"Mmm…" Ginny sighed as she yawned and stretched. She had a peaceful sleep despite what had transpired the previous day. She turned her head to her left and noticed Harry was already gone. She knew that he did have work today, so it wasn't likely that he was meeting up with his mistress. She groaned as she remembered how her world turned upside down when the news of the fake meetings spilled from Malfoy's lips. It was like reality crashed upon her again and she had to remember that she had a part to play if she was going to figure this out and possibly get revenge.

After much deliberation as she was showering and getting dressed, she decided she was going to take lunch over to the ministry for Harry. She made him a chicken salad sandwich, some chips, and an apple. She bagged it up and apparated into the auror office. She walked right over to the office with the label of Malfoy/Potter and knocked on the door. Malfoy answered.

"Weasley, I was just about to owl you."

"I decided that a good girlfriend would bring her boyfriend lunch." She rolled her eyes.

"You just missed him. He told me he was taking his lunch with you." He sniggered. Potter must be an idiot if he thought he wouldn't get caught at some point.

"Well, maybe we should take lunch then. Did he say where we were supposed to be meeting?" she asked with a smile.

"He mentioned this little French bistro in muggle London. He knows that neither of us ventures outside the wizarding world often. Maybe we could catch them."

"Malfoy, I like your style. We should glamour ourselves, right? I don't want us to be seen and then our cover is blown."

"Smart call, Weasley." He agreed. He turned to look at her, nodded, and then held his arm out.

"Shall we then?" He asked. She smiled a devious smile and they apparated into an alley right beside said French Bistro.

"We are going to play a happy couple. So, please don't be obnoxious towards me." She whispered.

"I am a professional, Weasley. Or have you forgotten how good I am at games?" He asked.

She just shook her head in his direction and then glamoured herself to appear as a blonde haired, blue eyed, big busted vixen. He noticed the change and much preferred her fiery mane and chocolate eyes. Her slender body that was accented with smaller breasts was much more appealing than this big breasted harlot in his view. He shrugged and then glamoured himself to appear as a curly brown haired, blue eyed, muscular man. She took in his appearance, and like him, she preferred his original look. He really was handsome when he wasn't being mean to people.

"Alright, we can't very well call each other Weasley and Malfoy. I'll be Evelyn." She pointed out.

"Well, I'll just be Adam then. I'm not stupid Weas… Evelyn." He smiled.

She brushed past him and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the restaurant. She took notice of how perfectly their hands fit together. Not like Harry's. When Harry held her hand, it was awkward. His hands were callous and rough. Their heights made it difficult to be comfortable. But with Malfoy, his hand was smooth and it just felt right. She felt butterflies in her stomach, but brushed them off as nervousness. She actually was nervous; she didn't know what she might see when they actually found Harry and his mistress.

Hand in hand, they walked straight up to the host, asked for a table, and were immediately seated. Ginny gazed around searching for the dark mop of hair that would notify her it was her cheating boyfriend. She couldn't be obvious and do a 360 view around the restaurant, so she asked Draco to take a peek from his angle.

He spotted Potter immediately. The only problem? The seat across from him was empty. He furrowed his brow. She must be in the bathroom. He thought to himself. Potter surely wouldn't come to an expensive restaurant all on his lonesome. Draco nodded to Ginny and eyed the location of his table. She turned her head and saw him. She also noticed the empty seat. She turned back towards Draco.

"I wonder where she is. Maybe the bathroom? Should I go inspect the situation?" She asked.

"No, she'll come back soon enough and then we can see who it is. We don't want to draw any unnecessary attention, love."

"Dra… Adam, don't call me love."

"Sorry, Evelyn, but we are a happy couple, and I will make sure people don't get suspicious and wonder why we are staring at that table. We have to focus on each other and just keep a peripheral view on them. We will be eating lunch. I am starved. So, let's order, my dear Evelyn." He smirked.

"Pig."

"I much prefer chicken today, love."

She shook her head in defeat and glanced at the menu to decide what she would eat. She wasn't hungry, but she knew she should eat something. The waiter approached them.

"My name is Joseph. I'll be taking great care of you both this afternoon. Could I start you off with a glass of wine or an appetizer?" He greeted.

"Actually, we will take you up on that glass of wine. A Cabernet Sauvignon, if you don't mind." Draco stated.

"Very good choice, sir. Should I give you a few minutes to order?" Joseph asked.

"I am ready. Are you ready, Evelyn?" Draco asked sweetly. Ginny nodded and then she began her order.

"I'll have the eight ounce steak, medium well, vegetables as my side, and a salad."

"I'll have the Chicken Chasseur with vegetables, and salad." Draco stated and then gave the menus to Joseph.

"I'll get that right in for you. Enjoy your wine." Joseph said and then scampered away.

