***Here is the newest one and I think it's even better than the last one. I'm hoping that after work I'll be able to post it. Can't get on the damn site. Well anyway there is a new character in this chapter. He belongs to me as does the plot and oh yeah Casey. Just anything that you don't recognize is mine. The newbie is important to what happened before and most definitely what will happen. So don't hate him too much because you will see more of him. Yeah...Bentley! Okay so read it because I promise you'll like it.***
"He doesn't know where she is," Hermione whispered to Harry.
"Hmm?" he asked engrossed in the rolls of parchment in front of him. "What's the matter honey?"
"Harry," she said a little bit more firmly. "Ginny is gone again, and Malfoy doesn't know where she is."
"Okay. Just send him an owl and tell him that she's safe here." Hermione sighed deeply. He wasn't paying attention.
"That's just it Harry. Ginny's not here either."
Finally he looked up with a frown already on his face. He was slowly taking in what she had just said. If Ginny wasn't at her own camp and she wasn't here then...he paled. Hermione seemed to think the same thing as she bit down on her bottom lip.
"Please don't tell me," he trailed off. She shrugged lightly.
"I don't know, but I know this is not going to be good."
"Mione," he said getting to his feet. "If she's there it'll be a lot worse than not good."
"I know," she sighed. "Unfortunately I know."
She kept her hood up as she walked further into the camp. Voices whispered as she passed, but she kept her head low so they couldn't see her face. She's not supposed to be here. Not after what happened between him and her. Dumbledore doesn't even want her to step foot in these place or set sights on the man that runs it.
The camp nor his tent isn't familiar territory yet she made her way to the largest one there. Like all male leaders theirs has to be the biggest. She nearly cracked a smile as she entered the furthest one away. Instantly she was greeted with warmth and a light laugh.
"Gin dear," a deep voice welcomed. "Long time no see love."
She pushed off the hood and allowed him to see her fully. Since the time that has passed she has matured even more into the breath taking woman she is now. Her confidence even here was like a slap in the face. He didn't allow her to see it. Instead he smiled and approached her.
"So why exactly do I owe the pleasure of this visit for? Not that I'm not delighted to see my Gin, but I think Malfoy would literally off himself if he knew you were here."
"You know me. I don't take well to his orders."
"No," he laughed and tilted her chin up to get a better angle to her eyes. "You never have."
He is all too familiar with those brandy eyes. They used to keep him sane when he wanted nothing more to quit. So many nights he would stay awake while she slept watching her waiting for those eyes to open. At one time they had love there for him. Not it's gone, but he's not sure what she has replaced it with.
"I've heard about the new seer." She smirked.
"Who in the hell hasn't?!" He smiled and dropped a kiss on her forehead. She stiffened a little not used to the contact anymore.
"Jocelyn is definitely a character. I knew you two would clash instantly. She is an acquired taste."
"Malfoy doesn't seem to have a problem with tasting her," she spat.
He frowned down at her feeling his heart plummet to his stomach again. Once upon a time he had suspected something had been going on between the two. They seemed to have more sexual tension than he could deal with. As her boyfriend he knew about the personal Ginny he only saw when they were alone. Bits and pieces of that woman would come out into the open when she was around the cocky blonde.
Now he is almost certain of her reasoning to be here. After all the Weasleys never drop by the other side's camp for a friendly visit. No, she's here because her heart is being crushed like his once was. She came here for help but there is nothing he can do about it. He doesn't know how to fix it. Not that she's going to about admit that as a problem.
"She couldn't get Potter, but she could get Malfoy?"
"Easier access. Harry is already taken and Malfoy isn't." He almost laughed right out loud. How could she saw something so absurd as that? Malfoy not being taken? The two blindest people in the entire world, he grumbled to himself.
"Listen Gin, I'm sure he's not really doing anything with her. Malfoy certainly isn't one of my favorite people." For biased reasons, he grumbled to himself. "But I know how he is. He doesn't want any sort of relationship while the war is going on."
Ginny looked up at her former boyfriend and gave him the most disbelieving look she could muster. He still has more power over her than she had thought. She didn't think it would be this difficult to look into his eyes again. After all he was the reason they broke apart.
"You should know better than that. It doesn't take being a relationship to have sex." He winced.
"That was a low blow Virginia."
"Let's not go there with low blows Bentley," she said knowingly. He held his hands up quickly in surrender.
"I should know better to watch my words around you."
"You should."
