Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the characters there in do not belong to me bla bla bla. Sorry this took so long I'll do my best to put out the rest quicker but I'm looking for a new job right now so wish me luck. Once again I'd like to thank Time Warlock for helping me beta and hope his mom is doing OK. I wasn't sure exactly what year Harry was graduating so I assumed his first year was when book one was published in the Fall of 1997 making his Graduation date the Spring of 2004. If I'm wrong, sorry. This story will be getting more and more violent as we go so be warned. That's all I have to say, ENJOY!

Chapter 2: Things Unseen

May 28th

It was over, for now at least. Voldemort was defeated by Harry Potter and the prophesy was fulfilled. While this should be a cheerful time Professor Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, was still searching for the one hero who had disappeared after the fall of the Dark Lord. The last he had seen him was the previous night when the school was attack. While most of the students were locked safely away in their dorms Harry had snuck to face the Dark Wizard who had murdered his parents. Trusting Severus to find the boy in a hurry, the Potion's Professor ran from his office too try and find the boy in time. That was the last he ever saw of Severus Snape.

When he had learned Voldemort himself had entered the castle he tracked down the two wizards to the third floor corridor to find that the battle was over. What little was left of Voldemort was scattered around an unconscious Harry. For a moment he thought the boy had perished with his fallen foe but a low moan assured him that Harry had not become a tragic hero. Potter was quickly moved to the hospital wing but before they left Mad-Eye Moody had found something very disturbing. Severus's wand lay on the ground just a foot away from Harry broken in two. Only a few of the Death Eater were capture and most had escaped.

The headmaster suspected Severus's hunch, about Lucius's plans to take over the Death Eaters should their Lord fall, was right on the money. This was later confirmed by their new spy Draco who had warned them about the attack on the school. So even though the greatest threat to the wizarding world lay in a pile of ashes another one was stepping up before Voldemort's thrown was even cold. As a result most of the Death Eaters had made a planed retreat as soon as the final battle has started. About 8 had been killed and only 2 had been captured. That still left a large number still active and still on the loose. The war was not over, not so long as those monsters were rooming free.

News traveled like lighting in this place and by now everyone and their mother knew that Voldemort was dead for good, Potter was in the Hospital wing and Processor Snape was MIA. After dealing with a few ministry officials Processor Dumbledore made his way too visit the young hero but as soon as he stepped outside the door he heard what sounded like a child crying. Sitting near the entrance to his office was a short young girl with dark chocolate brown hair. Her head was in her hands and she was shacking slightly. He put a hand on her shoulder but she didn't even flinch. Instead she lifted her head and her reddened blue eyes met his. He recognized her as a seventh year Slytherins girl Daphne Greengrass, one who had somehow managed to escape the call of the Dark Lord. Before he could say anything she sniffed and spoke.

"It's not fair." she said as another tear fell. "He did more for us than anyone and now he's..." she trailed off and continued sobbing. Albus rubbed the girls shoulder, he knew perfectly well who she was talking about but he still believed they would find Severus.

"Don't worry child, I need to go see Mr. Potter so we can figure out just what happen to Processor Snape. Why don't you wait in my office and I'll be back as soon as I can?" She nodded quietly as she made her way up the stair once Dumbledore gave her the password. He would come back for her in a bit. Right now he really needed to go check on Harry and she needed to calm down, Fawkes would help her out greatly there.

Harry could hear a distant rumbling as he was starting to come to, as if someone was rushing towards him. "arry...Harry." The voices became louder and more focused with each passing moment. Blinking several times the bright whiteness of the Hospital wing came into view. He could make out two shapes one was a bushy brown and the other was flaming red. Even without being able to see their faces clearly he'd know his two best friends any where.

"R...Ron? Her...mione?"

"He's awake, he's awake!" Shouted Ron much to Harry's dismay. "Harry, you OK mate?"

The boy brought a hand to his head. "Well, I was a little achy but now I've got a killer headache with ringing in my ears." The redhead looked away sheepishly but couldn't hide the happy smirk on his face. His best friend had survived and they were all together again.

