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Lune Soleil

Slytherish

Title Lune Soleil

Author: Samantha Riddle aka Slytherish

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J.K. Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Oh, and it has some Order of the Phoenix Spoilers.

Summary: Ginny Weasley has always been stereotyped as the youngest, innocent Weasley. No one in her family seems to understand her, and she secretly wishes for her chance to show them the truth. When she's captured by Death Eaters, her new backbone is put to the test. Why does Lord Voldemort want her? What does it have to do with her first year at Hogwarts?

Meanwhile Draco Malfoy is asked to gain Ginny's trust and watch her in between her 'lessons' with Lord Voldemort. When he's not frustrating himself with thoughts of Ginny, who is the only girl who manages to make him speechless, Draco is worried about his now broken family. Determined to make sure his mother is happy, Draco must turn against his father.

But what happens when a love forms between them, and suddenly the most important issue at hand is how can they stay together forever? Will Draco break away from Voldemort? Will Ginny turn on her family?

Notes: Yet another chapter. I liked the first part of this, but I thought I did a rush job of the second part. I've been working on the plot for the sequel, I'll tell you more about it when I get the chance. By the way, thanks so much for all your wonderful reviews.

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Chapter Fourteen: And the Moon Tells All

Draco and Snape reappeared outside of a dusty and old looking building, in what seemed to be a muggle community. Looking at the numbers on the doors, Draco read eleven, twelve, and thirteen, but it was the number twelve that had gotten his attention. There was a silver doorknocker in the form of a twisted serpent.

Draco glanced over at Snape who was apparently ignoring him as he walked up to the door and tapped it with his wand twice. The door gently creaked open and Snape motioned for Draco to follow. He did, as quietly as he could while taking in as much of his surroundings as possible.

The hallway they entered was very dark, even though it was early morning. There were old-fashioned gas lamps along the walls, along with the peeling wallpaper and aged portraits. The ceiling held a chandelier. This chandelier was shaped like a serpent.

There was a door at the far end of the hall, and it opened, a large red haired woman hurrying out. Her eyes were wide and rather red as if she had been crying for a very long time.

"Where is she?" The woman demanded, "Where's my daughter?"

"She was supposed to be with Arthur and Remus," Snape said curtly, "have they not arrived?"

The woman, who Draco now knew was Ginny's mother suddenly let out a howl, her hands flying up to her face as she began to sob uncontrollably. The door opened yet again and a balding red haired man, Draco knew as Ginny's father, flew to the woman's side and tried to comfort her as another man, with graying hair and a tired expression on his, joined them in the hallway. Draco recognized him as his old Defense against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Lupin.

"What's wrong?" Lupin asked, "Where's Ginny?"

"I thought she was with you Lupin," Snape coldly told him, "She was supposed to meet up with you two."

"She didn't," Arthur said, "We thought she was with you when you came towards us. But..." He trailed off and three pairs of eyes looked at Draco.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Lupin questioned, "What...?"

"I will explain it, if we go someplace better to talk. I don't think standing in the hallway, with Potter and his friends staring at us from the stairs is sufficient." Snape snapped.

Mr. Weasley quickly began to help the crying Mrs. Weasley to the kitchen, and Lupin waved Potter, Weasley, and Granger off shaking his head. Snape started off towards the kitchen without another glance at Draco. For a moment he just stood there in the hallway, dumbstruck. Then Lupin looked at him.

"Why don't you come in too," He suggested. Draco shrugged but followed. Lupin brought him through the door that he had appeared from, and down a staircase into a floor into basement kitchen. It was just as dark as the rest of the house.

Snape, the two Weasley's and another group of people which Draco didn't know where sitting around a long wooden table. There was a witch with bright pink hair; a man who was dressed in what look liked patched up rags, a tall black wizard who had a gold hoop through his ear, and a tall red haired boy with long hair. Lupin joined them and motioned for Draco to sit down as well. Draco obeyed, ignoring the looks he was being given.

"Where is she?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "Where's my baby?"

Draco wanted to know where Ginny was too. He felt uneasy, he thought she knew to leave as fast as possible. Thats when what Snape said as they were leaving floated back into his head. There had been Death Eaters there... Ginny. He felt sick. He was where she was supposed to be, and she was where he was. It was all wrong.

