Albus' search turned up almost nothing. He had been in and out of all the dungeons and still had found nothing to help him sort out this mess. He was walking back up to his office, deep in thought, when he ran right into Harry.

"Harry, I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"It's alright, Professor. I was just looking for you." Albus noticed a look of fear in Harry's eyes. He knew that Harry had not been on the best of terms with him since the events of last year, but he had told Harry that he was always available for help.

"What is it, Harry?"

"Can we talk in your office?"

"Yes, of course. Come with me." The two walked towards his office, where they found Hermoine waiting for Professor Dumbledore.

"Oh dear, I'm afraid I have two people to talk to." Harry quickly responded.

"It's ok, Hermoine can come too. I want her to hear this. It has something to do with what happened the other night." Albus agreed and led the two up to his office. He motioned for them to sit in front of his desk and they obeyed.

"Well, Mr. Potter, what do you need to discuss with me?" Harry noticed how closely Dumbledore was watching him and knew he wanted to make up for not explaining the prophecy to him earlier. He decided to tell him everything.

"I've been having strange pains...my scar. It's been hurting the past few days, ever since Neville had his nightmare. When Hermoine was kidnapped, it hurt a lot that night. Then, last night, he was very happy...Voldemort I mean." Hermoine winced at the mention of the name.

"Harry, are you saying that you believe it was Voldemort who kidnapped Miss Granger?" Harry shook his head.

"I don't think so, but I believe he sent someone to do it. I think he's been causing Neville's nightmares as well." Albus thought for a moment and then nodded.

"I will take what you have said into consideration, Harry. I do not think you are far from the truth. It is just we have to piece the puzzle together now. Thank you for coming to me with this information." Harry smiled slightly.

"I'll go now so you can talk to Hermoine. Could I have a note to get into potions?"

"Ah, yes, I'm sure Professor Snape would like to give you detention for being late, wouldn't he?" Hermoine and Harry smiled at each other, both knowing that is exactly what Snape would do. Albus wrote out an excuse and handed the parchment to Harry. Harry left soon after, leaving Hermoine and Albus alone.

"Now, Miss Granger, you wanted to talk about the other night, am I correct?" Hermoine nodded before answering verbally.

"I just wanted to tell you about the voice of the person who kidnapped me." Albus listened carefully to what the young girl was saying. "I remember it was a deep voice, that sounded familiar."

"You believe you know who it was that took you?"

"Yes, I think it was...well, it sounded like Mr. Malfoy." There was silence for a moment.

"You understand, Miss Granger, that these are very serious charges to bring against someone like Lucius Malfoy."

"I know, Professor, but his voice was so familiar. I believe it was him."

"I see. I will take this into consideration and look around for evidence of where Mr. Malfoy was that night. Do you remember anything else, Miss Granger?" Hermoine hesitated, then continued.

"Well, Professor, I was just wondering...how did Professor McGonagall know where I was?" Albus was surprised by her question. He hadn't expected this.

"Miss Granger, I must tell you the truth. I do not know how she found you. It is just a very good thing that she did, is it not?"

"Yes...I just wondered...because I don't know where the room is."

"Not many people do, Miss Granger. I'm sorry I could not be of more help to you. Maybe you should be asking Professor McGonagall these questions."

"I thought of that, but I wasn't sure if she would want to answer." Albus studied Hermoine's face...she seemed to want to tell him something more.

"I see. Well, I think she'll be willing to answer any questions you may have about the other night. Is there anything else Miss Granger?" Hermoine hesitated, wanting to ask him about the newspaper article, but decided against it.

"No, that's all. Thank you Professor." Ablus held up his hand, keeping Hermoine in her chair, wondering why he wanted her to wait. He handed her a piece of parchment.

"That is an excuse for Professor Snape...and this....is a note for you to be excused early from your first afternoon class. Professor McGonagall will be able to speak to you then." He handed her another piece of parchment and she smiled at him.