"Harold James Potter, don't you ever pull a stunt like that again! Taking on the Dark Lord alone, I don't know what you were thinking but you had us all worried sick!" Hermione screeched adding to the ringing now sounding like "Carroll of the Bells." But before he could say anything in his defense she bent down and embraced him as if she was afraid of letting go. Ron's normal awkwardness was abandoned as he joined her squeezing the life out of the boy who had live...again. Harry smiled as they loosened their grips.

"It's good to be back." he gave a small pause and looked almost uncertain. "Is it...is it really over?"

"Yes and no my dear boy." Came a voice from the hospital entrance. The trio turned to a frazzled but alive Headmaster smiling at them. "Good to see you have decided to join us Mr. Potter." Hermione frown for a moment.

"What do you mean professor?" His normal twinkle was missing from his normally bright eyes.

"While Voldemort is indeed dead it seems that rather large number of his followers are now under the influence of Lucius Malfoy." He rubbed his chin and shook his head. "And while our losses are extremely low for such a Major battle I fear with the relaxed atmosphere the death toll may yet still rise. No children, we are not out of the woods yet." At the mention of the Death Eaters and of the casualties Harry suddenly remembered his fallen protector.

"Professor Dumbledore, what happened to Professor Snape?" The headmaster hung his head.

"I'm afraid he is still missing in action. He hasn't been seen since he went after you. Can you remember anything Harry? Anything that may help us fine him." Harry thought back and shuttered as it all came back to him.

"I...I was facing Voldemort but there was a Death Eater behind me. I didn't see him and suddenly I was pushed out of the way and I saw Professor Snape get hit by...by a curse. I couldn't hear which one. The Death Eater was hit by mistake by Voldemort's killing curse. Then I used the spell I found in my mother's diary and it worked. He was gone. But as I was passing out I saw Snape start to move as if he was coming to but all of the sudden he was surrounded by a strange red light and he just...vanished. That's all I can remember." The headmaster looked thoughtful as if he was trying to decipher the unknown curse that caused his potion's Master to disappear.

"Are you sure you don't remember anything else Harry? It could be very important." Harry closed his eyes replaying the scene in his mind.

"The curse...when it came from the wand the light was Yellow with blue sparks but...he vanished in a red light I'm sure of it." Harry watched Dumbledore frowning. Now Harry was beginning to wonder what happened to his slurry teacher. "Professor Dumbledore, do you know what happened to him?" The older wizard sighed.

"Not at the moment Harry but I assure you he will be found even if I have to look under every-"

"Dumbledore!" The headmaster's motivating speech was cut off but the familiar voice. For a moment Dumbledore face looked like it was trying fight down a cry of rage at the interruption. The next instant he turned around to face Cornelius Fudge current Ministry of Magic with a more than slightly annoyed look on his face. Fudge came in guarded by two aurors and his junior assistant Percy Weasley. Fudge looked livid.

"What the Hell has been going on here Dumbledore! First I hear about Death Eaters storming the castle and then I hear Potter actually faced and killed 'He Who Must not be Named!' Rumors have been flying everywhere the entire wizarding world is demanding answers and the Ministry is in total chaos. You are going to talk to me and tell me what the bloody hell has been going on here!"

Dumbledore raised his hand to keep Fudge from screaming any further. "Cornelius, I must ask you to keep your voice down. There are still many people recovering from today's event."

"Then we discuss this back at the Ministry, the public is going crazy and I can't keep saying 'It is unconfirmed at this moment' every time I'm asked a question!" As the Minister continued his bickering Madam Pomfrey and Minerva McGonagall entered from the back room.

"Mr. Fudge!" Poppy shouted. "I still have patients too attend too and they need sleep. If you have too shout please take it somewhere else." She then turned too Dumbledore. "Headmaster I am sorry but I must ask you take the minister somewhere else. He has woken up half the hospital wing." The old wizard just smiled.

"Very well Poppy, Cornelius, I will meet you back at your office in fifteen minutes." One would think the Minister would be pleased but his temper just seemed too be getting worse.

