Heym, i'm realllllllllly sorry for not updating in forever! anyway, i hope you enjoy this scandalous (is that how you spell that, whatever!) installment of this story! crazy stuff may happen, the next couple chapters will be some action i'm thinking! anyway, i have plan A very good plan!

Chapter 7: Starting the Search

Albus P.O.V.

The second I left Scorpius at home, I went to talk to my dad. I hadn't even really talked to him since we saw Porter at the hospital. I was going to get to the bottom of my best friends' son's kidnapping. I considered Porter my nephew and I didn't want to see my family in so much pain. The Weasley family had released a statement/message to the kidnapper saying, "We will find you and when we do, the baby better not be harmed; if he is, we will not hesitate to kill you upon capture if you struggle. If the baby is alive we will make sure3 you are in Azkaban for the rest of your life and if you struggle upon capture you will be having curses thrown at you." They said other stuff, but that was the gist of it. Ron Weasley had actually released and said the statement.

As I walked into my father's house at 12 Grimmauld Place, I called out to him. He said, calling back to me, that he was in the living room. I told him I was going to visit to talk to him. As I stepped into the room he offered me tea; I accepted the cup he held out to me. I was usually a coffee drinker, but I could tolerate a good cup of tea. My mother came in for a second but left quickly.

"James wants to talk to you, too, you know. He is going to come in as soon as his Quidditch matches in Turkey are over." My dad said, nodding.

"Okay, Scorpius is torn up; have you visited the scene yet?" I asked.

"I went this morning; it looks awful doesn't it?" He huffed; I nodded.

"Do you think we can find him?" I asked mournfully.

"I hope so! I mean, we have dealt with kidnappings before, but this is family." My father, Harry Potter, Harry Freaking Potter, said with a tear streaming down his face! I mean, I cried, but I had only seen my dad cry once. It affected me somehow, seeing my dad like that!

"Ron is bad I expect?" I said, my father nodded solemnly.

"Malfoy, Draco not Scorpius, has made a statement." My dad said quietly.

"Really, what did he say?" I asked with wonder.

"Well, he said he would not hesitate to kill Rosserin upon first sight if need be-" My dad started.

"Read me the whole thing." I said hastily.

"Okay, 'Today, is a horrible day for the Malfoy family, our only grandson has been kidnapped as most of you know! This baby is also a Weasley and you better trust that we, the Malfoys and Weasleys, will get to the bottom of this! If we find you, Rosserin, we, or at least I, will not hesitate to kill you. I am not an auror, but I will be looking for you, you little scum! And I will make your life miserable!' That's it!"

"What the heck is that!" I yelled.

"I know, but we need to talk to him." My dad said, "It may be the only way we can get him."

"I've been looking at reports and looking up our friend Lytle, he has a brother, Barry Rosserin; he's married, two ids, lives in a cottage in the countryside." I said quietly.

"Then let's go, Al!" My dad hopped up.

Ten minutes later we apparated to the countryside. I scanned the area and spotted a little cottage to the left. I started walking towards it with my dad following. I drew my wand and knocked on the door, "Barry Rosserin, open the door right now or I will force it down!"

Two seconds later the door cracked open revealing a man that looked exactly like Lytle, but with blonde hair. "Can I help you?" Barry asked nervously.

"You can, I hope." My dad nodded, "May we come in?"

"Is this about Lytle?" Barry asked. "Because I don't know anything about that." He shifted uncomfortably.

"I think you do." I said loudly.

His wife walked in, "What's going on Barry?"

"They are here to ask about Lytle." Barry mumbled.

"We'll need to talk to you after, ma'am." My dad said, leading her out of the room softly.

"So, Barry, what is your relationship with Lytle like? Good, bad, you hate each other, you love each other? What?" I said.

"I could never hate Lytle, but, but he, was, um, kinda- he was just Lytle!" Barry yelled, looking around nervously, "He was my brother and he's a bad man, but, he is my brother, sir."

"Have you seen him lately?" My dad asked.

"Um, no." Barry looked down.

"You're lying!" I screamed.

"I'm- I'm not!" Barry said quietly, avoiding my eyes at all costs.

"You are! And now my nephew is out there with your brother and you've seen him! Tell me, what did you do, did you offer to hide him? Huh? Is he here right now? Did you tell hime to get out of here? Because, you did not turn in any information to the aurors! You little piece of-" My dad stopped me.

"Albus! Calm down! Barry, what do you know?" My dad asked gently.

"I-I, alright, he came here asking for a place to hide! I told him he couldn't stay here because of the children. He looked real nervous and he was carrying a bundle in his arms that kept making noise, I assume that's the baby…" Barry nodded frantically, "That's all I know! He then ran off and didn't report it because he is my brother!"

"Thank you, Barry, we want to question your wife now." My dad told him.

Barry's wife came out of the next room and two young children peeked their heads into the room for a second but their father went in and took them back in. "Maybelle, right?" I asked.

"Yes, but you can call me May." She said quietly.

"Okay, anyway, what have you seen this morning?" I asked.

"Well, all I saw was Barry talking to Lytle." May said.

"do you remember the exact conversation?" My dad asked.

"No." she looked at me with some sort of look.

"This is a waste of time, Dad, let's search the house and get out."

My dad nodded and we searched the house and found nothing strange until we went into the cellar. We found a secret room in the floor of the cellar, we were shocked to find what was inside…

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