"Stop fidgeting with your skirt Woman!" Draco grabbed my hands to stop me pulling at my skirt. It wasn't my fault, the skirts was too short for my liking. And the blouse was too tight. Ugh, I thought, just how did I let him talk me into this?

Smirking slightly, Draco dropped one of my hands but kept the other in his warm hand. I looked at him curiously. "What are you doing?"

"Well, what better way to make Potter jealous than to make him think his ex-fiancee is with his enemy?" he asked with a cheeky grin. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, and what better way to make people think I'm a slut?" I asked rhetorically, and Draco laughed loudly, pausing to slyly kiss me on the cheek. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Ginny!" I turned quickly towards the sound of the voice, dragging Draco in a circle in doing so. Standing just a few meters in front of me was the Harry Potter, a confused and painfully upset look mixed across his face. I mentally grinned as he stared down at mine and Draco's hands; maybe that boy was smarter than he looks.

"Harry? What is it that you wanted? Is it something about that Alisha Fens case?" As sick as it was, both me and Malfoy worked with Harry as Aurors. Harry shook his head.

"Err; no I just wanted to talk to you about. . . I just wanted to talk to you. In private maybe?" his eyes darted to Draco and back. I shook my head.

"Sorry, but I really can't do that. Draco and I need to get to the office; we've got loads of paperwork to do." Liar. I mentally hit myself; I hated liars.

Harry frowned. "Gin, we're going to have to talk about this. You can't run forever."

Over come with the giddy feeling of childishness, I smirked cheerily at Harry. "Watch me." And with that I turned and sprinted off, dragging Draco with me and earning stares from all around as Harry called out for me to stop.

After I had reached the other side of the Ministry's hall I stopped, bent over at the waist while I tried to catch my breath while laughing hysterically. Draco silently laughed from behind me.

"Tell me, darling, why we just ran from one end of the hall to the other?" he asked me when I straightened up. I smiled cheekily at him.

"I have no idea," I laughed. I have either had too much sugar for breakfast or it's just me, I thought as I watched Draco chuckled at my cheeriness. The laughter on his face was so different from the dark and brooding face that he wore through our Hogwarts years, so much so that I wondered if he was still the same person. My thoughts cut off as he took a step closer towards me, eventually pressing out chests together. He smirked down at me and put a large hand on the small of my back, keeping my body against his.

"Well I certainly didn't mind. Seeing you run in that outfit. . . Well, let's just say it was every mans dream." He dropped me a wink. I scoffed and rolled my eyes, pushing him away from me. I pulled my lips up into a smile.

"Well then, race you to the Office?" I asked, spinning on my heal and taking off, Draco not to far behind me.

*******

"Ginny, tell me what you know about Fens," Luna commanded, walking into the office. I complied.

"Alisha Fens, twenty eight years of age, went to school at Bex before her family moved to Britain and she finished her education at Hogwarts. During her school years she had a habit of threatening people, though none of her threats came through until now.

"In her second year she threatened to kill Jerne Zalis 'the muggel way' after he called her a 'Mudblood', just two years ago Zalis was found dead in his home with a knife in his chest, the words 'JUST LIKE A MUGGEL' was printed on the wall in his blood. Not remotely magical, and so none of us were involved in the investigation.

"However, late last year Missy Gabel was found in the corner of her working office, not a mark on her body but the signs of a struggle all around the office; Healers conformed it was the killing curse and two Aurors were called in to investigate. One of those Aurors was Reagan Loose, who was threatened by Fens in their seventh year. All the Aurors were permitted to so was interview, but during this Fens shot a curse at Reagan that caused her airways to block up. She was dead quickly and Fens escaped from the room before the other Auror realized what happened."

"Good. Draco, what do we know about the location of her at this moment?"

"Her last sighting was the muggel suburbs, just outside of Godrics Hollow. Now movement has been seen in Bathilda Bagshot's old house, and many Muggels have seen strange light around the house at night, signs of a shielding charm; though it should be easy to penetrate."

"Excellent. You three can go and search through Godrics Hollow, but you are not to let on that you are wizards. Strictly no magic. You will pretend that you are all just three best friends visiting some family members, Harry you are welcome to visit your parents grave while you are there of course. Now, go pack, I want you there for at least three days, report back to me each day."

Luna dismissed us, turning to leave in one swift movement. But her eyes caught something, and she turned back around slowly, her eyes fixed on me.

"Ginny. . . Where is your engagement ring?" she asked, staring wide-eyed at me, before her eyes flickered to Harry. She was referring to the beautiful gold ring that had a small and delicate diamond incrusted in the surface.

"Oh, that," I replied pleasantly, leaning back on my chair casually. "I flushed it down the toilet."

The reactions that happened in that room entertained me immensely. Draco, who was drinking from a coffee mug, showered the floor with coffee as he laughed hysterically in his chair. Luna stared at me wide-eyed, her mouth opening and shutting like a fish, and Harry started mumbling about the cost of jewellery now days. Luna was first to speak.

"What. . . But, how? And when? And why? And who- because I know there's a who, Ginny! Did you cheat on Harry? How could you? He was so in love with you! I bet you just broke his little heart," Luna looked sympathetically at Harry, whose face was a mask of confusion. That seems to be turning into his normal face, I thought, just before Luna's words registered.

"Now wait just a minute!" I roared, standing up and facing my so-called best friend. "Are you seriously accusing me of cheating on Harry? Seriously? I went home yesterday, so excited because the guy I loved proposed to me and i find that skinny little rat in bed with Cho Chang! Then I get up for work the next day hoping to find some comfort in having you there and instead I find my supposedly 'best friend' saying that I was the one cheating. Do you have any idea how that feels? You're meant to be my friend, the one that comforts me in all this shit, but instead you're making false accusations! I can't believe you!" I hurriedly stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me as I went. The door was opened again before I had turned the corner, and all three of the rooms occupants were suddenly running after me. I sprinted off in the direction of the 'care of magical creatures' unit, hoping I could find Hermione or Ron to vent to. Rounding a corner, I saw that Hermione's office door was open, and I quickly dived in, slamming the door behind me just as Luna, Draco and Harry could get in. A surprised Hermione looked up from her desk.

"Ginny, what are you-" then she noticed the silent tears that were streaming down my face. "Oh, Gin." Rushing around her desk, Hermione knelt beside me on the floor, pulling me into a hug. Loud bangs were coming from behind me, signs that the three hadn't given up on talking to me.

"What's happening? Who's out the door?" Hermione asked and, before I could stop her, she opened the door.

The three ran through the door, tripping over themselves in their haste. Only Draco was brave enough to approach me, and he silently took my hand, squeezing it lightly. Harry was beside himself.

"You're saying this was my entire fault, but look at you! You're getting all friendly with Malfoy the day after we broke up! I bet your just using him as a rebound anyway; it's just like you, Gin! Use other people to get what you want!" Draco took a step towards him, wand out and a deadly look on his face.

"How dare you. Do you have any idea what you have done to her? Last night she drank herself unconscious because of you, and ended up on my doorstep. When she came to work she expected some sympathy from her best friend but instead she gets accusations. And now that she actually has someone to talk to, you're going to go and ruin that for her too. You disgust me," his voice was deadly quiet and calm, so much so that I knew if it was direct at me, I would defiantly quiver in my boots. I squeezed his hand thankfully.

"I'm going to go home and pack," I said quietly before walking briskly out of the room.