Puzzle Pieces

The past few nights the D.A practiced hard while Harry, Ron, Ginny, ad Hermione researched, trying to find out a reason to Voldemort's "plan". This night was a Friday while the four were occupying the Room of Requirement with books from the library stacked high around the small, cozy room.

Harry took off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose in order to rid himself of a headache.

"Alright let me get this straight. Voldemort convinces the Dementors to take his side, springs his Death Eaters out of Azkaban while they kidnap Bagman's daughter who was visiting her father because….why?"

"Mr. Bagman was at Azkaban because he was visiting the Minister…who was trying to keep control of the last of the Dementors," Hermione answered after shuffling through some papers.

"But why would Bagman take his daughter to visit Azkaban? If adults can't handle it, why did he think his daughter could?" Ginny was still flipping through a book on Dementors while she said this.

"What I don't understand is what could a little girl do in favor of Voldemort? What use is she to him?" Hermione added.

"Hostage? Bait," Ron tried.

"No, hostages aren't his style, bait might be what he's using her for though."

"But I don't even know her," Harry said, before mumbling, "like it would make a difference."

"I'm not sure, but-" Hermione began. She gingerly picked up an old Daily Prophet, looking at one picture.

"What?" Ron had just had the newspaper just moments ago and wondered what he had missed.

"Puzzle pieces…" she murmured while her audience just looked stunned. "Don't you see? One question leads to an answer which leads to another answer. It's like a puzzle, all leading up to the big picture!"

"Are you telling me that He's playing another game with us!" Ginny groaned, for once she would like this game to end.

"Not intentionally," Harry whispered.