Disclaimer: Do you really think that I created Harry Potter? J.K. Rowling is the genius who created Harry's world. I am only responsible for Tolblox, J.D. and Crystal. I'm only 15 so I have no money, please don't sue! Et cetera, et cetera.

A/N: This chapter's kind of short, but the next chapter is the most important chapter of the whole story. This was kind of a filler between the last chapter and the next. Duh! I'm really not making much sense, am I? You'll see. Anyway, I'm almost finished! Yea! Don't forget to read my other story Memories of Years Gone By. And I hope you like this chapter.

Chapter 11: Missing and Searching


Another month had passed before they knew it and it was time to take their O.W.L.s. Hermione drove Ron round the bend with her obsession over grades and the two had many fights. Harry was simply relieved when the tests were over. For every night prior to the exam, Hermione had been up until dawn in the common room. J.D. had a look that clearly said, 'Get me out of here!' and Ron was alternating between anger at Hermione and frustration at his own lack of concentration. Divination was a nightmare, and Professor Trelawney reached an all time low predicting the deaths of both Harry and J.D. Transfiguration was a grueling test and only Hermione and J.D. felt truly confident about Charms.

Harry was taking a stroll along the lake thinking about his latest letter from Sirius, which had told him of a large Muggle killing in London. Voldemort was back with a vengeance. The only thing that confused Harry was why Voldemort wasn't trying to kill him. It may have seemed a little self centered, but Harry had come to expect an attack on his life at least once every year.

He saw J.D. come from the other direction and walked over to her when she called.

"Harry! Good, I was looking for you. Come over here there's something I want to show you."

Harry noticed something wrong in those usually friendly blue-green eyes, but before he could say anything she cried out in a voice that was quite unlike J.D.'s.

"Stupefy!"

Harry hit the ground and everything went black.

* * *

"Ron, have you seen Harry?" Hermione asked before she kissed him on the cheek.

"Hmm? No I haven't. I assume he's with J.D."

"He can't be. I just saw her in the library."

Ron looked up. "That's strange. I wonder where he could be."

J.D. came back that moment and walked over to her two friends.

"Hey you two. Where's Harry?"

"That's what we were wondering. We haven't seen him for a couple of hours," Ron said worriedly.

"Don't worry. I'm sure he'll turn up," J.D. said confidently.

But by the end of the day Harry was still missing. He hadn't shown up for any of his classes or any of the meals and his friends were getting worried.

* * *

Ron, Hermione and J.D. were very concerned. They had searched all over the school and there was no sight of Harry anywhere. They collapsed on some rocks by the lake, the very place Hermione had taken J.D. to talk.

"Where could he be? Something bad must have happened, we have to tell Dumbledore!" Hermione said.

"I know. I think he was kidnaped. I don't know what to do." J.D. started to cry in frustration.

"I might be of some assistance."

At the sound of that voice all three of them spun around. Hermione and Ron let out sighs of relief at who they saw, but J.D. wasn't quite ready to let her guard down.

"What do you mean Montalvo? You know where Harry is?" J.D. asked.

"I believe I do. It might also interest you to know that Harry is not the only one missing from Hogwarts." Steve Montalvo stood in front of them, his hands wandless and a small smile on his face.

"What do you mean? Who else is gone?" Hermione asked curiously.

But J.D. already knew.

"Crystal," she whispered.

"And Draco Malfoy with her. However they left of their own free will, while Harry did not," Steve explained.

J.D. went right up to him and, disregarding his size, she raised her wand and pointed it in his face.

"Look Montalvo, my sister is very important to me, and Harry is one of my best friends. If Malfoy kidnaped either of them, I want to know where he is so that I can kill him!"

Hermione jumped up to hold back her friend. "J.D. calm down! You are not going to make things better by threatening Steve. He's a Gryffindor, he wouldn't hurt Harry!"

"But he said he knew where Harry is! I want answers!"

Steve had backed up a few paces at the unexpected assault from J.D. When he saw that she had calmed down he spoke again.

"Listen, I believe I know where Harry is and chances are that that is where your sister is as well. Will you trust me?"

"Yes," Ron said without hesitation.

"Yes," Hermione said a second later.

J.D. took a few minutes deciding. She was putting the lives of her friend and her sister in the hands of this boy and she wasn't sure she trusted him. After seeing that she was just wasting time, J.D. added her concurrence and Steve continued.

"My father is a Death Eater," he began.

"I knew we couldn't trust him!" J.D. exclaimed angrily.

