Severus could barely get himself to eat anything that night. But he knew that he had to, if he was going to make the Mentis Corpus Spiritis work he needed to keep up every inch of strength that he had. "Are you ready guys?" Severus said as he watched his pets finish their dinner. The two dogs and the cat looked up at him, all knowingly they knew that Severus was going to do everything in his power to get their Harry back. He meant the world to all of them. Severus waited until midnight to start the rituals. The first was the protection ritual, whilst he did not believe that the protection ritual truly protected as well as he would like it to that was one of the reasons why he liked having his pets. They took his protection as worth their lives.

The ritual was magic in itself. Severus paced the room in long strides, criss crossing and walking the boundary, with the cat at his side. Never standing on her and she never got in his way. The two dogs stood in the middle and walked the pentacle, which Severus would have to cast the spell from the middle. He had prepared his potion the minute that the ingredients had come that afternoon which is why he was casting the spell at midnight and not earlier. When they had protected the room the cat sat in the middle next to Severus and the dogs stood near the only entrances to the room, the larger stood near the door ready to protect any intruders. The smaller dog stood next to the window ready for any intrusions that might occur through that route. Severus placed the five crystals at the point of the pentacle and started to walk circles around it slowly chanting the words and moving his hands in perfectly beautiful patterns with golden sparks showing his way. For any onlookers the room truly glowed with magic.

Nihil est praedestinatus: praeterita possunt impedimenta quae ducunt ad portas novae origine

Nothing is predestined: The obstacles of your past can become the gateways that lead to new beginnings.

lucerna corporis est oculus si fuerit oculus tuus simplex totum corpus tuum lucidum eri

The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light.

levare anima in nocte

lift my soul into the night

He lifted the potion and drank it sitting himself into the middle of the circle.

And he waited.

And waited.

And waited.

He threw his arms up in the air wanting to scream and find some other solution for the spell obviously did not work.

"Be patient Severus," came Andreas voice as she changed back into a human. Ralph and John also changed coming out of their positions of safety towards the man. They knew that they had to do this carefully or risk the breaking the spell. The walked with purposeful yet light footsteps. They joined hands and stepped into the middle with Severus seating themselves on the floor holding hands with each other, they made a circle, Andrea and John reached for Snape and he accepted their power. They offered it to him, with their love for Harry. "Let's just stay, even until first light of morning," Andrea said gently. It was no wonder that this woman was a cat, all of Severus' pets had chosen to stay by his side long ago as their animal selves. Living life with Snape was good for them, he cared for them all deeply, and they cared for him. It would be the power beneath that kind of commitment would be enough to learn their Harry's whereabouts. They sat in their circle for five hours, until they started to think that there was no possible way of the spell actually working. When suddenly Snape fell face forward into the circle. He lay unconscious on the floor. Andrea, John and Ralph felt Severus' presence leave the room and they looked longingly out the window hoping for good results.

Harry was completely oblivious to any of this happening, as he rolled over facing towards the wall, trying to make the floor as comfortable as he could, but no amount of trying could achieve that particular goal. Harry rolled over again as sleep again took him. He found himself standing in front of his father.

"DAD!" Harry yelled as he ran towards the man.

Snape stood with his arms open wide, "Harry come here son!"

"Dad what is going on? Where are you? I can't find you?" Harry was pulled backwards by the dream as if by an invisible force.

"Harry, don't you worry! I'm coming! I'm coming to get you I promise!" Snape said as he started trying to run towards his son. But it was as if there was a laso around the boy, he could simply not get close to him no matter how hard he tried.

"Harry I love you son! I love you! I'm coming!" Snape stated before he felt the pull of magic grasp him and he was back in the room in his manor.

"I saw him!" Snape cried, "He's still alive. But he's scared. I could feel so much fear around him. I swear if somebody is hurting him I'm going to get them. I will find a way. I will get him back and I will kill whoever has done this! My precious son!"

Snape rushed downstairs to his lab to try and brew the potion again. "SEVERUS!" Andrea yelled as she raced after him. "Severus! I know you want to save Harry but you must consume your strength. Leave the brewing to John and I. Go and get some rest. We will do it for you and believe me it will be powerful. Maybe we should try a little bit earlier tonight. So get some rest,"

"NO! I must save him!" Snape shouted ignoring her and racing towards the lab.

"SEVERUS SNAPE! Do NOT make me stick Molly Weasley on you!" she screamed.

Snape stopped short, he did not want to run into the Weasley matriarch at this particular moment and he was quite tired. So he walked towards his bedroom and got into his bed. Only by consuming his strength would he ever be able to get a hold of his son. They needed to try again and try in force if they were ever going to succeed. Maybe he should contact some friends?

"Oh Severus," Ralph said as if reading his mind, "would you like me to contact some friends and see if we can get together for strength in numbers?"

"Thank you my friend," Snape said placing his hand on the man's shoulders.

"You're welcome," Ralph stated as he raced towards the desk to write the notes for the owl.