AN: Wow I'm really bad at remembering this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I never have, and I never will. If I did, I wouldn't have killed Dobby.

Rose POV

"Hey, Albus I just need to go outside and get some fresh air, alright?" It was so stuffy in there! I love my family and all, but these gatherings take forever to recover from.

"Yeah, sure Rose. You don't have to ask me."

"I know, but I was hanging out with you and it would be rude to just leave," I tried to say, but he was already fully engrossed in his conversation with James. Well, so much for trying to be polite. I walked through the kitchen and eventually made my way through the crowds of people and outside.

I stepped out the door and was met with the cool winter air. Some people would be uncomfortable out here in this weather, but I found it rather peaceful. The way the snow covered the ground like a fluffy white blanket and the flakes continued to drift slowly down towards the ground, blowing in the wind. It was quite beautiful, and it always gave me a strong feeling of serenity.

I sat out there for a long time, just relaxing and watching the snow. I had no idea how long I had been outside, but suddenly I got this feeling that I was being watched. I couldn't explain it, but I just had this feeling in my gut like something bad was about to happen. I sat very still and tried to play it off. After all, Weasleys are known for our active imaginations. But then again, we also can almost sense trouble, how else can you explain my twin uncles?

I decided I should probably go back inside, so I stood up and turned around to walk back to the house. Just then I heard a crunch of snow behind me. I froze and started to turn around to look and see if someone was there, but before I could do anything I felt a hand wrap around my arm and with a loud crack we had disapparated.

When my feet hit solid ground a couple seconds later, I looked around but it was pitch dark. As my eyes started to adjust, I could vaguely make out the shape of a large building before everything went black.

I woke up in a small dark place. I was certain I had never been here before. From what I could see, I was in a small shed. It was still the middle of the night and there wasn't any light coming in, though I doubted there would be light even if it was noon. There was a musty smell that suggested the place was very old and had not been used for years. My first thought was the shrieking shack, but I had been there before and this was not familiar at all. Suddenly I heard footsteps, and I quickly shut my eyes pretending to still be out.

"Don't think you can fool me with that. I know you're awake." Well, there goes that. I opened my eyes and sat up, instantly wishing I hadn't. I instantly got a splitting headache. I must have been lying down longer than I thought.

"What do you want from me?" If this mysterious person was going to kidnap me, I had a right to know why, right?

"Well, isn't it obvious? Who are your parents?" I thought about it, and it did make sense. My parents and aunts and uncles had always told us to be cautious, and that there would always be a select few people who would have something against us. He wanted to use me to get back at my family. But why me specifically? I thought Uncle Harry's kids would be higher on the hit list. I mean I'm glad he went for me and not one of them, but I didn't understand.

"Okay, I get your point. But out of all my cousins, why did you choose me? Is there a specific reason, or was I just the easiest to grab in the moment?" That could have been it. I had placed myself outside, alone at night in easy reach. Why had I been so stupid?

"Oh no, I need you. You are the perfect person to come after. Your parents are the two people really behind Harry Potter's success, and you're their first daughter. But that's not the only reason. You see, another family hurt me as well. This family used to be on my side, but they turned on me, and all traitors must be punished. The Malfoys. And if I'm not mistaken, taking you and you alone will be sufficient to cause pain to both, with a minimal amount of work."

I could not believe what I was hearing. He wanted to kill me to get to my family, and Scorpius. I couldn't let that happen. I had to get out of here. But there was no way. I was tied up, and the only way out was the door that he was currently sitting in front of. Life sucks Merlin's balls sometimes. Oh my gosh. I've never thought like that before. I guess I think like Albus when I'm in tough situations. Oh well.

"So you're going to use me to hurt my family and my boyfriend? Why? Where would you get that idea?"

"I thought it up one day, and I knew it would work. And they have no way of finding us, we're far away from anywhere they would think to look. So don't think for an instant that they're going to bust in here and rescue you, because they can't. I've taken you where they'll never find you." Yeah. That's what they all say. Still, I was a bit nervous. I had no idea where I was, how was anyone else supposed to find me?

"I know. But they'll try. And just so you know, your plan won't work. I won't let it. I'll never let it happen. You can't hurt me, or the ones I love." Okay, I was being optimistic. But I heard that if you go at something with a good attitude, you have a better chance of success. Let's hope that applies here.

Scorpius POV

Finally, everyone seemed to be focusing. But we were still at the bloody burrow! Why weren't we out there, looking for her? Why did everyone seem so calm? Rose could be dying, and they didn't seem to care.

I got up and started pacing frantically, trying to shake the image of a cold and lifeless Rose out of my head. How had I let this happen? It was all my fault. If I had stayed with her at the burrow, Scabior couldn't have gotten to her so quickly. And I would have been able to protect her. Or if I had let her stay at the manor, she would even be safer there with me than she was now. How had I been so stupid?

"Scorpius, dear, please stop pacing," said Rose's mum. "We're all just as worried as you are, but pacing and blaming ourselves will get us nowhere. Please come sit down." How could she do that? Just take one look at me and know what I was thinking? I knew Rose could do that, but I figured it was just because she knew me so well. I guess she inherited it from her mother.

"I'm sorry! I'm just a little fucking worried! She could be dead and we're not doing anything!"

"I know, dear. Believe me, I do. But please be patient. We need to see if we can figure out anything about where she might be before we can go find her. I promise we'll go as soon as we find something. I'm terrified that something might be happening to her, but panicking will get us nowhere." I sighed. She was right.

"Okay, I see your point. But it doesn't stop me from panicking. Who knows what could be happening to her!" I was getting more frantic by the second.

"Shut up Malfoy! You're not helping!" Ron Weasley shouted across the room. Well. Isn't he moody. Wait, so am I. Hurgh he's worried, too. I shut up. Harry and Ron were the only people talking for a long time, trying to figure something out, when I thought of something.

"I just remembered something! When I was at the Manor, my parents had disappeared, but Scabior said he hadn't done anything to them, he had just made sure they couldn't hear the 'conversation.' Maybe if we go to the manor, we could find them and see if he told them anything useful. He had no problem with spilling his guts to me. And even though he said they were gone so that they wouldn't know, I'm sure he would have told them something. He seemed like a big blabbermouth."

"Scorpius is right." Well, Harry Potter backs me up. That has to count for something.

"What? You're actually listening to him? He's a Malfoy!"

"Ronald!" Wow, she does say that a lot.

"Ron, yes he's a Malfoy. But he obviously cares about Rose, and the rest of us can see that he's nothing like his father was at his age. Why can't you?"

"Well, I, uh…"

"Ron, I know this is hard for you, but you need to just get over yourself and learn to accept him as a person. You may not ever get along with his father, but you should try to at least tolerate him, for Rose's sake," said Mrs. Potter. Oh great, now they were talking about me like I wasn't even there.

"Yeah, speaking of Rose…" I trailed off, knowing they'd get the message. Immediately everyone was up and moving towards the fireplace. We all grabbed some floo powder, and soon Harry, Ron, Hermione, Albus and I were tumbling into my living room. I looked up and saw my father sitting in a chair, a cup of tea in one hand, staring down at me with wide eyes.

"Scorpius, son? What are you doing? And why have you brought the 'Golden Trio'?"

Oh my gosh I am soooooooo sorry for the wait! I had massive writers block and two tests this week, and I had to get ready for the easter service at my church which my youth group is doing, so I had almost no time to write but I promise to try really hard to get the next chapter up faster. Please read and review!

~BurritoTown