He gestured to his table and waited for her to sit. She looked at him throwing him a warning with her intense eyes before sitting. He wanted to swallow his tongue but sat down beside her. Being this close he could feel the power rolling off her. That had been one of the reasons he had been so attracted to her in the first place. Then there was that little absolute bonus that she's an amazing woman and not to mention beautiful.
"Can you go back?" he asked breaking the sudden silence. She shrugged nonchalantly as if she didn't really care. He knows she does though. She needs to go back.
"I don't know. Once he finds out that I'm not with Harry and Hermione he's going to think here next."
"Great," he mumbled. "He's going to come here isn't he Gin? With his wand pointed right at my neck." She shrugged again as if she didn't care about his well being. Her time with caring about it long ago surpassed.
"Virginia!" he cried. "Dammit the last thing I need right now is a pissed off not to mention jealous Malfoy."
"Jealous?! You need to stop that right now," she warned. He simply rolled his eyes telling her he's not about done.
"Why should I? You didn't see it because he never let you. Believe me when I say that your dear leader is more than just smitten with you Gin. The guy is going to fuckin kill me!"
Suddenly she pulled out her wand from her robe and pointed it at his neck. He didn't move. At one time he knew she wouldn't do a thing to hurt him. That was when they were an item. Long before he became a leader of his own camp. Not to mention before he joined the dark side.
"How about I beat him to the punch Bentley? Who will miss you this time? Which of my friends are you sleeping with now?!"
"Gin," he went to hold his hands up but by the slight movement she quickly shoved the wand harshly into his throat. "Okay! Okay!"
"Weasley!" an all too familiar voice rang out through the camp.
"Shit," Bentley hissed.
Ginny pushed the wand harder against his throat until she pierced the skin. He looked down as he felt the warm wet fluid run down his neck. Slowly he raised his head and met her eyes. She wasn't looking at him though. On the desk near the corner of the room is an invisibility cloak.
"You tell him I was here, and I will kill you."
He nodded and watched her yank her wand back as she flew across the room. She quickly threw the cloak on disappearing again right before his eyes. He stood and felt her run by the air swooshing as she made flight.
A second later after her departure from the tent Malfoy came bursting in. Behind him he had Potter, Granger, Weasley, and a quite a few other people from the camp he used to be a part of. All their wands were pointed directly at him. It wasn't even, but he didn't think it was the right moment to point that out.
Malfoy was the worst. He came crashing in and thrusted the wand immediately to the spot where Ginny's wand had just been. The blonde didn't seem to notice the blood, or better yet he probably didn't care.
"Where is she?!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't keep track of your girlfriends Malfoy." Draco pushed the tip of his wand into the fresh wound.
"Watch it Jamieson," he hissed. "I know she was here. Unless you've taken up self-mutilation as well as evil."
"You're the one to talk about being evil Malfoy. I talked to your father earlier today. You better sleep with your eyes open. He's not too fond of his son anymore."
"Don't worry about me," Draco spat. "What you need to worry about is your pathetic life right now. You tell me where she is, and I spare your life for now."
"Who're you looking for? I'm not familiar with a her." Draco wasn't enjoying the traitor's sarcasm.
"Weasley," he hissed. Bentley shrugged. He was very aware of the wand and what it could do, but he had been more afraid of Ginny's.
"See I don't know a Weasley. Not a she Weasley that is." With his head he gestured to Ron holding his wand steady pointed at Bentley's heart. "There's one." Draco clenched his jaw in frustration.
"Virginia," he hissed.
"Oh," he said knowingly. "You want to know where Gin is. Why didn't you just ask in the first place?" He shook his head and added an eye roll for good measures. "Did you forget where you are Malfoy? This isn't her tent. This is my camp and this," he raised his shoulder to point out the badge on his shoulder. "Isn't the calling card for the good side either."
"How long ago did she leave?"
"I think you wasted a trip here. You should go back home. She's probably already tucked into her bed and sleeping soundly. Really Malfoy! Did you even check her bed before you brought the posse with you?"
"Move out," Draco yelled out his eyes not leaving Bentley's. Behind him he could hear the sound of their departure.
"We're not through Jamieson. Believe me when I'm done with you you're going to wish she was merciful on you and killed you before you got this far." Bentley almost let the tremble visibly show.
"Ew a promise." Draco sneered.
"A threat."
***So what did I tell you? Liked it huh? Bentley is great huh?! Good guy turned bad. Happens to the best of them. I loved writing all the sarcasm and come backs. It's what I do best. More good stuff is coming so stay tuned. Of course I have this little thing called work, but I usually write late at night anyway while everyone is asleep. So R/R...Thanks Karnikiss.***