"Hold on a moment, I said my father is a Death Eater, not that I am. Look," Steve showed them his forearm. Ron and Hermione seemed convinced, but J.D. didn't understand what that had to do with anything.

"Nice biceps, what does that have to do with you not being a Death Eater?" She asked.

Steve sighed. "If I was a Death Eater then I would have the Dark Mark tattooed on my forearm."

J.D. looked at Ron and Hermione for reassurance and they both nodded. J.D. allowed Steve to continue his story.

"Now, where was I? I live with my father and mother in Scotland. I am, unfortunately, a great disappointment to my father, since I am in Gryffindor. My mother never stands up to my father when he yells or hits and I spend much of my time at home in my room."

"Umm, Steve, I'm sorry and all, but what does this have to do with Harry?" J.D. asked.

"I'm getting there. Ever since I could remember, we have had Dark Wizards visit the house. When they came I was locked in the basement. Now I'm sure you realize that this would stir up some resentment. I hate my father. A week ago, here at Hogwarts, I received a letter from my father. You can imagine my surprise, I could not figure out why my father would be writing me. It turns out that the letter was not for me, but for another Death Eater. Knowing the circumstances of Voldemort's return I had no qualms about reading it. Harry's name was mentioned many times."

Throughout Steve's monologue, J.D. had remained very quiet. Now she found she couldn't contain herself any more.

"So? Where is he?"

"I can't give you directions, but I can take you there," Steve explained.

"How do we know this isn't a trap?" Ron asked, his suspicions aroused.

Steve shrugged. "You can't. You just have to trust me."

J.D. stared him straight in the eyes, and knew that they could trust him. It was an extra talent she had, the ability to see people through their eyes. She didn't often use it because it wasn't always trustworthy. This time, J.D. knew she could trust Steve.

"Alright, I'll trust you. Take us to him. I hope we find Crystal as well." That reminded J.D. of her vision. The star! She needed the star.

"Wait a minute," she said as they were about to leave, "I have to get something." J.D. raced through the castle to her secret room and grabbed the Star of Hope. She then ran up to her dorm and pulled out the bag that Cynthia had given her in the beginning of the year. Abandoning the idea of taking invisibility potion, J.D. ran up to the boy's dorm and 'borrowed' Harry's Invisibility cloak. She put both items in the bag and ran back to the lake.

"Okay, she said huffing and puffing, "Let's go.

"First we have to get brooms. We only need two of them, we will ride two to a broom. Ron, Hermione, do you know how to fly?" Steve asked.

"Herm doesn't, but I do. We'll fly together," Ron replied.

"Good. J.D. you'll fly with me. Things will go quicker. Ron grab a broom and follow me."

J.D. figured that if it turned out Steve was a Dark Wizard she could overpower him, or at least try. Ron summoned Harry's Firebolt from their dorm and got on. Steve, with J.D. aboard, rose off the ground and started flying over the Forbidden Forest. Ron and Hermione followed. They didn't speak much during the trip, it was a tense flight.

They arrived in a circular clearing in the middle of a wood. J.D. hopped off of Steve's Nimbus 2000 and looked around.

"Okay, it doesn't look like there's a trap. Where are we?"

"Of course it's not a trap. I'm not sure where exactly we are, but just over there, down that path, is where they're holding Harry captive."

"Then shouldn't we be headed over there?" Ron asked.

"Yes, you three are going to have to sneak in and find Harry. I'm just not sure how you're going to do it."

"I have Harry's invisibility cloak," J.D. offered, "but why aren't you coming with us?"

"It's too dangerous for me there. Besides, someone has to stay with the brooms," Steve said.

"Okay, we'll come back when we have Harry, and my sister, if she's there."

Hermione, J.D., and Ron set off down the dusty path. After walking for about ten minutes, they saw a stone fortress. It was immense, nearly the size of Hogwarts, and Hermione was sure that it was enchanted.
"How are we supposed to get in?" Ron asked.

"I have the invisibility cloak, we'll sneak in," J.D. answered

They threw the cloak over themselves and snuck around to the front of the fort. J.D. stopped in her tracks. The doors were huge, solid, and thick, not to mention heavily guarded. They had no way of getting through those doors.

"Now what?" Hermione asked.

"I have an idea," Ron said, surprised at himself.

"What?" Both girls said at the same time.

"We just have to wait for someone else to go through the doors and we follow."

"Of course!" J.D. said.

They had to wait for nearly an hour before anyone showed up. A middle aged witch came up to the doors and gave a password. As silently as possible they snuck up behind her and followed her in.

They were inside Voldemort's fortress!