Author's Note: Helloooo! I assume most of you haven't read this before, so the only Author Notes you're reading are ones that just say redone and stuff like that. So I'm making an actual note. Yes, this chapter has been redone. I don't know if I have a disclaimer, but I own nothing because my name isn't J.K. Rowling. Yep.

Chapter Eleven

"Alright, Gin, remember what I told you about Luna and Potter?"

"Uh...yeah. What about the back-stabbing, lying, cheating—"

"And that Weasley killed your mum?"

"Yes, Hermione, I remember, okay? What about it?"

"What would you say if I told you I lied?"

"Lied about what?"

"Potter isn't cheating on you. And Weasley didn't kill your mum?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Gin, I lied to get you to join the Death Eaters."

Ginny started to stand up. Hermione pulled her by the sleeve to get her seated again.

"You WHAT? Hermione, then WHY THE HELL did I join the

Death Eaters? Better yet, why the HELL did YOU? I've got to tell them. That you tricked me and that you're a Death Eater. . . ." Her words faded before leaving her mouth.

"Yes, I know exactly what you're thinking. You can't do that because of the Unbreakable Vow. You vowed to kill five important members of the Order. One of them probably being Potter. Look, Ginny. I know you think the Death Eaters are the bad guys. But think about it, we're both as bad right now. The Order is killing the families of Death Eaters. Just offing the children, the wives. People who have nothing to do with anything going on. Innocent people."

"So? The Death Eaters do the same thing. All the time. I'm sure of it."

"Yes," Hermione said, bluntly, "But it puts the Order on the same level as the Death Eaters. We're both doing the sort of thing. So why is everyone calling Death Eaters the bad ones? Just no one thinks into it. They just think we're bad. They just do what's easy."

"Yes, but—Hermione—our friends are in the Order—my family..."

"Ginny, no one ever gets anywhere in the Order. You help and help but you don't get any rewards. With the Death Eaters, it's just...better. I can't even describe the feeling you get here when you do something right. It's marvelous, really."

"But when you do something wrong in the Order you don't get tortured."

"No but you get blamed, verbal abuse which is just as bad as physical abuse and as long as you don't do something wrong you won't get punished."

"No one's perfect, Hermione, everyone's bound to have done something wrong in the Death Eaters before."

"Well..."

"How long have you been here?"

"I don't know...a few months?"

"And how many times have you been tortured since you got here?"

"As a punishment? Twice. But really—Ginny, I can help you. We can work together and never have to get punished. I know we can. Just give it a chance, huh? It's not like you can get out of it anyways."

"Hermione...I'm not sure I want to do this. I'm scared. I'm scared for me and I'm scared for you."

"We'll get through it, Gin, and we'll be at the top. We can become the Dark Lord's right and left hand women. How does that sound?"

"Well we might as well try." Ginny said, sighing, "Now, you said you had stuff to tell me about being a spy for the Death Eaters."

"Yeah, I do. It's hard. I obviously don't need to tell you that. For Muggles, you just need to make sure you don't tell anyone but for us witches and wizards if someone reads our mind and we don't have our traitorous thoughts hidden then they'll know. You've got to keep your thoughts in check at all times. To help me, when I had to think of the Death Eaters, I had a different name for them. I called them, the dance teachers, just in case someone entered my mind."

"So like, the...yoga instructors..."

"That would work, sure. Next, is to make sure you keep all your thoughts to yourself. If you have a hateful thing to say, don't say it—"

"I don't have any hateful things to say. I wouldn't even be here unless I have to."

"Not the attitude we need. Just act normal. Act how you act. Don't let anything slip. I got myself a pensieve because we'll get tons of information. You can't always remember every important thing said. But you might need to transfigure the pensieve into something else so no one feels the need to poke around. For example, my pensieve takes the shape of a small plant in my room. It's simple enough that no one feels the need to bother with it." Ginny nodded and spoke four simple, short words.

"I can do it."

"Good. Now, I think that's about it for now. Just remember to keep your mind closed to intruders and make sure you're always thinking. Oh yes, if you use things as excuses, for example when I said I went to visit my boyfriend, you have to stick with it, one hundred percent. Just keep thinking. You've also got to make sure that you don't go against with what you said. Make sure you keep everything you say consistent. Don't go on and on about how you've been gone because you've been vacationing in Italy then accidentally say you've never been to Italy. You can't slip up because we don't have the time to fix it. I guess that's it."

"Okay, thanks Hermione. At least I know I can probably do this now, even though—"

"Girls, the Order is coming. They must have traced our Apparation route. I'll stay back and fight them, you two Apparate back to the Manor."

"No, we'll help you."

