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Family Album

Hermione awoke later that evening. She didn't remember how she got into bed, or why she had let herself fall asleep. But she did know that her falling asleep had wasted precious time. Time they could be searching for Claire. She jumped up out of bed and shouted for Draco but he was no where to be found.

'Who is he to leave me to sleep and go off to look for her on his own?' she thought in a huff. This thought however was brought to a swift halt by a lightheaded sensation as she stood on her feet. Her hand went to her head and she sat back down on the bed. Draco heard her shouting and ran into the bedroom to see what was the matter.

"Are you alright?" he asked kneeling in front of her.

"Why did you let me sleep? We need to be out there, Claire is…she could be…" then she broke off into tears again.

"She's not dead Hermione." he said firmly, stroking her matted, sweaty hair. "I can feel it. She's still alive and she wants to come home. But what good will we do out there right now? You are dead on your feet, pale and sick to your stomach…"

"And dizzy…" Hermione added remembering why she sat down to begin with.

"Dizzy?"

"I felt lightheaded a moment ago, but I'm fine now. I probably just got up out of bed too fast."

"I think you should go to St. Mungo's. Get checked out."

"I'm fine. Has Harry found anything out?"

"No, I'm afraid not. But he wants us to stay here, he will owl with news as soon as he gets some."

"I want to go out and look for her." Hermione said stubbornly.

"Potter's orders are to stay put. But since you are up, stay put for a second. I'll be right back."

Draco stood up and ran into the bathroom. Hermione heard the sound of water running and the smell of chamomile. Draco reentered the room and scooped her up off of the bed carrying her gingerly into the bathroom.

"Really Draco, this isn't necessary…I just want to find Claire." she said, but her body was too tired to fight.

"I want to find her too. More than you can know. Potter has the best people on it. Aurors, magical law enforcement, even the muggle policemen and newspapers. There is nothing we can do that he isn't already doing." he said as he undressed her. Her clothing was tossed onto the marble floor before he lifted her again into the giant bathtub.

The hot water and chamomile scent helped calm her but inside she was just as anxious as ever. Her mind kept replaying the events of last night. Nothing unusual stood out. Nothing was out of place. It was almost too perfect.

Draco sat there watching her in the tub. He was worried about her. Guilt was a terrible thing, that he knew. He felt guilty about his parent's death for years afterwards. He knew it could consume you, eat you alive from the inside.

"It's not your fault you know." he said

She didn't answer him.

"This was planned out. For who knows how long. Whoever this person is didn't just want a child, he wanted Claire. And it seems that he would stop at nothing to get her."

Tears ran down her face once again.

"Why her?" she finally replied. "Why Claire?"

"That's what we need to figure out. Do you still have her case file from St. Mungo's?" Draco asked scooting closer to the tub.

"I think it's in my office, in the desk drawer." she replied.

Draco stood up and headed for the door.

"You won't be able to get into it." she told him. "I'll have to go too."

"After you finished and had something to eat." he replied.

"I still feel sick to my stomach, maybe just some toast and tea?"

"Be right back then." he said heading out of the bathroom.

An hour later Draco and Hermione used the floo to head over to St. Mungo's. Being Boxing Day and all it was pretty bare. Healer trainee Whitney, being the new girl, was stuck in the Children's ward caring for the kids. Luckily for Hermione there weren't many left. Sophie was the only orphan left and one other sick kid who would be going home soon.

"Healer Granger! What are you doing here? I heard about Claire on the news, I'm so sorry." she said.

"Thank you. I just need Claire's case file from my desk. We are hoping there is something in it that will tell us who took her or why." she said rummaging through one of the drawers until she pulled out a big green folder. She whispered something to it and the top flap opened easily.

"I'll keep you in my thoughts." Whitney said as Hermione and Draco took off out the door.

"Let's go back to the manor to go through it. I'll owl Potter and have him meet us there." Draco said grabbing one of the hospital owls and scribbling a quick note to Harry. He and Hermione then headed to one of the massive fireplaces and went home.

Still at Fin's flat Harry Potter was frustrated. There was nothing there to indicate why this stranger had taken Claire. Or where he had taken her to. Aurors were busy gathering anything they thought could help, but so far nothing had turned up other than clothes that clearly belonged to a woman. Harry guessed they were Hermione's but wasn't sure. Then one of the other auror's brought something to Harry. An old leather bound book. Inscribed in gold letters was

Gillihan

Harry took the book and opened it. It was a photo album with many pictures of a happy family. A young man with blonde hair and a striking young woman sat happily at a table waving to the camera. Some of the next pages were filled with wedding photos. In one the man was holding a paper heart with the name 'Margaret' written across the front. He was holding it out for the woman, who was blushing deeply. The next page was filled with photo of the woman with an ever growing belly. And after that she and the man holding a tiny baby boy. The next few pages were filled with pictures of the little boy growing up, going to school at Hogwarts, and then wedding pictures of him as well. The unnamed man and Margaret looked very proud as their son married a beautiful blonde woman. The sign at over the table at the wedding said;

'Congratulations Sabia and Cavan.'

Harry continued to flip through the book. More pictures of family gatherings, and then the woman named Sabia looked to be pregnant. In the picture she ran her hands over her ever growing belly. And then finally in one of the last pages the birth of a little girl. A girl so fair she seemed to glow from within. And with deep blue eyes. He recognized her immediately. Just then an owl flew in the open window. It was from Draco.

