Harry had never thought to return here. He remembered the first time. He remembered when he had been rescued by Ron and the twins in the car. He had looked at the crooked house. He had marvelled at his first sight of a wizarding home. Ron had been embarrassed by the inside of the house. Harry had shaken it away. He loved it. He had loved not the magic in it. It had been neat to see. He had loved the family. He had loved the big clock with their faces on the hands. He loved the kitchen table. He loved feeling for even a while like he was a member of the family. Like perhaps he belonged there and with them. And he had. He had got jumpers every year. And been invited back every summer. But that had all changed. It changed when they realized Harry was in love with Severus. Then the doors closed on him.

He never understood. They worked with him in the order. Molly and Arthur at least. They had known he was a spy. They had called him a good man. But they turned. Not like Ron who had slashed his clothes and tormented him. But the jumper had not come that Christmas. The letters had not come. Molly did not hug him when she came to school. He had stood alone with the Malfoys when his fiancé was laid to rest. He had even stood alone when his Dad and Dora were buried. His so called family had slipped away into the shadows. They could not see he was in love. They could not handle his new found happiness. And it hurt to this day.

As he walked to the door he touched his pendant. It was a reminder of his future and his past. They could not handle Severus. But Lucius they had a family feud with. The twins had accepted Lucius. They had stood with Harry through Severus. They had always been on his side. But not the others. He was not sure they would help. The baby was a Malfoy after all. But he had to try. He would try anything to get his three day old daughter home. Even facing the people who he once called family.

The door opened and Arthur stood in the doorway. "I never thought to see the likes of you back here. No Malfoys are welcome on our property."

Harry stopped feet from him. "There was a time you called me your son. Was falling in love such a crime? I expected better of you. Of my family."

The man looked at him. And for a moment there was a flash of the man that he had talked rubber duckies with. There was a flash of the man who had been with him when he stood trial over the dementors. The man who had called him son so many times in the past. But it was that. It was nothing more then a flash. Then it was gone and the man turned to head back inside of his house.

Harry called out. "I have not come about myself. I have come about your granddaughter. Hear me out. If you care anything about your family, please."

Arthur turned to look back at him. "You have ten minutes and if you don't leave I have the right to hex trespassers on my property."

Following him in Harry was once again with how much he had changed. This was once one of the friendliest men he had ever met. Now he reminded him of his Uncle. Part of him would rather have turned to Vernon for help. But if there was a chance that the Weasleys might know where they were he had to try something. He needed his little girl home. And he needed to put Melissa back in Penny's arms. These people might not care about a Malfoy, but Melissa was their granddaughter. They had not seen her but she had their blood. That had to mean something to even them.

Molly and Bill, Ron, Ginny and Fleur with the kids were in the kitchen. Molly looked up in shock from the pit which she was stirring. She dropped the spoon. She was never as shocked as to see Harry come in.

Harry looked at them. "If you know where your son and Hermione are you need to tell me. They have kidnapped mine and Penny's daughters."

Bill pointed at the door. "Get out. You can't come in here accusing us of knowing where they are. And there is no proof they took the babies."

Harry looked and noticed the extra child. He knew Fleur and Bill just had their two children, the daughter Victoire who was playing ion the ground and son Lewis. There was an extra little girl. And he had seen her before. It was Lynette.

Harry looked at Molly. "It is your granddaughter. I know you refuse to see Melissa but she is your blood. I can't believe you'd put her at risk."

Molly shook her head. "That child is not my granddaughter. She is the slut's child from an affair."

Harry could not believe her. Percy had cheated on his wife. More then that he had cheated on his wife with his brother's wife. The product of that was in the room. Penny had been the victim in the marriage. Melissa was their granddaughter. Molly had once been all about family. But she cared nothing for her own granddaughter. He shook his head. He was not sure why he was surprised after all of this time but he was.

He looked at the other kids and Fleur. "Two innocent babies, including my three day old are missing. No matter what you think of their parents, they are innocent."

Arthur shook his head. "Even if my son and his wife had the babies they would not harm them. Now get out of the house."

Harry turned to leave. He should have known that they would not be willing to help. He knew they were in contact with the couple. He found himself believing that they would not be that cruel. They would not know where they had the children. Or even if they had them. He believed that they were actually blind to it. That they had heard in the newspapers and nothing else. The news story had hit the papers hours after it happened.

Harry started to leave. "Do what you have to. But Melissa is your granddaughter. If anything happens to her or a three day old baby will you be able to live with it?"

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Lucius had been about to come for Harry when he arrived back. He understood his husband needing to go. Harry needed to try anything to get the baby back. He just wished Harry had not gone alone. He knew the family would not try something. But Percy could have been there. He hated to say it but he was not surprised. He had seen how they had treated Melissa and Penny. And the way they had treated Harry before he left the country. He knew Harry hoped that there was still a good side of them left which would want to help bring a baby home, two. But Lucius had known his husband would be disappointed.

Harry was pacing later that afternoon. They had not received word from any of their contacts. Well good word. Moody was supposed to be coming. They had offered rewards. They had put every resource behind trying to get her back. But they had only received false leads.

Harry noticed Moody come in with his husband. "Please tell me you have found something. Please tell me you have some kind of lead on my baby."

Moody nodded. "I do. Someone has come forward with some information that will likely lead to us finding both the babies."

Harry was about to ask who. He had no idea. It could not have been a false lead. Moody would not have come to him with it. He knew Harry did not need any more false hope. Right now he just needed his baby in his arms. And his goddaughter back in her mother's arms. He did not want to hear anything else.

He was surprised when he saw who had come in through the door. "I think I know where they are or at least how to get in contact with them."