"Calm down, Harry-" Kingsley began as fresh light from the sun streamed in through the window. 

"Calm down?" Harry asked completely flabbergast as he paced the Minister for Magic's office. "My wife is missing and you're telling me to calm down?"

"Yes, I am," Kingsley said deeply. "She's strong enough and smart enough to survive."

The trio shared a glance before the ginger spoke up. 

"With all due respect, sir," he began. "She's probably going to piss them off to the point they kill her."

"She gets it from Sirius," Remus stated quickly. 

"What the bloody hell, Moony?" 

"He's not wrong," Lily piped up. "We were in the middle of being interrogated and the idea was to stall. Yet, your dumbass decided to piss them the fuck off."

"At least we know she's alive," Hermione said hopefully. "She knew she was in enough danger to hit her panic button."

Harry's spirits were lifted until she spoke again. 

"Then again, she could be dead by now," Hermione said with a deep frown as tears began to pool in her dark brown eyes. "Greyback is out for Lupins-"

"Yeah but he isn't going to kill her without making her suffer," Ron said. 

Harry's heart began to beat faster as he began to panic more. 

"He's going to toy with her and make her practically beg for death," Ron continued. "If he could, he'd use your children. Which are at Potter Manor protected by your wards and a very pissed-off Ginny."

"Where are Blaise and Theo?" Hermione turned to Kingsley. 

"Cheeking out where her panic button was set off. They should be here soon." He answered, decked out in his royal blue robes. 

***

Groggily, Nova opened her honey eyes with groan. Her caramel hair fell into her face as she looked down at her lap. Slowly, she raised her head, instantly meeting darkness. The only light in the room came from a single torch that stood next to the door. 

She tried to move her hands, but they were fastened together behind her back by a rope. When she tried to move her feet, she found her legs tied to the legs of a chair. Both of her legs were pressed against a leg, spreading her legs slightly. Sadly, the chair was metal meaning she could break it easily. 

She tried to use a spell to get herself out, but she couldn't. 

Something was blocking her magic. Something was making her weaker. 

"Looks like they found her kryptonite," Alex remarked. 

"What's that?" James asked. 

"Pureblood," Lily rolled her eyes. 

"It's Superman's only weakness," Alex explained. "It's the only physical substance that can make Superman weak."

With her eyes narrowed, she looked around the room, desperate to see through the dark. No matter how hard she tried, there was nothing. Nothing but dark walls. 

Nothing but darkness. 

She began twisting her wrists in attempts of freeing her hands. 

She only gave herself burns. 

The door opened, allowing light to stream in. 

A feminie silouhette was formed. 

"Oh how the powerful have fallen," she taunted. 

"Now, now, Greta," Nova began. "It's not nice to speak of yourself in such a way. Especially seeing as you were never powerful."

"Nova!" Marlene yelled. "Shut up!"

"Go, Nova!" Regulus cheered. Everyone turned to him. "I mean . . .No! Bad Nova! Don't do that!"

***

Harry Potter sat in one of the unreasonably comfy chairs in Kingsley's office. 

And he was fuming. 

Nova was taken prisoner. His wife was taken hostage. He couldn't do anything. He was forced to sit back and hope for the best. He was supposed to sit here, and wait. 

Harry didn't like the plan. 

Unfortunately, seeing as they locked him in this room, there was nothing he could do. 

They also took his wand. 

***

Greta's hand struck Nova's flawless face. 

"Ouch," Nova said in a sarcastic tone as her head shot to the right. "That hurt."

She turned her head to face Greta and raised a brow. 

The woman before her hasn't changed at all. She still wore her brown hair into a tight bun behind her head and dark robes. Her face was angular and stern. Sinister if you must. 

"Do you ever get migraines from your bun?" Nova asked. "Like in all seriousness. Do you? I've always wondered-" 

Greta slapped Nova again. 

This time, however, tears sprung to Nova's eyes but she blinked them back. 

"I'll take that as a yes," she said. "You should really take tips from Minnie."

"You'd think after the first time she'd learn," Dorcas mentioned. "Honestly, if I were tortured and gave them a hard time, only making it worse for myself, I'd stop."

"First time?" Tonks asked. "Oh wait. Nevermind."

"Worthless girl," Greta sneered. 

"One, I'm a woman, old hag," Nova sassed. "Two, I'm highly valuable. This, of course, is why I'm here?"

Greta stayed silent. 

"So what am I here for?" Nova asked. "Ransom money? Revenge for Moldyshorts? Greyback's vendetta? My power? Comedic relief? I find I can provide the last one."

Remus groaned and put his head in his hands. 

