Ginny apparated to King's Cross Station to meet up with her team. When she got there Draco was standing there.
"It's nice of you to show up."
"Seriously? I'm about twenty minutes early. If this is how we start this it's going to be hell." Ginny snapped at him, instantly irritated. Draco smirked and folded his arms across his chest and sat on his suitcase. A few more people popped into the station before Mrs. Strout joined them.
"Hello. I hope I didn't keep you waiting long."
"No, not at all." Ginny said, a smile gracing her lips. Mrs. Strout looked around.
"It seems like we're still waiting of quite a few people. So why don't we start loading compartments while we wait?" Mrs. Strout clapped her hands together and the small group followed her onto the small train. They walked by the compartments, Mrs. Strout telling people where they would be sitting.
"Having assigned seating on this train will allow for maximum efficiency. Those who work in the same fields can discuss what needs to be done while you're on your trip. This train will only take you into Belgium. Once you're there, there will be a man waiting for you to transport you to a portkey that will take you to southern Spain." She explained to those who were there. They stopped at the very last compartment and she gestured for Ginny and Draco to enter. It was a larger compartment, about the size of two regular ones. It had plenty of room, seats on both walls and a table by the large window in between, for which Ginny was happy. She shoved her suit cases into the above compartment and took a seat by the window while Draco talked a few minutes longer with Mrs. Strout. When he walked into the compartment, he threw a manila envelope onto her lap.
"It looks like they left some things out during our briefing." Ginny's brows knitted in confusion as she opened the folder. Looking at the pictures Ginny gasped. There were people coughing up blood and some slime like product. There were children lying in beds, nothing but skin and bones. Ginny closed the folder and placed a hand to her heart, squeezing her eyes shut. She shook her head and sucked in a loud breath.
"It's hard to look at, and we've seen the war first hand…" Draco said quietly and Ginny nodded her head. "So, the symptoms come pretty quickly." Ginny opened her folder and sent the pictures to the back of the papers. She looked at the list of syptoms.

Stage 1:

Slight discomfort in the chest
Nausea
Headache

Stage 2:

Coughing
Vomiting
Weight loss

Stage 3:

Coughing up blood
Coughing up goo
Rapid weight loss

Stage 4:

Cell deterioration
Loss of bodily functions
Loss of bone density
Vital organs shut down

Stage 5:

Death

Ginny looked up to Draco, who was already looking at her. The two shared a long silence as they searched each other's eyes, for what no one knows, comfort maybe.

About ten minutes later the train was on the move and Ginny was well prepared for the two day ride. Draco, on the other hand, was not. He stood up, pulled a bag from the storage, and dug through the contents. His brows furrowed in frustration as he aggressively shuffled through the bag. Draco growled and placed his bag on the seat next to him.
"Do you by chance have a quill, ink, and parchment?" Ginny smirked.
"Draco Malfoy, asking a Weasley for something?"
"Weaslette."
"Okay, okay." Ginny laughed and pulled out a blank parchment, a bottle of ink, and a quill. Draco snatched them from her hands and settled down against the table. Ginny rolled her eyes as she tucked her legs under her body and opened her book. She relaxed and sunk into the seat as the 'click clack' of the train, and the faint scribbling from Draco, turned into background noise as she read her Muggle book.

"Patricia, I just can't."
"But Charles, why?" she asked, her hands pressed against his firm chest.
"Because, pet, I'm still a married man."
"But Charles, your wife died three years ago! It's time to move on!" she said as she pushed him onto the plush bed. "Take me Charles. I love you."
"Patricia-" He was cut off by her lips against his.
"Please, don't say anything. Nothing could ruin this moment."
"Nothing but me!" The two lovers snapped their heads to the door.
"Lisa, my darling! You're alive!"
"Yes, Charles. I am alive. That night on the cruise, I didn't fall over board, I was pushed."
"By who?" Charles stood up, grasping Lisa's hands in his, staring into her eyes, his long chestnut hair flowing to his shoulders.
"I was pushed by-"
"Me. I pushed her Charles. Can't you see? I love you more than she ever would. I couldn't sit idly by and watch you marry that mess. She only loves you for your horses, but I love you for the man you are."
"What do you mean?"
"Why don't you tell him, Lisa? Tell him about the little transaction I witnessed. Tell him how you almost had me killed, your own sister!"

Ginny gasped and closed the book, dog earing the page, and placed a hand on her heart.

"That book got you all riled up?" Draco asked huskily, causing Ginny to nearly jump out of her seat.
"Yes. No. It's a really good book." Draco raised an eyebrow as he looked at the magenta cover of the book, sporting a couple lighted from behind. The man clad in an open button down shirt revealing his rippling body, his long hair blowing in the wind as he looked down at a swooning blonde in his arms. The spine of the book had white stripes running down, showing its wear. Draco pursed his lips and nodded his head.
"Looks like it." Ginny blushed and shoved the book under the cushion beside her. That's when she took in Draco's appearance. His clothes were slightly rumpled, robes wrapped a little tighter around himself, and the right side of his hair was sticking out at odd angles. Ginny snorted, then covered her smiling mouth with her hand.
"What?" Ginny shook her head.
"Nothing."

The train continued forward, and most of the time was spent with the two healers trying to ignore one another. The next day Ginny couldn't help but stare out the window as they slowly passed through little towns, Muggle and Wizard alike. Draco lightly smiled at the ginger sitting in front of him.
"What, never been outside of home?"
"Actually, I've never been father then London." Ginny flushed, avoiding Draco's eyes.
"What? That's impossible."
"Why is that?" Ginny was starting to get a little irritated at his inability to understand.
"I just… you being with Potter, I'd thought you'd have gone with him."
"Oh…" Ginny dropped her gaze to her feet and aced her fingers together on her lap.

"The rest of the night was spent in silence, and the two quickly fell asleep. The morning came fast, and Ginny groggily woke up at 9:00 to Draco scribbling on a new piece of parchment. Ginny yawned and stretched her arms over her head.
"How was your night?" Draco drawled, not looking up from whatever he was doing.
"It was alright." Ginny mumbled rubbing her eyes. "Where are we?"
"Almost at our stop." Draco rolled the parchment and placed it in his bag. He left the quill and ink on the table for Ginny to take back.
"Just keep them." Ginny waved a hand and dug in her bag. Draco shrugged and put them in his bag with the parchment.

Ginny pulled the mirror out and looked at herself. She sighed and pulled out her wand. She charmed her hair straight then ran a brush through it, pulling it into a ponytail. A house elf appeared in their car with a loud crack that made Ginny jump out of her seat.
"Poppy would like to know what the Mr. and Miss., want for breakfast."
"Eggs, toast and jam, bacon, and a cup of coffee would be nice thank you." Draco said.
"I'll have the same with orange juice." Ginny smiled at the small elf, who disappeared again. Within a few seconds their food appeared for them.

Not too long after they finished their breakfast, the train stopped at the station. Ginny grabbed her bag and her robes and headed off the train, Draco behind her. She saw a man standing with a sign that read,

'Healers for Spain'

The man was middle aged, balding with a beard. He wore dark sunglasses that hid his eyes and a black leather jacket. She walked up to the man, followed by Draco, and soon the entire group was there.
"Follow me."

They followed the man through the station and back through an alley. He stopped in front of a door, and turned to them.
"Hold on to each other." He said as he grabbed Ginny's arm. Everyone did as they were told, and Ginny felt the familiar tug at her navel, and they were gone.


Thank you for holding out, I restarted this chapter because my computer lost my other one. Alright. I plan on updating more often too. Leave a review and let me know what you think! Thanks