I edited Chapter Two, so if haven`t already, you might want to reread it! And I edited a few bits of Chapter three also, but it`s not really mandatory for you guys to read that if you don`t want to.

ONWARD TO THE STORY

And, oh yeah.

DISCLAIMER:

I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters that J.K Rowling has created. All rights to her.

"Bloody hell," Albus whispered, staring at the photograph that I had just dropped. James snatched it and his eyes widened slightly. "What in the name of Merlin is this?

Scor immediately wrapped his arms around me, sensing my panic.

"Scorpius, do you realize what this means," I said, my voice bordering on hysterical. "Do you?"

"Hold on," James interrupted. "You know what this is?"

"Oh my God," I whispered, taking another look at it. "Scor…it looks just like it…"

Albus grabbed my hand. "What does it look like?"

I buried my head in Scor`s chest, breathing in shakily. "It`s too much, Scorpius."

"What the hell is this, Andromeda? We`re in this together! Both of our dads were taken! We need to know what you know!" James yelled.

"Every night, since the middle of third year, Andie has been having nightmares. They`re not just any normal nightmares," Scor paused," They`re of this. They make her crazy. She hasn`t slept one night without them. I found out at the end of third year, when I confronted her. She hadn`t been sleeping and it was worrying me."

"So you`re saying…you saw this?" Albus asked, his mouth gaping.

"In my dreams," I whispered, my eyes shut tightly. Maybe if I closed them for a little bit, all of this would go away…this would just be a dream…

Suddenly, we heard the door downstairs open. We all shared panicked looks. James immediately cast the disillusion charm over him, Albus, and Scor. I had moved and he missed me. Panicking and forgetting how to do any charms or spells that could help, I dived under Flitwick`s desk, pulling my knees to my chest in the fetal position.

"We`ve got no choice, he said," Flitwick shouted as he walked into his office.

"Filius, you can`t be saying that the Ministry would just not take action like that!" I heard Professor Sprout say.

"Prezlocki said that they`ve got other things to get under control. They said something is going wrong and they need to fix it. They can`t spend time saving the Head Auror and the Head of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, apparently!"

"Then how will Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy be saved?"

"Prezlocki thinks that Harry will somehow save himself and Draco again. Says 'he`s the Boy Who Lived, Filius! He`ll figure it out!'" Filius sounded outraged. I could understand it. I heard him grab the photograph. "Let`s go, Pomona. We have to meet with the other Professors."

As the door shut, I jumped out of my hiding spot and James uncast the charm.

"Can you believe this?" James and Scor roared.

"They aren`t even willing to help!" Albus was pacing, his face red and his green eyes wild. His already unruly hair was becoming even messier because of the way he was raking his hand through it. "They can`t even spare a few Aurors!"

I sighed shakily. "Let`s just…let`s just go."

After what happened in Flitwick`s office, the Potters, Scor, and I made it an unofficial and silent agreement to stay the hell away from each other.

The five of us were excused from classes for the next day. Scor and I spent most of the day either curled up in the Ravenclaw common room (I just plain out refused to go to the Gryffindor one because I knew that James and Albus would be there) or down at the Black Lake where we would just sit in silence.

"Do you think he`s alright?" I had blurted out. We were sitting in the library, in a dark spot where we knew nobody would find us. "Dad? Do you think he`s okay?"

Scorpius stayed silent. For as long as I could remember, Scor had channeled his emotions (sadness, excitement, anger, etc.) into silence. One of the most memorable moments when this had happened was probably when Mum had gotten really sick in our second year. She had recovered (obviously), but nobody expected her to. Scorpius was really close to our mum, so he was naturally going insane. But, he didn`t tell anyone, nor did anybody realize it. He was just…quiet.

"Andie?" Scor said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I have no idea."

"D-do you think he was…do you think somebody…took him?"

Unlike Scorpius, I very much voiced my emotions. When I was angry, I explained what I was angry about. When I was happy, I made it known. When I was excited, I practically bounced off the walls and sang with joy. And when I was sad, I cried. And that does not make me a crybaby. I rarely ever cry, because I was rarely really sad, for your information.

Scorpius sighed. "We shouldn`t be thinking about this right now. We should be distracting ourselves."

And then I got angry.

And as I said, when I got angry…I explained what I was angry about.

"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. Why in the name of Merlin`s saggy breasts should we distract ourselves? I realize that you handle things a different way that I do, but you don`t realize that this is serious. This is our father`s life. This is Harry sodding Potter`s life," I hissed. "And if we distract ourselves, who the hell else is going to worry themselves over the edge? You know Mum is probably trying to bury herself in her work right now. You know the Ministry isn`t doing a bloody thing for them. If anything, we should be out there, not distracting ourselves, but trying to save them. Bloody hell, Scorpius…aren`t you supposed to be a Gryffindor?"

As soon as I said it, I felt terrible.

Scorpius wouldn`t meet my eyes, but I could see a dark look casting over his icy blue ones. He looked completely calm, but I knew him better. He was livid on the inside.

I picked up my things and stormed away.

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