*a.n* when we last left our intrepid (I might be stretching to call them intrepid, but oh well) duo, they were about to visit the Malfoy Manor and look for Interesting Artifacts for taking away.  What's in store for them?…well, stop reading the A.N like a bunch of idiots and find out!

*knocking noise*

"Hello? Mr. Malfoy? Is anyone home?"

*creaking door*

"Oh, hello, Ms. Malfoy. May we come in?"

"Weasley. Perkins. What are you doing here. At my house?"

"No need to look down you nose at us, madam, you know exactly what we're here for. Your husband's an evil Dark Wizard and we've been charged to clean out anything dangerous. Now, may we come in?"

"Fine."

"Perkins, you look over the sitting room, I'll be in the kitchen."

"Right."

*various poking around at things*

"What the—!"

"What's wrong, Arthur?"

"Oh—hee hee hee—nothing, it's just—snigger—I found some bunny slippers."

"What? HERE? In the MALFOY HOUSE? Ok, this I have to see."

"Awww…they're so cute!  Try them on, Perkins, they look like your size…"

*various growling and snapping sounds as the bunny slippers savage Perkins' feet*

"AAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! GET THEM OFF ME GET THEM OFF ME GET THEM OFF MEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"

"PERKINS,  HOLD STILL, YOU'RE MAKING IT WORSE!"

*growl growl snarl*

*struggle struggle*

"C'mon, you, get off him…"

*pop pop*

"Perkins, you can stop screaming, they're off."

"WELL, MY FEET ARE STILL MANGLED AND BLEEDING AND IT BLOODY WELL HURTS!"

"Well, Heal them yourself. I have to put these little buggers into a bag so they won't hurt anyone else…"

*struggle struggle stuff stuff  pant pant*

"There. They're in. You Healed yet?"

"NO…"

"Then stop pouting and get it done, we have a lot of work to do."

*more poking around*

"Hmm…I wonder if they still have any of You-Know-Who's school things lying around."

"It's likely—ow! But they wouldn't—ow—be just sitting there, like those—ow—damned slippers...ow…"

"Oh, all right already, I'll Heal your stinking feet."

*Poof*

"But anyway, I agree. However, my son told me about a certain secret         hidey-hole underneath their drawing room that I've been dying to get into…shall we?"

"Are you kidding? What are we waiting around HERE for, Arthur? Off to the drawing room!"

*a.n* and once again, I'll leave you in pee-your-pants suspense. Just WHAT will our heroes find in the Secret Hole in the Malfoy's drawing room? And whose Bunny-Slippers-from-Hell were those? Stay tuned, I'll tell you…after I go take a nap.