The anxious parents paced around the hallway, their feet practically making dents in the oak floor. They were waiting for Harry to return from the ministry.

"Ginny! Will you stop pacing?! It's making me dizzy!" exclaimed George, annoyed only to have Ginny glare daggers at him.

Before she could snap at George, the fire burst to life, green flames flickering out dangerously close to the fuzzy carpet. They all waited in anticipation for Harry to return but, they sighed in disappointment as an anxious looking Draco Malfoy stepped out of the fireplace. He gave Ron a curt nod as settled on a chair by the couch.

The flames flickered green once again, as Harry stepped out of the fireplace, his hair shaggy and eyes filled with disappointment.

"What happened?" asked Audrey Weasley and Rolf Scamander in unison.

"Is there anything we can do to get them back?" asked Luna, her brows furrowed. Harry shook his head looking down at his feet.

"The Ministry can't help," Harry looked at the disappointed faces on the other parents. Fleur burst into tears as Bill comforted her.

"But, there is only one person who can help..." Harry continued.

"Who?" asked Angelina hopefully.

"Dumbledore..."