I do not own Bleach or Harry Potter the both belong respectively to Tite Kubo and J.K. Rowling

No matter how many times they looked at the Marauders Map there was no denying it. Harry was missing from the castle. The question was, where did he go? With every passing moment Ron, Ginny, and Hermione found themselves imaging scenario after scenario each one worse than the last of what could've happened to him.

"Ok, we need to think" said Hermione, struggling to remain calm.

"Maybe we can talk to Prof. McGonagall" Ginny suggested.

"Yeah, she's with the Order" said Ron. "Maybe she can get a message out."

Thinking their Head of House had to still be in the hospital wing, they closed the Map and raced out of Gryffindor Tower. Ignoring the muttered reproaches of the portraits they passed along the way they burst through the doors of the hospital wing like bats out of hell, causing Madam Pomfrey, who'd been administering a potion of some kind to one of her patients, to shriek in alarm.

"What do you all think you're doing?"

"We need to see, Prof. McGonagall" Ginny gasped, as she and the others struggled to catch their breaths. "Now…it's urgent."

"She's not here" Pomfrey said sadly. "She was transferred to St. Mungo's this morning. Four Stunning Spells straight to the chest at her age? It's a wonder they didn't kill her."

"She's…gone?" Ron, Ginny, and Hermione were stunned. McGonagall always seemed so strong. Even Hermione didn't pay it any mind when the bell rang outside, followed by the usual distant rumbling of students moving about to their next destinations. All they could do was stand there staring at Madam Pomfrey. Terror welling up inside them.

There was nobody left to tell. Dumbledore was gone, Hagrid was gone, and now even Prof. McGonagall was gone. What else could they do?

"I'm not surprised you're shocked" Pomfrey said with a kind of fierce approval. "Let me tell you, not a one of them could've stunned Minerva McGonagall head on by daylight! Cowardice, that's what it was…despicable cowardice. If I weren't so worried what would happen to you students without me, I'd resign in protest!"

Without a word they walked blindly from the hospital wing into the teeming hall paying no mind as they were buffeted by the crowd, their heads swimming as they struggled to figure out what to do next.

When Ginny suddenly gasped struck by an idea. "Hedwig!" seeing the confusion on Ron and Hermione's faces she explained. "Remember when Hermione was trapped in Dilan's Fullbring. We couldn't find her but Crockshanks could."

"Of course, the familiar bond!" Hermione caught on quickly. "Hedwig should be able to find Harry anywhere."

Without a moment to spare they raced off towards the owlery. But when they arrived they were met with the disheartening sight of an injured Hedwig; her feathers ruffled and was holding one of her wings at an odd angle as she laid quivering on the floor.

"Oh, Hedwig!" Ginny gasped, struggling to hold back her tears. When she made to pick her up, Hedwig gave a little jump, all her feathers on end. "It's ok, Hedwig. I won't hurt you" she said soothingly. Calming, Hedwig allowed Ginny to gently take her into her arms; mindful of the owl's injured wing, Ginny turned to Hermione and Ron for answers.

"Prof. Gubbly-Plank should be able to help" said Hermione. They looked out at the grounds but saw no sign of her anywhere near Hagrid's cabin; assuming she wasn't teaching, she was probably in the staffroom.

Knowing that Harry would never forgive them if they didn't help Hedwig immediately, they set out, the snowy owl hooting feebly in Ginny's arms.

Upon arrival they found the staffroom door flanked by two stone gargoyles. As they approached one of the croaked, "This room is for staff only you lot."

"Open up!" Ron demanded.

"Oooh this one's a bit rude" said the other gargoyle in a high-pitched voice.

"Please it really urgent" Hermione pleaded.

"Ooooh, urgent, is it?" the first gargoyle mocked. "Well, that put us in our place, hasn't it?"

"That's enough!" between her missing boyfriend and his injured owl, Ginny didn't have the patience for the smart mouthed statues. Ignoring their protests, the Weasley girl marched right past them and banged on the door. "Prof. Grubbly-Plank, are you in there? We need your help."

The sound of footsteps could be heard before the door opened to reveal the very woman they were looking for, smoking a pipe and holding a copy of the Daily Prophet.

"What seems to be the…" she paused as she noticed Hedwig's poor state. Taking the owl from Ginny she carefully examined the owl's damaged wing. "Hmm. Looks like something attacked her."

"Can you help her?" Ginny asked.

Prof. Grubbly-plank pulled a monocle from her robes and put it on to examine Hedwig's wing more closely. "I should be able to sort this out if you leave her with me." Ginny, Ron, and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief at least Harry wouldn't have to come back to find his beloved owl in pain.

"Thank you, so much" said Ginny with Ron and Hermione also voicing their appreciation.

"No problem" Prof. Grubbly-Plank said gruffly, turning back into the staffroom.

With the situation with Hedwig sorted, Ginny turned to Ron and Hermione. "So, what now?" they still had no way of finding Harry.

"We need to stop and consider our options" said Hermione. "We know Harry's not anywhere on the grounds and we can't possibly track him. So, maybe we just need to contact someone who can."

"But we already lost Hedwig" said Ron. "Who else have we got?"

"Well, there is the only other Substitute Soul Reaper we know" said Ginny.

"My thoughts exactly" said Hermione. "Umbridge also said something about a problem with Sirius. And I know the Kurosakis were staying with them."

"Maybe he can tell us what's going on" said Ron, catching on. "But how're we supposed to talk to them. An owl will take too long."