"Thank you very much Professor." Albus smiled back.

"Any time Miss Granger." Hermoine saw herself out, leaving Albus to new thoughts and theories. Harry's scar hurting, Lucius Malfoy, Hermoine's question about Minerva...things were not piecing together the way Albus needed them to. He needed actual answers...he needed the truth. Unfortunately, the only one who knew that was Minerva, and he was afraid to ask her again, for fear of her safety and the baby's.

After lunch in the Great Hall, Minerva was grateful that her free period had arrived. She sat down at her desk and took out tests to grade. The first years may be cute and innocent, but some of them had no clue about Transfiguration. She shook her head at some of the answers, laughing at others. The pile seemed to grow larger, not smaller, as she finished each test. She had so much work to do and knew that more time off was not in her future. After a half hour of grading, her eyes grew tired and her back ached more than normal. She knew that she needed to slow down. The baby would be in more danger if she didn't. When a knock sounded at the door, she couldn't help but be relieved. She set down her pen and massaged her hand.

"Come in." Minerva was surprised to see Hermoine walk in. She was always in class, no matter what. "Miss Granger, is something wrong?" Hermoine walked up to Minerva's desk and handed her the note from Albus.

"I was talking to Professor Dumbledore earlier and he gave me this. He said that he couldn't answer some of my questions but maybe you could." Minerva looked at the note, noticing Albus' handwriting and sighing.

"Of course, Miss Granger. I'll answer anything to the best of my ability. Please, sit down." Hermoine took a seat in a chair Minerva had transfigured for her. Hermoine was silent for a moment and then looked up into her favorite Professor's eyes. There was something there, some pain that Hermoine didn't know. She only hoped she would be able to figure it out, in order to her Minerva.

"Well, I asked Professor Dumbledore this and he said he didn't know, but you would." She hesitated again.

"Go on, Miss Granger."

"I just wondered how you knew where I was. I never saw the room before." Minerva's first thought was that Albus had put Hermoine up to this. He had been asking her the same thing just last night. But, she knew he wouldn't do that to her. And she also knew of Hermoine's intelligence. She was probably trying to figure things out for herself.

"Miss Granger, I was the first to notice your absence. Being your Head of House, I was worried when I did not see you at dinner in the Great Hall. I went to your room, hoping to find you. When I did not, I alerted the rest of the staff and we began searching. I immediately went to the dungeons and began my search. I had a feeling that was where you had been taken."

"The room was in the dungeons?"

"Yes. I have been to a room similar and began checking all the doors. When I found one that would not open, I heard voices, one being yours. That is when I knew I had found the right room."

"How did you know which countercurse to use, Professor? I've never heard of the spell that was used to lock the door." Minerva waited a minute. She didn't know how to answer this.

"I knew that the curse used to lock the door would be a very strong one. I thought of the strongest locking spell and used the countercurse." Hermoine seemed satisfied. Minerva breathed a sigh of relief when Hermoine moved on to the next question.

"Do you know who it was that took me?" Minerva saw the fear in Hermoine's eyes and decided to do something about it. She transfigured another chair and placed it next to Hermoine's, getting up to sit in it. She cautiously reached over and took the young girl's hand.

"Hermoine, I don't know who it was that took you. But, I do believe it has something to do with Lord Vol...Voldemort. I'm just grateful that you were not injured when I found you. Whoever it was, I do not believe they will be coming back any time soon." Hermoine relaxed. She knew that Professor McGonagall cared about her.

"Thank you, Professor. For finding me." She squeezed Minerva's hand gently and Minerva did the same.

"You're welcome, Hermoine." Hermoine got up and walked to the door, leaving Minerva to her own thoughts. She gently placed a hand on her abdomen, hoping that she would be a good mother. She cared for all her students like they were her own. She just hoped that she and Albus' child would be safe from Voldemort. Nothing was certain anymore...nothing.