The Survivors

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Arriving at Harry Potter's place was almost exactly as Daphne had always imagined it would be. The decor was Gryffindor Red, and there were Quidditch posters and memorabilia hung up on the walls, while pictures of his friends, and Godson covered the rest. The furniture seemed high quality, and she detected a woman's touch in the decorations of the large flat.

Hermione and Susan both drew their wands making Daphne stomach clench a little drawing hers as well. She was starting to think she was in over her head. She placed herself in what could be an actively dangerous situation all to ensure Harry would have proper medical treatment IF he was hurt. The fact that Susan and Hermione had allowed the healer to come with them was a testament in itself to the danger they believed that could be in front of them. Knowing she was in the presence of perhaps the two most powerful witches in Britain eased her mind a bit though as she watched them work.

The two ladies waved their wands casting a few charms that seemed to lead to no result. Susan frowned, but then cried out, "Harry are you here?"

Hermione shook her head, "Nothing with any of my detection charms, but Harry doesn't always show up on my usual detectors. We are going to have to take a look around."

Susan and Hermione immediately went in opposite directions towards the two different bedrooms leaving Daphne standing in the living room alone. She could feel the tension rolling off the other two witches. Clearly they thought something was wrong. As Daphne looked around she noticed a few frames had Daily Prophets in them. One of which came from May 3rd, 1998, and it showed Harry surrounded by people from the Battle of Hogwarts standing triumphantly over the Dark Lord. The next two were more recent. One when he was promoted to head auror, and the other came from just over a month ago when he was promoted to the head of DMLE.

As she walked closer to inspect the frames she noticed a small brown parcel sitting on a nearby bar table, it read Captain Bones, and Daphne's insides clenched hard as she picked it up calling out, "Susan!"

The red headed witch bound out of the nearby bedroom with her wand raised as if she was anticipating a fight, but instead she looked at Daphne in concern when the blonde showed her the parcel, "This has your name on it. It's unopened."

Susan looked confused, "Harry left me a note maybe?"

As she took the parcel in her hand her face crinkled, "This is not his hand writing, and even if it was he never calls me Captain Bones unless it's a joke."

She carefully sat the envelope back on the table and waved her hand over it a few times with her eyes closed. Whatever spells she cast it was clear she did not like the results, "Hermione!" The brown haired witch came out of the other room immediately looking the same amount of battle ready that Susan was before, and she asked, "Did Harry leave a note?"

Susan shook her head, "There appears to be some type of muggle recorder in the package. Has he ever left you a message like this? Maybe even during the war?"

Hermione eyed the package clearly running through her memory, "Not to my memory or knowledge. If it's just a recorder it's not dangerous, let's open it."

Susan nodded as she slid her wand across the top and dumped the contents. A small black device came falling out, and Susan picked it up reading the sticky note on the front out loud, "Play me."

A cold feeling settled in Daphne's stomach as the three witches stared at the device. When Susan hit play a sinister voice emitted, "Hello Captain Bones. I want to play a game. You have been a part of a team that relentlessly hunts down those of pure blood, and murders them like animals just because they are willing to fight for a belief system you do not agree with. The people of this country will stand for it no longer."