Mr. Alvarez, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, was looking for Tony and Harry Potter. Those were the two people he trusted most to solve this mystery. He was tired and his bones ached.

There had been too much death in these past few months. He had failed in his duty to protect the wizarding world. But before he handed in his resignation, this crisis needed to end. He found Harry with Ron Weasley. They were tucked in a corner on the sixth floor, West Wing.

Mr. Alvarez frowned as he approached, realizing that Harry was comforting a distraught Ron. When they both saw him coming, Ron straightened and nodded at the Head of the Department of Defense.

"Alvarez," Ron gave him a jerky head nod.

"Has something happened?"

Ron's face crumbled and he simply shook his head.

Harry answered in a dead voice, "Rose is missing. We think she was taken."

Mr. Alvarez didn't know what to say. "I heard that we suspected there was a Death Eater undercover... "

"We're operating under the assumption that they took her for ransom." Harry said. Alvarez nodded, thinking that made sense.

"We need to give them anything they want…" Ron's whole body shook.

Harry and Alvarez shared a look. "Ron…" Harry sighed. "We're going to get Rose back but we need to do it the right way. We will find her, but we can't give into terrorist demands."

Ron glared at his best friend and then jerked away. "I need to speak with Hermione."

"I'm right here." Hermione was walking towards them.

"Hermione…" They collapsed into each other's arm, sobbing.

Finally, Hermione pulled away and quickly wiped away her tears. "We need to tell the others. Ginny knows and so does Amanda, but we have to tell everyone else."

"I can't," Ron's voice cracked. "I can't say it outloud."

Harry nodded.

"There's something you need to know," Alvarez said in a steady voice. He and Tony had wanted to gather more intel before alerting the Aurors, but that was a mistake.

"What?"

"A few weeks ago a low level paper pusher came to me with a lead."

The Golden Trio looked at him questioningly.

Alvarez continued, "He told us that someone entered the Lestrange vault. Someone has been entering the Lestrange vault for years and even after we arrested all those Death Eaters, there was a girl still going to the vault."

"What?" Hermione choked out. "How is that possible?"

"Bellatrix Lestrange had a daughter we think. Goblins remember seeing a woman and a girl. We think they are both descendants of Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange." He finished slowly and watched the three war heroes take in that piece of information.

Hermione collapsed in a heap on the floor, sobbing silently into her hand. Ron followed her down a moment later. Hermione shook her head, gripping her forearm. Alvarez frowned when Hermione started to take her satin gloves off. Alvarez had forgotten that they were all still in formal attire. It hard to believe that six hours ago they had been dancing and making merry.

When her gloved her off, Hermione looked down at her forearm. Alvarez could make out a faint scar.

"Look at what Bellatrix did to me." She whispered.

Alvarez looked at the scar and his chest tightened.

Mudblood.

Hermione hissed out a breath, "And now my baby is with that monster's daughter." She gave Alvarez a pinning glare and he understood why this woman was a war he hero. He understood how she survived the second coming of Voldemort and the torture of Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Mione, we're going to find her." Ron said determinedly.

Harry knelt down. "He's right, we're going to find Rose. There might even be a silver lining to this. Rose is a smart girl and a brilliant witch. She'll know that we're looking for her and she might be able to lead us directly to the leader of the Death Eaters."

Hermione nodded, "You're right." She eased off the floor. "We need to change out of these clothes. And then we need a plan."

"We need to tell the children."

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Atria looked at their connected hands and then smiled at Albus. She had to tell him about Rose, but she needed to see him smile one last time. Scorpius was enough to deal with, but she wasn't looking forward to dealing with all of the defensive people in Rose's family.

Albus's eyes narrowed on something behind her. "Hey, there's my parents." He pulled his hands free of hers. Logically, she knew this wasn't the time to tell his parents that they weren't together, but she didn't want to let go of him.

Albus was smiling until he saw his parent and the Weasleys' faces. "What's wrong?"

Atria stepped back and looked at Albus's parents and Rose's parents. All of them were wearing normal clothes again, their dress clothes discarded. They saw on her face that she knew.

Ginny looked at Atria. "Did Malfoy tell you?"

Atria nodded mutely.

"Tell her what?" Albus growled and everyone looked at him. When no one said anything he shout, "What are you hiding?" Atria jumped.

