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As Harry and Ron arrived, they were surprised to see the others who were already at Hermione's flat. "Harry," Ginny exclaimed and kissed him hello, completely unaware of the audience. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," replied Ron.

"I was checking up on Hermione, I needed to talk to her and I came here because she usually does her work at home. But I ran into Professor Snape instead."

"Snape, something was just uncovered about Hermione vanishing, something you surely wouldn't believe." Harry blurted out and completely forgot Ginny was standing right next to him.

"He knows." stated Snape.

"Yes I do and I surely have more information on me that you," said Ron.

"Does anyone want to tell me what the bloody hell is going on? Harry you just can't blurt out that my best friend is missing and not give me an explanation. You said that she had a new assignment for work, you lied to me." With Harry's guilty expression Ginny continued, "You…you knew about this?"

"Ms. Weasley I suggest you take a breath then you will get filled in eventually," Snape said and turned to the other two. "What did you find out?"

"Well apparently, Draco Malfoy returned from his grave. We saw him at St. Mungos and he took Hermione with him. We have a clear picture that it was him." Ron said.

"Returned from his grave? Are you sure that it was even him, what if it's someone using polyjuice potion to lure her away and to harm her? I mean we never really figured out how he died in the first place," Ginny said.

"I do believe you make a very good point Ms. Weasley but I think that we need a plan. Surely, it will not take long for the officials to find the tapes. We have to move quickly."

"Where do you propose we start looking? We don't even know what in the blazes is going on! For all we know it could be some psycho who is out to kill her." Ron seethed at Snape.

"Follow me," Snape said and headed towards the room he had found hoping his guess would lead them in the right direction. Although he knew that, it wasn't what Hermione would have wanted.

A series of gasps were heard when they entered the room, followed by silence.

Snape stood by the door while the others observed the room they were in. Ginny was the first to break the silence, "It looks like a sanctuary."

"This sanctuary with the help of Mr. Weasley has given me an idea where we can start looking." Snape said while pointing to a photograph that, unless you knew where it was, one couldn't even find amongst the many articles covering it.

Draco looked to be about the age of seventeen and he was sitting on a log that was partly covered in snow. Next to him was a girl about the same age as him, she had short blonde hair and she was dressed in thick winter clothes, as was Draco. In the background were a few mountains and on the left was something that resembled a cabin.

"A cabin in the mountains? You can't be serious."

"What seems to be the problem Ms. Weasley?" Snape asked irritated.

"You consider yourself so slick don't you? You walk around Hogwarts all high and mighty giving out detentions like paychecks, but you aren't smart at all. "

"I beg your-"

"Exactly. You don't. If you would then you would know that the cabin that is in that picture burned down when Draco was vacationing there one winter vacation."

This certainly wasn't what Snape wished to hear.

"Ginny, as much as you loved to eavesdrop on peoples conversations, I guarantee that the cabin is still there." Harry blurted out.

"What makes you so sure?" asked Ron.

"Because I've seen it." Harry said and continued when he saw surprised faces. "There are dreams that I have been having and this cabin is in it. I didn't think anything of it at first but this picture proves that it does."

"Dreams? Harry what are you talking about?" asked Ginny placing a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"You see this is why I never mentioned it because I knew it would cause commotion."

"Mr. Potter I didn't think that you would be so daft as to think that. Even you know that your "dreams" helped with the downfall of the Dark Lord. Now I suggest you tell us what happens in it and stop wasting precious time."

"Alright but I would prefer to exit this creepy room and sit somewhere more inviting." They all agreed and headed toward the kitchen, except for Ron. Before exiting, he ripped the picture off the wall and placed it in his coat pocket.

When they had all seated themselves at Hermione's breakfast table and Harry began explaining his dream to the group.

Harry could see small clouds of his breath escape through his lips as he was surrounded by snow. It was cold and that was always the first clue to his dream. He knew that this wasn't real, he had been having the same dream for a couple of weeks now and he was starting to become worried.

Every time he would have his dream, he would appear in the same spot as always sitting on a log next to a small girl with blonde hair tied up in ponytails. She was small and scared but if Harry wanted to comfort her, he could never move any part of his body. He felt like such a rag doll. The only time he would be able to move anything was when he wanted to observe his surroundings. He was in a small clearing around him were trees that were slightly covered in snow, and not too far away he could see a cabin.

But that wasn't the part that worried him.

As Harry would return his gaze upon the small girl, she would be bleeding from her stomach speaking inaudible words and then her appearance would change completely as if she had taken polyjuice potion. Then in front of him would be the same girl as in the photograph that was in Hermione's "room".

They would look at each other as if they were long lost friends savoring every second that they had. Time dragged on, and just before Harry would start coughing and shivering because of the cold, she would speak. "I understand you are afraid. But there is nothing to be afraid of except for "him". Eliminate him and everything will be all right. We will meet soon Harry."