Greta spun on her heel and slammed the door shut as she left. 

"Nice chat!" Nova called after she left. 

She looked around the room once more. There was no way out. There was nothing she could do. She was stuck. 

"I'm so fucking screwed," Nova mumbled. 

***

"Aunt Ginny," Teddy began as he sat across from her at the table. "Where are my mum and dad?"

"Um . . ." Ginny began, trying to find an excuse. So far, she had nothing. "Taking a day trip to Alaska."

"You're a terrible liar," Teddy stated. "My mum left for work. Uncle Ron came to talk to Dad and they left with Aunt 'Mione. Besides, you're tense and fidgety."

"I hate that you're observant," Ginny informed. "I really do."

"How unfortunate," Teddy grinned. 

***

The door opened once more, providing momentary light to the room. 

A large bulky figure stood there. 

Instant fear and discomfort spred across her body as his horrific musk reached her nose. 

"Hello, Little Lupin," he growled sickly as he slunk forward. 

His animal-like face was grotesque in the light. His gut-wrenching smile showed his sharp teeth. As he leaned forward, memories Nova did not wish to live again resurfaced. 

"Greyback," Nova said pleasently, trying to hide her disdain. 

"Begone, demon!" Sirius shouted as he squirted Greyback with blech. "Shoo! No body fucking likes you! Begon, demon!"

"It's wonderful to see you again."

"That's nice," Nova shrugged as best she could with her hands retrained. "I was hoping I would never see you again. Unlucky for me, the universe seems to hate me."

Greyback crouched down and placed a hand on her knee. 

Nova bit her lip in order to keep a straight face. 

"Greyback," came the voice of Lucius. "You can have your fun once we get everything set up."

Internally, Nova let out a sigh of relief just as those in heaven did. 

"So, Uncle Lucy," Nova began. "How have you been?"

Lucius looked down at her with much distaste before turning to leave with Greyback in toe. 

"You guys act all high and mighty," Nova shouted. "But without your good-for-nothin master you're more worthless than a spect of dirt!"

***

"Wait! I've got something!" Blaise shouted. 

Harry, who was allowed to join the group after his temper tantrum, eagerly turned to him. 

"You guys act all high and mighty," Nova voice came in a shout through a pen-like device. "But without your good-for-nothin master, you're more worthless than a spect of dirt!"

Hermione furrowed her brows and Ron rubbed circles on the back of her hand. 

"Is she using a code?" Hermione asked. "I mean, she and Draco came up with one a while back. She designed the whole code system for Operation Peter Pan."

"It's a possibility." Theo nodded. "The only thing we can translate is 'spect of dirt'. It basicaly means it's dark."

"Well it's daytime," Harry stated. "That means she's somewhere with no windows."

"That's helpful," Theo rolled his eyes before Blaise elbowed him. 

"What did you say to me?" a voice sneered. 

"You heard me, Uncle Lucy," Nova hissed. "You've got the Morgensterns, Greyback, and some other brainless worm holding me hostage. What's your plan? Torture? Ransom? Revenge?"

Hermione began to scribble furiously. 

"I'd be surprised if you had anythign past kidnapping me," Nova sassed. "Let's be honest here, you followed Voldemort's order like his happy little bitches. You shared a single braincell amoung you. So tell me, Malfoy, who's carrying the braincell today? It sure as hell ain't Greyback. Is it the Morgensterns?"

"We're a lot smarter than your arrogant mind can comprehend," Lucius sneered. "We've covered your ropes and chair in witch hazel. Each moment more witch hazel fills the air of this room. It's something we discovered during your stay at Malfoy Manor. You cannot withstand extensive amounts of the substance."

Hermione began to scribble notes down again. 

"Right . . .and how are you getting witch hazel in here? You'd have to have a ventilation system." she stated. "So what's your plan, Uncle Lucy? Siriusly? Revenge? Ransom? If you're holding me here, at least provide some entertainment. I might be entertaining, but not that much."

"I guess you'll find out soon enough," Lucius said. 

A loud door was slammed before the group heard Nova speak again. 

"Don't you even think about doing something stupid, Harold," Nova hissed quietly. "Slytherpuff, Slothspeed, remember when we would sketch houses on pieces of parchment? I find the sketch I did back in the Horror House to be my absolute favorite. That or perhaps the one of The Dragon's Castle. OH! The one of Stranger's Tower was pretty wicked too!"

"Please tell me that was a code," Harry whispered. 

"What the bloody hell do 'sketched houses', 'Horror House', 'Dragons Castle', and 'Strangers Tower' have to do with anything?" Ron demaned. 

"They're code words-"

"Well no shit, Hermione."