A/N: Hey, this is a joint story from The Sand Demon's Fire Demon and Zippy Zip TSDFD will be writing all odd chapters while ZZ will be writing all even numbers (therefore this is TSDFD writing so: HI MY READERS OF BLAST INTO THE PAST!) we hope you enjoy the story, so tata and loving every single one of you

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Pancake Demon on Fire

Hermione Granger ran an agitated hand through her once bushy brown hair, it had tamed out through the years and now fell down her back in brown ringlets. Her chocolate eyes scanned the scroll in front of her, searching for a clue to Voldemort's whereabouts, he had gone straight into hiding the second Harry had killed Nagini, the final Horcrux, for once in his life, Voldemort was scared.

But no matter how hard she searched, Hermione Jean Granger couldn't find anything about his whereabouts, and the Order was helping search too but, they too came up with nothing.

"Hey, 'Mi, you found anything?" came the voice of Ginny Weasley as she entered the dark, gloomy kitchen of Grimmauld Place.

"No," Hermione replied, pushing the scrolls away from her in disgust, "it's useless, he's Voldemort, no matter how hard we try, there is no way we'll find him, it's impossible."

"Nothing's impossible 'Mione," Ginny smiled, resting a hand on the older girl's shoulder, "not if you try hard enough."

"I've been trying for the past three months!" Hermione cried, tears of anger at herself building up in her eyes that once danced with happiness and the love of a challenge and knowledge, "he'll always be there, because I can't find him, we'll never bring justice to those who've died at the hands of him and his Death Eaters, he'll always be there, a looming shadow!"

"Mione, calm down," Ginny soothed, waving her wand and making Hermione a cup of tea, she gave it to the hysterical girl, "drink this, it'll make you feel better and if it doesn't, chuck the cup at the wall, that most definitely will."

Hermione laughed slightly and gulped the tea down, "thanks, Gin," she said, smiling at the red head, "it did make me feel better."

"Damn, I was hoping for some violence," Ginny laughed, taking the cup and placing it in the sink, then sat down at the table, "I'll help you look, two heads are better than one."

"Thanks, Gin, best friend ever," Hermione grinned gratefully, giving Ginny some scrolls.

"Thanks, but don't let Harry or Ron hear you say that," Ginny giggled, pulling some scrolls toward her, Hermione following suit.

After a couple of hours, Hermione's face broke into a grin.

"I think I know where he is," she gasped, tracing the letters on the scroll, "but the house is so well protected, we couldn't find it."

"Well, where is he?" Ginny asked, looking at the scrolls Hermione was looking at avidly.

Hermione turned her chocolate brown eyes to Ginny's hazel ones, "I think he's staying with an old friend of ours," she smiled slowly, tapping the scroll lightly, "personally, I think it's time we paid a visit to the Malfoy's, it has been a while."

A/N: So what do you think? Please review, I'll give you cookies!!