Disclaimer: Besides the characters that you are not familiar with and the
plot, everything else belongs to none other than, J.K. Rowling.
(A/N~ hey! This is my first fic and I welcome flames just as long as you tell me what is wrong with my fic. I dedicate this chapter to my friend elvendagger (check out her Final Fantasy fic. It's great!)-for introducing me to this wonderful website & for inspiring me to write a fic, gor1 as well (check her Final Fantasy fic too. It's wonderful), Winnie and Jessica for putting up with my constant grumbling when I couldn't settle on what to happen. Oh, I should stop babbling, hehehe.sorry)
1. The Meeting
As the sun cast its rays of light through the curtains of the window in a tiny but cozy flat, it made an effort to lift the shadow that had fallen upon the sky. A young lady of about 20 with flaming red hair and freckles awoke when the beams of sunlight kissed her smooth face. Ginny Weasley sat up and hugged her knees to her chest, wreathed in smiles. This was going to be a perfect day.
Virginia Weasley snapped back to reality when she heard a peck at her window. A grey owl was attempting to squeeze itself through a small gap in Ginny's window to no avail. Ginny smiled then dragged herself out of bed to let the poor thing in.
The owl hooted in delight then dropped a copy of the Daily Prophet in Ginny's hand. The owl left after the redhead slip a knut in its pouch.
The smile on Ginny's face vanished as soon as she read the headlines.
'ANOTHER WITCH, KILLED!'
Ginny's eye fell to the article.
'Another witch from a very respected family that has dated to hundreds of years ago died last night. Patricia Kingsley was raped and slashed then left in the rain to bleed to death.'
Ginny could not believe it. This wasn't the first time the sick murderer striked. Since two months ago, four witches -including Patricia Kingsley- from respected, pureblood families had been raped then die a painful death. The worst thing was the killing got more violent each time.
Ginny shuddered as she wondered when the sick psychopath would strike again.
~* * *~
Meanwhile in a dark, dank dungeon...
"Bwahahahahahahahaha..," cackled a silhouette, staring at the front page of the Daily Prophet.
A knock on the heavy, wooden door interrupted the evil laughter.
"Come in." said a male voice, almost in a sneer.
"Did you read the news? That was some job you did to Kingsley! It gets better and better!" said an excited silky voice
"So, is this your secret room or something?" said the same silky voice as she turned slowly to inspect the small room. On one side of the wall, there were newspaper clippings with articles and pictures of the few girls that were murdered not so long ago. The man in the chair nodded silently.
"So..who's next on the list?" the lady inquired, rubbing her palms together with an evil grin plastered on her face.
"Virginia Elle Weasley..."
~* * * ~
Ginny Weasley pointed her wand at herself and muttered a spell. A violet wisp of smoke appeared from the tip of her wand then hugged her slender frame. After a few minutes, the smoke vanished, leaving a scent of lavender lingering on Ginny's body.
Albeit the sick killing scared her, nothing was going to ruin her day. It was Ginny's first day of work as an Auror at the Ministry of Magic. She had spent the past three years studying long and hard to fulfill her dreams to become an Auror.
Ginny settled for a simple white blouse and a black skirt that hugged her knees. She then took a long, good look at herself in the full-length mirror. Staring back at her was an attractive young lady with chestnut locks that fell to her small waist. Of course Ginny still sported the famous Weasley freckles but it was barely visible unless you looked closely.
Ginny was no longer the scraggy first-year. She had blossomed into a appealing young woman. Unfortunately, Ginny had a low self-esteem and unaware of the many heads she turned when walking in public.
Taking a deep breath, Ginny stepped out of her door with her leather case in one hand.
It was a gorgeous day so Ginny decided to walk instead of Apparating. Besides, she loved walks especially on perfect days like this. Ginny turned to the street that contained a few shabby-looking offices, a pub and an overflowing skip.
Upon nearing the red phone booth, Ginny accidentally tripped and fell, sending her leather case and its contents flying out of her hand.