"We don't know," Snape said harshly, "She must have not made it out of the house before the Death Eaters arrived. But we have something that can help us get her back."

"What?" Arthur Weasley asked.

Snape motioned to Draco, "Him." All the eyes at the table turned and looked at him. He felt the heat rise in his face. He looked at the table determinedly.

"He's Lucius's son," Arthur muttered, "He's a Death Eater."

"By blood," Draco said quietly, "I am his son. By nothing else." Snape gave him a hard look that told him to shut up.

"Lucius is dead," Snape told the table. There was an intake of breath around it; "He and Voldemort were threatening Draco here that if he didn't do what they wanted him to they'd kill Narcissa. Draco did something Lucius didn't like, and he killed Narcissa. Draco in turn, killed Lucius. Voldemort will kill Draco if he gets his hands on him."

"What does this have to do with Ginny?" Arthur demanded.

"Voldemort assigned Draco to watch Ginny, and to gain her trust. He has indeed gained more then Ginny's trust. Draco knows what Voldemort is up to when it comes to Ginny better then I do. He can tell us a lot of information and even where they could be holding her."

"Well then," Lupin said looking at Draco, "Tell us Draco...."

Draco gave Snape a look. Why should he just openly give information to the Order? What would they do to him when they were finished? Lock him up? Didn't he have certain rights as a captured Death Eater? He lowered his gaze to the table and didn't say anything.

"Draco," Snape said very coldly, "tell us."

"What are you going to do with me once I tell you? Send me to Azkaban?"

"Of course not," Lupin said very kindly, "If you have changed sides and are willing to help us and work with us we'd never do anything of the sort." The man who looked as if he was wearing rags snorted. "We want to help you Draco even if that is difficult for you to believe. I know trusting adults must be very hard for you-"

"Fine I'll tell you but because of Ginny, not because I believe I'll just be set free." Draco interrupted. The witch with bright pink hair tipped over her cup of coffee, Draco waited until she had cleaned it up with her wand before continuing.

"Sorry," She muttered.

"Somehow, he knew about Ginny when she really young. She knew she had great potential and would be powerful. She he gave orders to my fa- Lucius, he gave order to Lucius to slip her the diary in her first year at Hogwarts. We all know how that turned out. But Voldemort had to put some of himself inside Ginny when he forced her to do all those things- so just like Potter, Ginny has powers inside of her that Voldemort himself has."

Mrs. Weasley gasped, her hands going to her mouth, "He.... My baby...oh Ginny!"

"But he planed it this time," Draco continued loudly over Mrs. Weasley, "He said that Ginny had that potential that he once had and would make a perfect heir, all he had to do is train her. And that's what he's doing. He asked me to watch her, gain her trust and make her believe in our ways. My life depended on her being in Voldemort's hands. She still is, so now that I think about it, that's not why he'll kill me if he gets his hands on me."

It seemed no one really cared about Draco right now (which annoyed him), the important thing would be retrieving Ginny. The tall black wizard spoke up through the silence of the table.

"But he needs her, so he won't hurt her... we have time to come up with a better plan to get her back."

"No, he won't kill her." Draco corrected hotly, "but there are plenty of ways of hurting someone and making them believe all sorts of things concerning it."

"Ginny's strong," Arthur said shortly; "She won't fall for that sort of rubbish."

Draco hesitated. There was something Voldemort could use against Ginny besides her family, something that was new and fresh and something that was certain- Draco was wanted dead. "Your right she is," He told them, "But he could say he'll kill you lot if she doesn't do what he says... or... me." Snape made a quick movement with his hand but Draco ignored him.

"What do you mean you?" The bright pink haired girl asked.

"I told you, I gained her trust.... More so really." He chose his words very carefully. They could believe whatever they wanted by what he said, he didn't really care.

"Right," Lupin said calmly, "Thank you Draco... why don't I take you upstairs to a room..."

"I'll do it!" The bright pink haired woman exclaimed, springing up her chair moving backward and knocking over a small statue of a serpent. Lupin sighed.

