Emmeline shook her head. This could be one of a few locations that the Order believed may be housing the kidnapped children, based on previous death eater activity. But who really knew? They could have them in the basement of one of their loyal subjects, sitting around having a tea party. Or they could all be dead, and these weeks of panic and tension were going to end with a holiday massacre.
She rubbed her eye, wondering what the hell they were going to do if they found out these children were dead. She'd stupidly assured Brier that the aurors would find his son, but what did she really know? Everything about the war had gone completely haywire within the last year, and anything she knew about the death eaters could be a complete lie, now.
If Caradoc were here, they'd have their spy, she thought miserably. It felt like the Order knew absolutely nothing since he'd died, and even though they did have their ways, even Dumbledore was staying awfully quiet within recent times.
"We should take some polyjuice and get in there," she said, taking a look around at the dingy flat. "Muggle it up and investigate."
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