Search Party

"Arthur... ARTHUR!" Mrs. Weasley started prodding her husband with her wand in her haste to wake him up.

"Wasagoingon?" Mr. Weasley murmured sleepily, "Molly, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? WHAT"S WRONG? Arthur, the kids are missing! Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny are all missing. And they left this note...

'Dear Mum and Dad,

Hermione, Ron, Harry, and I are all going on this sort of quest. We can't tell you where we're going or why, just know that we're fine. We are as safe as we'd be at the Burrow with you all and we have Harry. Mum, don't worry about us. We'll be fine. I'll try and write you as we go; chances are I won't be able to though so don't get all worked up over nothing if you get no letters. Say bye to everyone for us and wish us luck. Love you. See you in a year maybe.

Love,

Ginny'"

"I can't believe this," Molly went on.

"Molly, are you sure this is Ginny's handwriting?" Arthur asked his wife as he got up to inspect the note.

"I think I would know my own daughter's handwriting. Arthur, we have to get a hold of the Ministry."

"The Ministry wouldn't be able to do anything until those who are missing have been gone for a whole 24 hours. The kids haven't even been gone for one hour. Just relax, Molly, they'll be fine. They can take care of themselves."

"Relax? RELAX? How do you expect me to relax when my babies are out there with a known killer looking for them and their best friend? Oh poor Harry. They all must be cold and hungry."

"I'll go looking for them as soon as I can. I have some things at work to put in order since I'm in charge of that new branch in the Ministry. Mollywobbles, don't fret."

"Don't you Mollywobbles me, Arthur Weasley. You just go out their and bring our kids back." With that last threatening note Mr. Weasley turned on the spot and Disapparated to the Ministry and from there he went in search of his children and their two friends.

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At the Ministry the Minister, Rufus Scrimgeour, wasn't being any help at all. Because of his last meeting with Harry, he wasn't associating with him at all. Even with Harry being reported missing the Minister was turning a blind eye on it. Mr. Weasley didn't know what the Minister's reason for hostility towards Harry was but he knew that Harry was in the right of it. He had never met a more courageous boy and treated him like a son. Truthfully he feared for Harry's sake just as much as he did for his own son and daughter who went missing with him. Mr. Weasley was still saying Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Harry were missing because he didn't want to admit that they had all knowingly walked into danger. He suspected that it was a planned trip too because their things were nice and neat and didn't look like someone had hurriedly packed whatever they carried. The timing was great too for their get-a-way being when everyone was at their busiest. Bill and Fleur had gotten married and the four chose that time to do their disappearing act after the newly weds went out on their honeymoon.

In his slightly bigger office Mr. Weasley shuffled some papers and checked with those who reported to him that everything was in control so he could be gone for a couple days. Scrimgeour obviously had other plans however. He insisted that he send out his best Aurors to find the four teenagers at the same time he loaded Mr. Weasley down with a weeks worth of paper work.

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"That stupid git...all he wants to do is have another chance to interrogate Harry or else harass him in some other way," Mrs. Weasley raved at her husband while pacing in her kitchen. Mr. Weasley had just told his wife everything that had happened in his office that day and he kept making shushing noises so she wouldn't wake their other sons up.

"Is it morning already?" a groggy George asked as he shuffled down the stairs half asleep followed by his twin, Fred.

Mrs. Weasley then went very sheepish after having woken up two of her sons who were visiting from Diagon Alley after the big wedding. "I'm so sorry, dears. Go back to bed; you still have a couple hours that you can sleep in."

"Nah that's okay. Besides as soon as we go you'll lay into poor Dad here and then we'd feel responsible," Fred said jokingly as George simply leaned over the kitchen table and grunted in ascent, already half asleep. Mrs. Weasley simply frowned at Fred and then gave them all a modest smile, knowing that what her son said to be all too true.

"I'm sorry, Arthur. I know it's not your fault. I'm just afraid for them all. Especially Harry, he always seems to get himself into trouble one way or another.

