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"It's interesting don't you think?" He asked as he turned to his partner, his blonde brows furrowed over his icy eyes, though they didn't give of that cold feeling they once did years ago. His broad frame was leaned up against a bookcase along the far wall of the office the two shared, as his arms were loosely at his sides while he watched his red-headed partner search through her things.

"What?" She asked, only paying him half her attention, as she was far more focused on looking for her pen in the mess that was atop her desk. The brown wood of the desktop wasn't even visible, except in one spot where a picture frame was sitting on the corner. She didn't notice him nearing her, until his hand came into her view, and pushed a stack of papers to the side to uncover her pen sitting beneath them.

Only when her pen was in her right hand, ready to write, did she notice that in her frantic search for that pen, she misplaced her notes as well. Sighing, she peered up at icy blue eyes looking down at her. The icy blue was more like sky blue when the two were alone, because his face wasn't knotted up in a smirk when they were alone.

"What's interesting, Draco?" Ginny gave up and set her pen down before she leaned back in her chair, in an attempt to relax. Out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but to eye his neat desk across the office from hers. All the papers were in one nice neat stack on one side of the desk, while a small pen holder was on a corner, leaving his dustless desktop free of mess.

"Well, everything really," He answered as he looked into her brown eyes. "I mean, look at us," He turned his body and motioned to the window that over looked a rather busy corner in muggle London. "It's… ironic as well. That these idiot Death Eaters spent their lives arguing that half bloods weren't worthy enough to live among pure bloods, but here we are, in our muggle based office, looking for various Death Eaters and their victims."

"Draco," Ginny shook her head. While the two had certainly come far since the relationship they had during school, they often found themselves on opposite sides of any topic. "Most Death Eaters didn't actually believe that, you know. Most of them did what they did out of desperation and some even out of love."

"I'm sorry?" Draco rose an eye brow at his partner, not quite sure he had heard her correctly.

"Most of these Death Eaters I want to find aren't the ones that actually believed in their cause, Draco. There's a reason why Project Lost only goes after certain ones." She reminded him of what he already knew. "Most of these Death Eaters were powerful witches and wizards, both magically and politically, whom Voldermolt had simply approached with a wand and threatened. They only served him for their lives, and most of them have never even committed a murder in their service. They are the ones we're looking for because they still have a place in the magical world, but they're too afraid to come back to it, because of what they know they are."

"Well if they didn't believe, they should've just fought. If they were so powerful, they could've fought against him." Draco argued the obvious, making Ginny only smile and shake her head.

"Not everybody is as strong inside as they are with a wand, Draco." She told him, and paused slightly to watch his reaction. "Look at Harry. His parents fought, and they died. He was lucky to get out."

"He was destined."

"And the Longbottoms?" Ginny asked. "They fought. But not all of them do. It doesn't mean they all believed in it."

"They left their son without sane parents." Draco replied.

"So they should've followed Voldermolt when he came for them?" Ginny countered, leaving him without anything to say. "You know all of this Draco, already. We founded Project Lost, together. You know why we look for these people, and you know they're stories. I'm sure you've got every case memorized, just like I do." She looked up at him, and could almost see his thoughts flying past his eyes.

"Of course I do," He shrugged, almost as if he were trying to play it off the way he played everything off during their school days. "I just wanted to hear what you had to say." He explained before turning to walk to his side of the office and take his seat behind his desk.

"Except, the way I remember it, Project Lost was founded to find your brother." Draco pointed out after he'd taken his seat, and the two were seated directly across from each other, well into each other's firing range.

"Yes, looking for Ron has always been a priority, but that was years ago, Draco. That was before I'd learned about Missy Elliot, and the Evans family, and David Scotts, and Samantha Bane." She named off several Death Eaters whom she and Draco had found themselves and helped back to their feet in the magical world. "That was before I knew that some Death Eaters were only afraid. It doesn't make what they did any more right, but most of them never really did anything wrong, either. Some of them had children, Draco. Small children they had to protect. Not every child lives like Harry does, you know."

"There's a hearing tomorrow at the Ministry for Missy Elliot, by the way." He told her, moving on to their work. He was looking down at his desk, going through his files on his desk, until he found one labeled 'Missy Elliot'. When he looked up, Ginny was frantically going through every paper on her desk, searching for her own file.

"A hearing?" She finally repeated. "For what?" Ginny sounded outraged as she finally pulled a folder from the mess on her desk. When she opened it to the first page, she read to herself, before she looked up at Draco.

"She threatened several Order Members during the war," Draco answered.

"Threatened?" Ginny scoffed as she rolled her eyes. "I'll bet nobody bothered to find out if her threats were hollow or true, right? Order members?" She continued rambling even as she looked up at Draco across the room from her. "We're Order Members, Draco."

"She held a wand at two of their throats."

"She had three children, two of whom were killed by Voldermolt himself when she herself was an Order Member." Ginny's eyes stared into Draco's as she recited the case without even glancing at the folder. "Plus she used two curses on those two Order Members, who happened to be the only ones who knew how to defend themselves against it. Do you think it happened to work out that way? That nobody was killed, or so much as even scratched? They were her friends, Draco. And she loved them, but she has a daughter. She's going to Hogwarts next year. What will happen to her if her mother goes to Azkaban this year?"

