sorry people, my schedule changed and so now im going to be updating on thursdays, when i have more time, so just expect them around this time of week.

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Hermione streched her arms as she sat up in bed. Her watch said the time was 6:15. Oddly enough, the room didn't have an alarm clock. She climbed out of her bed, discarding her night gown on the way to the shower. She went over yesterday's facts and today's schedule as the hot water turned on. Fifteen minutes and a hot shower later, she dried off in the bathroom, and got ready for the day. As she was walking out the door, ready for a hard day's work, she checked her watch again. 7:00, right on time.

She dropped by the coffee shop to have some coffee and read the news paper. There wasn't much reason for her to read the paper, she got all her news from a paper teleported to her room that morning, with a note that simply said, "Be careful. -Harry." attached to it. It was simple, yes, but she knew it was his way of caring for her. After she had finished her coffee, she paid and went back out to her car.

'Where to go now?' she thought to herself. 'I guess I should check out this treehouse.' She shifted into gear, then drove across town to the playground. Parking on the west side, in the parking lot next to the woods, she grabbed her coat from the backseat, then got out to take a walk. She saw a path at the edge of the woods that she took.

After about ten minutes of walking, something on the ground caught her eye. She picked it up, then turned it over. It was a handwritten note.

'You can find the Hotchkin kids' treehouse ten paces behind you, in an oak tree.'

"What is that supposed to mean?" she said to herself. Hermione turned around, to see a treehouse materializing in the oak tree she had just passed. "A secret kept treehouse? This has to be important."

She retraced her footsteps to the tree, then climbed up the ladder. Inside, she found what looked to be a pretty large apartment. She shut the hatch behind her, then took a look around. There was a full sized kitchen, complete with an oven, a microwave, and a dishwasher, and plenty of dishware, silver ware, and cook books. She walked over to the fridge and opend it. Just like she thought. It had anything you would ever need to make anything, and even wines and spirits for curry. There was a table on the other side of the island that completed the kitchen. She walked around the island and the table to the den, where there was a (big surprise) a huge TV facing a L shaped couch, and a fireplace across from the other side of the couch not facing the TV. She spotted a door, which led to the bedroom, which she walked into. There was a king sized bed, with a queen sized bunk bed above it.

"Looks like these kids got on Draco's good side, or at least he liked them. Or maybe he's trying to cover something up." She spotted two more doors in the room, other than the one she came through. "Yeah, he liked them a lot alright." She opened the door closest to her first, which turned out to be a large walk-in closet. She looked around a little bit, then went back to open the other door. She pulled the other door open and felt her mouth drop.

This door opened up into a gargantuan bathroom. The floor was made of what appeard to be silver marble tiles, with smaller green diamond shaped pices of marble inlaid into it The bathtub was about the size of a personal swimming pool. And what other to be on the bottom of the pool than a giant green snake, the bottom still being the same material as the rest of the floor. "Well he's defiantly still got his house pride." She had to admit though, it did look good. Off to the side of the room was the rest of the necesary elements of the bathroom. Before she left the room, she glanced back at the pool, and realized it had the same knobs around the edge as the prefect's bathtub back at Hogwarts.

As Hermione walked back through the apartment, she payed attention to the fine details, such as the crown and foot boards on the walls were all carved with small snakes, and the trimming around the doors had the same mahogany woodwork. The bed posts were carved with snakes wrapped around them. Carved on the head of the bed was none other than more mahogany snakes, and the words 'Carpe Diem'.

"Hmm," Hermione said with amusement," Carpe Diem. How fitting." Suddenly, glowing script started appearing on the wall to her left. She had forgotten she pulled out her wand when she entered the apartment, and 'Carpe Diem' must have been a revealing charm for her to figure out. She turned to read the text.

"Well done, my dear Hermione, it seems you have been put on the exact path that I figured you would be. Well, as you may have guessed, this apartment is magical. Yes, you love my sarcastic remarks, don't you. And you being here means that you were sent to find the boy Tommy, which is at this moment, having a letter delivered to him by my owl, which was triggered by you activating this message. He will show up here in approximatly 20 minutes to an hour, depending on which hiding place he is using. In the mean time, let me fill you in. First, I would like to tell you about this house. It is, of corse, a secret kept house, and that message you picked up was a letter from yours truly, which makes me the secret keeper, does it not? I take pride in my craftsman ship. No doubt you liked the bathroom, yes?", Hermione was a little spooked out. How did he know what she was going to do? "And now that I have you creeped out, let me tell you, that you aren't the only bloody genius one that graduated our year from Hogwarts. Am I not correct when I say that we got rather close in our last year, and we were nearly cuaght together? And yes, I enjoyed that year as much as you did. Now let me tell you something else. I was not the one to torture Ron on that fateful day so long ago. I was actually in Transylvania visiting an old freind when your Ron was captured. Exactly what I was doing there, I won't tell you now, it needs to be a more personal thing than this. How about when we meet? Sounds good to me too. I'll tell you about that note you found in my room too, unless they cleaned it out. Then I'll tell you about the note you didn't find in our, I mean my, room. We can meet at the London train station. Get on the train to Germany, in compartment 71, it will be empty. I will come in 10 minutes after the train starts moving. And I will know if you told someone. Potter counts as someone, since he is your boss. So, London to Germany,platform 7, 12:15 train, compartment 71. Tomorrow. Until then, ta ta, I think Tommy should be showing up soon. Take care now.

Hermione was nearly shaking. He had predicted her exactly, even her questions. She walked back into the kitchen, then made herselfa white russian. She had found the vodka in the mini-fridge she had missed earlier. It was camoflaged with the same front as the cabinets around it. She collapsed onto the couch in front of the fire.

About 5 minuets and another white russian later, the missing boy Tommy came up through the hatch in the floor. He shut the hatch, locked it, then looked over at Hermione.

"Are you here because you belive Drake?"

"Yes, thats exactly why I'm here." Hermione replied to the boy's obviously rehearsed question.

"Good. We can go now." He unlocked the hatch, and climbed right back down it. Hermione hid her wand and followed him. They walked the ten minutes back into town, got in her car, then drove quickly back over to the sherriff station. They got out and walked in. The instant they were in the Sherriff's office, he was on his feet, making sure Tommy was OK.

Hermione smiled in amusement. "He's ok sherriff, I made sure before I brought him over. He says he a little hungry though."

"Detective, how can we ever thank you?"

"All in a day's work, sherriff. How about you call Tommy's father and make sure he's ok."

"But what about the man?"

"He had nothing to do with Tommy disappearing. It was just a coincidence."

"Glad to hear it." The sherriff promptly called the boy's father.

Hermione pulled the boy over to the side. "You will hear from me and Drake. Don't tell anyone about that wonderful treehouse, ok?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good. Take care now." She stood up, said some quick goodbys to the sherriff, who had just gotten off the phone, and his secretary, then quickly left before anyone could stop her to ask questions.

"And now," she said to herself as she was speeding out of the town, "the real adventure begins."