A/N: I was laying around with putting this chapter in for a while, I was going to leave it out, but I needed to show a side of T, that I'm not sure I got across yet… I was going to leave it out, really… well if you don't like it let me know. I'm not stuck to it, I can minimize it… Ok just read it.

Disclaimer: yeah, if you haven't realized that a week from today DH comes out by JK Rowling and not ProperT, then there's a bridge in Brooklyn I want to sell you, real cheap…

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Harry's POV

We walked into the Ministry expecting to see some hint of clue that somethin was wrong… but there was noting. The Ministry looked like it always did. As we reached the second floor, we ran right into Kingsley.

"What are you lot doing here? Shouldn't you still be at the investigation?" He asked.

We immediately started telling him what Mung told us.

"So you think it was a diversion for something else? Something worse?" Kingsley asked.

"Yes sir, it must be." Hermione replied.

"I can't say I disagree with you… but nothing has reached me, no news or anything, and I'd be the first to know" Kingsley replied.

Just then Terry Boot came flying around the corner towards us- he was an Unspeakable.

"Kingsley, quick the Minister's office… you're needed there… emergency" He said out of breath.

"What's the matter? What's going on?" I said immediately.

"I don't know, but something's real wrong Harry… really wrong."

"But it can't be. I would know." Kingsley said, immediately walking towards the lifts.

"How could you?" Ron asked.

"When something is wrong, the Minister contacts me at once." Kingsley said stepping into the elevator.

"Maybe he didn't get a chance to yet?" Seamus said.

"Maybe…" Kingsley said.

No one said anything for the rest of the ride. When we reached the Minister's office, Dawlish was standing outside the door, with Hestia Jones stopping anyone else from entering.

"Kingsley there's a problem." Dawlish said instantly.

The crowd of people standing around all stopped and waited to hear Kingsley's reply.

"If I recall you're all Ministry of Magic employees, correct?" He said looking at the crowd.

There were a few nods, and a couple of Yeah's.

"Then I suggest if you want it to stay that way you get back to your specific offices and get back to work." Kingsley announced.

The crowd parted slowly. Except for one lone person who stood straight.

"Don't want your job, do you?" Kingsley asked annoyed.

"Of course sir, but I saw someone leave this office not two minutes before these two got here, and I may be of some help." The man said.

Kingsley looked him up and down, and then nodded his head.

"Ron and Seamus listen to what he says and take it down. Anything you think might be important enough to ask, you ask him. Make sure you take his name, and which department he works in, as well." Kingsley said.

"But why me?" Seamus asked.

"Because, it's your lot that usually has to clean things up, I'm sure there are things you've picked up from doing that job that we might not even think to guess." Kingsley answered. "Think you can handle that?"

"Yes sir" Seamus replied and then gulped.

Ron and Seamus walked away with the man, and Kingsley turned to face Dawlish.

"What happened?"

"We don't know. As we started walking here, there was a crowd around the open door. As we got closer, we saw that the door was off the hinges and the room was a mess… the Minister is no where in sight. We sent Banks to search the building for the Minister; we're hoping he wasn't in the room for whatever happened. And we needed someone to find you, and he volunteered." Dawlish explained.

"My name is Terry Boot" Terry said.

"Save the introductions for later, right now I need to see inside this room. I need to find the Minister." Kingsley said motioning for them to move out of the way.

"But Kingsley he's not in there." Hestia said.

Kingsley paid them no attention and we walked into the room. The chairs were upturned, the table had a hole blasted through it, papers were all over the place, books had fallen from the shelves, the windows were broken, the glass shards on the floor with trash from the rubbish bin, the coat rack was leaning on one of the bookcases, with a scorch mark next to it…

"Looks like World War three in here" T said.

Kingsley continued to survey the room.

"Is there something in particular you're looking for sir?" Hermione asked.

"Yes there is." Kingsley replied, stepping over chairs, and looking by the desk.

"Care to enlighten us so we can help sir?" T asked.

"I'm looking for the Minister" He stated.

"But, he's obviously not here." Dawlish announced.

"I can see that… he's not here in this space, but he's here somewhere." Kingsley stated. "He didn't leave this room."

"How do you know that?" Hermione asked.

"Because I'm linked to the Minister. If anything was wrong I'd be the first to know. He can't even leave his office without my knowledge." Kingsley said as they all walked into the lift.

