They managed to walk straight through one of the many entrances on the south side of the building and crept through the halls. Knowing from memory where the common room was located, Bellatrix lead them through more empty halls until they got to the door. "follow my lead Granger. You will not talk, move or breathe without my consent here". Hermione didn't have time to reply before they walked through he door. There were a few Slytherin's seated by the fire, two of them completely oblivious. It was the third and oldest in the room to turn and noticed the figures walking through the door. A clear surprise on his face, he raised a brow and followed with a grin. "well look at this. Bellatrix... Lestrange if I remember rightly. Magic history was never my forte". He stood to face then and nodded from his head before noticing Hermione behind her. "and Hermione Granger! If it wasn't for the constant gossip of your betrayal I would have never known". He clapped and gestured for the others to be busy. "how can I help you both?" He asked in a gentlemanly tone. Hermione recognised him but didn't care to remember who.