Hints? Clues? Anything.

"This is outrageous. Has it come to this? There is not an ounce of security left in Hogwarts?" Remus Lupin put his hand to his forehead as if he were alleviating a terrible migraine.

"Not with Umbridge in charge, my friend." Sirius Black leaned against the nearest wall, crossing his arms in front of him.

"What are we to do now hm? Do we have any idea on where we can find her?" Remus said, growing more frustrated.

"That question in itself is fairly easy to answer Remus. Of course Voldermort has ordered one of his minions to kidnap her for some unworldly purpose we will never be aware of. "

Remus removed the hand from his forehead, bringing it down on his lap. "It's obvious he's taken her because he's after Harry. Silver is, unfortunately, his bait."

"So we can be sure he will not harm her until he has a hold of Harry first."

"We can't put him in that sort of danger. Neither of them can be put at risk." Remus reprimanded.

"The boy has said it himself! He wants to help and the only way to get Silver back is by complying with Voldermort's ludicrous plan." Sirius began to walk towards him. "But of course we'll find a way to outsmart him."

Remus was about to speak when suddenly the door swung open, revealing a disheveled form of Arthur Weasley. "They're all gone!" he cried frantically, "They've all gone.."

Molly Weasley came in after him, tears freely falling across her cheeks and off her chin. Arthur noticed her come in after him and put a protective arm around his wife. "Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione have left the school grounds! We don't know where they've gone!" Arthur said desperately trying to regain his composure.

Remus and Sirius looked at each other seriously.

"You told him didn't you? You told Harry that Silver was just a way to get to him didn't you?" Remus was livid.

Sirius took a step back away from his friend, "No! I would never put him in harm's way! I've never spoken to him about it."

Remus seemed to have collected himself. He put his hands out in front of him in apology. "Forgive me will you? I shouldn't have accused you in such a manner.."

Sirius looked at Remus with sympathy, he knew exactly how he felt. They were both in danger of losing someone very dear to them, each could very well never see their godchildren again.

"We'll get them back Remus."

-

Silver continued trudging down the meaningless path of darkness she had now been on for what seemed hours. Of course she wouldn't know because there wasn't the slightest clue of how many hours, possibly days, she had been traveling. It was only the churning sounds of her intestines begging her for food and the insatiable dryness in her mouth that told her it had been hours since last she had drank or eaten anything.

The atmosphere had grown colder and now she was beginning to regret leaving her robes somewhere behind her. They were damp, and thus had become heavy to carry – a burden for the unrelenting pain in her lower back. But she wasn't about to turn back, firstly because she didn't know what direction she had come from and secondly, she was still paranoid thinking there was someone following her. If she turned around, she would crash straight into them.

-

"I don't know how I feel about flying on something I can't see Harry." Ginny confessed as he helped mount her upon the thestral that was about to take them far off to save Sirius.

"It's alright Ginny, I see it. Look its right under you. I promise ill fly behind you." Harry smiled reassuringly.

Luna helped Neville onto his thestral and then moved on to Hermione. Once everyone was boarded safely, Luna mounted her ride and easily took the lead. "Alright everyone, just kick at their sides twice and.." Before she could finish, she was sent flying off into the air.

Hermione looked at her dubiously. Luna seemed to be flying, no broom and certainly no thestral.

"It's here Hermione, just believe it's true. You can't just be floating now can you?" Ron smiled.

Hermione seemed to be analyzing his question, rummaging through her brain for a spell that could possibly levitate her body. But Ron seemed to notice and stopped her before she could find an answer, "Just give me your hand." And with that he took a hold of her hand, not waiting for her permission and kicked the air beneath him twice.

The wind gently whipped Harry's cheeks as he leaned over, closer to the long neck of the animal. He tried to enjoy the freedom of flying, the same feeling he experienced when he first learned to ride his broom. He was away from the troubles of the world. Voldermort didn't exist when he was flying, no one was after him, and he was truly happy. But it was different this time – Harry wasn't flying to beat the competing seeker in order to catch the snitch in a quidditch match nor was he flying for the pure enjoyment of it. Something greater was troubling his mind.

Hermione had told him that it was all fake, the dreams that continued to haunt him were simply ploys Voldermot himself had planned. But Harry didn't want to risk it. in his dreams, or rather nightmares, Harry saw Sirius, his beloved godfather, on the verge of being murdered by the dark lord. Fake or not, he would soon enough find out. But if that were the case, if Hermione were right, there was still something else he needed to reclaim – his sister. Where else would she be kept if not in the clutches of the only man whom would do anything to have him killed before his very eyes.

Sirius was right when he spoke to him some weeks ago. Silver was in danger. And now it was too late to do anything to prevent it. it was obvious, how could he have been so dense? Voldermort was back, and he was going to do anything in his power to get to Harry. Even if that meant killing the only two people whom he considered to be family.

"Shouldn't you be in school Draco?" Bella prompted curiously, "I understand Hogwarts' has been on highest guard since the attack earlier this week." She smiled conceitedly.

"Yes, but like I said before, I needed to speak to my mother about something urgent."

"Ah, I see. Well then, off you go, back into the fireplace, sprinkle some floo, make sure you don't get caught on your arrival."

"Draco, darling, what are you doing here?" Narcissa rushed through the open kitchen door breathlessly.

Bellatrix rolled her eyes, annoyed. Draco heaved a sigh of relief. "Mother, I need to speak to you."

His mother's tired eyes glanced over at Bellatrix and Barty wearily, as if she were waiting for their objection. "Come with me."

He did as he was told, rushing past his aunt to follow his mother. She sped up a flight of stairs, never looking back at him. He noticed her breathing pattern was undone, she was practically panting. "Mum, you alright?"

She continued to walk rapidly, down a corridor and up another flight of stairs. He followed patiently until she unlocked the door of a room in the far corner of the west wing, a room he never knew existed. She entered first, leaving the door open for him to walk through and then ordering him to shut it immediately.

Her eyes looked wild, as if she was constantly searching for something. "The Dark Lord has returned Draco, as you know of course.." she stood in the middle of the room, her eyes never settling on one single object. "..I hate that I have to ask so much of you, my son, I'm afraid.." she bit her lip, "your father managed to convince me it was alright to take Silver, all they needed was Harry after all he said. But – but she's missing. They can't find her. She disappeared this morning and they can't imagine where she's gone off to. I feel at fault, I shouldn't have let him take her – "

"What do you mean she's missing? Her captor's have lost their hostage?" he spat, irony evident in his voice.

"You know her Draco, I'm sure once the spell wore off she went off trying to find a means of escape. She's brave, Silver – but I'm afraid it'll work against her." She fought the urge to cry in front of Draco, but she didn't know how much longer she would be able to hide it.

"Where are they keeping her?" Draco asked.

She hesitated. "It's far too dangerous, I wont let you go."

He turned his mother, grabbing her shoulders to turn her to face him. "Mum, please, where is she?"

For once her eyes set on his, and she could feel the grief hidden beneath his cold grey eyes. Her son cared, he truly cared. She had never seen him so motivated, so determined; he wanted Silver back and she was sure he would do whatever it took for that to happen. "They, She was – there's an underground system of caves under the official headquarters of the ministry of magic. She was, rendered unconscious and – and thrown into the darkest, most secluded corner of one in specific, that is an area where she could be watched. She could be anywhere inside, and there's no way out unless you are released by someone from the outside. If – if no one finds her, she'll….be stuck in there forever."

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