(Author's Note: Hey, sorry this took so long! I went to Alaska then MN so I haven't been home much, not to mention I had a bad case of writer's block. Ugh. I hate that. Anyway. Sorry for making you wait! Here ya go!)

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"Harry?" Ron began as they stepped into the main entrance. It was empty save for a few students passing through.

"We know that You-know-who has Hermione, but how are we going to find him?" He asked.

"I have no idea," Harry replied.

He hadn't thought that far ahead. Actually, he hadn't thought ahead at all. How were they going to find Voldemort and Hermione? He couldn't enter Voldemort's head again, that would be too risky not to mention exhausting. Searching between where she left Draco and her room might help; but what would they look for? Voldemort was not dumb enough to leave behind any clues that anyone but someone like Hermione would find. Too bad it was Hermione that they were looking for. Dumbledore! He could ask Dumbledore if the Order had any information on Voldemort's location.

'Oh yeah, that would be smart,' He told himself. 'Just go to your headmaster and tell him that you wanted his help to break a ton of school rules to find your best friend.'

'Ex-best friend,' another part of his mind reminded him.

"Potter?" Draco called. Harry, who was still deeply lost in thought, did not answer. Draco snapped his fingers in front of Harry's face.

"Hello? Potter! Earth to Potter," He said. "Come in, Potter."

"Huh?" Harry blinked. "Oh. What?"

"Did you see the surrounding at all when you entered the Dark Lord's mind?" Draco asked sounding somewhat annoyed.

Harry thought for a while. Had he noticed anything in the background? An ancient armed chair flashed across his mind. Then a rotting hearth rug followed by the fireplace that the rug lied in front of. Then an old memory came back. A plump man with a small amount of grey hair and a pointed nose: Wormtail. A snake was curled up by the fire and next to the armed chair. Wormtail turned the chair around. There was a blinding flash of green light then an old muggle man was lying, dead on the floor.

"The Riddle House," Harry said softly. Ginny, Ron, and Draco looked at each other then stared at Harry, an identical look of confusion on each one of their faces.

"He is in the Riddle House," Harry repeated, louder this time.

"How do you know?" Ginny asked.

"Long story."

"Why would he go back to his old home?" Draco asked.

"How should I know?" Harry answered. "Where is the Riddle House, Malfoy?"

"I mean, it wasn't really like living with his parents was 'home' for him," Draco continued not hearing Harry at all.

"Malfoy!" Harry yelled. Draco jumped and looked at Harry wide eyed. "Where is the damn house?"

"Little Hangleton," Draco answered automatically.

"We have to get off the grounds so that we can apperiate there," Harry said firmly.

"How does he decide things like that so quickly?" Ron asked no one in particular.

"Um, little problem, Hon," Ginny spoke up. "I can't apperiate yet. I'm only 16, remember?"

"It's safer for you here anyway," Harry replied. Instantly he knew he should have come up with a different answer.

Ginny's pine eyes flared in anger. Harry cringed slightly and watched her closely and carefully the whole time asking himself why he had mentioned safety. He knew all too well what Ginny was capable of when she was mad. Telling her to stay in a safe place was probably the worst thing he could have said. She hated being protected.

"Excuse me, Mr. High and Mighty, but I can take care of myself not to mention I saved your butt last year," she reminded him. Harry thought he saw smoke coming out of her ears. "You will need me. Probably more than Draco and Ron put together!"

"Wow," Draco looked somewhat surprised. "Someone has an ego problem."

"You're one to talk, Draco," Ginny answered, venom in her voice. Draco immediately shut up.

"Ginny, darling, that wasn't what I meant," Harry quickly jumped in again. It was about as smart as jumping into a shark tank with a bleeding wound, but he had to try to calm her down. "I know you would be extremely helpful, but we need to get there right away. Apperiating is the quickest way, and as you said, you can't do that yet. Come on, Gin. Can we please just go? We are wasting time."

"Fine. Go." Ginny crossed her arms over her chest; her lips were pressed together in a straight line.

Harry quickly gave her a thankful kiss on the cheek then the three boys raced to the Forbidden Forest. Seeing as the forest wasn't on the school grounds it was the closed place for them to be able to apperiate from. Panting, the boys all stopped a little way into the trees.

"All ready?" Ron asked. His companions nodded, instantly all three of them disappeared with three soft POPs.

When they re-appeared they were standing outside of the old, menacing looking Riddle House. It was very run down looking. The roof was covered in holes of various shapes and sizes. The leaky roof was the least of the house's problems; the windows were all cracked or broken and the front door was hanging from only one rusty hinge. The porch was just as bad. It was completely rotten and caving in here and there all the way around the house. The flower beds along the outside edges of the old porch were no longer filled with beautiful, colorful flowers, but instead only weeks of various kinds. The grass in front of the house looked as though it hadn't been cut in almost 3 years. Even taller than the grass were the dandelions that had shot up here and there all over the yard. Over all the old, once beautiful house did not look very welcoming.

"Cheery place," Ron commented sarcastically.

"Yeah, in a creepy, haunted sort of way," Draco answered as he, Harry, and Ron all pulled their wands out of their robes.