"Crud! Crud! Crud!"
"Are you okay?" asked a deep, husky voice above her.
"Yeah....it's just that I tripped over this damn hole in the drain and the heel of my new pair of shoe broke," grumbled Ginny while reaching for her things strewn across the ground, not looking up once.
"Here, let me give you a hand," said the deep voice again as he reached for Ginny's hand and pulled her off the ground.
There was silence when Ginny came face to face with the handsome young man standing so close to her she could smell his cologne. Ginny's eyes traveled from his soft deep blonde hair to his gorgeous, innocent blue eyes. Her eye's traveled lower to see his muscular body.
"Wow!" thought Ginny. There was something else besides his good looks that attracted her to this man.
"Thanks.." Ginny finally managed in a croak.
"No problem," said the young man- who was only a few years older than Ginny- smiling warmly at her, "Justin Donell. Nice to meet you.."
"Oh, I'm Ginny Weasley. Nice to meet you too."said Ginny, back to her normal state.
"It's a beautiful day isn't it? I just couldn't resist walking to the Ministry," said Justin.
"Yeah," agreed Ginny.
"Oh well. Want to go in now?" said Justin, holding the door for Ginny.
"Thank you," said Ginny politely.
When both of them stepped in, Justin dialed 62442 and they found themselves sinking into the ground. When Ginny walked out again, she just stood there, taking in everything.
"Beautiful, right?"
Ginny just nodded.
After a few minutes, Ginny turned to Justin who was staring at her. Ginny flushed and tried not to look at Justin straight in the eye.
"Which department do you work at?" Ginny asked.
"Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I haven't seen you around. Is this your first day? Which department do you work at?"
"I'm heading for th Auror Headquarters,"
"What a coincidence. I work on the same floor. Let me show you the way," said Justin as he gestured Ginny to follow him. He led her to one of the lifts.
They were the only two in the lift although memos kept flying in and out. They stood in an awkward silence until Ginny asked Justin a question.
"Justin, do you know who's the head for the Auror Headquarters?"
"I'm not really sure what his name is but he's really the youngest head ever. Around his early twenties."
"Early twenties..?That's only a few years older than me and already he's the head of the department?" said a shocked Ginny.
"Yeah..from what I've heard, he finished his Auror studies in less than a year when it usually takes about three. One of the brightest Aurors in history. I heard that he's popular around the opposite sex as well. I haven't seen him because I just came in a few days ago."
'Level Two, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Improper Use of Magic Office, Auror Headquarters and Wizenmagot Administration Services.'
"Well, here we are. Come on Ginny, I'll show you to the Auror Headquarters," said Justin. Ginny followed Justin through a pair of heavy oak doors and an open area that was divided into cubicles came into view.
"That's the Auror Headquarters," said Justin, pointing to the nearest cubicle that sported a crooked sign that read: Auror Headquarters, "And this is where I'll leave you. Good luck and see you."
"Thanks for your help Justin. See you around," said Ginny, smiling and waving at Justin.
Ginny saw a few Aurors at their cubicles. Some were chatting while the others were busy looking at maps, writing memos and reports. In short, they were all busy with their own work. Ginny walked up to a young lady with dark brown hair who was at her desk, busily reading a map with red lights flashing at certain areas of it.
"Umm..excuse me." The brunette looked up.
"I'm new and where should I report for work?"
"Oh, hello. You see that door?" asked the girl.
She continued when Ginny nodded, looking at the closed door at the far end of the room, "Just knock and go in. The head is in."
"Thank you," said Ginny, smiling at the girl. The young lady smiled back at her before returning to her map.
Ginny walked to the door and knocked a few times. A voice told her to come in. To Ginny's horror, she saw her worst nightmare looking expectantly up at her- sitting comfortably- when she opened the door.
