Chapter 8
The event of the attack on Catherine and Charlie was followed immediately by the searching for Isabelle. When no one could find her within ten minutes, they contacted the people who had more authority outside of Hogwarts. Now, all that was left to do was try to figure out who the kidnapper was, and track them down.
Inside the transfiguration classroom, before afternoon classes had started, Catherine was pacing back and fourth behind her desk. A soft knock from the door echoed throughout the room.
"Come in!" She called as she continued pacing.
"Have you though of anything yet?" Minerva asked quietly as she closed the door behind her.
"No." Cate muttered, dropping down heavily onto one of the desktops. "No one in the school would take her, and say they didn't have her after all the searching."
"Who said it had to be someone in the school?" McGongall asked, also sitting down on one of the desktops. Cate's head snapped up, realizing what was most likely going on.
"Enemies...of course." She muttered, remembering what her father had told her a few months ago. "Who would be able to get into the castle easily, and not be a threat?"
"Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, anyone who was a Hogwarts student."
"Even if they were a known death eater?"
"Yes. They could have used an alternate way of entrance, they could make anything work."
"It has to be Malfoy. He'd still be pissed about how I never really liked him, and how I'm not providing him with an heir."
"Possibly." Minerva smiled softly before leaving the room. Sighing heavily, Catherine walked over to her cabinet and pulled it open.
"Where is it?" She whispered to herself, sifting through piles of papers. They were all copies of the write ups and reports that The Order of The Phoenix had collected over the past few years. The twenty-one-year-old closed the 'C-D' folder, and reached for 'M-N', but found it gone.
She scavenged quickly through the rest of them, tossing them in numerous places around her desk and area.
"Shit!" Catherine swore loudly, unable to believe that the one folder she needed was missing.
"Something wrong?" Charlie asked from the other side of the desk.
"I've found out where Isabelle is." She replied, jumping up.
"For sure?"
"Yes for sure." Cate walked around the desk to her husband, "Draco already had a grudge on me, thanks to myself and him being on opposite sides. Add on the fact that I never loved him, and was never planning on supplying him with an heir, and it basically gives him the right to kill me."
"True." Charlie paused, "Did you talk to someone about this?"
"Yeah, Minerva gave me the idea. Anywayy, that's not all that's wrong."
"What happened?"'
"Everything that The Order would have on the Malfoy's is gone."
"What!"
"Yeah. I have all the write ups for people who need them while at Hogwarts. I mean, yes, there are other copies, but someone took them without me knowing, which means it's someone bad."
"Whoever took Isabelle?"
"Which was Malfoy."
"Cate, do you really think you should be rushing to conclusions like this?"
"I've already told you his motives AND think about it, and ex-student coming back to Hogwarts isn't really suspicious is it?"
"Fine." The young man sighed lightly, placing his hands on her shoulders, "I just don't want you walking into a trap."
"I won't" The young woman whispered, leaning into her husband.
"Good." Charlie kissed her softly, slipping his hands around the small of her back while Cate's tongue entered his mouth. The couple stayed in this embrace for quite a while, waiting until they heard the bell in the distance to break apart.
"I'll see you later." Cate spoke softly as her husband kissed her cheek.
"Love you."
"Love you too." The married couple kissed once more before Charlie pulled away from his wife and left the classroom as a couple of students walked in. This brought Cate to a realization that reports of The Order of the Phoenix were still scattered halfway around the room. At this note, she hurried away to clean it up.