"NO! We're going there NOW Dumbledore or so help me I'll have you arrested!" He signaled for his Aurors too arm themselves.

Dumbledore just shock his head. "My boy do you really think your men would have a chance with me even if they were willing." Fudge turned around too see his guards had not only not drawn their wands but had even stepped back.

"I already said I would meet and talk with you for as long as you need but I have some matter here too take care of including a missing staff member. So if you will please leave I will join you in fifteen minutes time." His tone was calm but with a fierceness too it. Fudge decided too be smart, for once, and nodded as he walked out the door taking his Aurors and Junior Assistant with him. Still resting in bed Harry couldn't help but notice the cold look Percy gave them as he left.

As soon as they departed Dumbledore moved over too the other side of the room and started giving orders too the two women. Harry couldn't quite hear what they were saying but he knew the headmaster was conducting the search for Processor Snape. Without another word the Headmaster left the Hospital wing fallowed closely by McGonagall. Madam Pomfrey then came over too Harry's bed.

"Alright, you got said hello now scram the boy needs his rest if he's going too be up for Graduation next week." Ron and Hermione complained but the healer would hear none of it saying they could visit later. Before Harry could even complain he was given a dose of some awful tasting purple potion and quickly fell asleep.

Albus Dumbledore could not remember this tired in a long time. Not only had Fudge bombarded him with questions but had invited the press too explain the event leading up too and after the second fall of He-who-must-not-be-named. He had been gone three long hours and now he couldn't wait too get back too his beloved school. He had gotten very little sleep the past few day with preparations for the battle and the after math. If he wasn't so tired he would have hexed Cornelius for putting him on the spot like that. He couldn't rest though. The school needed too be addressed and more importantly he need too find out what had happened too Severus Snape. He was very Grateful too see Professor McGonagall waiting for him as he approached the main gate.

The women rushed out too meet him. Panting she told him what happened while he had been away.

"Minerva any word from Severus." She frowned but kept her voice calm.

"I'm afraid not headmaster. No one has seen since the final battle. I tried his privet quarters but his wards are too strong and I can't get in. I don't think he's there but he may have left a clue or something." The headmaster nodded.

"Ah, well I expect we'll find him. He may have vanished but not off the face of the Earth." The deputy head seemed uncertain.

"Albus, are you sure the Death Eater couldn't have gotten a hold of him. There are so many still out there and if they found Severus..." she left her sentence hanging in the air not really wanting too finish the thought.

"I have ways of knowing if he is with Voldemort or any other with the Dark Mark. I don't know where he is but at least he is not with them. Now I trust all of the student who were not admitted too the Hospital wing are all back in their dorms." The old witch frowned.

"I'm afraid there is one student missing. She was from Slytherins and with no proper head of house I'm afraid she was over looked."

"Merlin's beard!"

"Albus?"

"Oh dear. There was a distraught young lady outside my door this morning. I asked her up too my office while I went too visit Harry in the Hospital wing."

"Good Heaven's Albus! She isn't still there is she? You've been away for hours." The old wizard rubbed his eyes and sighed.

"I'd better go see to her then."

The headmaster had reached his office fully intending to talk to the girl but as soon as he arrived he found his office swamped with owls waiting for him. He apologized and sent her back to her dorm. She didn't seem mad or frustrated at being forgotten, just sad. As if she expected nothing less from him. Fortunately the portraits reported she was on her best behavior the whole time.

About a hour later as Professor Dumbledore was preparing to go down to the great hall for dinner and give his speech about what had been going on for the past day and a half. Suddenly there was a frantic knocking at his door. He aloud the door to be opened and a frantic Minerva McGonagall came rushing in.

"Headmaster-" pant, "Broke in-" pant "don't know who" pant. Dumbledore got to his feet trying to calm the woman down.

"Easy there Minerva, now calm down and then tell me what happened." It took a few moments but the witch pulled herself together and began to tell the headmaster why she was so panicked.

"Headmaster, I went down to see if Severus had returned to his room. When I got there I discovered the door had been forced open and the room ransacked."

