taking off back towards the Leaky Cauldron making sure to step in every mud hole and water puddle in the alley.

"Damn, I can't wait to learn how to dissaparate."

Getting to the Cauldron was simple enough and by then Vic was sweaty and out of breath. Grabbing some Floo powder, he quickly climbed into the Cauldron's many fireplaces and shouted out

"The Three Broomsticks!"

Vic made sure to land in the middle of a pile of soot from the fireplace and it caked his whole body when he landed in the fireplace.

He ignored the startled looks of some of the customers in the café and quickly ran out the door and into a back alley before flying as high as he could into the sky.

If he was lucky…..

"Yes!"

Vic smirked to himself as he found the rather obvious black backs of the two men amongst the sea of other vibrant colors in Hogsmeade.

They seemed to have been slowed down from the crowd of people at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Probably a sale or something.

He quickly landed and took off at a run.

"Alright Vic, you've done this a million times before. Right pocket. Remember the paper's in the right pocket."

Vic doubled his pace and when he was just about a foot away from the suspects he tripped.

"Whoa!" he shouted out and a few people glanced up at him. Vic's momentum sent him flying into the larger man, sending both of them tumbling to the ground. The display of Pygmy Puffs on sale nearby tipped over and landed on top of them and several Wiz-bangs went off.

"Oh! I'm sorry sir! I guess I wasn't looking where I was going."

Vic stammered in his best childlike voice. He quickly helped the other man up only to have the arm he was supporting yanked out from his grasp.

"Watch where you're going kid!" the man snarled and Vic made an apologetic face before nodding as the two men pushed past him. They obviously didn't want to make a scene.

In the back of his mind Vic congratulated himself for such an awesome fireworks display.

Vic hung his head slightly in fake sadness as the duo left and turned a bit with a guilty expression as the shop owner arrived at the scene.

"I'm sorry sir. Here, let me help you pick them...Mr. Weasley?"

Vic asked, eyes wide.

George Weasley grinned.

"How's it going kid? You look like a mess."

Vic fidgeted uncomfortably and looked over in the direction where the two men had taken off. Hopefully Mr. Weasley wouldn't spoil his cover.

"I thought you worked at Diagon Alley," Vic asked, bending down to fetch many of the Pygmy Puffs that now littered the street. Thankfully, not being very active animals, they didn't get very far.

"I usually do but right now I'm checking out how this little outlet's holding up. I am manager and all," George replied with a smile as he righted the display.

"And why're you here?" George asked and Vic grinned sheepishly.

"I'm tailing someone."

George let out a loud laugh and Vic winced, quickly scanning the area.

"So yeah. Ask one of the professors for more details. I've got to go," Vic said nervously. If he didn't hurry he'd lose track of the two men.

"Give me a minute," George told him and Vic turned back to face him.

"Scourgify"

And in an instant Vic was clean.

"Want me to patch the cloak too?"

Vic gave a shrug. His disguise wasn't needed now that he'd bumped into his targets. With a simple flick of George's wand, Roy's robes were good as new.

"I love magic."

"Thank you sir," Vic said, giving a little bow.

"No problem Vic. I'm heading back to Diagon in an hour or so. Anything you want me to pick up?"

"No. Nothing for now. Oh but if you see Roy or Teddy can you tell them where I am?" Vic asked.

"Sure thing kiddo. Good luck sleuthing," George said as Vic gave another little bow of gratitude and took off.

"That kid's gonna make a great troublemaker."

Vic on the other hand really had no intention of following in George Weasley's footsteps just yet.

Instead, taking out a slip of paper he had in his pocket, he was pretty happy with what he had right now.

Crouching in another alley, Vic quickly scanned through both sides of the slip of paper he'd stolen from the men earlier.

"S.S. Done by 7pm. Meet at 8."

Vis stared at the piece of paper in confusion. SS? What the heck was SS? Severus Snape?

Vic stared at the paper slightly disturbed. No. It didn't make sense. It had to be something else.

With a sigh Vic decided he'd figure out later. First things first.

Vic shoved the paper back into his pocket and ran out of the alley headed straight for Honeydukes. The men had mentioned them wanting to go there after all.

Honeydukes was extremely crowded, it being a holiday and all but the extra people worked well in Vic's favour. For, even in the crowded store, he could still make out the tell tale forms of the two men in black.

Silently slipping in, he weaved around the other customers until he was only a few inches away from the men at the back of the store looking at the blood lollipops.

Silently, Vic replaced the piece of paper into the man's pocket, pleased with himself when the man didn't even feel it and simply walked away with his companion.

Humming softly to himself in satisfaction, Vic walked calmly out of the store after a few more minutes of pretending to be interested at the candy floss by the windows.

Waiting by a nearby alley, Vic watched the two men leave Honeydukes with a bag of candy before they took off in separate directions.

Vic frowned but ultimately decided to follow the smaller man who he hadn't stolen off of since there was a better chance he wouldn't remember Vic from earlier.

The man in question however, suddenly ducked into an alleyway and disappeared.

"Shit!" Vic cried out softly, punching a nearby wall.

What was it? Apparation? Invisibility cloak? Disillusionment charm? Whatever it was the man was gone and Vic doubted that he'd be able to find the other man in time anyways.

He had to figure out what S.S. was and he had to figure it out now.

So he backtracked and sat down right in front of Weasley' Wizard Wheezes and went through everything he could think of with initials S.S.

S.S...Severus Snape. Salazar Slytherin. Maybe it wasn't a person...

Sorcerer's Stone?

Vic thought back to his history classes but nothing Mr. Croswell had said about the Sorcerer's Stone seemed useful in this current situation.

He was just nearing the half hour peak of sitting and thinking when out of nowhere he heard his name.

"Vic?"

Vic looked up. There, coming towards him was none other than his brother and best friend, each sporting large ice cream cones.

"How'd you guys get here?" Vic asked, perplexed.

"We bumped into Mr. Weasley at the ice cream parlour. He said you were here so ta dah, here we are. We used the Floos in the Leaky Cauldron," Roy explained, handing Vic one of his cones.

"He said you were up to something. Wanna explain?" Teddy went on, attention drifting from his friend back to his ice cream.

"I'll explain later. Some suspicious guys are going somewhere and I wanna find out where. They mentioned something about 'S.S' but I can't for the life of me figure out what it is," Vic huffed, irritated.

"Shrieking Shack?" Roy pointed out and Vic stared.

"What? We're in Hogsmeade aren't we? The Shrieking Shack's just over there," Roy said to Vic's dumfounded expression.

"Dammit bro, why didn't you say so earlier?!" Vic shouted.

"I just got here!"

"Hey come on guys. Don't fight. Vic if you don't eat that it's gonna melt all over you," Teddy said, separating the two brothers.

Vic sighed and quickly slurped up his melting ice cream.

"Well come on. It's getting late. We'd better check this out and then go home," Teddy continued before looking up at the cloudy sky, "I think it's gonna rain soon," he added as an afterthought.

"All the more reason to hurry up. Come on Roy," Vic said, finishing off his ice cream at a breakneck speed.

"...is that my cloak?" Roy suddenly asked.

"...Come on! We don't have time to waste!" Vic said hurriedly before rushing off to the direction of the Shrieking Shack.

Teddy caught Roy rolling his eyes at his younger brother but, with a slap on the back and a grin, he and Roy ran off after Vic.