(A/N: So, what do you think? Did you like it? Please review and tell me what you think and I don't mind flames as long as you tell me what's wrong with the fic. You can e-mail me as well. And just in case you're wondering, it's almost two in the morning and I'm so tired now. Ok, bye! ::waves::)
(A/N~ hey! This is my first fic and I welcome flames just as long as you tell me what is wrong with my fic. I dedicate this chapter to my friend elvendagger (check out her Final Fantasy fic. It's great!)-for introducing me to this wonderful website & for inspiring me to write a fic, gor1 as well (check her Final Fantasy fic too. It's wonderful), Winnie and Jessica for putting up with my constant grumbling when I couldn't settle on what to happen. Oh, I should stop babbling, hehehe.sorry)
1. The Meeting
As the sun cast its rays of light through the curtains of the window in a tiny but cozy flat, it made an effort to lift the shadow that had fallen upon the sky. A young lady of about 20 with flaming red hair and freckles awoke when the beams of sunlight kissed her smooth face. Ginny Weasley sat up and hugged her knees to her chest, wreathed in smiles. This was going to be a perfect day.
Virginia Weasley snapped back to reality when she heard a peck at her window. A grey owl was attempting to squeeze itself through a small gap in Ginny's window to no avail. Ginny smiled then dragged herself out of bed to let the poor thing in.
The owl hooted in delight then dropped a copy of the Daily Prophet in Ginny's hand. The owl left after the redhead slip a knut in its pouch.
The smile on Ginny's face vanished as soon as she read the headlines.
'ANOTHER WITCH, KILLED!'
Ginny's eye fell to the article.
'Another witch from a very respected family that has dated to hundreds of years ago died last night. Patricia Kingsley was raped and slashed then left in the rain to bleed to death.'
Ginny could not believe it. This wasn't the first time the sick murderer striked. Since two months ago, four witches -including Patricia Kingsley- from respected, pureblood families had been raped then die a painful death. The worst thing was the killing got more violent each time.
Ginny shuddered as she wondered when the sick psychopath would strike again.
~* * *~
Meanwhile in a dark, dank dungeon...
"Bwahahahahahahahaha..," cackled a silhouette, staring at the front page of the Daily Prophet.
A knock on the heavy, wooden door interrupted the evil laughter.
"Come in." said a male voice, almost in a sneer.
"Did you read the news? That was some job you did to Kingsley! It gets better and better!" said an excited silky voice
"So, is this your secret room or something?" said the same silky voice as she turned slowly to inspect the small room. On one side of the wall, there were newspaper clippings with articles and pictures of the few girls that were murdered not so long ago. The man in the chair nodded silently.
"So..who's next on the list?" the lady inquired, rubbing her palms together with an evil grin plastered on her face.
"Virginia Elle Weasley..."
~* * * ~
Ginny Weasley pointed her wand at herself and muttered a spell. A violet wisp of smoke appeared from the tip of her wand then hugged her slender frame. After a few minutes, the smoke vanished, leaving a scent of lavender lingering on Ginny's body.
Albeit the sick killing scared her, nothing was going to ruin her day. It was Ginny's first day of work as an Auror at the Ministry of Magic. She had spent the past three years studying long and hard to fulfill her dreams to become an Auror.
Ginny settled for a simple white blouse and a black skirt that hugged her knees. She then took a long, good look at herself in the full-length mirror. Staring back at her was an attractive young lady with chestnut locks that fell to her small waist. Of course Ginny still sported the famous Weasley freckles but it was barely visible unless you looked closely.
Ginny was no longer the scraggy first-year. She had blossomed into a appealing young woman. Unfortunately, Ginny had a low self-esteem and unaware of the many heads she turned when walking in public.
Taking a deep breath, Ginny stepped out of her door with her leather case in one hand.
It was a gorgeous day so Ginny decided to walk instead of Apparating. Besides, she loved walks especially on perfect days like this. Ginny turned to the street that contained a few shabby-looking offices, a pub and an overflowing skip.
Upon nearing the red phone booth, Ginny accidentally tripped and fell, sending her leather case and its contents flying out of her hand.
"Crud! Crud! Crud!"