Hermione lifted her chin proudly, "Rose is missing, most likely taken by Death Eaters?"

"What?" Albus seethed and then turned to Atria, "And you knew? Why didn't you tell me?"

Atria grasped desperately for words. "I didn't know how."

"How could this have happened?"

"We're still trying to figure that out." Ron growled. "But we have a lead." Atria knew he was trying to sound more confident than he was.

But what lead did they have? Atria's throat constricted.

"Well, what is it?" Albus demanded.

Hermione shook her head, as if she couldn't say it.

Shit, they know.

Harry cleared his throat, "Bellatrix Lestrange's daughter. We think that's who is leading this new group of Death Eaters." Albus's unfocused eyes looked around in rage and his chest pumped with heavy breathes. "And there's a girl as well." Atria stopped breathing.

Thankfully, no one was looking at her.

"I don't understand! How could you not know this?" Albus shouted. "You put this woman in Azkaban, isn't there a system for keeping track of these people are."

"We only have the information that they gave us or we were able to dig up. There is no record of this woman or her daughter, but knowing who they are is a step in the right direction." Ginny reached out to Albus, but he pulled away.

Atria's heart pounded in her ears. If anything happened to Rose…

No. Nothing is going to happen.

"How could a Death Eater have just walked into the Ministry?" Albus asked. "There's was supposed to be security."

"There was." Ron shook his head.

Atria frowned. "And floo was the only way in?" How had they done it? Was it her mother who took Rose? Atria was sure she would have recognized her mother. Azkaban couldn't have changed her that much.

"Yes," Hermione nodded.

Then how was it possible? Atria was sure she would have recognized someone knew or different… she would have realized if something was out of place. I need to say something. Hermione needs to know that my mum wouldn't…

Wouldn't do what? Atria cursed herself. She knew what her mother was capable of, but this woman wasn't her mother anymore. The woman who had told her it was okay to fail… she was gone. She had been gone since her father's death.

Your mother, Atria thought scathingly, has killed dozens of people. She has orchestrated the attacks on Hogsmeade, The Ministry, several muggle villages… She is not your mother.

But she still felt the need to say something. Atria racked her brain, trying to think of why her mum would have taken Rose. It just didn't make sense. She vaguely heard Albus asking the same thing in the background.

She only heard part of Harry's response, "... for leverage or as an insurance policy."

Atria frowned. Leverage for what? Her mother had to know that the Death Eaters would never stop looking for her and her merry band of psychos. Her mother had no real use for Rose, unless she wanted a plaything for her followers.

"We should go talk to Scorpius." Atria looked at Albus and Harry seemed relieved that she was getting an unreasonable Al off his plate. "He was really upset when Draco told him."

Albus's nostrils flared and then he nodded. "Wait, he's awake?"

Atria nodded. "He heard us talking about Rose and he was furious when we wouldn't let him go after her."

Ron scoffed. "He shouldn't even be conscious, what was he going to do?"

Ginny smacked her brother, "He only wanted to help." Ron glared at her and then rubbed his arm. Hermione looked like she wanted to smile but couldn't. Atria grabbed Albus's arm and pulled him away.

He was huffing the whole way to Scorpius's room. Amanda and James were already there. James was leaning back in a chair and Amanda was fussing over him.

"You shouldn't even be out of bed, just let me…" She was kneeling in front of his trying to fix the wrap on his leg.

Scorpius looked up when Atria and Albus came in. His face was hard and he gave James and Amanda a dirty look when she both chuckled at something.

"Why are you laughing?" He barked and they both sobered immediately, looking ashamed. Then he focused on Albus and Attie. "What did your parents say?"

"Bellatrix Lestrange's daughter took her." Albus said before Atria could say something a bit more delicate. Scorpius's reaction was as expected.

"WHAT? How could this have happened? Why weren't we told that Bellatrix had a daughter? What the hell are these people doing?" He shouted and Atria cringed.

"My dad just found out from the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement." Albus said grimly. Atria's eyes widened. The Department of Magical Law Enforcement knew about her? Atria must have missed when Harry said that.

"So that's who has Rose?" Scorpius whispered.

No one said anything. Atria wanted to tell them that it would be okay, but she couldn't.

"We're going to find her."

Everyone looked at Amanda doubtfully. She nodded firmly and stood up. "Scorpius, you're the smartest wizard in our year, Atria you are the most talented, and Albus and James are kickass duelers. We need to come up with a plan."

