I have neither forgotten nor abandoned this story. It just has been deleted and rewritten several times as it was not coming together as I had planned it in my head. I also switched shifts at work which gives me less time to write. This is the first time I've be able to sit amd write at home in over a month. *sigh* It also appears that it will be another few days after this that I will be able to write or at least type at home. The letter between M & O in the alphabet isn't working. Spell check will have to work wonders until I can get a new keyboard this weeked. Anyway, on with the story. Hope you like it!

"Harry, the Malfoys are here." Ginny Potter called out to her husband. "Glad you could come." She greeted the new arrivals.

"It's not every day someone gets their Hogwart's letter." Draco smiled ruffling his son's hair.

"Dad." Scorpius Malfoy ducked under his father's hand. "I'm gonna go find James and Rose." With that he ran away from the adults to go find his best friends.

"Don't leave me!" His little sister yelled after him pulling out of her father's grip to follow her brother.

"Harry?" Ginny yelled out once again. "Where is that man? I could have sworn I heard him go upstairs." She muttered. "Oh well. He must have gone outside with everyone else." She shrugged and led them into the kitchen.

"Mmm. It smells wonderful in here." Draco's wife stood over one of the pots on the stove inhaling deeply. "What is this?"

"My cue to leave." Draco leaned over kissing his wife on the forehead as the two women giggled. "I'll leave you two ladies to talk about… well whatever it is you talk about and go find Harry." He left just as Ginny started talking about the latest Weasley gossip. Stepping out into the sunshine he scanned the large backyard searching for the familiar black hair among the sea of redheads. He was easily spotted standing off the side with a glass of amber liquid and a somber look watching the twins playing Quidditch with the older children.

"A little early to be drinking, don't you think?" He asked giving a furtive glance at the glass in Harry's hand.

"I've given up." Harry sighed not taking his eye off the children in the air.

"I'm sorry? Given up what?" Draco was confused to the odd start of the conversation.

"She's gone. I've given up searching for her. It's been almost fifteen years. She's not coming back." The black haired man took a large gulp from the glass in his hand.

"Where did this come from? What made you decide now of all times to stop searching for her?" The blonde asked.

"Dumbledore. With James starting Hogwarts this year it made me think of looking for possible children, her children." Harry took a breath preparing to continue.

"Wouldn't that be difficult? I mean, if she's married she wouldn't be Granger anymore. She'd have her husband's name and so would her children." Draco argued cutting him off.

"I know that. That's why I went to Dumbledore. To look through the Book of Records. You know it has all the information of every magical child ever born."

"That could work. Each child's mother is listed with their maiden name. So she would've still come up as Granger, but what if she changed her name? And I don't just mean by marriage. What if she's not trying to be found and has been going by a different name all together?"

"Sometimes I wonder which one of us is the pureblood. You're thinking too Muggle." Harry smirked at the man causing a sneer. "Names don't factor into what I was looking for. Every witch or wizard has their own unique magical signature. In the case of children with a magical parent or parents they too have their own unique signature, but it contains aspects or characteristics of their magical parents' signature. That is what I used to try and find her. Her signature in the children in the Book of Records."

"Why did it take fourteen years for us to figure it out?" Draco became excited being this close to maybe finding his best friend's other best friend after so many years of no answers. "Why are we standing here when we could be searching through the Book of Records? We have fourteen years' worth of children to look through. She could've had fourteen children by now."

"Or she could've had none." Harry sighed again and watched his own three children. "I've already looked through the book and found nothing. That's also one of the reasons why I went to Dumbledore. He goes through it every year to write the children's letters. If she did have children he would've known."

"I'm sorry, Mate, I know you don't want to give up."

"I know. It'll be difficult, but I have to finally admit that she's gone. We went through a lot together and I hate that she's not here to reap the benefits of all we've done."

A tall black clad man with a sneer that looked permanently affixed to his face apparated to the quiet street. He hated doing this. It normally was a job the Headmaster enjoyed, but since he was called to the Ministry for an emergency it was relegated to him and the Deputy Headmistress.

Severus Snape slowly walked up the street an envelope clutched in his hand. He took a quick look down at the address and back up to the numbers on the houses, though it wasn't really necessary. To the untrained eye number eighteen looked just as ordinary as the other houses that lined the street, but to him the house pulsed with strong magic. He would have to tell the Headmaster about this one. He had only seen this much power from a handful of people and they were adults not a mere boy.

