New Chapter for all of you! Next chapter includes Blaise Zambini, so be prepared. Then the rescue, then some fluff, followed by a wedding/song fic chapter. I was thinking of doing a couple companion song fics to go allow with this, when it's down. What do y'all think? Maybe one where the gang goes to America and makes fouls of themselves? Or some fluffy stuff?

My heart actually skipped a beat. I felt as if I had died. A dreaded moment passed where I took no breath and heard no heart beat. But, almost as suddenly as it had happened, my beat stepped up and my breathing quickened. I sat bolt up right. Unfortunately, most of the Order was leaning over me, and I hit all of their heads.

They sat back on their knees, clutching their injured heads. I opened my eyes in a daze. I felt Draco move behind me and I leaned against his chest. When I was finally able to focus, I noticed that every member of the Order that had attended, was still hovering over me.

"Well!" I shouted. "Who's going out to save Harry if you're all sitting in front of me, holding your heads?" They should have been out there finding Harry. That was the whole purpose of the Order of the Phoenix; save Harry.

Ron took up the challenge timidly. "We stayed to bandage your head. You were pretty badly hurt." I narrowed my eyes at him, lifting my hand to my brow. Sure enough, a bandage was in place. The second one this summer.

"All of you?" I screamed back in disbelief. They all were sitting around, wrapping linen on my head, while Voldemort and Daisy were getting away with Harry!

Draco scoffed. "Not like we want to go find him anyway," he trailed off into a mumble. He still, after all they'd gone through together, hated Harry with a passion. Of course I wondered why, but that was not the task at hand.

I turned to stare at him. How could he say that? There were no words to explain the feeling of betrayal.

"Jennifer, please," Remus Lupin sighed. I turned to look at him. He was tired, as always. It showed in his face and his eyes. "We don't know where they took him."

I smiled and got to my feet, however shaky. "We can find out," I said softly, barely above a whisper.

***

Severus Snape lived in Diagon Alley while not at Hogwarts. He would be with the Order, but he was trying to pretend to be a Death Eater and all. With Lupin, Tonks, Ron, Hermione, and Draco in tow, we drove down to the Leaky Cauldron.

We trudged through the streets, me leading the way. When we came to Snape's door, Ron knocked hardily. "What ever you want, you won't find it here!" came Severus' voice through the door.

"Open up, you old git," Ron whispered as he knocked again, harder and with both arms.

I sighed as Severus called again, "Go away!"

"Let us in Severus, or I'll bust in her door!" I yelled back to him, getting ready to kick in the door. We were answered immediately this time, with much gusto.

His arms wrapped around me immediately, his greasy hair falling into my face. I started to try and blow it out of my nose before I sneezed.

Finally, Lupin cleared his throat loudly, then added, "We have urgent business to attend to." I didn't know if he was talking to Severus or me. But I pulled back anyway.

Ron pushed Severus' back to the door and entered, with me on his heal and Draco on mine, his hand on the small of my back. The apartment was dirty. Very dirty. Garbage littered the ground, half eaten bowls of food were tossed aside without conviction. The only piece of furniture was a futon that was folded down as a bed.

"So," Snape started uneasily. Perhaps the placement of Draco's hand, now snaked around my waist, was off settling to him. "What urgent business needs attending to here?"

Tonks took up the question. "Well, frankly Snape, You-Know-Who's escaped and taken Harry with him. Don't know where they went; don't know what's going on. All we do know is that a girl's traveling with them. Got a clue as to where they happen to be?" she asked in conclusion.

Needless to say, Severus' jaw dropped. It was quite a bit of information for just a few sentences. The amazing thing, however, was what he said. "Does this girl go by the name of Kemps?"

Ron and Hermione passed uneasy looks. "Yeah, Daisy Kemps. You know her?" I growled. He knew her, and I'd bet he knew of the plan. And he didn't tell me. I was going to kill him.

Snape stood there stupidly, hands in his robe pockets, shoulders scrunched up around his neck. "Yeah, I know her. Graduated from Kasten Academy of Demons just last month. One of the best girls in the business, I'm afraid," he uttered.

"Where'd she take them?" I screamed, grabbing his collar and wrenching him towards her.

He actually looked scared of me. His eyes cast a weary look towards my belt, where I kept both my wand and my gun in separate sheaths. "I'll tell you," he mumbled.