"All right Tonks, go on... make sure you put the locks up."

"You think I'll kidnap Potter and make a run for it then?" Draco sneered.

Arthur said quietly, "You are Lucius's-"

"Right! Just because I'm related to that scum you think I'm capable of doing just what he does!" Draco shouted, "Just because I was forced into becoming a Death Eater and I'm wanted dead by that lot, I'm still an enemy of yours?"

"Its a precaution Draco," Lupin told him softly, "Spies are dangerous and we don't need any, thats how people get killed."

"Fine," He snapped standing up and walking towards the doorway. The woman called Tonks quickly joined him as he mounted the stairs.

"So you did in Lucius huh?" She asked.

"Yeah," Draco muttered. She looked as if she was going to ask more about it, but then closed her mouth.

They had arrived at the top of the stairs, and Tonks lead him down the hallway, past a pair of moth eaten curtains and up another flight of stairs. Tonks stopped at the second landed, and went don another hallway, and gloomily, Draco followed.

"I wouldn't say anything to Arthur or Molly about you having feelings with their daughter," Tonks said suddenly as she stopped by a door.

"W. What?" Draco asked surprised, "What are you talking about?" He added pretending he didn't know what she was on about.

Tonks smiled, "I could see it in your eyes when you said you gained more then her trust." She motioned to the door. "That's your room." She tapped the door with her wand, and with one last look at Draco walked back downstairs.

Draco stared after her for a few seconds, wondering if it really was obvious that he was love with Ginny. He looked at the ground and sighed, hoping that at the very least Ginny wasn't physically harmed in anyway. Just as he turned to open the door, a door across the hall opened wildly. Draco turned his head in mild curiosity.

It seemed as if Ron Weasley had overhead Tonks and Draco and for the past few moments Harry Potter and Hermione Granger had been forcefully holding him back. Now however, they had to have let go, and Ron was rushing at Draco with such a bright shade of red on his face, Draco compared him to a radish.

"Well hello Weasel," Draco greeted with a smirk, "and would you look at that, the Mudblood and Potty as well." Ron lunged at him, and Draco took a step to the right at just the perfect time. Ron went crashing to the floor in a heap. Draco shook his head at him. "You're a disgrace."

Potter and Granger were already rushing to Ron's side to help him up. "Don't go near my sister Malfoy," Ron was howling as they held him back again once he was on his feet, "Don't go anywhere near her."

"At the moment I really can't, not unless I want to be sleeping with the worms... and I certainly don't feel like joining Potty's parents today."

Harry dropped Ron and made a step towards Draco, but Hermione reached out to stop him. "No, it's what he wants- Ron stop! Harry, don't!"

Draco leaned against the wall idly, "You know Weasel, Ginny is a remarkable young woman. And an amazing kisser-"

"Maybe you should shut up about my sister before I beat your nose in!" Ron ranted.

"Maybe you should snog that Mudblood," Draco taunted.

"Maybe you should sod off Malfoy!" Harry snapped.

"Did I hit a soft spot then? I didn't know you liked people with bushes for heads Potter."

"Look Malfoy," Hermione said angrily, "We're stuck in this house with you, and we want to know what is going on with Ginny. You obviously know more then we do and I think for the sake of her, you should at least tell us what's going on."

"Hmm... Tell you, or tell you not... what a hard decision. Oh wait, now I got it! No," Draco turned around and pushed open his door. Ron bolted forward and stopped him.

"Don't ever, touch my sister again." He said dangerously.

"Not a problem, I prefer kissing her anyway, you know she tastes like-"

"Stop!" Harry exclaimed, he was slightly pale, "I'd prefer not to have the details of Ginny kissing a snake like you."

"Yeah, I wonder what your great father said about all this?" Ron asked with a smirk.


Draco brought his face very close to Ron's. His eyes were blazing with dangerous venom. "My father was just as bad as the Dark Lord in so many ways. Yet, I was able to kill him... easily. Don't make my next victim you."

He didn't wait for a reply; he pushed Ron aside and slipped into the room shutting the door. It was then, as soon as he was sure the trio had left the outside of the door that he finally shed the tears that had been building up inside him.