"But, Molly, you forget that he also gets himself out of that trouble. He can take care of himself and not to mention still look out for the Weasley family. Need I remind you that he has saved almost half of our family from death? He has saved Ron multiple times too," Mr. Weasley said.

"Of course I don't need reminding. How could I forget? That boggart reminded me all well two years ago what could've happened if Ron never met Harry. I still can't forget all of your faces like that," Mrs. Weasley said throatily with her eyes tearing up.

"Mum, now don't cry. We're all fine. Dad, Ginny, Ron, are all fine; even if Ron and Ginny sort of ran away to go fight evil. But don't worry, Mum, those two can handle whatever is thrown at them. Ginny is getting great at her curses and even Ronnikins can survive a fair fight. Plus they have the great Chosen One with them and their own living library. Those four will be fine," George said trying to cheer Mrs. Weasley up with a little success.

"Yeah, George is right, Mum. Those four have faced more evil and made it to tell the story many times. They're regular little heroes," Fred added.

"Now you see, Molly. Fred and George aren't worried. As soon as I finish this new paper work I'll be out to find our kids and Hermione and Harry," Mr. Weasley said consolingly.

"In the meantime, me and George here are going to join our little heroes and see what we can do to help. That is if we can find them," Fred announced as he stood his brother up and turned to the doorway trying to escape Mrs. Weasley's outbreak.

"WHAT? You will do no such thing. I've already lost two children; I'm not going to lose you two too," Mrs. Weasley said outraged.

"Now, Molly, I don't think it's such a bad idea. I can't go looking for those four and the twins are faster on brooms than I am," Mr. Weasley said trying to reason with his wife.

"Arthur Weasley, you can't really be suggesting to let them go," Mrs. Weasley argued.

"Mum, why not? We'll go anyway. We're not asking for permission or anything," George declared.

"Molly, Fred and George aren't kids. They can handle it. Let them go. It may be the only way to bring those four back safely and in one piece," Mr. Weasley told his wife knowing exactly what would work.

"But, but...Fred, George, you will be careful won't you? And bring your brother and sister back home as soon as you could?" Mrs. Weasley asked, finally giving in.

"Yes, Mum. We'll bring your little heroes back as soon as we help Harry kill that Voldy bast...er...mean guy," Fred affirmed.

Mrs. Weasley took one long wistful look at her two grown up sons and sighed. "Why can't my children stay in one place where I can make sure they are safe?" she asked her husband as he dawned on a sad smile.

"Because, Molly, our boys and daughter have to go help save the world with their friends. You know how it goes. Things are different since we've been kids," Mr. Weasley said trying to lighten up the mood.

Fred and George just beamed at their parents and thanked their father as they hugged their mum who had silent tears running down her eyes. Once they left the kitchen they sprinted up the stairs to their room and packed some clothes and all the explosive and hiding inventions they had been cooking up for the occasion. They shared one trunk only and put a floating charm on it as they took it downstairs to be loaded with food and other warm clothes that Mrs. Weasley decide that they had to have. With a letter to Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione in Fred's pocket, Mr. Weasley gave George some emergency money as his wife fed her twin sons. With one final teary goodbye Fred and George left the Burrow.

"Say this will be interesting won't it?" George commented.

"You bet it will. Now where did we overhear they were going?" Fred asked his twin.

"Godric's Hollow. Don't you love those extendable ears?" George said with his old mischievous grin on his face. Fred opened the old outhouse in the front yard and pulled out his and George's brooms and attached their trunk with a rope to the back of his own as George mounted his broom.

"Right, well, Brother, lets go find us those heroes," Fred said as he kicked off from the ground and waited from his brother to do the same.

"Will you stop calling them heroes? It's weird picturing Ron as a hero, not to mention our little Ginny," George stated. As Fred nodded in agreement the two went off talking about past mistakes that Ron made, both trying to hide their excited nervousness as they went in search of Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione; knowing they'd be facing danger and the old moldy Voldy villain who had caused everyone they knew so much grief.