"We need to leave immediately and find her," said Ron.

"And where do you suggest we go? We don't even have one clue to what country this place is even located." Snape said looking irritable at Ron.

"There is only one place that you would find such trees and mountains. Switzerland," said Ginny with a smile, "Working with Neville seems to have its benefits at times."

"Brilliant! But that doesn't really narrows our search down. We still have to look all over Switzerland."

"Not unless you want to." Said Harry as he got up so fast that his chair flew back and ran back into the room, emerging a couple of seconds later with a newspaper clipping in his hand. "This explains why she would have this."

It was a newspaper clipping of the Daily Prophet with Lucius Malfoy on the front shaking hand with Claude Obrist the current Minister of Magic from Switzerland. "It said that he visited on behalf of the Minister of Magic who was sick at the time and he was staying in an area near Rheinwaldhorn with his wife. We start there."

Harry placed the article on the kitchen counter and walked over to the fireplace; he took a handful of floo powder in his hand but stopped before moving into the fire. "Nobody touches him but me."

That was all that was spoken amongst the group until they arrived at the Swiss Ministry of Magic. It looked the same as it did in London; the only main difference was the sign at the far end of the corridor that clearly stated that this was the "Swiss Ministry of Magic building". It had the same fountain in the middle of the main corridor as the one in London where the battle of the prophecy had taken place in Harry's fifth year. Along the walls of a broad and extended hallway that they were walking down were the same fireplaces for arrivals and departures.

As they entered the portkey office there was someone in pale blue robes sitting behind a mahogany desk talking privately to someone through the floo network. A conversation if one were to intrude they would only hear the normal agreeing or disagreeing words. There was no nameplate on their desk so they didn't know how to address the person sitting in front of the group. Upon hearing Harry clear his throat very loudly they didn't turn around to greet them, they just spoke in a bored tone. "Be with you in a moment". At least they knew now it was a man.

"This is quite urgent", said Ron in an angry tone. The man didn't move he just continued to sit behind his desk and an occasional "yes" and "I agree" was heard from him. They continued to stand in front of his desk until Ginny had enough.

She slammed down her small wrist on his table and screamed at his back, "I don't know who the hell you think you are but we have some urgent matters to take care of and you are just-" Ginny stopped in mid sentence not allowing herself to finish her sentence.

"You? Not possible."

"Oh I believe it is Mr. Weasley you see I can make anything possible. Severus how about that update about my son, that you promised me today", said Lucius Malfoy with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Nothing as of yet," said Snape.

"Are you serious you actually associate yourself with this scumbag?" asked Harry giving Lucius and Snape a disgusted look.

"I assume you didn't tell them of our little meeting this morning?"

"Must have slipped my mind," Snape responded never letting his voice falter.

"Well I will just remind you of what is going to happen if you don't hold up your end of the bargain."

"I assure you that it is not necessary at the moment. We just came here for a portkey to your lovely vacation home."

"Oh you don't have to worry, I have already checked it out and there were no signs of anything there. Wards also have been put into place so no one can enter into it without me knowing of it."

"Well we are letting you know now that we are going there, so could we please have a damn portkey," said Ron his anger rising.

Silence.

"Very well. But remember, I need it and so will you Severus," said Lucius, while reciting a spell that turned an old sock into a portkey which led to his vacation home.

There was no time to delay for the group. As they hurried out of Lucius' office tension grew between the them, but they weren't going to make a scene in the middle of the Ministry of Magic for all to hear and see. They retraced their steps back to the elongated hallway where they had arrived and Harry retrieved the portkey from his jacket. The rest of them crowded around and they could feel the familiar pull behind their navel.

It was extremely cold and their jackets weren't helping in keeping the cold out. They searched around and saw the same cabin from the picture to the northwest its shadow towering above them. There was a small amount of time where it was quiet until the anger inside Ron snapped and that he took to his advantage. He punched Snape square in the face.

"Ron!" yelled Ginny, "What are you doing? Get off of him!"

This surprised Snape; he staggered backwards and fell into the snow and he could see Ron already taking this as an advantage for he was ready to jump on him. Snape felt his nose when he saw Ginny and Harry restraining Ron; there was a trickle of blood on his fingers.

When Snape got up he wiped the blood away and saw that Harry was talking to Ron and trying to calm him down. It seemed to be working for he started walking in the direction of the cabin in search for Hermione and Draco but he stopped and leaned against a tree trunk. Harry knew that they needed a plan before they started running into the house and announcing their arrival like a "Happy Birthday Surprise". They would need a plan.

Harry waited up for Ginny took her hand and then walked over to Ron as Snape followed. "We need to plan this out," said Harry.

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