Draco picked up his glass, swirled it a few times, and then sniffed. He brought the rim to his lips and took a small sip, nodding in approval of the taste. Ginny watched him in delight and wondered how he had become such a wine connoisseur. Ginny didn't know too much about wines and the different names. She just knew that red wines were the healthiest, but to her, white wines tasted better.

"Red tastes better with meals. White is better with desserts." Draco stated.

"Oh, thank you for that bit of knowledge, Adam." She replied.

"I didn't see her face, but the woman in question just sat down opposite him." He eyed in the direction. Ginny turned her head to see a woman sitting across from her boyfriend. A short, black haired woman with a high pitched laugh touched Harry's hand. Draco would know that laugh anywhere.

"I know who it is."

"Who is it? Neither of us saw her face." Ginny responded.

"I know that laugh. That's Pansy Parkinson, my girlfriend." Draco fumed. Ginny raised her eyebrows in shock and turned her head again to see them. She noticed how Harry had this smile on his face, a smile he used to give to her. He laughed at something she said and a small blush came to his cheeks. Ginny couldn't look anymore. She turned back to Draco and closed her eyes. She shook her head lightly, not understanding what he could possibly see in Pansy.

"Oh my God. You have got to be joking. I knew something was up when he wouldn't dance with me at the wedding. And of all people, he just had to dance with her. This is bull shit." She huffed.

"We don't know anything for sure. I don't live with Pansy, so she isn't sneaking around to my knowledge. Maybe this is just a coincidence. We need proof." Draco said.

"What more proof do we need? He told you he was going to lunch with me, but he is here with her. She is definitely the woman in question."

"We need to follow them more. He'll be going back to work in half an hour, I'll see if he has plans for tonight. Pansy mentioned going to the movies with some of her girlfriends. Maybe she is really meeting up with him. We'll follow them if we think that is the case. Don't worry just yet." He stated.

"You are the expert in deceit. So, I'll just follow your cue on these things."

Joseph came back with their food and wished them an enjoyable lunch. They ate in silence, Draco taking in everything he saw. He couldn't help but notice how dainty Ginny was when she ate. She cut her steak into perfect proportions before she ate a bite. Each bite went into her succulent mouth and was chewed thoroughly before she swallowed. Something about the way she ate drove him wild. It was like she savored each bite as if it were the last she would ever take. He smiled.

"What?" She asked.

"Potter is an idiot."

"I know." She responded quietly. They ate for a few more minutes before Draco's eyes darted into the direction of Harry's table. He motioned for her to look so she turned her head. Sure enough, it was Pansy. They were getting up and leaving the table. Harry grabbed Pansy's hand, and they walked out of the restaurant.

"Maybe they are just friendly. Maybe nothing is going on." Draco said reassuringly. They finished their meals and Draco signaled for Joseph.

"Can I offer you some dessert? We have a wonderful menu full of delights."

"Evelyn?" Draco motioned to her.

"No, thank you. I'm quite satiated."

"I'll be fine as well. We'll just take the check, please." Joseph scurried off and returned shortly with their bill. Ginny went to grab her purse, and Draco held up his hand.

"Lunch is on me. I insist."

"Thank you very much." She smiled. Draco paid the waiter and left a hefty tip. He placed his napkin on the table and then stood up. He walked over the Ginny's seat and pulled it out for her. Once she stood, he grabbed her hand and they walked out of the restaurant. They made their way back to the alley they arrived in. Once there, they unglamoured themselves.

"Well, I guess the next step is to see if Pansy's plans are with Harry tonight." Ginny said.

"Yes, I'll be able to find that out shortly. I'll send you an owl if that is the case. Be prepared for it when I send so that you can get ready."

"Alright, I will. Despite the circumstance, lunch with you was very nice. Thank you, Draco."

"Anytime, Weas… Ginny."

They both apparated to their intended destinations. Once Ginny was back in her flat, she began to cry. It was one thing to be told of her boyfriend's indiscretions, but it was another to see them. And to top it off, Pansy Parkinson was the girl.

Ginny couldn't understand what was happening. She felt so betrayed by Harry, yet she felt this growing attraction to Draco Malfoy. For all of her life, she despised this man. But despite all of that, he was helping her. He was nice to her. He had agreed to help her get to the bottom of the deceit Harry was bringing her way. Her heart was aching from the pain Harry was causing, but her heart leapt with joy from the contact of Draco Malfoy's hand when he held hers.

She decided to keep herself busy while she waited for Draco to owl her. She didn't want to sit and think about the predicament she was in. Her book was such a nice escape from the world she was currently living in. At least in the stories, there was always a hero and the princess. They princess always found true love. Ginny was just uncertain as to who her hero was. She always thought it was Harry Potter, but now she was wondering if it could possibly be Draco Malfoy.