"Well, we have to go in sooner or later," Harry said. "Let's stop wasting time."

"Are you sure we have to go in there?" Ron asked as Harry and Draco began walking toward the eerie, old house leaving Ron where he was.

"Yup," Harry answered not turning around. "You were going to go even if I didn't go, and don't deny it. I've become quite good at reading minds. Now come on."

"But I wasn't going to... ok, maybe I was," Ron said as he ran to catch up with the other two. "Ya know, Ginny must be the only one that you listen to. And now she is the one safe and sound in the castle and I am the one getting ready to walk into the hell house to meet almost certain death. Now doesn't that sound like fun? Honestly, I don't see why Ginny wanted to come so badly. This really isn't my idea of a nice little outing, yet she acts as if she is really missing out on something. Not to mention—"

"Ron!" Harry interrupted.

"Yeah Harry?" Ron answered his voice cracking.

"Shut up."

"Oh. Ok."

As the boys cautiously made their way up the rotting stairs a crow cawed from a near by tree. Ron stopped short and looked around and waved his wand around franticly.

"What was that?" Ron asked shortly.

"It was just a crow!" Draco replied annoyance coming through his voice loud and clear. "Honestly! How in God's name you got put in Gryffindor I'll never know. I thought Gryffs were supposed to be brave and courageous. HA!"

"Oh. Right." Ron took another step up. "Ya know this is a bad idea you guys."

Harry and Draco both rolled their eyes. Ignoring Ron's whimpering they continued to walk towards the door, their wands out at the ready and their eyes constantly moving and keeping an eye out for any sign of danger. When they reached the door Draco kicked it aside. The old, rusty hinge broke allowing the door to freely fall and land with a loud crash causing Ron to jump and whimper even more.

"Did I mention that this was a bad idea?" Ron asked.

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"If they wont let me go with them their way, which I can't do anyway, I'll go my own way," Ginny muttered.

She did not want to be left at the school while her friends and her scaredy-cat brother were in danger. Quickly and determinedly she went to her dorm. When she reached the dorm she threw open her trunk and grabbed her charms book. Completely forgetting to close her trunk she turned to the index.

"P...p...p... nope... no. No. No, no, no, NO!" She was not finding what she was looking for. "Maybe in the 7th year book."

Throwing her book back into the wide open trunk she raced to the boy's dorm to find either Ron or Harry's charm books. Seamus was just leaving.

"Ginny, you look like you're in a hurry," He said.

"What was your first clue, Sherlock?" She replied bitterly as she tried to step around him. He did not want to make things easy for her and stepped in front of her again.

"Just a hunch," he smiled. "Now, why, pray tell, do you want in the boy's dorm?"

"I'm afraid I can't tell you."

"To meet Harry?"

"No."

"Then why?"

"I believe I just told you that I can't tell you and you are wasting my time!" Ginny was getting quite angry again.

"Well, I'm afraid I can't let you in then. Sorry," Seamus told her with mock sympathy on his face.

"Ugh! I don't have time for this!" She screamed and quickly pulled her wand out and aimed it at Seamus. "Now. I need to get into that dorm."

Seamus's eyes went wide as he watched her wand. Harry was not the only person who knew not to mess with Ginny when she was mad.

"Why didn't you just say so?" He asked, stepping to the side. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"That's what I thought."

She smiled as she walked past Seamus and into the dorm. Glancing around the room she quickly located Harry's bed and trunk. She walked over and knelt next to the trunk next to the unmade four poster bed.

"Ick," she muttered as she looked inside the trunk. Along with Harry's school books there were also pieces of parchment with a little scribbling on each piece, along with a few quills, several bottles of various colors of ink sprinkled around, and several dirty socks thrown for flavor.

"Typical boy." She carefully grabbed the charms book and flipped it open to the index page.

"Here it is!" she cried.

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"You guys, I think this is a bad idea," Ron said for the hundredth time as he, Harry, and Draco looked through the house for Voldemort and Hermione. "It's kind of creepy in here."

"Thank you, Mr. Obvious," Draco sneered. He didn't like being in this house any more than Ron did, not that he was going to let Ron know that. "Next time I want to confirm something obvious I'll know who to ask."

"Shut up both of you," Harry ordered as they stepped into yet another dusty old room. Again they found nothing, just more cobwebs and broken furniture. The three disappointed, and yet relieved, teens turned to leave the room. As they began walking down the empty hallway Harry suddenly stopped.

"I should let you guys know, this is basically a trap to get me," he said.

"Now see?" Draco said to Ron. "That wasn't a totally obvious statement. That was only a mostly obvious statement."

Ron decided that it was probably best to just ignore Draco.

"But you and Hermione haven't been talking for the past several months," He said. "You-Know-Who must have spies at Hogwarts so he would know that."

"I'm here aren't I?"

"True."

"Wait, what about me?" Draco interjected.

"What about you?" Harry asked.

"I left the Dark Lord's side, sort of, and Hermione means everything to me," He explained. "I'm thinking that this was a way for him to get both of us. Ron will just be a bonus."

"Very good deduction, Malfoy," a cold, high-pitched voice sounded behind them.

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