Potter,

Hermione and I have been to her office at St. Mungo's and retrieved Claire's case file. We are hoping there is something in there that will be of some help. Come by the manor as soon as you can.

DM

Harry summoned one of the other Aurors putting him in charge until he returned. He used the floo and headed over to Malfoy Manor.

Hermione and Draco were sitting in the living room, papers strewn on the floor in front of them. Harry burst out of the suddenly emerald flames and dusted off his robes before addressing the couple.

"Did you find anything?" Hermione asked hopefully.

"I'm afraid not. But we did find this picture album." he told her handing it to Hermione. Her thin fingers traced the gold lettered name.

"Gillihan that was Claire's last name!" she said opening the book and fingering through it. "Who are these people?"

Just as Harry was about to give her his theory she gasped.

"This…this is the man that was following Claire, the one that tried to grab her." she said pointing to a picture of Fin at his son's wedding. Harry looked at the man with well kept long blond hair. His happy smile and pale eyes gave no indication of who he actually was. There were no names by his pictures.

"His name is Fin." Draco said. "Claire told us that day remember?"

Hermione nodded.

"Fin? Fin Gillihan?" Harry asked looking at the picture again.

"But he might have lied to her." Hermione said nervously.

"Maybe, but we will go with that name for now. It could be short for something to. Finnigan, Finnius, Finster…who knows really." Harry said watching the picture intently.

"Do you think he's related?" Hermione asked. "We did a full relative check when her family was killed. No one turned up."

"I think he is her grandfather. On her father's side by the looks of it." Harry said pulling a clearer picture out of the album. "I'm putting this in the Daily Prophet. Maybe someone will know him."

"Her father's mum was the one we found in the house with her mum, dad and brother. There was no indication of a husband." Hermione said.

"Maybe they were not together, maybe they thought he was dead…all I know is that he is the only suspect we have right now. And we need to follow through with every lead that comes in. Is there anything in those papers you brought home?"

"Just her parent's names, birthdates, dates of death and so on. Her medical files and date of adoption. Nothing I would call useful."

"Let me have them anyway." Harry said taking the papers. "Just in case."

"If he is her grandfather, there is less of a chance of her being hurt or killed right?" Draco asked.

"Did that ever stop your father?" Harry asked back.

Draco stood up and headed upstairs without another word.

The next morning Fin's picture was all over the Daily Prophet. Posters went up in Diagon Alley, Hogsmeade and anywhere witches and wizards were likely to look. The flyers revealed that this isn't a recent picture of the suspect and that he might have longer or shorter hair, be bald, and be dirty or any number of other things that could alter his appearance. The muggle police also put a still shot of Fin in their papers and a picture of Claire on missing posters and cartons of milk. Harry didn't let on that Fin might be Claire's grandfather to anyone but Draco and Hermione.

Soon owls were pouring into the ministry. Sightings all over the place, in London, in Hogsmeade, just about everywhere. And people claiming to have seen Claire or her dead body in visions. Divination experts wanting to help. Harry had Aurors working day and night to check out every lead. After a few days time Harry was exhausted. It was almost New Years Eve and they were no further to finding Claire than the day she was taken.

Back at the manor Draco and Hermione were pacing the floors. Every bird that flew by gave them hope of news on Claire, but none ever came. To make matters worse Hermione was barely eating, sleeping sporadically, and still getting sick whenever she thought of Claire. Draco sat in Claire's room on her bed and ran his hands along the sating pink bedding. He didn't think he had ever hurt this badly inside in all of his life. Draco stood up to go check on Hermione when Evy came bursting in Claire's room.

"Master Draco, Harry Potter and his wife are here to see you!" she squeaked.

"Potter is here? Thank you Evy." he said running down stairs to greet him, hoping he was there with good news.

"Potter, Ginny…I hope you are here with some good news." he said. But the expression on Harry's face answered his question.

"Oh." Draco said, his face falling.

"I'm sorry Draco. We are working around the clock. Who knew there were so many dishonest people in this world? Even the muggle police have found nothing."

"I know you are doing your best. How are you two? How is the baby?" he said attempting to blink away some tears of disappointment.

"He's fine." Ginny said. "He's with my mum. But there is another reason we are here. I know Hermione has been blaming herself. And I thought having her friends here, all of her friends, would help."

Draco looked at her oddly as she walked to his front door and opened it. Standing there shivering was Ron.

"I don't know if this is…" Draco started. But Ron walked up to him and held out his hand before he could finish his sentence.

"I'm so sorry." Ron said looking him in the eye. "For things I've said to you about your daughter. It was out of line."

Draco stood there and said nothing.

"Hermione is one of my best mates. I know she's hurting. I don't want to her to hurt without having all of us to lean on. I know you care for Hermione, and she cares for you too…"

"We love each other." Draco said firmly, careful with his tone of voice. "We got engaged the night Claire was taken."

Ron looked like he wanted to say something but kept it in.

"Congratulations." was all he could manage, his hand still out for Draco.

Draco knew he was hurting, and a little bit of him felt a little tiny bit sorry for Ron, but instead of being the old Draco and gloating over his victory, he took Ron's hand and shook it.

"Thank you."

Ginny spoke up.

"I'm going to go talk to Hermione first. Okay?"

The three men nodded and went to sit in front of the fire in the living room. Ginny went upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Hermione?"

She didn't hear Hermione's answer so she entered the room anyway. Just in time to see Hermione's wand pointed at her stomach and a small blue symbol hovering above it.