Saturday was finally there, but the day was eternal, since they were all waiting for night. George, Fred, Ginny, Ron and Hermione spent the day playing chess and writing letters. Harry spent the day with Sirius, Melissa, Julie and Kristin. He was so fascinated by his parents friends. The only thing that could have made this moment more perfect was if they weren't waiting for night to track down a madman, and if his parents themselves had been there.
At long last, it was dark enough for the spell to be performed. Kristin, Melissa, Julie, Sirius, George, Fred, Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Harry were joined by Professor McGonagall, Hagrid, Professor Dumbledore, and, to their dismay, Snape. At the top, all was fairly quiet, and Melissa began to speak.
"You all know what to do. I have the tracking orb. You all need to touch it as one and put your mind into it, but you must only think of finding Pettigrew. Do you understand?" Everyone nodded.
"When I count to three........ One. Two. Three." EVeryone reached in and put a hand on the orb. All eyes were closed, and everyone was deep in concentration, even Professor Snape. Harry was putting all his might into the little orb, wishing with all his heart that he could find Peter Pettigrew and destroy the little rat.
After about five minutes, Melissa spoke up and said, "That's enough. Thank you all for your time, and energy."
Everyone headed back down. Dumbledore had allowed Sirius to stay in the castle as long as he remained a dog and was always by the side of him, Melissa, Harry, or Julie and Kristin, as long as they stayed.
As they entered the Common Room, it was empty. Ginny, Fred and George, went up to bed, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in chairs and talked for a few minutes.
"Won't it be wonderful if Pettigrew's caught?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I know! I do hope they catch him," Hermione said.
They continued talking about Pettigrew for a few more minutes, and then headed up to bed.