The Overlord's Handbook

Rule One

Ginny tossed back her mane of crimson hair. Draco smiled at the habit. Even with her altered appearance she was the two girls he had falled in love with.

Ginny caught him staring and returned the scrutiny, putting a hand to her hair. "What?"

"Nothing. I just missed you, is all."

Ginny smiled and kissed him quickly. "Five years is a long time, love."

Draco nodded. "Much too long, if you ask me."

GInny laughed, "Three hours would be too long for you, love."

Draco laughed back and kissed her again.

"Ahem."

They broke the kiss to look slightly abashed at Blaise, who was looking aggrevated, Luna, who was looking her normal dreamy sedate, and the centaur, who had introduced himself as Foaly.

"Sorry. It's been a while."

Blaise softened slightly. He remembered long nights talking with Draco via floo about Ginny and life on the run.

"Just try to stay focused. I know it's been a while since you got some but this concerns you too."

"Not really. I give you full permission to bomb the damn manor. I have enough in my personal account to build several mansions, not to mention the half of my parents estate that will come to me when Dad's Magical will perceives his death. Sounds fine to me."

Ginny raised her eyebrows appreciatively. "I wouldn't think you'd have much time to amass any wealth."

"Oh, but I did. I changed about half my money into Muggle coinage and started dealing in stock. It's actually sinfully easy to earn money that way if you have someone who knows what they're talking about. Nott used to talk about it a lot. How is he, by the way?" This was to Blaise, who was back to looking annoyed.

"Engaged to Pansy, last we spoke."

"Hmm. I'll have to send him my condolences. Now that I'm not a wanted felon or anything so drastic."

"As I was saying," Blaise hissed. "You still have the problem of your mother and Aunt Sabrina."

"Aunt Sabrina? Dad's sister? I thought she tried to kill him years ago? And isn't she in some mental institute? Visions or something like that, right?" Draco demanded.

"She was. She was in the permenant ward at St. Mungros until your father kidnapped her and took her to your manor." Blaise paused for a moment to let this sink in. He could tell Draco was still seriously considering letting his dad and aunt bite the big one together, so he played a trump card. "Your mother's there too."

Draco winced, staggering back ward slightly. Ginny grabbed his arm, steadying him gently. Draco closed his eyes in pain. His dad... that was no loss to society there. His Aunt... well he hardly knew her. While he admired her for her attempts against his father, he knew her insanity would never be fully cured while the man lived. But his mother... He loved his mother. She was amazing. She was the reason he could actually care for anyone. She was everything he had wanted to be.

Ginny touched his shoulder gently. "I'll help."

Draco smiled tenderly at her. Yeah, his mum was worth saving.

"So how do we do this?"

Blaise glanced at Foaly who fixed his hat. "Well, we need someone to infiltrate the Malfoy Manor and get us an inside line on what's going on in there."

"Alright. Then?"

"Well, then we figure out a nice plan for dealing with this. We'd like to manage this with little casualties. Excepting maybe your father, no offense."

"None taken. But just who are you exactly?"

"Have you ever heard of the Lower Elements Police?"

Draco frowned as a bell rang in the recesses of his mind. "I think so. Fairies and the ilk, right?"

"You got it. Your family has a few Fairy trinkets. Of no use to anyone but a fairy because only a child could actually use them properly. However, we'd be willing to offer our help if you gave them back."

"If they're so important, why don't you just get them? I'm sure Holly isn't that busy." GInny asked.

Foaly blinked. "You know Holly?"

Ginny shrugged. "Kinda. I kicked Artemis's ass back in grade school."

Draco shot her a smile.

"Holly is our best, now that the bureaocratic gits have hired her back on. But she's a little preoccupied." Foaly said, blushing.

"With what?"

"Her... uh... honeymoon."

Ginny stared at him for a second then laughed. "Sorry. Just the idea of Holly getting married is a little far fetched."

"Stranger things have happened." Draco pointed out, slipping his hand around hers. "In any case, why don't I just go in?" He asked.

"Well... your dad kinda... wants to kill you."

(A/N: Here you all go! Hope you like it!