Hi all! I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for taking this long to post my third chap and I'll do anything i can to make it betta ! Well i hope you all like it, review and suggest things if you want! I need feedback! If i don't get enough i'll shrivel up and die! Now do you want that on your conscience?

Thanks to all my reviewers - so far i've got 14! Which is kinda sad when some ppl have over 1000 but meh!

Disclaimer: Well... I wish i did own this but i don't! I do own Belle and the whole Magiscope thing though so nah! Mwahahahah! I'm evil but that's kinda beside the point, which is that most these characters aren't mine:(

Onward to the third chapter! YAY!

"Nice to see you again Hermione!" the man smirked, but remained in the shadows of the doorway.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" Hermione barked nervously. She recognised his voice and desperately hoped that her suspicions were wrong.

Being right all the time can sometimes suck!

Having finally removed himself from the shadows, Draco Malfoy faced the girls. He looked scraggier than they remembered, his hair was unkempt and his eyes had sunken into his once handsome face. Although he smirked, Hermione could tell it was a fake smirk to cover his true feelings. Out of habit, both girls drew their wands. Before they could attack, Draco yelled 'Expelliarmus!' Their wands flew out of their hands and landed atop Draco's palm. It was the same spell that had ultimately led to Dumbledore's death. It was strange to think that such a simple spell had brought on the demise of one of the greatest wizards of all time!

"Draco!" Hermione spat, her voice riddled with venom. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing Hermione," he replied. For a reason unbeknownst to Hermione, Draco seemed to have given up the various nicknames that he had adopted for her during school.

"How dare you even speak! After what you did! I'll kill you with my bare hands!" Ginny raged and surged forward, her arms outstretched. Just before her hands had grasped around his neck, Draco waved his wand and Ginny fell motionless to the ground.

"Ginny!" Hermione cried as she raced over to the frozen form. Ginny's eyes darted from left to right but that was the extent of her movement.

"Unfreeze her now Draco or I'll…"

"Or you'll what? You are unarmed and helpless!" The smirk returned once again to his face.

Realising her predicament, Hermione thought it best to find out as much as she could about the situation. "What are you doing here?" she repeated the question, determined to get an answer.

Draco gazed sceptically at her then replied with another question. "Do you know where here is?"

"No."

"In that case, I see no harm in answering your original question. 'Here' is my apartment." Draco said with a sigh.

Hermione was shocked. Draco living here? Impossible! The son of one of the richest men in the wizarding world living in a run-down apartment? Hermione almost laughed at the irony.

"What is this place really?" Hermione snorted.

Draco sighed again and repeated his previous statement.

Still disbelieving, Hermione asked, "Why?"

"Because I need to live somewhere don't I?" he snapped back.

"What about Malfoy Manor?"

Draco hesitated before answering, "Due to unfortunate events, I was forced to vacate the premises."

Hermione waited for him to elaborate. When he didn't she decided to change the subject.

"Where is your buddy Snape?" she spat.

Draco ignored her and whispered, "Cicialina, come."

Belle flew straight into his outstretched palm, like iron to a magnet. Curiously, he didn't flinch when she came into contact with his flesh. "Place a barrier around this room that only I can breach," he ordered.

Belle gave Hermione an apologetic look then snapped her fingers. A shimmering box encased the room. Draco loftily spun around and walked briskly out the door. As the door shut, Ginny groaned and started moving.

"What happened?" she moaned.

"Well either he's dead or he lifted the jinx!" Hermione replied.

Ginny pushed herself up and walked to the door. A few centimetres from the wooden surface, her hand met the invisible barrier. A shimmering circle encased her palm then sent her flying backwards. She landed on the bed with a thump.

Hermione rushed over, and after Ginny had assured her that she was alright, said, "We can't get out! We're trapped! With no wands! And Draco Malfoy is our captor! Can it get any worse?"

"I think it just did!" Ginny stated pointing to the wardrobe which had started shaking violently. The doors burst open and out shot Belle. The fairy landed in a heap on the bed beside Ginny.

"Phew! I am so sorry! About everything!" she sobbed. "I didn't mean for this to happen but it did! It's all my fault."

"It's not your fault Belle! Really, it's ours. We shouldn't have tried the spell when we had no idea of the outcome…" Hermione comforted her.

"NO! You don't understand! It is my fault!"

"Just because you needed our help to escape doesn't mean it's your fault! You couldn't help the fact that he kidnapped you!" Ginny ranted.

"Kidnapped me? What are you talking about? He didn't kidnap me! He rescued me."

"WHAT?" both girls cried in unison.

Belle shrank a little and repeated timidly, "He rescued me."

"Wait! Let me get this straight! Draco Malfoyrescued you? From what?" Ginny cried.

Belle replied in an eerily calm voice, "Lord Voldemort had been keeping me looked up for the last forty years. I didn't get to see sunlight once in that time. He kept me in a locked chest with a snake on it. He knew my real name. Just over two weeks ago, Draco found me. He rescued me and brought me here."