"Save it for the hearing, Gin." Draco told her, knowing Ginny tended to take very case personally, unlike his own feelings towards their work. "We're both summoned to the hearing anyway, as are the two Order Members."

"Where is her daughter?" Ginny asked.

"Staying with Missy's sister." He answered and she only nodded. When a knock came at the door, she looked up to see Draco had an equally confused look on his face. He rose from his seat to go to the door, before he was even half way to the door, it opened a woman came running into the office frantically.

"Hermione?" Ginny rose to her feet immediately as the woman looked around the room, holding a green file in her hand. Draco and Ginny had seen the file, and both knew what Green meant.

"I found him," Hermione held the Death Eater's folder out for either one to take, but Draco was first to reach it. Ginny went to Hermione instead as Draco flipped it open as fast as he could. "He showed up in the hospital two days ago, and his mark was recognized by one of the nurses, but nobody could catch him. By the time the Ministry was behind him, he was gone, but two agents had seen him yesterday, and followed him through Muggle London."

"Muggle London?" Ginny questioned.

"We were sure you two would be there immediately, but you never showed, so they went through both of your files to find somebody to contact in case of emergency, but when they went through yours, Draco," Hermione stopped as she turned to him. He was reading last few pages of the file, before he looked up again.

"They IDed him as my father." Draco sighed and Hermione nodded.

"When they saw your name, and his description, they contacted me." Hermione explained. "Apparently I'm your person to contact in case of emergency."

"No, you're only second." Draco shook his head, and both women found themselves smiling at his charm.

"Well where did they follow him to?" Ginny asked.

"A bar in northern London." Draco answered. "Then they lost him."

"Well, that's helpful." Ginny commented. "We can have a witch out there to spot for us, but he likely won't return there if he knew he was spotted."

"Unless it's his place of residence." Draco responded.

"That's what I thought." Hermione agreed. "We would've had him yesterday, but both of you were gone. Where were you two? I was sure you'd have heard instantly. It was all anybody was talking about, even in the ministry."

"We were on assignment elsewhere." Draco answered as Ginny turned away from Hermione, to walk to her desk. She went to retrieve a file, but Hermione felt Ginny was only trying to hide her face.

"Right," Hermione nodded, before she laughed and shook her head. "Egypt?"

"Greece." Draco corrected.

"The Ministry will shut you down if they learn that you're involved." Hermione explained as Ginny whipped around.

"We're not involved, Hermione." She said strongly while Draco's eyes found themselves peering down at his father's case file once more. "Besides, the Minister would do well to remember that Project Lost has no ties to the Ministry, other than ones of pure necessity to exist. Draco and I founded it, and we will run according to how we see fit. He'd also do very well to remember, that we saved his son's life last year. So if he were to ever think that under any circumstances that Draco and I were involved in any manor other than strictly business, he should seriously reconsider."

"Everything is taken so personal, Gin," Draco pointed out without looking up at her. "Relax a little. I'm sure the Minister was just misinformed about us."

"Right." Ginny's voice held such sarcasm, that it even left Draco without response. "That, or he's a complete idiot."

"Just, remember, Ginny, that it is against Ministry Law for two partnering agents to be romantically involved." Hermione explained. "And it's only because such a relationship can cause some to break protocol. If one of you were taken, the other might act on personal feelings rather than professional reasoning, which what the Ministry has to avoid at all costs."

"We're not involved, Hermione." Ginny only repeated herself. "Besides, most partners tend to be close anyway. It doesn't take a romantic relationship to make one act of personal feelings."

"No, but personal feelings cause complications. Just be careful, is all I'm saying." She told them before she walked out of the office.

When the door had closed behind Hermione, Draco closed the case file and reached out to hand it to Ginny. She had taken it, looking straight into his eyes, but she threw it behind her without even reading the name on the file.

"She's right." Draco spoke softly, and Ginny sighed as she started to turn away. She was stopped as she felt Draco's hand on her waist, his body behind hers. He turned her around, and took steps forward, pushing her back, until she was against the wall and his body.

"We're not together, Draco."

"Fine," he agreed, "We're not, it doesn't matter. But if somebody held a wand to your head, do you think I'll be calmly filling out fucking paperwork to send to the ministry?" He spoke sharply as he looked down into her eyes. It was one of those rare moments when his eyes were icy, and her face was set in a scowl. They were looking at each other the way they had in school. However the feelings behind their actions were anything but the same as when they were in school.

"That won't happen," She assured him with a soft voice, that made her face sudden go soft, while she reached up with her right hand to brush his blonde locks from his sky blue eyes. "Project Lost doesn't deal with stressful situations, Draco. We're never in cross fire."

"We're almost never in cross fire." He corrected softly as his eyes shut. He leaned, down, his forehead pressing against hers. "If we go after my father, it's almost inevitable that we'll find ourselves in cross fire. And he's the only thing we have, Ginny, that'll lead to Ron. He's the only one that knows, but he might be the one that ends us."

"He won't end Project Lost, Draco. Don't be ridiculous."

"No, Ginny, but he could end me and you." Draco answered as he finally opened his eyes. Before she had the chance to point out that they were not together, Draco leaned in and pressed their lips together in a kiss that started out as merely lips on lips, until It progressed into a passionate, desperate, breathless attempt at savoring what could very well be the last of them all.