"What!" Dumbledore wasted no time and raced from his office all the way down to the dungeon. Sure enough the Snape's privet quarters was in shambles. The Bloody Barron who was standing guard, noticed a broken clock on the floor. At lease this gave them an accurate time for the break in. Before anyone else found their way in the Headmaster cast a Recordo spell. It was a very useful spell that created a copy of a room with everything in it so it could be studied at a later date without the risk of contaminating the scene.

Unfortunately, the time of the break in was when most of the students were making their way to the great hall for supper making almost impossible to tell if the break in was caused by a student or an intruder. He didn't believe any student could break the insanely strong wards on Snape's door however, he couldn't really eliminate them either. With a sadden heart Dumbledore was forced to call the Aurors again and file a missing wizard report. His hopes of finding Severus alive were starting to diminish.

June 3rd

Classes were over, all the students had taken their NEWTs and it was now the night before graduation. It had been a very rough week for the golden trio. Not only did they have to study extra hard, they were being hounded by the press where ever they went. Dumbledore had been so busy dealing with the Ministry and trying to locate his missing Potions Professor, dealing with the reporters proved to be a low priority.

All Harry wanted to do was sleep but he still had to pack. He would be spending some time with Remus while awaiting his NEWT scores. Since the passing of his god father the former DADA professor had proven to be a point of stability in the young man's life. One that Harry desperately needed. Remus would be helping Harry figure out what he wanted to do with the rest of his life now that it seemed he might live after all. Harry admitted that while being an Auror had seemed exciting at the time, he wasn't really sure excitement was what he really wanted out of life any more. Remus had understood and had so far been very helpful with giving advise without trying to pressure him one way or another.

At the moment he was helping out a very frustrated Ron find something to ware for Graduation. The good dress robes the twins had given him had meet with misfortune earlier in the year and now the poor boy was trying to find something that he could use for the big event tomorrow.

"What am I going to do now? Nothing fits and everything else is just rags." The tall red head sighed. "I guess I'll just have to use my school robes." Harry had offered one of his older ones but Ron had hit a number of growth spurts and was a good 6 inches above his best friend. The borrowed robed made it look like he was wearing a child's garment.

"Don't worry about it too much. I'm sure no one will notice." Ron have him a look that would have rivaled Snape making Harry cringe. "Well, OK, maybe they will but-"

He was interrupted by a sudden commotion coming from the common room down stairs. With in moments Ron's other brothers Fred and George burst into the dorm-room with a matching pair of grins on their face.

"Salutations little brother!" Said Fred.

"Thought we'd drop by and see how you were doing before you go out into the real world and spread your wings." Came George as he tried, in vain, to hide a parcel behind his back.

Ron looked skeptically at the pair. "Just how did you get in here anyway?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." They said at the same time.

"Oh, come on Ronykins. We talked to Dumbledore and of course he let us visit." stared Fred as his brother finished.

"Of course he was so busy at the time he probably would have said yes to just about anything." He snapped his fingers thinking they should have asked for more while they had the chance.

Harry frowned at the news the Head Master was so overworked. He couldn't really blame him though. "I take it there's no sign of Professor Snape then." The twins looked at each other then at Harry. Their first response to the disappearance of they're least favorite teacher seemed a bit inappropriate at the moment considering the reason for his absence. So for once the pair held their tongs.

"So far nothing-" George began. "And the poor man's working himself into a tizzy." finished Fred.

"We even tried his Magic Cel a few times but no go."

The twins were known for their jokes and mischief by many. So when they actually invented something useful that was when they really got attention. They got the idea from a muggle-born girl in their year. She was complaining about how she couldn't use a lot of her muggle things while in school and it lead to a very interesting discussion with Fred and George. It took them a bit longer to bring this new idea to life then normal, but in the end it payed off. While it took a little convincing, the Order gave them a try and found them to be extremely useful for communicating. It was a wonderful way for members to contact each other and not have to worry about Death Eaters listening in. They were a bit surprised when their mother gave them a bone crunching hug praising them for creating something useful. Once every Member of the Order got one they would type in a name or codeword to activate the devise and the codeword would be used contact said member.