"But"- Hermione started.

"His office is warded and alarmed to my office, and my office is connected to me, I just left it less than two minutes before you bumped into me, and no alarm was going off and nothing is alerting me now. Plus, we have a two way communicating device. If we wasn't in here I'd know that much." Kingsley said.

He sighed after he said it. And for the first time in long time, Kingsley looked truly baffled. Then T started poking around.

"What are you doing?" Hestia asked.

"I'm looking for the Minister of Magic. If Kingsley says he's here, then his word is good enough for me."

A second later, Hermione had joined her, and so did I. Hestia and Dawlish followed suit. We had been searching for at least ten minutes for some clue when I saw Hermione stop by a book case.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Look at this book case" she said.

I looked at it, it looked fine.

"It looks fine." I replied.

"Exactly, look at the rest of the room, how did this one bookcase manage to escape damage?" Hermione asked.

"Stand aside." Kingsley said having heard her.

Kingsley tried a dozen spells, mostly moving spells of some variation or another; the only thing that happened was that the books fell down.

"Maybe he's behind it?" Dawlish suggested.

"That's what I thought, a secret passageway of some sort, but all the books fell, there's no secret pull. And one of the spells would have moved the book case if it were a secret passageway…" Kingsley said looking agitated all over again.

"There could be another reason that book case was untouched." T said.

"What would that be?" Dawlish asked.

"Whoever created this mess was standing right there." T answered.

"Even if that's true, how does it help us?" Hestia asked.

T walked over towards the book case and stood in front of it, then looked forward. The she pulled her wand out.

"Well, do the same." She said to Hermione and me.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I'm won't dare try and use this thing yet, but you two can use yours. Cast some spells and see where they land." T said.

"We can't that'll mess up the scene." Kingsley stated.

"Do you want to find the Minister or not?" T asked. Then added, "Sir"

"I think he means how does this help?" Hermione remarked.

"Oh… well let's say I'm right, and the evil doer was standing here, and the Minister was in the room, sitting at his desk even from the hole in it. Then the first shot was fired to our right, right?" T said taking her arm and pointing my wand towards the desk.

"Ok…" Hermione said slowly.

"Then the Minister, being quick thinking man he thinks he is, moved out of the way. The next spell follows his movement, which would be by the dust bin under the window. And the Minister ducked the spell, causing the window to take the blast, and I would guess him crashing into the rubbish bin." T said and pointed Hermione's wand towards the window.

"This is really nice to imagine, but what does it lead to?" Dawlish asked impatiently.

"How the bloody hell should I know? This is just a thought process, it could lead to nothing, but if you could stop talking and come stand over here to be my next wand, it'd be really helpful." T said annoyed.

"Do it." Kingsley said, before Dawlish could answer.

"Now so we're at the dust bin… now the Minister is scrambling not to get hit, he tries to stand up… but the spell once again aims high, and he ducks low causing the spell to hit this book case, sending these books down." And she puts Dawlish's wand arm towards the book case.

T looks at the rest of the room; the only spot left is the corner just before the door, that's where the chairs were.

"I'm guessing the bad guy decided to aim low, after having no luck with aiming high." T said waving Hestia over.

"And how'd you get that opinion?" Hestia asked stepping over to be the next arm.

"Because there's a footprint on that chair piece over there, meaning some one stepped on it." T said putting Hestia's arm in direction of the broken chairs.

"But the door… I guess it's possible that the Minister actually made it to the door, and then it got blasted, but the door looks fine…" T said looking stuck.

Just then Ron and Seamus came back and saw the scene before them.

"What the bloody hell-" Ron started.

"Language Ron" Hermione said at once.

"We're experimenting, Kingsley thinks the Minister is still in the room somewhere, so I'm doing a sort of process of elimination to find hi, but this broken door is stumping me." T explained.

"Stumping you how?" Seamus asked.

"I'm thinking perhaps the Minister made it to the door, but if he did, it'd probably be smashed or broken somehow, not just off the hinges." T deduced.

"I think we can help with that." Seamus said.

"How?" T asked.

"The guy, Sean, he said he was cleaning up, had just went around the corner when he heard a noise from behind him. He said he looked back round the corner, and just saw someone smash their way into the room." Seamus announced.

"So the door was broken on the way in… Seamus come here." T said.

