"I’ll be back as soon as we’re done, all right? Hold on, Draco, we’re going to find them soon." He stepped out the front door and Draco heard the pop of him disapparating. He turned to the wall where he’d pinned the map of the Greengrass Estate and looked over the property. It sprawled for miles, seemingly endless spreads of woods and gardens and waterways. The backside of the estate was covered with a pond big enough to be a small lake, edged with woods and a portion of the meadow that filled the middle of the blueprint. Draco wracked his brain for any details that may have slipped his mind the million other times he scanned the map, the smallest thing he could remember about the property from the years of running across it with Astoria and Daphne. They’d spent endless hours in the woods and by the water, as far from their fathers as they could get. There had never been any buildings, not even a shed visible–