Hermione burst through the kitchen door of the Burrow looking rather flustered. She had to grip the counter top to stop her shaking legs from collapsing under her. Ron was instantly at her side and held her, trying to guide her to one of the kitchen chairs. She pushed him away though.

"Where's…Ginny?" she managed to get out through ragged breaths.

"She's in bed why?" asked Fred as he starred at her.

She gulped again regaining some of her composure and headed for the stairs.

"Hay wait what's going on," Ron followed her up the stairs trying his hardest to get her to stop.

When Hermione reached the landing she stalked to Ginny's room as fast as her legs would allow her. Her muscles moaned at the constant us but she had to be sure Ginny was safe. As she flung back the door a strangled scream escaped her lips. Ron ran to her side and for a second couldn't believe what was happening. He dove forward but it was too late. Someone had lifted the sleeping Ginny into their arms and apperated her away. Hermione collapsed to the floor; she had been too late, if only she hadn't fought with Harry for so long. She felt hot tears whined down her cheeks, this time from the pain and heart break she felt. She had let Ginny down and pushed away the one person who could have helped her.

Ron slumped down in a heap next to her, pulling him into his arms and holding her tight. They sat for a moment like that together, letting their grief at Ginny's kidnapping consume them. Hermione buried her head in Ron's chest and his just cradled her on his lap, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall.

Not long later Fred and George burst in, their merry laughter cut short at the sight of Hermione and Ron.

"What's happened? What's going on?" George asked as he bent down besides his brother.

Fred pushed passed him and entered the room, realising that Ginny wasn't there.

"Where's Ginny!" he demanded shaking Ron by the shoulders.

He looked up at his big brother unable to hold the tears back and longer, "someone took her."

Fred and George instantly flew out of the room. Fred headed to get his parents, while George grabbed Lupin and Tonks that were still downstairs.


A few minutes later everybody was gathered in the Weasley kitchen ready to her Hermione's story. Mr Weasley was silently comforting his wife, while Tonks stalked around the kitchen, anger flaring in her eyes.

"How could they get in!" she cried frustrated, "I set those wards myself, they were unbreakable."

"No one is blaming you my dear. Even the best magic can be broken," Mr Weasley replied, his voice the normal calm, but with a slight waver to it.

Mrs Weasley only sobbed harder in his shoulder.

Hermione breathed deeply and scanned the room. She had already explained that Harry was gone, but no why. And she was still having a lot of trouble thinking of how to put this.

"When Harry left the house I followed him," she breathed again hoping the oxygen would steady her, "I found him in the woods…with another woman."

Before Hermione could carry on Ron had slammed his fists into the kitchen table and, as he jumped to his feet, had knocked the small wooden stool he had been sat on flying.

"That son of a bitch," he bit off.

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Mrs Weasley screeched at him.

Hermione rushed forward and placed a hand gently on Ron's shoulder hoping she could relax him before he apperated off to find Harry.

"Please listen. It wasn't Harry's fault," she scanned the room taking in everyone's faces and pleaded with her eyes for them to believe her, "he was being controlled by this woman. From what I understand she had been using him for some time because of his power but he was unable to tell us all about it. But now she believes that there is a bigger power than Harry out there."

Everybody's eyes snapped to Hermione fearing that she would tell them Voldermort was back, but something snapped into place in Lupin's eyes as he realised the true horror.

"The babies," he whispered, running his hands through his hair nervously.

"Oh Author not the babies, please tell she won't hurt the babies."

Mr Weasley couldn't think of anything to say to reassure his wife so his just gently pulled her back to him and stroked her hair softly.

Once Ron had clamed down enough to sit back down, Hermione explained how Harry tried to help but she had pushed him away. After a quick brain storm they realised there was only one place he could go to, to the black cauldron. He would be there renting a room, since he had no where else to go.

"We have to get Harry and then the Aurors on the case. The longer Ginny is out there without us, the longer her safety and the babies' safety is in jeopardy.


Harry paced his small room, walking from one end to the other in less the six strides. He hated this, everything had fallen on him and he had no way of reversing it. Soon Ginny would hate him and he would have no way of making her realise. AS he thought of Ginny a small pang he had felt at realising he may have lost her, suddenly developed into a large fist in his stomach. He doubled over as the pain ripped through his body and he realised something was terribly wrong. Ginny needed him and no matter what he was going to her.

As he turned the race out the door he was me by a fist that connected with his face and sent him flying.

"Ron!" cried Hermione as she pushed passed him into the room

Ron shuck his hand as the pain rippled through it, "sorry mate but after what Hermione told me I was left with an uncontrollable urge to hit you."

Harry rubbed his jaw as the last shocks of pain echoed around his teeth. Hermione helped him to his feet and he straightened his shirt.

"It's alright mate I understand."

"Oh Harry why didn't you tell us what was happening." Hermione cried.

"I couldn't what ever spell she cast stopped me from telling anyone. I literally couldn't make the words form in my mouth. You wouldn't believe the amount of times I was screaming in my head, preying someone would hear me."

"It's alright mate we believe you," replied Ron as he gave Harry a hearty slap on the back.

"Harry something's happened," Hermione said her face going pail.

Harry hung his head and knew exactly what she meant, "Lexis has Ginny doesn't she."


Ginny woke in a dark room that she didn't recognise. Fear rippled through her as the last of her sleep rolled away and she realised she wasn't in the Burrow anymore.

"Nice of you to join us Ms Weasley," a voice said floating out of the darkness.

"Where am I? Who are you?" Ginny called swinging her feet over the small bed she had been laid on.

The person the voice belonged to stepped forward into the small pool of light a single candle gave of. Ginny didn't recognise the woman but she felt fear straight away.

"You are my captive Ms Weasley, and I am Harry's lover," she laughed.

Ginny pushed her hands against her ears not wanting to listen to her lies. But the woman was in front of her and she placed a hand on Ginny stomach. Ginny tried to pull away, tried to protect her stomach, but as the woman's hands touched her skin pain rippled through her body. She screamed as the pain rapped it way around her stomach and she could feel her babies trying to hide inside her. The woman only laughed as Ginny's screams became louder.