"Why?'

"Don't worry, wand out" T said, and had Seamus stand next to Hestia.

"Again, why do you have them doing this?" Ron asked.

"To recreate the scene. Now, the Minister stepped on the chair, to avoid the low shot, and then got towards the unhinged door, by this painting, making the villain have to change his stance." T said.

"How'd you get that?" I asked, still holding up my tired arm.

"Well unless he was left handed standing where you're all at, I would assume it's quite uncomfortable to reach across your body to cast all the way to your left. That's why there are no marks by the door, it took a second for the killer to adjust and shoot again." T said, and Seamus was turned and actually facing the doorway with his wand out.

"So now what?" Dawlish asked.

"I don't know, there are some paper bits, and a book or two over here, but not much else to go on." T said looking at this one remaining stretch of wall. "Don't leave your spots r anything, but does anyone notice anything."

We all looked towards the wall. I didn't see much worth talking about… except that the paintings looked untouched.

"The paintings" I said.

"What about them?" T said.

"They're untouched as well." Hermione said.

Kingsley immediately walked over to the paintings and looked at them. Both were empty, no doubt there subject walked out when the spells started casting.

"One is uneven" He said.

"Ok… so how does that help?" T said.

"It doesn't. No disrespect, but if the Minister went by the door, why didn't he go out of it?" Dawlish asked.

T seemed to think about it.

"That's a right good point actually. Never crossed my mind." T admitted.

"Let's tick with this for a moment, before exploring that option. If he had left, I would know. Number two someone else hopefully would have seen him." Kingsley stated.

"Ok, so the painting is crooked, but there's still a hole in this corner by the coat rack. Meaning he took one more shot." T said.

"Not to complain, but can we put our arms down?" I asked.

"No. You're about to use them right now. Ron come stand right here to the left of Seamus, and point your wand to that corner. With the burn." T said.

Ron walked over and pulled his wan out.

"Right… Kingsley I suggest you stand behind them while this takes place." T said.

"While what takes place?" Ron asked.

"The recreation. Harry you shoot to your spell first, I'll pretend to be the Minister, then Hermione you follow, Dawlish, Hestia, Seamus, and then Ron." T said walking over towards where the Minister's desk was.

"Are you crazy, what if we hurt you?' Hermione asked.

"It'll mess up the scene" Dawlish said.

"Enough" Kingsley yelled. "T this is a nice thing you pulled off, but I can't allow it-"

"Isn't there a spell that can protect the scene? And you don't need to use dangerous spells; just enough of a spell to get me moving in the exact way I think the Minister moved… sir." T said.

No one said anything.

"There are stasis spells. They'll keep anything else that might fall from disrupting what's already on the floor." Hermione said quietly.

"And we could just shoot sparks, they shouldn't really burn her." Seamus added.

Dawlish let out a breath and shook his head. Kingsley looked at T.

"Fine. Hermione cast the stasis spell, no one shoots nothing more than sparks, and be careful" Kingsley said to T. "And I'll watch from behind them, maybe it will actually help."

T smiled and took up a spot by the desk.

"Remember, one after the other, except you Seamus… you need to wait a moment before you cast." T said.

"But you never said what I hit?" Seamus said.

"Oh… I would think it's me" T said simply.

"What?" we all yelled.

"I think… the Minister got hit, that can be the only answer for the big gap of time between the chair and the burn on the whole. I think on the way down perhaps the perp took one more shot." T admitted.

"That wasn't part of the deal." Kingsley said.

"The sparks won't hurt me, I won't let them… hello people, wandless magic." T said.

"I don't care. What if-" I started.

"What if I'm old enough to decide my life's choices?" T said.

"She wants to do it, let her do it. The quicker we get this done, the quicker we can find the Minister, this way or another." Dawlish said.

"Good Man." T said smirking.

Kingsley seemed to be thinking this over greatly… again.

"One chance. If it doesn't work, that's it." Kingsley said.

"One's better than none." T replied.

"Ok then… on my word." Kingsley said.

Hermione cast the stasis spell on the floor.

"Ready… Go"

I shot and T moved out of the way. And then Hermione shot the window, and T ducked, followed by Dawlish's shooting of the book case, and Hestia's shooting at the chairs. But that's when the unexpected happened.

