The Order assigned Ron a search mission to find a woman who had gone into hiding with her children after her partner was murdered by two figures in red robes and gold masks. Harry volunteered to go with Ron but Shacklebolt ordered Harry to rest for the day due to the countless days and nights working for the Ministry and the Order. Much to Draco's surprise, he went from being Hermione's secretary to Ron's righthand man.

On the day of the mission, there was a downpour of rain in London that Ron and Draco had to drudge through to reach their destination. The rainfall was so strong that having umbrellas did little to prevent their clothes from being thoroughly soaked. Ron felt his ginger hair almost sticking to his forehead as a result of the rain. Draco was also not spared with his newly dyed hair to prevent him from being discovered.

"Wolf Hall - Weasley, is this it?" asked Draco, stopping under the cover.

"Yea, that's the place," said Ron.

Once Draco and Ron walked into the hotel, they both of them felt the warmth of a fireplace hit their wet clothes. Wolf Hall was a ghastly imitation of a Tudor estate with wood panels, tapestries, and a giant stone fireplace to the left of the entrance. Ron surveyed the area to make sure no one followed them, even going as fair and pace around the perimeter of the lobby and checking behind all the walkways and tapestries.

"Weasley, will you stop that?" hissed Draco. "You're going to make people suspicious!"

Before Ron could respond, Draco turned Ron around and pointed to the back of a woman with a dark brown plait. Just then, the woman turned around and her face went from tense to nervous. As she walked away. Ron and Draco subtly but urgently followed behind her. Soon, the woman went from walking to running and the men pcike dup the pace to stay on her tail.

"Gemma!" cried out Ron as they followed her down a hall. "Wait!"

Gemma Farley was a former classmate of Ron and Draco. Just like Draco, Gemma was a member of Slytherin. However, Gemma was not thrilled to see Draco or Ron and was trying avoid them.

"Gemma, please, stop!" cried out Draco. "It's me, Draco Malfoy!"

"No you're not!" said Gemma finally facing the men and drawing her wand at them. "Since when do Malfoys have hair the color of ink?"

"Since Malfoys are hunted like rabbits," said Draco moving . "And needed a quick disguise."

"And since when does a Malfoy hang out with a blood traitor like Ron Weasley?" asked Gemma, pointing her wand at Ron.

"Please, we're here to help," said Ron dropping his wand and put both his hands up to show he was not going to harm her.

"I don't need or want your help!" cried Gemma her voice trembling with hysteria as she took a defensive stance. "Just GO AWAY!"

Suddenly, the door near Gemma opened to reveal a small boy with tousled dirty blonde hair wearing a knitted jumper and dark blue joggers. Next to him was a little girl with dark short hair, a yellow shirt, and overalls.

"Mum?" said the boy.

"Go back inside, love," said Gemma firmly as she backied up to shelter the children.

"Are these your kids?" asked Draco with Gemma slightly nodding in response to confirm this fact.

"What are their names?" asked Ron gently.

"Jacob and Isabella," said Gemma.

"Gemma," said Ron. "The Order of the Phoenix sent me here - we want to help you and your kids, but I need you to trust me."

For a while, Gemma remained silent as tears formed in her tears and fell down her face.

"I'm so scared," she said as she rubbed her eyes. "I can't lose my kids, not after I've lost my whole family."

"I know how scared you are," said Draco. "But trust me, as hard as it is to believe, there are still good people out there. Look at Weasley here - he's been hiding my boy for the past several months and there's no one else I trust to keep him safe."

Ron felt touched by Draco's praise. Without realizing it, a smile formed on Ron's face as he heard those words.

"Here, come inside," said Gemma, moving her kids out of the doorframe so Ron and Draco could enter. The men entered the room which had a giant king size bed, a television, a dresser, and a large sage green chair. Ron and Draco remained standing while Gemma sat on the bed with Isabella in her lap and Jacob played with some trains on the floor.

"Where are you going to hide us?" asked Gemma.

"My family's cottage by the ocean," said Ron. "You and your kids will stay there for a few days, then we'll move you to France."

"France?" repeated Gemma, slightly surprised.

"Weasley's brother is married to the Veela girl, Fleur Delacour," said Draco. "Through their connections, a couple of Veela communities have offered to hid any widows and children until this whole thing blows over."

"When do you think this will all be over?" asked Gemma.

"As soon as we get Jason Charmer in Azkaban," said Ron.

Ron watched Gemma as she surveyed the room and observed her children. Gemma's face varied between tense and nervous to determined and focused.

"Alright," said Gemma after a few minutes. "Shall we start packing?"