An Auror's Mission: The Never Ending Battle
TruthbeTold
Chapter Three: Run and Hide
Ginny was packing and angrily packing at that. Her clothes whizzed overhead at violent speeds and into her suitcase. Draco ducked and offendingly speedy boot and crossed the room to where Ginny stood with her back turned to him.
" Do you think you could tone it down a bit? I personally wouldn't fancy a pair of your knickers round my head, Weaslette." He asked sincerely as he untwisted himself from a scarf that seemed dead set on strangling him. He couldn't resist using her old nick name it'd been years since he'd last said it. Ginny turned to face him sharply. Draco, focusing on her, instead of Ginny's flying belongings, was hit rather unscrupulously by a passing purse.
"Dear Lord, Did you catch his plates?" He asked jokingly as Ginny surveyed him with an elegant brow raised. "Obliviously not."
"You called me Weaslette." She said flatly.
"I'm aware of that. Do you mind or would you rather me refer to as Ambassador Ginerva, Senator Weasley maybe, or you High Ambassadorness?" Draco asked sarcastically as he narrowly avoided a rogue pair of socks and bent low in a mocking half bow.
"No, Weaslette is just fine. I just haven't heard it in a long time that's all." She stated a small smile graced her lips. She turned again closing one of her suitcases as a cloak zoomed in quickly folding itself on top. *Ferret. * She thought vindictively.
"I don't like this run and hide plan and frankly I find it cowardly and a waste of my time. Amelia and I have worked for two years to make sure there would not be and army made. Now, when it come to the final vote, when I am most needed, I'm forced to hide out like a bloody convict!" Ginny ranted looking for the cloak she'd just closed in the suitcase. Giving up, she snapped the other suitcase shut and sat down with a sigh on the bed and looked down at her hands disappointedly.
"The High Counsel and the Mistress of Magic think it best you are hidden for your own protection." Draco argued calmly, leaning on the far wall and folding his arms across his chest.
"I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm twenty two and they still refuse to treat me like a grown woman." Ginny said her fists clenching and unclenching.
"Shacklebolt and the older aurors still treat me like a kid. Bolt and Moody mostly." Draco said as if agreeing with her.
"Nobody sees I've grown up." They said at the same time. They looked up at each other.
" You've have grown up quite a lot since I last saw you." Draco announced looking at the ceiling as if it were the most intriguing thing he'd ever come across.
"So have you." Ginny replied. She suddenly found herself fixed in Draco's piercing gaze. It felt unsettling, wondering exactly what he was staring at.
"Draco, don't look at me like that." She told him firmly, standing.
"And why shouldn't I?" He asked in a slow drawl, his pewter eyes never wavering though amusement at her discomfort flickered briefly within them. He pushed himself off the wall and walked to Ginny, stopping only inches away.
"It makes me uncomfortable." She said just as firmly as before and stood her ground.
"Oh." He replied, one eyebrow arched as if silently laughing to himself, but he obediently averted his eyes.
"What is Shacklebolt doing?" Ginny asked trying desperately to change the subject.
"He is speaking with the Order and Dumbledore at this very moment. Trying to get permission to dig around in the Ministry and see just whose so willing to try and rub out some Senators. When he's found them you can come back and vote against the army."
Order Headquarters
"There is someone within the Ministry that wants the Senator dead, someone on the inside." Dumbledore was saying. "Only a ministry worker could get information as to where she was sent after her decoy was killed at the Ministry's Second Entrance. Only the Mistress of Magic and the Order itself will know where we are sending her next."
"Where's she offt'er," Alastor Moody growled. He sat at a table surrounded by hand chosen members of the Order.
"I assume you're sending her to stay with Hermione and her family in Breeone." Remus said half answering and half questioning. "After all that is Ms. Weasley's home nation and if she's staying with Hermione she couldn't be safer."
"You are correct Remus, in assuming we are sending her there. She'll be comfortable and safe. Master Malfoy will accompany her as an escort and guard while she is away from the senate capital. Kingsley and Tonks I expect you two to find out what's going on within the ministry. I want this person or organization found and stopped. We've lost enough Weasleys in our time." Dumbledore said putting the tips of his fingers together and staring out at the group of highly trained men and women. Each one of them had gone rigid remembering their fallen friends. Tonks nodded gravely as did Kingsley. "This meeting is adjourned." Dumbledore said dismissing them all. As the room cleared Kingsley stayed behind for a word with Dumbledore.
