Back at Hogwarts
The situation was growing desperate. It was been 4 months since anyone had seen or heard from the Ireland trip students. They never arrived at the festival and according to the airport, their plane never landed.
Professor Dumbledore was now sitting in his office in the middle of an argument. Arthur and Molly Weasley were hysterical about the loss of 4 of their 7 children. Plus Harry and Hermione. Who they considered family. Remus was also looking livid. He had taken over Sirius's godfather duties after his death. That was the whole reason that they kids were on the trip. Dumbledore felt that they needed a break. Draco included since the capture and jailing of his father right after Sirius's death. Remus was also a spokesmen for the Granger family since they couldn't come to Hogwarts. The term had already ended 3 months ago so there was no students around.
"Please. I know of all your concerns and we are attempting to find them. But all attempts have failed. It's like they have disappeared from the wizarding world all together. Not even their wands can be traced. It's like they haven't used them." Dumbledore glances at everyone. "We are trying out best. But I'm afraid with winter beginning our search will have to be put on hold until fairer weather. I'm sure they are fine. They are more than capable of taking care of themselves." He finishes.
Lupin frowns. "We can't just give up, Professor. We have to search through the winter. What if something has happened to them? Then what?"
Dumbledore sighs. "Our owls can not travel in the snow. They will freeze and then nothing will be accomplished. I'm only suggesting two months. Just until the worst is over. Then we shall pick up. I have confidence in them. So should you." His voice left no room to argue.
All three nod. "Alright Dumbledore. Two months then we begin to search again. All we can do is pray that they are alive and well." Arthur says as he stands along with Molly. They use the floo and return home.
Lupin soon follows. He returns to Sirius's old house which now belonged to Harry. Or so the will said. He collapses into a dusty arm chair. "Please don't let anything happen to Harry. He's all I got left." He mumbles before tears begin to run from his eyes.