He raked a hand over his face not relishing having to explain to a set of muggle parents that magic is real and their son was a wizard, a powerful one from the looks of it. Taking a deep breath to try and calm his patience he lifted his hand and rapped on the door. The petite brunette that answered the door shocked him into speechlessness as no one has been able to do before.

"Can I help you?"

"Miss Granger!" Severus bellowed, finding his voice. "What do you think you are doing? Do you know how many people have been searching for you? That daft Potter's spent the last-"

"I don't know who you are, but you have no right to talk me like that." She cut him off. "You have gotten the wrong address. My name is not Granger. Now, good day." With that the door was closed in his face.

"Why that insufferable little-" He muttered pounding on the door.

"Please leave or I will call the police." He heard through the door.

"I most certainly will not leave. Do you know how much pain you have caused? How many years were spent looking for you?"

"Police. Put your hands up and step away from the door." Someone shouted behind him.

"That has to be a record," he muttered not having heard the normal sirens going off in situations like this. That was the reason why he hated doing this. Every time he was sent on one of these the police had been called on him.

"I said step away from the door. What business do you have to be harassing my wife like this?" He heard the other man's voice much closer than before.

"Wonderful. She married a cop," his muttering continued. Slowly sliding his wand out of his sleeve, so as not to alert the officer behind him, he started talking. "Your wife has been missing for fourteen years. Do you know how many people have searched for her?" He slowly turned on his heel to talk face to face to the man behind him and once again his voice went missing. Standing in front of him was a man he at one point considered one of his best friends. The last death eater the Auror Department hadn't captured. If the situation wasn't so serious he would've laughed. One of the bad guys was now a part of a group that caught the bad guys.

"Searched for her? For us?" The man scoffed. "They didn't try hard enough if they did at all. We wake up in a hospital without a clue as to who we were. Two months we were there." Severus knew he was gaping like a first year seeing Hogwarts for the first time, but it was just his luck he would be the one to find the two people the wizarding world was searching for the past several years.

"Harry? What's going on?" Bella walked up beside her husband.

"This man says he knew us Before." He didn't elaborate as he knew she would understand. She clearly did with her next words.

"Before? Why are you here now? After all this time? Why didn't anyone come looking for us? Do you know how hard it's been living without really knowing who you are?" She choked out, unshed tears in her eyes. Severus cleared his throat his voice finally coming back to him.

"Do you think we can do this somewhere more private? What I have to discuss with you cannot be said out here."

"And why not? Tell us who we are. Were we some kinds of criminals on the run?" It took all of Severus' control not to laugh at that comment. He took a quick survey of the area to be sure he wouldn't be overheard.

"Has there been anything strange happening? Things you or your son cannot control?" The woman gasped.

"Please, come in. We have many questions." The man gestured for him to enter the house. What he was expecting to find when he got inside he didn't know, but it was definitely not this. He looked around what should have been a sitting room though one couldn't tell. The room looked as if it had been ransacked. The couch was upended, toys and books were everywhere, plants overturned with their soil scattered.

"Oh dear." The woman stopped midstride into the room.

"What happened here?" The man asked from behind her.

"We got scared." A little voice answered as three children stepped carefully from behind the couch.

"I sorry, Mummy." The smallest two ran to their mother and hugged her legs.

"We saw that man and heard yelling. We didn't mean to make a mess." The oldest walked slowly to her parents.

"I know you didn't, sweetheart. It'll be okay." Her father picked her up.

"We'll have to talk in the kitchen until I can get this room cleaned." Bella said looking up at Severus.

"If you would allow me," and with a quick flick of his wand everything flew back to its proper place. The woman shared a look with her husband and started to usher the children out of the room.

"Go upstairs and play for a while. I will call you down for supper. Your father and I need to speak with Mr.…"'

"Snape. Professor Severus Snape." He supplied.

"Your father and I need to talk to Professor Snape."

"Was that magic? Is that what we can do? Oh I can't wait to tell Vinni and Deme." Severus heard as the children were herded up the stairs.

"Please have a seat. I'll go make us some tea."