December brought a fresh layer of snow blanketing the grounds, leaving students to huddle up inside around warm fires. December also brought a sense of cleanliness for Ginny.

More than anything, she wanted to go home. To know what was going on outside with the Order, but because of the D.A, she knew that staying was the only way to go.

It was only the first day of December, but cottony flakes still drifted past her dormitory window. Ginny sat, still in her pajamas early on a Saturday morning, staring out at the grounds. She was thinking of one thing.

The spy.

In front of her was the original list of D.A members, back when Harry was still leader. Next to it was the modified new version, a considerably longer list. Ginny ferreted around for some ink and a quill. Once found, she sucked on the end on it(a nasty habit, according to Mum) an looked at the list in front of her. Without hesitation she crossed off Seamus's name, Ernie's, Terry's, Luna's, and Susan's. Then, Bella's and Neville's.

But...who else?

Dumbledore's Army

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Ginny had dutifully written down the Golden Trio's names at the top of the list, the founders of the D.A.

Neville Longbottom

Ginny Weasley

Parvati Patil

Padma Patil

Seamus Finnegan

Bellatrix Adams

Caradoc Dearborn

Susan Bones

Hannah Abbot

Jimmy Peakes

Araon Collassanto

Marie Commons

Cormac McLaggen

Cassandra Clearwater

David Herring

Terry Boot

Ernie Macmillian

Michael Corner

Luna Lovegood

Su Li Woo

Lavender Brown

Colin Creevey

Dennis Creevey

Sarah Edgecombe

Urquert-

Ginny stopped. What?

Edgecombe? Did she read that right? As in, Marrieta Edgecombe's sister?

Oh. Oh dear.

. . .

. . .

Luna nodded. "Sarah is a year below us. She's in my house."

"Why didn't you mention this? She's Marrieta's sister. The girl who ratted us out two years ago!"

"Well, Sarah's not really, er, in, with her sister's crowd. She's not like Marrieta and Cho. She's the one that actually took Cho's seeker position, in sixth year."

Ginny sighed. "Alright. But I'm still looking in to it. Next meeting, we'll talk."

She tturned an left the abandoned classroom they were talking in, intending to go straight to Gryffindor Tower and sleep. This wonderful plan was interrupted when a familiar voice called her name.

"Hey, Ginny!"

Ginny turned, slightly annoyed, to see Marie Commons, her chaser, running towards her.

"Oh." she said, annoyance melting away. "Hi, Marie. What's up?"

Marie beamed, making Ginny regard her fondly. She was so cute, and it was obvious she idolized Ginny as much as Colin did Harry.

"Nothing really! It's just that Professor McGonagall wanted to see you after Quidditch practice."

Ginny's heart sank. "Quidditch practice?"

"Yup! The one in, like, ten minutes!"

"Ah." There went her promise of sleep. "Okay, Marie. I'll meet the team down in ten. Let me just get my broom."

She left the still smiling third year and ran full tilt to the common room. Grabbing her Cleansweep, she took the easy way down. Opening a window, climbing out, and taking off on her broom own to the pitch. It was againt the rules, but, oh well. Better than being late.

When Ginny finally touched down on the snow covered ground, she was surprised to see McLaggen's face uncomfortably close to hers.

"You're late." he snarled.

"That I am." said Ginny coolly. "Your point?"

When he didn't answer, Ginny addressed the whole team.

"As McLaggen has dutifully pointed out, I'm late. Now, can we please get into the air?"

There was a short surprised silence before Seamus kicked hard off the ground and soared fifty feet above their heads. Ginny nodded approvingly before following him into the air.

. . .

. . .

As per Marie's instructions, Ginny reported to McGonagall's office sweaty and exhausted from practicing in the snow.

The older woman gazed down at her, looking as stern as she normally did. "Miss Weasley."

"Professor."

Ginny was ushered into the office, sat down on the hard chair in front of her desk, and took a Ginger Newt. As soon as Ginny had sat down, McGonagall slammed the door shut and flicked her wand at the door.

"Muffilato."

Ginny looked at her in surprise. She knew for a fact that the spell was never authorized by the Ministry, but, well, it was McGonagall. She could do what she wanted.

"Miss Weasley, there is something urgent I must bring to your attention."

"Oh?"

"Yes. There has been-word, from your brothers."

At Ginny's blank look, she clarified. "Fred and George, as well as their old friend, Mr Jordan."

"Really?" Ginny sat up straighter. "But-what did they say?"

"Those three, along with other members of the Order, are starting something to report on You-Know-Who's actions. The real version, not the garbage the Prophet's saying."

"How? A newspaper?"

"No, far too risky. I recommended a radio broadcast, weekly."

Ginny nodded. "But to stop Death Eaters from gaining access-"

"Password protected. They're calling it Potterwatch."