Albus sighed, "That's what our parents are doing."

"We have been at the center of all these attacks." Amanda balled her fists and Atria had to admit she felt inspired by how determines Amanda looked. "We have been there every single time and we have experience. We only need to think. There has to be something missing. There has to be a clue." She muttered and began to pace.

Atria bit her lip and thought. She knew more than they did and even still, she was useless. There was no clue, no missing link that she could see.

"Think, think!" Amanda rubbed her temples. "Why attack Hogsmeade?" She blurted.

"What?" Scorpius frowned.

Amanda spun around to face him. "Why attack Hogsmeade? Diagon Alley is more central to the wizarding world."

Atria breathed, "All the students were there."

"Yes, and graduation last year?"

"You think they took Rose because she's a student?" James asked in disbelief. "They had plenty of opportunities to take students. Hell, they could have taken you last June." He said to Amanda and she groaned.

"None of this makes any sense." Amanda snapped and she rubbed her eyes. "Wait!" Her eyes flew open. "Salvatore! We totally forgot about him!"

Scorpius growled, "You think he's a part of this?"

"Yes," Atria nodded. "And he was interested in Rose."

"But if he's a Death Eater, why would he want Rose? She's a halfblood?" James shook his head. "None of this makes sense."

"But Sal wasn't at the Ministry," Amanda said helplessly. They were silent for a few minutes. Atria couldn't figure out the plan here. She mindlessly played with a strand of her blue hair.

"We're thinking about this wrong." Scorpius said. "It doesn't matter how the Lestrange bitch got in." Atria winced. "We just need to figure out where she would go. It would have to be some place secluded…" Atria gasped.

Her mother's frozen painting. When she was at the house, there was no one there, but that didn't mean her mum wouldn't go there. And they had a dungeon.

"Attie, did you think of some place?" Albus asked urgently.

She looked at Albus with an open mouth, not sure what to say. She looked down.

Blue. Her hair was blue. She was a metamorphmagus.

"Holy shit," Atria whispered. I get that from my mother's side!

"Attie, say something!" Scorpius shouted, but she was halfway out the door.

She didn't really process her actions, she could only think of Rose and she knew that she needed to find Harry Potter and the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. That pit in her stomach, that she had been carrying around for the past year, finally disappeared.

Atria wasn't scared or worried. No, she was determined to save her friend.

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When Rose heard creaking metal, she hid behind her pillar. It was odd how she had come to think of a pillar in a dirty dungeon as hers, but this pillar had saved her life, taken away the pain, and kept her upright.

"Come out, come out wherever you are," Lestrange sang. Rose took deep breaths through her nose, so she wouldn't start hyperventilating or make any noise. The air smelled foul and polluted, which was why she hadn't been breathing through the nose until she needed to. She expected the woman to get upset, instead Lestrange laughed. "You do know that you're in a dungeon, right? You can hide but you can't run." She sounded thoroughly amused.

Rose knew it was a bad idea, but the woman was right. She couldn't go anywhere… Lestrange simply had to take a stroll around this filthy place to find her.

She stepped out from behind her pillar.

The woman was facing away from her, looking off in the direction of the darkest part of the dungeon, where Rose had not dared to venture.

Rose cleared her throat. "I'm here." She said weakly and the woman spun around. She was wearing a heavy black cloak that looked more for a wizard than a witch.

She smiled viciously, "You're a brave one, aren't you. I'm so glad you're here." She clapped her hands together, and the ringing sound echoed making Rose flinch. She stalked towards Rose and Rose backed against the pillar.

"Are you going to kill me?" Rose's voice trembled.

"Eventually." Rose let out a sob, but bit her lip. She wasn't going to give this psychopath the satisfaction. "But not yet." Rose let out a shaky breath. One thing helped. She had been repeating one thought in her head for hours.

This was Atria's mother. She couldn't be all crazy.

"Say it." Lestrange growled and Rose looked surprised. "I can see you want to ask me something, so please do." She said with a great big arm motion and false sweetness.

"Your daughter," Rose said slowly.

The woman seemed to have been preparing for this because this time, when Atria was mentioned, she only smiled. She wanted to be in control.

"You may think she's your friend, but she's been lying to you." Lestrange assured Rose. "She was always so good at that… lying. She was a brilliant witch, my little princess. I kept waiting for her to break me out of Azkaban. But she was smart, befriending your family."