When the twins gave Professor Snape his Magic Cel via owl, they thought he would enjoy a bright pink one cover in lace with lovely heart shaped bottons. While they would have loved to be there when he received it, chances are they would not have returned from his dungeon unscathed. He did demand a new one though, black, which was the one he used regularly. But no matter how hard they tried they could not get a signal through. They figured it was either damaged or he had it with him when he vanished. They knew Harry still felt guilty about it, after all Snape probably saved the boy from the same fate.

"Anyway" Fred began as George brought out the package from behind his back. "This Ronny-kins, is the reason we came."

"We figured you could use your graduation present from us early." Ron hesitated. One always had to be weary of gifts from these two.

"Oh, kriky Ron!" Said George thrusting the colorfully wrapped package into his arms. "It's not going to bite you." Ron eyed it carefully.

"What is it going to do to me then?" Harry snickered from the side but seriously hoped Fred and George wouldn't do anything too embarrassing to Ron right before they graduated.

"Just open it!" They said in unison. Ron Gulped as he carefully unwrapped the packaged and let out a gasp at what he saw.

"New dress robes?" he cried as he took them out and examined them form every angle. They were not only new but expensive and very stylish. "What's the catch?"

"I'm hurt." Fred said over acting while George followed.

"Can't we do something nice for our little brother once and a while?" Harry raised an eye brow.

"This wouldn't have any thing to do with that vat of Weasley's Cloth Vanishing cream? You know, the one that you sent Ron for his birthday that ruined his good set of dress robes." The twins grinned sheepishly at the pair as Ron was trying on his new close. Fred ran his hands through his red hair now getting a bit long.

"How were we suppose to know he'd just come back from a date?"

"And how is Hermione these days?" Added George.

"None of your business." Said Ron as he finished putting the robe on. "But I have to admit you may not have good taste in jokes, but your taste in close is brilliant." He was now examining himself in a standing mirror. "So lets just call it even."

"Why, how very king of you." They said in unison.

"I'm going to show Hermione, she should still be in the common room." But as dashed out of the dorm room Harry saw that the back of the robes seemed to have been charmed to show off the wearer's backside. But before Harry could warn his best friend he was already out of sight. He turned to see Fred and George smiling like proud fathers watching Ron race down the stairs showing of his dairy air.

"You will take that charm off before we graduate tomorrow right?" He said cringing at sounds of screams, giggles and laughter.

June 4th

While no one was arrested for the break-in of Severus Snape's privet quarters several items were discovered missing. A large number of rare and valuable potions and ingredients, his Death Eater's outfit and his diary. Severus was such a privet person that if anything else was missing no one would know. Security was tighten even more and the students dorms were searched with no luck. It was looking more and more that someone had either found a way in or had stayed behind after the other Death Eaters were arrested. Either way the thief seemed to have gotten away clean.

Less than a week later the class of 2004 graduated from Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Hermione Granger was Valid Victorian and Harry Potter was awarded the Highest Honor for his defeat of Voldemort. There was also a special tribute to the Fallen victims and heroes of the war. Shape name was not among the dead however. He was honored as a war hero and Spy for the light and a silent prayer was made for his safe return. The class of 2004 was much smaller then normal. So many students had died, gone to the dark side or simply not come back to school after the Easter Holiday. The smallest house, Slytherins, looked like it was in morning on what was suppose to be a day of celebration.

Sadly this was the day the reformed Death Eaters decided to make their presence known. Some of the graduates returned home to find dead loved ones instead of proud faces. It seemed like the nightmare that was suppose to have gone away was just getting stronger and no one knew how to stop it, not even the boy who lived. Until one night, that all changed.

June 9th

Deep with in the heart of Knockturn alley there was a shady little inn called "The Knight Mare Room". It wasn't known for its fine food or five star accommodations but for its "special" services. You could enjoy the company of a lovely young lady or even a strapping young lad for the evening if the price was right. Discretion was costmary with this kind of entertainment for its costumers were not the type who like their every movement known.

