From the last chapter:

Oh dear Merlin! He thought to himself as he surveyed the house before him.

Chapter 5

It couldn't so much be called a house, as a ruin. Half of the house had caved in and the rest was charred from inside to out. Severus sank to his knees in front of the rubble, a tear running down his cheek. It almost startled him out of his shock as displays of emotion had become so foreign to him over the years of his work as a spy.

"Did you know them?" A woman called out to him.

He shook himself out of his stupor and looked over to where the voice had come from. He saw a woman standing over a fence and looking at him curiously.

"What happened?" He asked urgently, making his way over to her.

"Crying shame that," She said clucking loudly. "They don't know what caused the fire. Only that the woman died. Pregnant she was too. Real shame. The man survived, burnt up pretty bad. But he was arrested for hurting one of the little ones. I don't know what happened to the two little girls. Don't think anyone would have even known they existed if it hadn't been for the police coming around asking about them."

"How long ago did this happen?" He asked.

"Oh, coming up near a year I think," she said, scratching her head. "Come to think of it, will be a year this coming September. I remember because it happened only a few days after my nephew's birthday on the 2nd."

Severus felt ill. 10 months. 10 months the girls had been missing, while they'd all considered them safe because there were no deatheaters around. He realised that he had to get back to Minerva immediately.

A man walked alongside the a dementor, seemingly unaffected, as they travelled to the cell where an inmate had been causing problems for the staff. They stopped by a cell door and the dementor left so that the man could be alone with the inmate.

"You again Arcania," He said, shaking his head in mock disappointment through the bars of the cell. "Haven't you given up yet? It's useless don't you see."

He leaned close to the bars, looking at the figure that was crouched in a foetal position in the corner of the cell, her unnaturally bright blue eyes shining eerily in the dull light through the window where the moon shone in.

"You know I watched them die. I want you to know that they died screaming. In torment and agony because you weren't there to protect them." He whispered, smirking as the figure lunged at the bars, beating herself against them in a rage.

He pulled out his wand lazily.

"Crucio." He said, in the tone one would use to comment on the weather.

Her screams echoed through the halls of the prison, vibrating off the walls and causing a drone of screams from the other inhabitants.

He finally released her and she glared up at him, gathering all her strength to lift herself up and spit at him through the bars. He glared disdainfully at the stain on the bottom of his robes.

"I don't care how long you waste away in here," he declared. "But sooner or later, I will break you."

He turned and walked back down the hall, his long grey beard swinging along to the beat of his high heeled boots clicking on the cement floor.

"This is without a doubt, the worst thing that could have happened." Minerva said tiredly, putting her head in her hands as the news from Severus sunk in.

"Well I know that they don't have them," Severus said. "I'm not as trusted as I used to be, but I would know if they'd managed to get the girls."

"I don't think you realise the gravity of the situation Severus," Minerva said, without lifting her head. "Now that the protections we left have been taken down, the girls can be found with any number of location spells. If they have worked out the dates for the admissions and they have cast one of these spells, they will get to the girls before we do."

"Well then we need to find them," Severus said.

"Get me a map." Minerva said, suddenly springing into action. Severus conjured a map of England and Minerva pointed her wand at it, whispering an incantation.

Nothing happened.

Minerva looked confused for a second, before waving her wand over the map and expanding it to include the world, rather than just England. She repeated the incantation and a string of purple light shot towards the paper. When the light disappeared, there was only a tiny hole left on the paper where it had been.

"How in the world did the girls get there?" Minerva whispered. Severus was speechless, as he stared at the point on the map, now engraved into it, and the two words written magically above it.

Sydney, Australia