"So, to summarize," said Ginny, "I vanished last night, and the first you heard of it was when the clock started chiming."

"We had most of the Order looking for you," Ron interjected. "Dumbledore took me off to help him with scrying and stuff. Hermione was there too."

Hermione nodded.

"Then Blinky showed up at the Burrow," said Fred. "He said something about how someone's mistress was at Hogwarts, and that her old master was also hurt and had Ginny."

"Has anyone checked out Blinky's story?" George asked. "If Narcissa Malfoy really is at Hogwarts, then maybe she knows something."

"When we got here, Dumbledore was here too," said Ron. "He listened to Blinky and took him back to Hogwarts. He said he'd be back, though."

"Good for him," George said. "Anyway, after Blinky showed up, we went and fetched Ginny and Malfoy, and brought them here."

"And whoever took me kept me unconscious the whole time," added Ginny. "I'm beginning to suspect that I wasn't even supposed to know I was gone."

Hermione, who had been studying her hands, looked up. "That makes sense," she said.

"It does?"

Hermione looked at Ginny. "What's happening in two weeks?"

Ginny frowned. "Two weeks?"

"That the Malfoys would be particularly interested in."

Ginny blinked. "The trial?" she asked. "But what does that have to do with me?"

Everyone stared at her.

"Um, Ginny, you're a witness," Ron pointed out quietly.

"I am?"

"You were at the Department of Mysteries when he was caught!"

"I was? When was I at the Department of Mysteries?"

"Don't you remember?" Ron demanded. "It was last June! You, me, Harry, Hermione, Neville, and Luna went to the Department of Mysteries and were attacked by a bunch of Death Eaters! He was there, you saw him!"

"I don't remember that. We rode thestrals somewhere, and-Ron-" Ginny's eyes widened. "I can't remember where we went."

"That's it," said Hermione, leaning back. "Narcissa knows you're a witness. And she probably grabbed you to mess with your memory. From what it sounds like, she succeeded. Ginny, trust us. You did go to the Department of Mysteries. And Lucius Malfoy and a lot of others attacked us there."

"I don't think she succeeded," said Bill suddenly.

"Oh?"

"How many witnesses are there to say that Ginny was at the Department of Mysteries? Just wiping her memories will tell everyone that she's been meddled with. She'd have to replace them with something. If your conjecture is true, and Narcissa really was planning on turning Ginny into a favorable witness, she would have been planning to slip her back in without us noticing. From what you say, Ginny, it sounds like she was interrupted."

"Interrupted? By what?"

"I don't know," said Bill.

Percy looked up, cleared his throat, and swallowed. Mrs. Weasley looked at him. "Did you have something you wanted to say, dear?" she asked. Percy nodded.

"Well, I was at the Ministry last night," he said.

"Yes?" his mother said.

"Well, as it was night, not many people were there, and the ones there were all talking about something that happened in Azkaban." He paused.

"Azkaban?" his mother prompted.

"Yes, um. It didn't seem relevant, until, um, a minute or two ago," Percy continued nervously. Nobody interrupted him. This was the longest speech he'd made to his family in over a year, and nobody would risk stopping him.

"A Dementor came back last night. They tried to stop it, but it knew Azkaban better than any of the guards did. Besides, Dementors are hard to stop."

All of the younger Weasleys nodded. They had been at Hogwarts when the Dementors were there.

"Anyway, it got into a cell and Kissed one of the prisoners, then left. I don't know that it was Malfoy, but it was one of the recent prisoners, they said."

"But-" said Ron. "If the Dementors are working for You-Know-Who, then why would they sneak in and Kiss one of his prisoners?"

"They Kissed Barty Crouch," Hermione pointed out.

"Yes, but Fudge brought them to him," Ron said.

"It's true..." Hermione trailed off. "Maybe he knew something? Something Voldemort didn't want anyone else to find out?"

"Why only get the one, then? Or why not break him out? They did it once, surely they can do it again. Or at least try, before they go around killing their own people out of hand."

"Maybe...I don't know. Maybe he did something You-know-who didn't like?"

Arthur Weasley frowned. "What, though? Made a major mistake, bad enough to die for it? It's hard to see Lucius Malfoy voluntarily doing anything that might hurt himself, and it's hard to think of anything that would hurt Voldemort and not him."

"Maybe he was going to join our side?" Molly suggested.

Everyone looked at her.

"We are talking about the same Lucius Malfoy, right?" Fred asked.

"The one I know gave our sister a book that almost got her killed," George added.

"Not to mention leading the attack in the Department of Mysteries," Fred added.

"But what else could it be?" Molly asked.

"I don't know," Percy said. "I don't even know if it was Malfoy. I am going to go find out. I suggest that the rest of you get something to eat."

"But we have to figure out what happened!" Hermione said.

Percy raised an eyebrow. "In that room is the boy with the answers. The Healers assure us that soon enough he will be conscious. In a few hours, we are going to have a lot more information than we do now. Nobody's going to die if it takes us that long to figure it out. Just wait."