"Do you think it wise to trust Draco with something such as this?" The man asked quietly his dark eyes doubtful.
"Why Kingsley I would trust Draco with my life." The elderly man answered smirking at having mirrored a similar conversation he had with a colleague many years ago.
"That's what I was afraid of Albus." Kingsley sighed rubbing his forehead almost anxiously, almost because Aurors never were anxious or didn't show it if they were. And Kingsley Mansfeld Shacklebolt was an excellent auror.
"Why so negative all of the time my old friend? Young Master Malfoy will take care of the Ms. Weasley of that I'm sure. They have a lot in common though I doubt they notice it at the time. It should make things quite easy for them when they do realize their likenesses. Lemon drop?" Dumbledore replied holding out a jar of the sugary sweets that had appeared from the folds of his thick robes.
"Uh…No thanks Albus. The Senator seem to have an undesired affect on my partner."
"Oh, do tell."
"His thought is often compromised. It seems he has a small "thing" for the Senator."
"Really? And I though that only happened to Mr. Finnigan and Mr. Thomas. It appears Ms. Weasley is found quite stunning, no pun intended, to all of our young male aurors. I believe that it is unlikely his "compromised" thoughts could be dangerous to either of them at the moment, but I'll keep an eye on them."
Later on Refugee Travel
AN: Train
Ginny hugged Marceleez tightly, another friend another decoy.
"You take good care of her Clearus." She said over her friends shoulder. Her head of guard nodded.
"I will Ginerva." He replied gruffly.
Ginny wiped tears away from Marceleez's cheeks. "Oh, don't cry Eleez. You'll be fine."
"It's not me I'm worried about Gin. It's you. What if they find out that you've left the Senate Capitol?" Marceleez whispered worriedly.
"Don't you fret about me Miss El. I've got an Auror all to myself. Draco will take good care of me and if necessary I'll protect him," Ginny said with a grin. Marceleez smiled tearfully.
Kingsley stepped forward.
"Senator the train is leaving soon you should get on board. Albus sent two houselves to accompany you. I believe you know them already. Dobby and Winky." Kingsley said pushing the two houselves out in front of him.
"Yes, I remember them quite well actually." Ginny said smiling warmly. She knelt down to look at the two. Dobby was dressed in a shabby brown robe that was two sizes two big for him and dragged in the dirt. Winky was dressed in robes similar to Ginny's patched earthy green ones, but in mud brown and had her large ears folded under a spotty kerchief she had tied about her head. Dobby gave her a toothy smile and somehow managed to free his tiny hand from his surplus amount of sleeve and offered it to her. She took it and he shook her hand excitedly.
"Dobby and Winky is glad to sees you again Lil Weazy. Master said we is to help you and my old master escape." Dobby whispered. "But Master says, he says, we is supposed to do it quiet like." He looked around as if searching for eavesdropper with his giant tennis ball eyes. Winky nodded quietly with a hiccup.
"Hey Weaslette, we should be going." Draco said softly, picking up both of their luggage. He watched her stand and embrace her friend in a sisterly hug once more. Kingsley muttered to him.
"Keep your eyes open Draco, and preferably on business. Keep her safe and remember no contact with the Order. We'll contact you."
"Yes, Bolt, I know. Take care of yourself old man."
"You too kid." Kingsley replied, then to Ginny. "Take good care of my partner Miss."
"I will. " Ginny laughed. The warning whistle blew. Ginny took Winky's hand in hers and Dobby's hand in the other so they wouldn't get separated in the bustling station.
"This is my first time out alone in years. I haven't been without entourage since I was made Senator. I'm scared." Ginny mumbled to Draco. Her large brown eyes wide. "Aren't you? This is your first mission off on your own after all."
"A little." Draco said in admittedly. "But don't worry." He said with a wink and looked down at the two tiny being clutched to Ginny's hands. "We have the houselves with us."
AN: Alright, that's it for chapter three. Tell me if it's any good. Sorry it took so long to post I've been dreadfully busy.