"We could use the Floo" Ginny suggested.

"Umbridge is monitoring all communications in and out of the castle" said Hermione. "We'll have to break into her office."

"We're going to need a distraction" said Ron. "I could tell her Peeves is smashing up the Transfiguration department or something, it's miles away from her office…Come to think of it, I could probably get Peeves to do it for real."

It was a testament to the seriousness of the situation that Hermione made no objection to smashing up school property.

"Ok. But we'll also need to keep the students away while we force our way inside, or some Slytherin's bound to go and tip her off."

"Maybe I can be of help."

Ron, Hermione, and Ginny practically jumped out of their skins before turning to find Luna Lovegood standing there serenely.

"I don't know why you need to get into Umbridge's office, but I'd be happy to help" she told them.

Ron, Hermione, and Ginny traded looks – they couldn't deny that an extra pair of eyes couldn't hurt.

"Alright" said Ginny. "Luna and I can stand at either end of the hallway and warn people not go down there because someone's set off a load of Garroting Gas." Hermione looked surprised at how quickly Ginny had come up with the lie. "Fred and George were planning to do it before they left" the Weasley girl shrugged.

"Alright, we'll have to do this quickly" said Hermione. It wasn't a perfect plan, but they had to hurry – there was no telling what kind of danger Harry was in.

So, once Ron successfully lured Umbridge away from her office and with Ginny and Luna running interference, Hermione snuck her way inside, surprised to find no extra security in place after Lee Jordan's niffler prank.

Dashing over to the fireplace she seized the pot of Floo powder and threw a pinch into the flames turning them an emerald green. She knelt down and quickly thrust her head into the fire and cried, "221 Baker Street!"

Hermione's vision spun as she struggled to keep her eyes open against the whirling ash, and when it stopped she was met with the sight of the Baker Street living room in complete disarray as if the place had been ransacked.

Fearing the worst, it came as great relief when Remus came into view – though he too was looking a little worse for wear.

"Remus, thank goodness" Hermione sighed. "What happened?"

"Snape betrayed us" Remus said bitterly. He went on to explain how Snape led a team of Aurors to their doorstep to capture Dumbledore along with Sirius and himself for providing shelter for the former headmaster. Luckily Snape hadn't counted on their houseguests. The battle only lasted an instant before Ichigo easily dispatched the Aurors. "Unfortunately, Snape managed to slither away like the miserable snake he is."

"Was anybody hurt?"

Remus shook his head. "No thankfully. Though, Orihime did check us over before she left with the children. She and Ichigo thought it best to get them out of harm's way."

Hermione nodded understanding the couple's desire to protect their family. But this of course led to a whole new problem. She had no doubt that Umbridge knew about the attack and if Sirius was fine then that means Umbridge lied to get Harry alone.

"Remus, we have a problem. Harry's missing. I think…" but before she could say any more, Hermione was forcibly dragged by her hair backward through the flames until she found herself staring up at the wide ashen face of Prof. Umbridge, who keeping a tight grip on her hair.

"Seems even brightest witch of her age" she whispered mockingly, bending Hermione's neck back as if to slit the girl's throat. "Did you really think that after two nifflers, I was going to let one more foul, scavenging little creature enter my office without my knowledge? I had stealth sensor spells placed all around my doorway after the last one got in. Take he wand," she barked at someone she couldn't see, and Hermione felt a hand rifle through her pockets and remove her wand.

"Where's Harry?!" Hermione croaked.

Umbridge's face twisted with rage as she threw Hermione into her desk. Righting herself, Hermione could see Malfoy standing by Umbridge's side looking every bit the proud toady she imagined him to be.

"One should know their place when speaking to one's betters" said Umbridge.

There was a commotion outside and several large Slytherins entered, each gripping Ron, Ginny, Luna, and to – Hermione's bewilderment – Neville, who Crabbe had held in a stranglehold and looking dangerously close to suffocation; all of them gagged.

"Got them all" said Warrington, roughly shoving Ron forward. "That one", he pocked a thick finger at Neville, "tried to stop us from taking them" he pointed to Ginny and Luna, the former of which was trying to kick the shins of the large Slytherin holding her, "so, I brought him along too."

"Good, good" said Umbridge, watching Ginny's struggle. "Well, it looks as though Hogwarts will shortly be a Weasley-free zone, doesn't it?"

Malfoy laughed loudly – ever the sycophant. Umbridge gave her wide, complacent smile and settled herself into arm chair, blinking up at her captives like a toad in a flowerbed.

"So, Mudblood" Hermione bristled at the insult. While Ron's reaction was a bit more explosive forcing Warrington to tighten his hold as the Weasley boy looked as if he was ready to strangle the life out of Umbridge for that. "You stationed lookouts around my office and sent this buffoon" she nodded at Ron, and Malfoy laughed even harder, "to distract me. Clearly, it was very important for you to talk to somebody. Was it Albus Dumbledore? Or the half-breed, Hagrid? I doubt it was Minerva McGonagall, I hear she is still too ill to talk to anyone…"

The Gryffindors all lunged forward at the insult of their Head of House only to be held back by Malfoy and the other members of the Inquisitorial Squad, all of them laughing along with Umbridge.

"Where is Harry?" Hermione repeated her demand.

"Very well" Umbridge said in her most dangerous and falsely sweet voice. "If you must know, Mr. Potter is currently on his way…to the Dark Lord."