This is my newest Draco/Ginny fic Fire&Ice. Ginny goes dark instead of Draco going light in this fic. Thought it might be an interesting change.

Fire&Ice
Chapter 1
Departure

GPOV

It was chaos.

Death Eaters appearing all around on what was supposed to be a happy day for my family. I tore my wand out of its hiding place as I had stored it in my dress just incase, and started shooting hexs and curse at the masked people.

They dodged my feeble magic easily and kept on attacking the people I cared for. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Harry, Hermione, and Ron apperate away to start whatever mission Dumbldore had set for them before his untimely death in the spring.

I turned my attention back to the battle just in time duck under and miss an off target stream of red light heading my way. I hid behind an upturned table putting my hand outside every so often to send a few curses flying at the the cloaked figures.

A pale freckled hand reached out and grabbed me then. I turned startled but saw the face of Charlie. I got to my feet and ran with him to the shelter of my home.

"Stay here Ginny. You need to keep yourself hidden. I will be back soon." He said to me after pushing me through the open door of the Burrow.

I nodded my head and he slammed the door running back off into the destruction waiting just outside.

I watched as my family and friends faught off the Death Eaters, being able to do nothing to help made me feel more than alittle useless. I wanted to help. I wanted to fight, but Charlie told me to stay here, so here I stayed.

The battle did not last long after the Death Eaters had found their target was not there. One was hit directly with a jet of green light, and they all started to disappear.

I watched as the hooded and masked men disapperated into thin air, then ran out into the yard.

I ran to the twins first. They were back to back, wands still at the ready as if the Death Eaters would return at any second.

I looked around at the place that used to be for my brothers wedding and saw that the place was torn to pieces.

There were few bodies lying on the ground, I could not tell if they were merely stunned or worse. I scanned the grounds for flaming red hair. My dad was helping my mother out of some rubble that must have fallen at sometime during the battle. Other than a few cuts and scrapes they seemed fine. Scanning the grounds again I found Charlie bringing stunned victims back into a state of awareness and found my brother Bill holding a crying Fleur. She seemed unscathed but was shaking violently. I surpassed this off as shock.

I turned again to the twins behind me, they had no lowered their wands and were seeming to be taking in their surroundings.

Just before all this happened a patronus had came saying that the Minister of Magic was dead. No where would be safe. A Death Eater would no doubt be taking the space, and Dumbldore was dead, leaving Hogwarts unprotected.

We had finished cleaning the yard, and identifying the departed, making sure the proper family got the bodies. Luckily there were not many families to find.

The Burrow was silent the rest of the day. Some of us sat in the living room with our heads down deep in thought. Others were taking refugee in their rooms not speaking to anyone.

At 11 o'clock I left the silent living room and headed upstairs to bed.

I had nightmares of the jets of green light slamming into the faceless bodies of my families friends and I awoke in a cold sweat early the next morning.

I walked down the corridor and went to take a hot shower to calm my nerves.

By the time the water had grown cold most of the other Weasleys had awoken and were bustling around the house. I walked back to my room in my towel, hair leaving wet drops on the floor. I closed my door behind me and walked over to my closet. I pulled on a white, knit jumper and some knee length, black jogging pants. I rung my hair out onto the towel now strewn at my feet and pulled a brush threw it quickly before heading downstairs, following the smell of breakfast my mother was cooking.

When I entered the already bustling kitchen my mother was just laying sausages, bacon, eggs (of different sorts), hashbrowns and many other breakfast items onto the table.

The faces around the table still looked sullen and no one spoke throughout the breakfast. I stared across the table to the 3 empty seats that usually held Ron, Harry, and Hermione. It felt off without them there. Ron was the youngest before me, Harry, I loved him dearly, and wanted nothing more for than him to return, and Hermione was always there for me when I needed a girl to talk to.

Losing my appetite to the lonely feeling that only now sunk in; I filled my plate and left the room, not entending to eat what I had taken. No one looked up at my departure and I toke that as an okay to go.

I walked slowly up 3 sets of stairs till I came to my bedroom door and shoved it open. Closing it behind me, I sat on my bed and pick absently at the scrammbled eggs I had laid on my plate. The momeories of them weren't strong in here for I had only spent few occasions with them in my chambers.

I spent the entire day in my room till my mother finally called me down for dinner.

I sat down again across from the 3 empty chairs but could not bring myself to look up at them until my father called my name from down the table.

"Ginny dear. Me and your mother have been thinking that we don't want you going back to Hogwarts this year. With Dumbldore gone it wont be safe." He stated this as though he was telling me my aunt was coming for a visit, plain and final.

"I have to go back, I can't become a year behind."

"Ginny," My mother spoke up from the other end. I turned to face her instead. "You could get in trouble there. We don't know what kind of school it will be running as with your only means of protection dead. And the Minister is dead, who know who will get put in charge."

"NO!" I was angry now. "I want to help. I want to help fight in this war. I can't do that stuck here. My friends are at school, I can't just not go!"

"Ginny."

"No, I'm going, I need to do something!"

"As long as you live under this roof, you will not be going back to Hogwarts. Not until we know it's safe for you."

"Then I'm leaving, I will find someone who will let me fight this war." and with that I pushed myself back off the table and bolted up the stairs locking my door behind me.

I packed as many things into my trunk as possibleand shrunk it, not caring about the trace. I shoved my wand into my back pocket, grabbed my broom stick from the corner of my room, swong my leg over it, without a look back at my childhood home and flew out my window. Leaving my family behind.

Once I was out of the protective barriers of the Burrow I flew to the ground and started walking towards the forest that surrounded a great area of the place I lived in. It would be alot less likely for anyone to find me here then if I was flying.

I don't know how long I walked for until I finally laid down to rest. The moon was at full height in the sky and it made my pale skin glow blue. I looked up at the clouded sky and fell asleep.

The sun light creeping through the branches of the trees woke me the next morning. I was dazed, and couldn't remember why I was lying on the forest floor.

I heard dead leaves rustle somewhere in the near distance, and last nights actions flooded into my head.

I had ran I away.

I was furious with my family and I did not want to go back.

Another rustle close by brought me back to where I was.

I reached for my wand, making my own rustling at the movement.

As the supposed foot steps grew closer I became anxious. What if it wasn't someone from my family. I don't know how far I had made it from the burrow. I could have been walking in circles in the dark and not even of noticed.

The rustles came to a halt just behind the tree that was protecting me. I clenched my wand tighter in my hand as they started again around the tree.

This man did not have the red hair and freckles, and was most definatly not someone I knew.

"Hello lovely. What might you be doing out in the forest. These are dark times, don't want to be getting yourself in trouble." he smiled with crooked and yellew teeth.

So he was a wizard.

More rustling close by caught my attention and I tore my face from the mans gaze looking around. More men were emerging from bushes near me.

The yellow toothed man spoke again. "Grab her boys. We are taking her to the Ministry."

It sunk in then, these men were snatchers.

"Wait, please." I said when one of the men grabbed me roughly by the arm pulling me to my feet.

"What?" he asked, annoyance set in his tone.

A plan set in my mind then. The best way to get back at my family.

"I don't want to go to the ministry," I toke a deep breath. "take me to the Dark Lord." They looked at me perplexed and I had to guess where he might be. "Take me to the Malfoy Manor."

Well hope you liked it :). Review please - xox Jamie