"Minerva, I just received an owl from Ministry. They finished their check of all of the dead for poison and spells, and such, and they found some irregularities with Molly, Arthur and Ronald Weasley."

Minerva looked hopeful. "What does that mean, Albus?" She set down the book that she was reading, and looked up at him.

"They aren't dead. Apparently, their bodies were just transfigured out of something. Now we just have to find out where they are."

James popped into his parent's bedroom. "I can help with that. Remus and Lily can go tell Harry, Ginny and Hermione. Sirius and I can do some exploring. We've been to Voldemort's lair already, should be easy finding wherever he's keeping them."

Harry had fallen asleep in Severus' arms that night, and Severus hadn't had the heart to move him, despite the fact that he now couldn't feel his right arm or either of his legs. "Severus, we have news for you." Lily smiled. "It's not great news, but it may cheer Harry up. We already told the girls; they're still injured, so Poppy won't let them out, but …"

"Get to the point, Lily. I dislike being kept in suspense." Severus rubbed his tired eyes with his free hand.

"Ron, Molly, and Arthur have only been kidnapped, they aren't dead yet." Harry woke up just as she said that.

"They aren't? There's still a chance?" Harry looked at Severus. "We've got to do something, Sev."

"We can't do anything tonight, Harry. I'm sure Dad is coming up with something."

"Jamie and Sirius are investigating Voldemort's lair. They should be back as soon as they can find something out. I figured you'd want to know the news."

"Thanks, Lily. It helps." Severus looked at Harry. "Why don't you get up and go, to bed? Unless you're enjoying using me as a pillow, of course."

"Actually, my pillow is more comfy. See you in the morning, Severus, Lily."

As soon as he left, Severus let out a sigh. "It's not fair that he has to deal with everything, Lily. One person can only handle so much."

"I know. But even though he's lost so much, he still has the things that are most important."

"What exactly, does he still have that's so important?" Severus stifled an oncoming yawn.

"Family, friends, us… and as of right now, he still has his sanity."

The morning dawned bright, clear, and hopeful. As soon as Harry woke up, he headed to the Hospital Wing and took his girlfriend in his arms. "I am so glad that, despite everything, I still have you. I love you, you know."

"I love you too, Harry. You aren't thinking of doing anything stupid, are you? Like going to fight Voldemort by yourself or something?" She rested her head against Harry's chest.

"He better not. We need him safe here," The pillow-muffled voice of Hermione chastised.

"I'm not going anywhere until we know what's going on. We can't go rushing blindly into situations where we don't know what's going on. We learned that last year."

"Well said, Harry. James and Sirius haven't come back yet, so it's possible that Voldemort has them in a different location or in a spot that they've never been in." Minerva sat down on the edge of the bed. "Everyone is getting two weeks off to visit family and go to funerals. We're staying here, not everyone is going to go home, of course, but I can assure you that what's left of the Order will be doing everything that we can to find out what's going on."

Two weeks later, James and Sirius hadn't come back, and Lily, Remus, and the newly made ghost Weasley twins couldn't find them either. "We're going to have to send a search team out, then." Albus was not keen on the idea of sending people into possible danger, but it had to be done.

"Ginny, Hermione and I are going. Severus and the ghosts have volunteered also. We've talked this over, every night for the past five days, and we've come up with an extensive plan." The look in Harry's eyes mirrored the one his mother gave to disobedient students.

"You are the most proficient spell casters the school has seen in a century, and all of you have battle and stealth experience. They can go, if they have to Albus." Minerva was proud of her lions, and her snakes too.

Minerva and Albus watched as the four, plus the four ghosts, walked across the grounds. "For all of our sakes, I really hope that this mission isn't in vain, Albus."

Albus put his arm around her. "I do too, Minerva. I would go myself if I were not so old. Harry's a good boy, and virtually unmatched as a wizard. Perhaps some good will come out of all of this."