On this fine night where the fog was thicker then the marmalade you would spread on toast, one of the entertainers was having a small problem. "Blast it, where is that bloody thing?" Linda Mockjoy cried out in frustration as she rummaged through her hand bag and then through her vanity. "I KNOW I let if in my bag!"

"What are you yappen about now?" said Tammy Pointer her co-worker. Unlike some of the other lady of the inn they were seniors who, overtime, had invested some of their savings in the business. Since they were considered investors they reserved the right to accept or refuse perspective clients. Not that the refused very often but it did give them a sense of power not many people like them had.

"I can't find my hairbrush! I KNOW I left it here and I didn't take it out. Someone must have pinched it." The short burnet next to he sighed in frustration.

"Of for the love of Merlin." Tammy reached into her handbag and pulled hers out. "Here you can use mine just stop fussing about it."

The six foot tall blond looked at her with contempt and disgust. "You know I ONLY use my own brushes. Do you have any idea how many people around here are lice and flee infested?" Tammy put the brush away.

"Well gee, thanks for the complement." Linda slammed down her bag and ran her hands through her hair.

"Now I'm going to have to buy another one after my shift. Waist of good money." She grumbled as made her way to the door.

Tammy sighed and fallowed suit. "For crying out loud you can get one for a few knuts. That's less then what you charge someone to smack your rump." The pair headed to the bar where they would look for perspective clients. The ones with the deeper pockets were always grabbed early and at this place it was first come first served unless one of them had a special request. "You know I'm going to find it as soon as I buy a new one."

"Isn't that always the way?" Her friend jested as they approached the bar. But before they could order a drink the Inn's Madam Lurain came up to them.

"Linda what are you doing down here so soon?" The young woman blinked in confusion.

"Huh? What do you mean, I just got here?" Now the older women looked confused. It wasn't like Linda to lie, not to her at least.

"I just saw you go up with that McNair fellow not five minutes ago." Tammy looked back and forth between the two women and up the stairs where Linda and her gentleman were suppose to have gone.

"That's not possible she been with me for the past hour and not five minutes ago she was carrying on about a lost hair brush." Linda had an annoyed look on her face but didn't stop her friend. Something strange was going here and she wanted to know what. Lurain looked positively puzzled. Linda almost laughed but suddenly there was sharp "bang" from the upstairs area. None of the women recognized the sound but it certainly wasn't the sound of someone falling out of bed. It was also strange because the rooms were all sound prof. Either someone left their door open or it was coming from the hallway. Lurain singled for Rose, a young teenage burnet to take a look. The girl was nervous at first but was more scared of disobeying and quickly ran up.

While most of the people at the bar heard nothing some kept their eye the disappearing girl to see what the noise was. It didn't take her very long. While not everyone had heard the bang sound everyone and their mother could hear Rose's shriek as she flew back down the stairs almost tripping in her hast to get away. Lurain grabbed the girl who immediately started sobbing.

"Blood...Dead!...sob...both dead...oh Merlin the blood..." Rose clung to her Madam for dear life as she continued crying hysterically. Seeing that Rose was in no shape to explain any further Lurain sent Brutis, a hefty body guard, to investigate. The wizard kept his wand out as he climbed the stairs. He immediately saw what the girl was screaming about. At the end of the long hallway were two bloody bodies one on the ground and one that seemed to have been nailed to the wall. Keeping his wand drawn ready to curse anything that moved he went to investigate. The man on the ground only had one injury, a small hole in the middle of his forehead. Must have been hit by something while standing up because Brutis could see a large red stain on the wall above him as well as a large amount of gray matter he didn't even want to think about. The other man had a long dagger wedge in his through pinning the him to the wall almost severing his head from his body. It must have been quick though. It looked like he was caught by surprise even though he was still practically hanging from the dagger. The bouncer hoped his head would fully rip until he was gone.

He then noticed the two were facing a closed room. Perhaps they walked in on someone and they panicked or got pissed. He was surprised to find the door was not only unlocked but opened casually. While he was sure the killer had already fled he didn't want to take any chances. Once he got a good look at the room he wished he never opened the door.

