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Muggle Pov
The news of the missing child had spread very quickly, Barbara was far too old herself to look, but her daughter had gone out to help look along with others. She didn't know much about the disappearance, except that the boy had somehow gone missing from his bedroom during the night. She had been giving a picture of the boy which had been taken just a few hours before his disappearance, The boy was smiling, a large birthday cake in front of him and a man, who she presumed was the boy's father behind him. He had dark messy black hair, much like his father behind him. Barbara had never met the boy or the boy's mother before and had only met the father once, he didn't remember much about him except he was a police officer and was quite young, he must of only been in his late teen's or just around 20 when his son was born and Barbara had also seen him walking around with an older boy. They always kept themselves to themselves and never bothered anyone. Barbara could see though her small window of her flat people walking around looking for the boy, He was exactly the same age as her grandson Oliver, Barbara could not even imagine how she would feel if Oliver went missing, she just couldn't imagine the boy's family anguish.
"Gran" her grandson, Oliver called and walked into the living room
"Yes dear" She said.
"What are they doing outside" he asked looking out of the window at a crowd of people.
"Looking" Barbara said, not mentioning what they were looking for.
"What are they looking for" Oliver asked walking to the window and peering out of it.
"A boy" she said
"Why are they looking for a boy" he asked.
"He's missing" she replied.
"Did he run away or something" her grandson asked.
"Yes, i guess you could say that" Barbara said, although she believed that not to be the case, it wasn't worth scaring him.
"Why" Oliver asked.
"I have no idea, do you want to watch tv" she said picking up the remote and turning the tv on, trying to distract her only grandson.
"Ok, then" he said as he watched the tv, oblivious to the commotion outside.
It was a few hours before anything happened, the commotion outside had quietened, the search had probably ended for the night. The door slowly opened and Oliver sat up and ran to see who it was.
"Mum" Oliver shouted hugging the tall womans legs.
"Hello, have you been good for Gran" his mother asked.
"Yep we watched tv all day, did you find the naughty boy who ran away" Oliver asked happily.
"Why don't you go upstairs and get changed into your pyjamas, it's nearly your bedtime" she said slightly uncomfortable.
"Ok" Oliver said running up the stairs to go get changed.
"I take it the search did not go well" Barbara asked.
"No, not very well" she said sadly sitting down opposite on the sofa.
"Did they find nothing, then" she said turning the tv off.
"They did find something" She said.
"Oh what, i take it's not something good" she said.
"No its not, they found blood"
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Sorry i have not updated for so long, i've been ill and frankly i am just super lazy. I've realised that i've never done a disclaimer so here's one, i am unfortunately not Jk Rowling. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯,
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