She nodded, the idea slowly spreading to her brain. "That's...actually quite brilliant."

"I know." McGonagall said. "But though they hate to admit it, your brothers were the best in their year. I just wanted to let you know. Pass on the message to your D.A.?"

"Of course. When will this happen, the broadcast?"

"I'll let you know."

. . .

. . .

It was just after dinner, and Luna had already pointed out Sarah Edgecombe to Ginny. Time to go to work.

Sarah was a gangly fifteen year old with curly red hair, much like her sister. However, Sarah's hair was cropped short to her earlobes, and she wore glasses.

"Hey. Sarah, right?" Ginny slid up to her.

Sarah looked at Ginny, slightly surprised. "Yes. That's me."

"I don't know if anyone told you, but we're, er, having a meeting right. now." she lowered her voice to a whisper. "Come by in ten?" Then, in a louder voice. "We're thinking of creating a subsection in the Gobstones club, for younger years."

The other girl's mouth opened every so slightly, before she nodded. "I'll be there. In ten."

Ginny nodded. "Good."

And ten minutes had come and passed and Ginny was feeling pretty sour.

Was she going to show up at all? Did she tip off the Carrows already? Ginny was hidden behind a tapestry, under a Disillusionment Charm.

Right before Ginny was about to give up and leave, Sarah, apparently alone, walked round the corner.

Ginny threw herself out from behind the tapestry.

"Stupefy!"

"Protego!"

Ginny gasped at Sarah's smirk and thought privately that they had a big problem.

. . .

. . .

When she awoke, Ginny's head was pounding. SHe lifted herself off a cold floor, groaning.

"Oh, good, Ginny, you're awake." said a familiar voice.

Her head snapped up to see Seamus standing over her, worried.

"Seamus? Wha...?"

Then memory smacked her in the face, and Ginny gasped, automatically standing up. "Where is she?"

"Right here. Still alive, then?"

"I'd be better is someone didn't Stun me!" Ginny snarled. Sarah rolled her eyes.

"You tried attacking me first, okay? And I didn't Stun you!"

"Right...What exactly happened then?"

"I saw you guys dueling." Seamus said. "So, I ran out and...well, with the spells, it was a bit confusing, I sorta accidentally hit you.."

"Seamus!"

"Sorry."

"Anyway." Sarah said, folding herself into a chair the appeared behind her. "What's this about?"

"This is about you." Ginny said, willing the Room to create another chair for her.

"No. It's not." The other said sharply. "This is about Marrieta. I know my sister did something stupid a while ago, but I really hate that you let prejudice get to you."

"That 'something stupid' nearly got Harry killed! And the rest of the D.A."

"It doesn't matter!" Sarah said fiercely. "I'm not a traitor. And I never will be."

"Prove it." Ginny said, hardening her gaze. "I can get some Veritaserum-"

"'No. Never. No self respecting Ravenclaw will ever take a truth serum with out performing a memory charm on themselves. In fact, no Ravenclaw would do that, so don't even think about it. Anything else."

Ginny and Seamus looked at each other. "I think we'll have to bring her in." said Seamus.

Ginny nodded. "I'll get her."

She pulled out her Galleon and typed a quick message. A stony silence stretched between them for a quarter of an hour, until Luna Lovegood walked serenely into the room.

"Hello, Ginny, Seamus." she said dreamily. "Oh, hello, Sarah."

"Hey Luna." Ginny said. "Now, we're not sure if Edgecombe here is the spy-"

Luna nodded encouragingly.

"-and," Ginny continued. "Well, we were hoping if you could just make sure for us."

The blonde girl nodded, then sat down on floor before Sarah, who eyed her with distaste.

"This is it?" she said, disgusted. "This is your secret weapon?"

"Take it away, Luna." said Ginny cheerfully.

Luna smiled benignly and began asking questions,first starting with her early childhood memories with Marrieta, then her Ministry mother, and finally, at Hogwarts. Sarah answered the questions in long, rambling speeches that had Ginny confused. Luna, however, understood perfectly, or at leas, she wasn't letting the others know about any confusion. Finally, after Sarah proclaimed her favorite color to be blue( "The color of the sky in winter, between six and seven o'clock, that deep blue that not even a bird's bright feathers can replicate-") , Luna stood up, faced Ginny, and proclaimed the girl to be innocent.

"She's nothing like her sister, I'm afraid."

Ginny nodded, thinking. "Well, er, Sarah, sorry about today."

The younger girl shook her head. "No, you needed to be cautious. But, do you want my honest opinion?"

"Yes, yes, of course!"

Sarah was quiet for a bit, but when she spoke, her voice was hard and cold as ice. "The spy, if anyone, is going to be a Gryffindor."