"But that would mean... No! It's not possible! But how else can you explain it? He must have… But he couldn't have…" Hermione argued with herself.

"Would you care to share your discovery with the group?" Ginny asked in exasperation.

Hermione frowned and replied, "It's just that if Belle escaped, wouldn't Voldemort have noticed? And he's too intelligent not to suspect his newest Death Eater! So I was just wondering how Draco managed to rescue Belle without endangering himself!"

"That's what I was trying to say!" Belle cried, "Draco is on the run from the Dark Lord because of me! And that's why you are here. Because Draco needs help."

"If he want's our help, then why did he lock us up?" Ginny grumbled.

"I don't know, but we'll find out soon enough I expect." Hermione replied thoughtfully. "Belle, can you tell us everything you know about this place and Draco?"

Belle looked suspiciously at Hermione's seemingly innocent face before replying, "My master doesn't want you to know where you are, so I won't tell you! Draco is worried! He is in danger and I can't help him, so I called for you! There's someone looking for him, I can tell. The Dark Lord won't stop until he has killed my master! We both need your help!"

"What can we do? If you hadn't noticed, we're not the most intimidating foes!" Ginny cried sassily.

"Not to mention we have no wands!" Hermione mumbled under her breath.

Belle somehow heard her. "Well that can't be helped, but from what I've read about you both, it's only a matter of time before you'll think of something!"

"What can't be helped?" Ginny asked.

"Read about us?" Hermione spoke over the top of her.

Belle chose to ignore Ginny and replied, "Your profiles! On the Magiscope?" When the girls continued to look blankly at her Belle elaborated. "It's an orb that you can summon which can show you all sorts of information about wizards, witches, magical creatures, spells, potions! You name it and the Magiscope has it!"

"You mean like the internet?" Hermione asked.

"What can't be helped?" Ginny said again, this time speaking over Hermione.

As before, Belle ignored Ginny and looked at Hermione. "The what?"

"The internet," Hermione said patiently. "It's a database for all kinds of subjects that Muggles can access via a computer!"

Belle and Ginny nodded vigorously in a obvious attempts at seeming well informed – when really they weren't – so Hermione continued.

"A computer is an electrical device that has a screen and a keyboard. A keyboard has letters and numbers on it and you can write words using the keys. The words appear on the screen. The internet is a program you can use to search anything and even communicate with people all over the world!"

Belle and Ginny continued to look lost so Hermione gave up. "Never mind! Can you show us this orb?"

Belle nodded and snapped her fingers. A silver orb appeared above her fingers then slowly started to rise. Once it had risen to the girls' eye level, the orb expanded to the size of a large dinner plate and hung in midair. Belle flew up to Hermione's shoulder and perched herself there like a parrot. "Show me Hermione Granger's profile," she clearly told the orb. It flashed twice then twelve words appeared in flowing script – characteristics, appearance, academic, favourites, romantic status, dislikes, weakness', strengths, experience, special skills and family tree.

"What do you want to know?" the fairy asked.

"Are these the different categories?" Hermione questioned, and Belle nodded. "Alright, try… romantic status?"

All words except 'romantic status' disappeared. Underneath the heading several sub-headings emerged. They were Corey Smith, Victor Krum, Cormac McLaggen and Ronald Weasley.

"Corey Smith…" Hermione tried to remember. "Oh no! They couldn't mean that guy I liked in first grade?"

Belle said "Corey Smith!" and a black and white photo materialized before them. It showed a young boy, between six and seven years old. He had short blonde hair and blue eyes. The younger version of Hermione walked into the frame. Corey held her hand and they walked off together.

"Awwwwwwwwww. You look so cute!" Ginny teased. "Now, what can't be helped?"

"Go to Ron!" Hermione demanded, ignoring Ginny, much to her annoyance. Belle obliged and soon a moving picture of Ron and Hermione arguing took Corey's place. A caption was underneath it but the text was too small to read. "Can you enlarge the caption?"

Belle did so.

The text read, 'Although they seem to fight constantly, the love between Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley is obvious to all but them. The nature of their relationship has never been made public before but a reliable source has confirmed their affection for one another.

Good friend to both parties, Lavender Brown stated, "Well it's so obvious! I don't know why he would go for her though; I mean she's not even that pretty! Her liking him on the other hand is understandable! What's not to like, I mean I did and that's saying something because I'm very selective! They are totally going out, even though they won't admit it to anyone! Even after I caught them together so many times!" '

"WHAT?" Hermione screeched. "How could she? We aren't going out…"

"Yet," Ginny mumbled.

"Ginny! Well technically we aren't! It's not like he even asked me or anything!"

"Don't worry he will!" Ginny told her. "When he builds up the courage, that is! Hey is there a profile on me?"

"Lets see…" Belle said. A profile on Ginny Minerva Weasley replaced Hermione's one. The same categories came up as before and they looked through a few of them.

"Anything else you want to know?" Belle inquired when they were done.

"Yep! WHAT CAN'T BE HELPED!"

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