A quill moved slowly across a piece of parchment, recording the date.
September 17th
The hand with slender fingers paused for a few seconds before continuing…
Where are you this
moment?
Only in my dreams.
You're missing, but you're always
A
heartbeat from me.
I'm lost now without you,
I don't know where
you are.
I keep watching, I keep hoping,
But time keeps us
apart
Is there a way I can find you,
Is there a sign I
should know,
Is there a road I could follow
To bring you back
home?
A single tear drop fell on the parchment as the slender fingers brushed away the remaining tears before they fell.
A clock chimed twelve times, and the hand left the quill on the parchment. Holding her wand between her fingers, she touched her hair, sending a wave of blonde down her back. Her sources had told her that he would be traveling to Godric's Hollow again tonight, but this time he would be alone. The Dark Lord knew of this, and he was pleased to have another opportunity to destroy the Potter boy. Secret protection was needed again.
Just after apperating to the ruins of the Potter house, still as tragic as ever, she heard another pop. Turning to her left, she nodded. The mousy brown hair of her companion stuck out from the sides of the hood that she was wearing, but did not give away her identity. "Same plan?" the blonde whispered, withdrawing her wand from her pocket. "Same," the other breathed, ducking behind a bush as movement was seen up ahead. They pulled their masks down, hiding their familiar faces, and waited for any sign of Death Eaters. The Potter boy could be seen disappearing underneath his father's cloak, as they both had seen him do many times before. This would make him difficult to follow, but there would be no need to track him tonight. Remus had told them all that they needed to know.
So far, three Horcruxes had been destroyed; the diary, the ring, and the locket, which was found on the shelves of number 12 Gimmauld place. RAB had been Regalus Black, as Hermione had discovered after a particularly long night of talking with Ron at the Burrow. In her drowsy haze, she had begun to go through all of the RABs that she knew, her night time ritual. She had decided to play a variation of the game, starting with all of the last names beginning with B that could have been involved with Voldemort. Around 3 am, she had come to Regalus Black. Horcrux number three had been discovered and destroyed the following morning after a very loud discussion with Kreacher.
"There, behind the trees," the blonde whispered. The brunette nodded and raised her wand. The two performed identical movements, invoking ancient magic that would draw power from the remains of the Potter house. The Death Eaters paused, looking around as if lost. The enchantment would only last an hour at best due to the state of the Potter house, but the girls hoped that it would be enough to discourage the Death Eaters from looking any longer.
Minutes passed as the fall air chilled the blonde and her companion. Creating a fire for warmth, even a small one, would attract the Death Eaters, who were very near by, searching for the remains of the Potter house. The enchantment was similar to the Fidelius charm, but required two casters, both female. It had first been performed by Helga Hufflepuff and Rowena Ravenclaw to protect Hogwarts Castle until the power of all four of the founders could be brought together to perform stronger magic. However, Hogwarts Castle was intact and contained more ancient magic than the Potter house. But still, the charm was effective at inducing confusion and frustration among anyone looking for it. The Potter boy had already been inside the ruins of the Potter house at the time, so he was protected from the effects of the enchantment.
The leader of the group of Death Eaters held up a hand, signaling the others that it was time to go. "Severus, your source was inaccurate, the Dark Lord will be most displeased" a voice sneered. They disapperated with several pops, and all was quiet.
Several minutes later, Harry appeared from within the ruins of the house, his head the only part visible from underneath the cloak. His hand emerged from the cloak, and he was clutching a cup. Setting the cup on the ground, he performed a complex movement with his now exposed wand hand, and the cup burst into flames. Suppressing a gasp, the blonde bit her lip, looking over at the brunette. "That leaves only two," she whispered, barely audible over the wind. When there were no more traces of the cup, Harry stood and turned on the spot, disapperating.
"Where does he go, Tonks?" the blonde asked sadly. The brunette shook her head, "We believe Ron and Hermione know, but they won't tell. We think that one of them is the secret keeper for his whereabouts. They both stood, shaking hands. "Until next time," the blonde whispered. They disapperated.
To be continued…