Strung up on the far wall was McNair. Tied from bloody ropes he hung like a sacrifice wearing most of his insides on the outside. Blood covered the floor still dripping from the huge opening in his chest. Brutis was broken out of his shocked stupor when something, he guessed it was a kidney, fell to the floor with a plop. It was only then he got a good look at the reddish pink ropes holding the man above ground. "Oh god." he said out loud as he saw what was missing from the man's stomach area. "Those aren't ropes." That was all he could take. He raced back down stairs and as soon as he reached the first floor he lost what he had for lunch that day in a nearby waist bid. Lurain came up to him and whispered in his ear.

"What the hell's going on up there. I got one girl who seems to be in two places at once, another in tears, and a bounced losing his lunch do you see anything wrong with this picture?" The frustrated woman said to the sickened body guard. "And thanks to the frantic performance by the newbie someone called the Aurors and they'll be hear any minute I barely had time to floo Tomthorn before we were swamped with Ministry officials. Now, tell me what's going on so I can do some damage control."

The man straightened himself up getting his breathing under control. "It's bad Lur. There are three dead men up there. One with a hole in his head, one mounted to the wall and that McNair guy...well lets just say the fish Stan guts for dinner looked better then he did." Lurain pinched her nose trying to fight off a headache.

"Wonderful." There was no way they could cover a triple homicide after someone already called in the Aurors. "Any sign of the killer?" Brutis shock his head.

"He's long gone, but how did any one get up there. Linda was the only one I saw with them but then I saw her coming in with Tammy. She couldn't have killed them and came back with Tammy."

"You sure you didn't see any one else coming or going."

"Na, McNair and his party were the first and only ones up there. The anti-apperating wards are still up so I'm stumped."

"Just great, now what are we going to do?"

"Well you better think of something fast because they just flooed in." With in the blink of an eye Madam Lurain went from frustrated Brothel owner to tragic victim.

"Oh sirs, I'm so glad you could come so quickly there has been a terrible tragedy in our little establishment." Brutis couldn't help but see one of the Aurors was in fact Tomthorn. He was bribed regularly so they could continue on with business but seeing Lurain practically grovel he had to hide his smirk.

"What seems to be the problem?" said the older Auror looking impatient.

"Oh sir, it seems there has been a ghastly murder in one of the rooms upstairs." The smile quickly faded from Tomthorn face, this wasn't a simple fight that had gotten out of hand then. The older Auror raised an eyebrow.

"Oh really what happened?" She pulled out a handkerchief and dampened her eyes.

"I haven't seen it myself sir but my...uh, caretaker went to investigate and said he found three men dead."

"Three?"

"I'm afraid so sir. They were the only ones who had gone up to their rooms for the night so we don't know how anyone could have gotten in."

"Really, no staff?"

"No one." The Auror smirked.

"Funny because that man who called in the problem said he saw the men go up stairs with a blond girl. Care to explain?"

Lurain fidgeted but he answer came quick as a flash. "I know, that's the strange part. First we saw her showing the guest to their rooms and then she came in the door with Tammy. We were discussing it when we hear a loud bang. Rose went to check on them and I'm afraid she found the gentlemen dead." The Auror looked suspiciously at the lady in charge.

"Mind if we have a look?" He ask although his tone told her that this was not a request.

"Oh, please do sir. I'll be here to help in any way I can."

"Just make sure no one leaves. Tomthorn come with me." Tomthorn shrugged in apology as Lur scowled as soon as the other Auror was out of sight. What they found was horrific. It was the type of thing they would expect from a deranged Death Eater. The thing was...these men were Death Eaters. On all of the bodies their marks were clearly exposed as if the killer wanted to expose them for the monster they truly were.

"Hey Jonathan?" The young Auror said poking his partner.

"Find something Tomthorn?" He stop poking the man and pointed to the wall near the open window shaking. John brought his lit wand in order to get a better look. Written in blood was a message on the wall. A message for the entire wizarding world.

"Children of fallen monster still run free, I will not let them. There is nowhere to hide where I can not find them. Fear me monsters for I am coming for you." just be low it there was an even stranger message but fearful non the less.

"69 Death Eaters Remaining"