A/N: I totally got a few of you there didn't I. Keep reading :) I'll post more tomorrow!

See disclaimer, Chapter 1

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"Min?" Harry stepped through the open door and looked around. "Minerva?"

A cacophony of noise reached his ears as he stepped over the threshold that made him start. He pulled out his wand, his heart beating loudly.

"SHUT UP!"

Harry looked up to Dumbledore who was looking more worried than he'd ever seen.

"Logan was here. He knocked, not long after Miss Granger left. When she opened the door, he blew some sort of dust in her face. She passed out and he picked her up and carried her away. Harry, my boy -"

"I know, Just -" Harry held up his hands. "Wait a moment. That was," he checked his watch. "Nearly 15 minutes ago now. He'd have left the castle, surely?"

Harry tried to think over his heartbeat but it was proving difficult.

"Okay," he said, finally feeling his Auror training kicking in. "Okay, all of you, scour the castle. I want to know if she's still here. Albus," he looked up at him, pausing as the rest of the portraits emptied. "What should I -"

"If she is here, the portraits will find her. In the meantime, call the professors, they will help. Call our friends. Minerva," his voice broke. "She was so excited."

"I love her," Harry whispered.

"I know, my boy. And you are a match for her in every way. Now go, and bring her back."

Harry stood taller and nodded.

"Keep looking. I'll be in the staff room."

He ran down the stone steps, taking no comfort in the echoes around him. He rushed through the door, disturbing Filius, who was marking essays at the table and Poppy Pomfrey who looked to be making tea for the two of them.

"Filius. We need all the professors here now. Minerva's been kidnapped by Logan."

"I beg your pardon?" Poppy Pomfrey stood. "How," she shook her head. "When?"

"We," Harry felt cold all over. "We were on our way out. On a," he glanced at Filius who looked worried but smiled supportively. "On a date. I was due to pick her up at 6. He knocked on the door before I got there. She, no doubt, thought it was me."

"You," Poppy said haltingly. "And Minerva?"

"Yeah," Harry nodded. "I," he looked at them both. "I love her."

"Geez love, even I knew that," Rolanda said, coming in and kissing her wife. Poppy gaped at her.

"I knew she liked him, I didn't know they were dating!"

"Nobody knew," Harry frowned. "Well, Hermione. But we didn't -"

"None of us knew that you had both decided on revealing your feelings," Filius said gently. "Those of us who know Minerva as well as we do are only too happy to hear it."

"I think that should be kept as quiet as possible while we find her."

"What's up?" Rolanda asked.

Poppy filled her in while the rest of them assembled.

"Minerva McGonagall has been kidnapped by Jackson Logan. I don't," he took a deep breath as he saw Hermione's horrified face. "I don't know how or why, other than his suspicious obsession with her. He's made several remarks in bad taste and even came right out and said something to me the other day. Obviously, Minerva McGonagall is not an insignificant woman but according to her portraits, he disabled her with some sort of powder. I don't yet know what it was or whether-" His stomach rolled at the thought. "Whether it was to knock her out or something more sinister, but," he shrugged. "We need to find her."

There was a worried murmur as Harry closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

"She also does not have her wand."

"Bet if she had, she would have killed the slimy bastard," someone muttered, making him chuckle.

"Yeah," he sighed. "Probably."

"Does anyone really know him? Who he is, what he's like?" Evan asked quietly.

There was a murmur of negatives around the room and Harry closed his eyes.

"This is Minerva McGonagall we're talking about," he whispered, shaking himself. "Alright. Look, according to her portraits, the powder, whatever it was, knocked her out. He had to have walked through the castle with her. Someone somewhere saw something."

Hermione stepped forward and touched his arm. He nodded, letting her take the lead.

"All the students between Minerva's rooms and the closest exits need to be interviewed. I think that's the dungeon main entrance, the dungeons, which he would know and," she considered.

"There is a little known door at the end of the corridor past the Twin's swamp," Filius said helpfully. "It leads to the back of the grounds. There is a gate there that is never used."

"That is likely where he went, if he knew about it," Hermione nodded. "To account for the others, that's the majority of Ravenclaw and anyone who was walking to the Hall. That's a lot of people but if we keep everyone where they are we can sort that out better."

"I'll lock down the Hall," Aurora Sinistra muttered, leaving in a hurry, pulling Professor Vector with her.

"Filius, you would be better used out here with Harry, I will take the Ravenclaws if you like?" Evan asked.

"Thank you, Evan," Filius nodded and the young man left quickly.

"So," Hermione looked at Harry. "What do you need from us?"

"We need to turn his life upside down. Why now. Why her? Why anything? Why everything? H, can you go to his rooms," he grabbed her arm as she went to rush out of the door. "Rolanda, go with her. Both of you be careful - he used something I know nothing about. I don't know if it was a potion or a muggle thing or what, just," he looked at Hermione carefully. "Be careful."

"I'll keep her safe," Rolanda muttered as she followed Hermione out. The two women had nothing in common but he knew Rolanda would do as she said.

"Filius, you and I need to search the grounds. He can't apparate within the wards, correct?"

"Yes."

"Then he will have gone outside the wards. The problem is tracking him from there, but if we know where he left from, we can possibly track where he stopped," Harry said, a plan already forming in his mind. "Poppy," he said, meeting her eye as she looked up. "Just be ready, I -"

"She is the strongest woman I know," Poppy said gently, stepping forward and taking his hand. "Take a deep breath and think. You know her, perhaps best of us all at this point. She is fundamental. She is the same, she will not have gone lightly if at any point she woke up even a little, you know that."

"You're right," he muttered. "But if she didn't wake up at all -" He kissed her cheek absently. "If I bring you a sample of the powder, do you think you could find out what it is?"

"I could try. Hermione, I believe is good with potions?"

"Yep," he nodded. "I'll get you some. Start working on it and H can come and find you when she can." He nodded to Filius. "Let's go."