"Are you okay?" asked a deep, husky voice above her.
"Yeah....it's just that I tripped over this damn hole in the drain and the heel of my new pair of shoe broke," grumbled Ginny while reaching for her things strewn across the ground, not looking up once.
"Here, let me give you a hand," said the deep voice again as he reached for Ginny's hand and pulled her off the ground.
There was silence when Ginny came face to face with the handsome young man standing so close to her she could smell his cologne. Ginny's eyes traveled from his soft deep blonde hair to his gorgeous, innocent blue eyes. Her eye's traveled lower to see his muscular body.
"Wow!" thought Ginny. There was something else besides his good looks that attracted her to this man.
"Thanks.." Ginny finally managed in a croak.
"No problem," said the young man- who was only a few years older than Ginny- smiling warmly at her, "Justin Donell. Nice to meet you.."
"Oh, I'm Ginny Weasley. Nice to meet you too."said Ginny, back to her normal state.
"It's a beautiful day isn't it? I just couldn't resist walking to the Ministry," said Justin.
"Yeah," agreed Ginny.
"Oh well. Want to go in now?" said Justin, holding the door for Ginny.
"Thank you," said Ginny politely.
When both of them stepped in, Justin dialed 62442 and they found themselves sinking into the ground. When Ginny walked out again, she just stood there, taking in everything.
"Beautiful, right?"
Ginny just nodded.
After a few minutes, Ginny turned to Justin who was staring at her. Ginny flushed and tried not to look at Justin straight in the eye.
"Which department do you work at?" Ginny asked.
"Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I haven't seen you around. Is this your first day? Which department do you work at?"
"I'm heading for th Auror Headquarters,"
"What a coincidence. I work on the same floor. Let me show you the way," said Justin as he gestured Ginny to follow him. He led her to one of the lifts.
They were the only two in the lift although memos kept flying in and out. They stood in an awkward silence until Ginny asked Justin a question.
"Justin, do you know who's the head for the Auror Headquarters?"
"I'm not really sure what his name is but he's really the youngest head ever. Around his early twenties."
"Early twenties..?That's only a few years older than me and already he's the head of the department?" said a shocked Ginny.
"Yeah..from what I've heard, he finished his Auror studies in less than a year when it usually takes about three. One of the brightest Aurors in history. I heard that he's popular around the opposite sex as well. I haven't seen him because I just came in a few days ago."
'Level Two, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Improper Use of Magic Office, Auror Headquarters and Wizenmagot Administration Services.'
"Well, here we are. Come on Ginny, I'll show you to the Auror Headquarters," said Justin. Ginny followed Justin through a pair of heavy oak doors and an open area that was divided into cubicles came into view.
"That's the Auror Headquarters," said Justin, pointing to the nearest cubicle that sported a crooked sign that read: Auror Headquarters, "And this is where I'll leave you. Good luck and see you."
"Thanks for your help Justin. See you around," said Ginny, smiling and waving at Justin.
Ginny saw a few Aurors at their cubicles. Some were chatting while the others were busy looking at maps, writing memos and reports. In short, they were all busy with their own work. Ginny walked up to a young lady with dark brown hair who was at her desk, busily reading a map with red lights flashing at certain areas of it.
"Umm..excuse me." The brunette looked up.
"I'm new and where should I report for work?"
"Oh, hello. You see that door?" asked the girl.
She continued when Ginny nodded, looking at the closed door at the far end of the room, "Just knock and go in. The head is in."
"Thank you," said Ginny, smiling at the girl. The young lady smiled back at her before returning to her map.
Ginny walked to the door and knocked a few times. A voice told her to come in. To Ginny's horror, she saw her worst nightmare looking expectantly up at her- sitting comfortably- when she opened the door.
(A/N: So, what do you think? Did you like it? Please review and tell me what you think and I don't mind flames as long as you tell me what's wrong with the fic. You can e-mail me as well. And just in case you're wondering, it's almost two in the morning and I'm so tired now. Ok, bye! ::waves::)