Rose breathed heavily. She knew that this woman was spouting lies. She seemed like she was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince Rose. The woman smiled threateningly, with bared teeth.

"Atria loves her mother," She nodded. Rose was sure she was saying this to herself. "And maybe that's where I went wrong. Love is weakness and it needs to be disposed of. I tried to do that, but it was too late." Lestrange continued to mutter. Rose felt relief and fear mixed together.

From the sound of it, Atria didn't learn love from this woman and whatever hope Rose had that Lestrange wasn't totally evil vanished. She wondered about Atria's father, but she didn't want to interrupt the woman's murmurings.

"... I haven't seen my daughter in three years." The woman looked at Rose.

Rose wasn't sure if she was supposed to say something. She cleared her throat, "She's really smart."

Lestrange laughed. "I know and it's wasted. It's always been wasted even when I was trying to teach her. Her-" The woman stopped and glared off into the dark, where the torches did not continue.

Rose's breath caught. "Her father…" She stopped when Lestrange turned around to glare at her. Rose didn't more or say anything, careful not to upset the woman more.

Lestrange smiled suddenly and walked right up to Rose. "Atria is not on your side." The woman said condescendingly. "No matter how she may have acted, or what's happened in the past, when it comes down to it, Atria will always choose her mother." The woman bit out every word with a driving finality.

Rose pushed against the pillar, trying to get away.

"She will choose her family in the end." The woman whispered and Rose looked her in the eyes.

"We are her family."

Before the woman could react, Rose grabbed the torch above her head and swung it wildly. Lestrange jumped away and Rose took off in a dead run to the dark part of the dungeon. She had been too afraid to go there, but she had looked for an exit and found none in the lit part of the dungeon. That meant there had to be a door at the other end.

"Little girl," The sickeningly sweet voice came from behind her. "Where are you going?" The dead voice echoed around her and Rose could hear the footfalls chasing behind her. Her own breath sounded in her ears and her heart pounded.

She needed the torch, but it was drawing Lestrange right to her. She frantically searched for an exit before the woman caught up with her.

"No," she whispered when she saw a brick wall ahead. She looked left and right and hoped to see something. She dropped the torch and ran to hide behind and pillar, but she knew it was no use.

The light flickered on the ground and Rose could see the shadow of a person pick up the torch.

"What now?" A laugh echoed and Rose closed her eyes. "There is no escape."

Tears slipped out of Rose's eyes and she quickly brushed them away. There had to be an exit somewhere. She needed to look again, but it was impossible without Lestrange hearing her. And the woman had a wand. In fact, Rose wondered why she hadn't used it already.

"I can hear your breathing."

Rose pressed her lips together and opened her eyes.

And then she took off, running as fast as she could.

"Running is useless." The voice was so close, Rose looked next to her, on the other side of the pillars. The light was close, too close.

She kept running until she saw the lit part of the dungeon. She turned around and screamed. Dark eyes bore into hers and for a moment the black cape was all she could see, it surrounded her. She scrambled back around, but Lestrange tripped her and she fell forward.

She scrambled on her back, staring up at the sneering woman. She tried to turn around, but the deranged woman grabbed her leg and she fell on her stomach. Rose's head cracked on the stone, but she kept kicking. She kicked the torch out of the woman's hand and it fell to the side illuminating…

Rose screamed at the top of her lungs. A rotting corpse leaned against the wall, a pool of blood around the body. Bones surrounded by decayed flesh and insects. The corpse had long dark hair and wore female clothing. And the skull was cracked.

"Why couldn't you have stayed put?" The woman shook her head. And Rose looked up at her, noticing the details of her face and her body. Then she looked at the corpse. A metamorphmagus would be able to take the form of Lestrange... No one would suspect a thing.

"You said Atria would always choose family." Rose shrieked. "So what's she going to do when she finds out that you killed her mother. She's going to eat you alive when she find out you killed-" Rose was struck by a hard fist.

Her head swam and her vision started to fade. The first thing that came to mind, was she hoped this wasn't interfering with her brain because she had finals in a few months. She almost laughed to herself, because she knew she was never going to take those important tests.

As Rose faded out of consciousness once again the last words she heard were, "Atria, will never find out."

And they came from a man.