After she landed back down from the chairs, she slid on a piece of paper, sending her right by the door, she tried catching her balance by grabbing at the wall, but that was the same time Seamus spark hit her causing her to grab the painting instead- and it moved. The painting must have been an activator for a secret door behind the leaning coat rack. It opened and T tripped over it and into the door way, and then Ron cast at her foot, but missed as the door was already sliding back into place.

Kingsley immediately pushed passed us and pulled on the painting, the door slid open and T appeared- holding an unconscious Minister of Magic.

"Well I'll be damned." Dawlish said walking over to grab the Minister from T with my help.

"I'll help." Seamus said.

"No Seamus, don't move." Kingsley said.

"Why?" Kingsley asked.

"I'll say so in a moment. Hermione see if you can revive the Minister." Kingsley said.

"Rennervate" she said.

The Minister coughed, but made no other motion to wake up.

"He's alive, that's all that matters." Kingsley said after giving him a once over.

"Can I move now?" Seamus asked.

"Not yet… Seamus, do you know what you did after you hit T?" Kingsley asked.

"Er… watched her slide out of control into a hidden passageway?" Seamus suggested.

"Yes… but you also lowered your wand, which is why the last shot was at the ground, the person was caught off guard, and lowered it." Kingsley pointed out.

"So what does that mean?" T asked.

"It means it was an amateur. Whoever tried to get the Minister isn't experienced… or sent someone without experience." I answered.

"Right. This is a good thing… Dawlish, Hestia, go get Doge and meet me in my office in five minutes. There are some people you need to start asking for some answers." Kingsley ordered.

They left out the door immediately.

"Hermione, does the Minister need St. Mungo's or can you take care of him right now?" Kingsley asked.

Hermione waved her wand around in a series of strokes and dips, muttering words I assumed to be helping him. Then she conjured a bottle out of thin air, and poured some of the substance into his mouth. He coughed and opened his eyes.

"What's going on?" He said immediately.

"I'll explain that to you in a moment sir, just let me send my team off." Kingsley said.

The Minister got up with some help from Hermione and stared at his office.

"Seamus, do you think you're buddies that helped you all earlier are done with the Troll scene?" Kingsley asked.

"Maybe, it hasn't been that long, but they looked like they were almost done… why?" Seamus asked.

"I need them to do this scene quickly and quietly, before anyone else becomes the wiser. Do you think they could handle that, and I'll see to it that by next Monday the Transportation Department fixes the Portkey problem?" Kingsley said.

"Yeah… sure." Seamus said.

"Good, Hermione go with him, and make sure they're disillusioned before they get here." Kingsley said.

The both nodded their heads and stepped out of the office.

"You three, start looking over what the witness saw, I'll have Hermione and Seamus catch up to you when they return. Hopefully I'll be able to see you later." Kingsley said to the three of us.

"Right" I said.

"And T that was a Brilliant thing you orchestrated. No matter how this goes, on Monday I'm making sure you're on your way to see Gregorovitch- you need a wand." Kingsley said.

"Thank you sir" T replied.

And we headed out of the office.

"That really was good… I shouldn't have-" I started.

"It's alright. I didn't actually want to do it; I probably would have volunteered you, but Dawlish reminds me of an older version of Banks, couldn't let him see me step down." T said.

"He's only like that sometimes. Usually whenever Harry's around because Harry saw Dumbledore disarm once." Ron said smiling.

"Is that all? Dumbledore disarmed me loads of times, he should feel lucky it was only the once." T said.

"Twice, Dumbledore told me he had to do it another time when the Ministry attempted to have him followed." I said smirking.

"Still better than me. What a day hun?' T asked.

And they spent the rest of the afternoon trying to figure out who blasted there way into the Minister's office, almost killing the man on Ministry Property.

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Ok, so next chapter- which was supposed to be this chapter; Weasley family dinner, and what happened to the Minister. Please don't think T is Sherlock Holmes… the next chapter will get things back on track, but I will say someone will call T out…

Yeah my beta'ing consists of my spell/grammar check and then my re reading it twice on here, but I lost a contact not due to arrive before Tuesday, so bare with any mistakes.

Did anyone see the movie? Twice at the moment for me, once in 3D. Great Movie, Funniest Yet, but it was a terrible adaptation… where the bloody hell was… oh, you might not have seen it… but if you review I'll finish that sentence when I reply. :)