"We can't risk it, Hermione. If anyone sees you two fighting for the Death Eaters and they Apparate back to the Order, they'll tell everyone that you're spies. I mean I'm sure you can find your way out of that but we just cannot risk you two being exposed. Now Apparate back, I'll be fine."

The girls nodded before picturing the kitchens of the Malfoy Manor, (because if they Apparated into the Entry Hall, for all they know they'd be going straight into the battle), and appeared in the kitchens. The first thing they heard was the panicked voices of worried house-elves. Next they heard a bang and a shout. One that sounded a lot likes Draco Malfoy's. Ginny and Hermione rushed out to see when the noise had come from. Once entering the dining hall they saw Ron and Draco in a heated duel. It looked like they were both sporting at least two wounds and that the battle was just beginning. Ginny had her wand out and was just about to say a curse, when Hermione pulled down her arm and dragged her to the corner, behind a very large statue.

"We can not help I know it is hard but it's just what happens when you're a spy. Ask Snape if you don't believe me."

With an irritated sigh, Ginny watched the duel between her brother and her enemy. Hermione did as well, but first she wanted to get an idea of who was winning. She looked closely at Malfoy, his hair was tousled and blood was on his forehead, and Hermione saw a large stain of blood on his white shirt. Ronald looked worse. He seemed to be favoring his left leg, and holding his upper right arm. One of his eyes was swollen shut but he was doing better than Hermione would have expected him to. But she could fix that. She knew he'd be too deep into the battle to notice if she quickly entered his mind. So she tried it. She saw the curse he was planning on performing and if he managed to say it, well there wouldn't be two people to duel any longer.

So Hermione entered Malfoy's mind and told him, He's about to do Avada Kedavra…

Malfoy shot a curse at Ron, giving him a chance to respond, You're back? If he's as weak as you say he is, it won't do me much harm.

He seems stronger.

It's probably just the lighting.

Oh my GOD, just… I don't know, stun him first! Or kill him.

Can't, we're supposed to keep him alive, then keep him prisoner.

Then let me help you.

"Avada Kedavra!" shouted Ron, and Hermione's eyes widened as the green light went towards Draco. As it hit him, the force made him go flying backward, landing with a crash on the ground. Ron looked triumphant. It was sickening. Without thinking, Hermione rushed forward, and kneeled down by Draco Malfoy.

Ron looked confused,

"Hermione? What are you doing here? Why are you next to Malfoy? Where's Ginny? Is she okay?"

Quickly, Hermione entered Ginny's mind and told her to stay put. She'd known Ginny long enough to know she wanted to burst out and hug her brother. Or something.

"Obliviate," she said, pointing her wand at Ron. She stupefied him and looked back down at Draco. He was breathing. And his eyes were open.

"C'mon, Granger, it was all apart of my plan. When the spell hit me, I knew instantly it wasn't strong enough to do anything. So I sent a curse at myself to make me fly backwards, then I was going to make him think I was dead, he'd walk over to me, probably to steal this," he pulled a silver chain out from under his shirt. It had the emblem of the Death Eaters, "To prove he's won. Then I would attack. Seriously, Granger. It was an award winning plan and now I'll never get to try it."

"Come on, where are we going to put Weasley?"

"The prisoner room...obviously."

"Well, I was just checking." Hermione said, defensively. Draco levitated Weasley into the air and started towards the door.

"Gin, you can come out now." As Ginny eased out of her hiding spot, Hermione began following Draco into the prisoner room.

"Granger, tell everyone that we have Weasley. We could use him to get Potter here; now go find my father or Bellatrix."

Hermione nodded and headed towards the door, Ginny followed. The instant they exited, they saw that the battle was still in progress. Lupin and Mr. Weasley being the only two left, each battling four at a time. Before they could see the two girls, they ducked behind a statue.

"Why don't we just tell them we're here?"

"One, they think that the Death Eaters think that you're a spy for them so they wouldn't even talk to you. Two, they can't know I'm here. I'm supposed to be researching. Three, I'm pretending to date Lupin, remember? And I can't deal with him right now," Hermione said in disgust, "C'mon!" Hermione and Ginny, ducking down, ran through the fight until they had gotten through unseen. Bellatrix and Lucius weren't in the battle, which meant they were probably with the Dark Lord, which was great. They headed to the Dark Lord's study first. They skidded to a stop in front of the door, Hermione knocked quickly.

"Enter," came a hiss. They obeyed, and went inside. And true to their guess, Bellatrix and Lucius were also inside.

"My Lord," Hermione bowed, then nudged Ginny to make her do the same, "We've captured Weasley. He's in the prisoner room."

"Very good, have everyone meet in the main hall and then tell them that I am on my way. And get someone to put Weasley in the cage."

"Yes, my Lord." Hermione replied, and left the room, Ginny on her heels.

"How do you talk to him? I can barely breath when he's in the room, I get so nervous!" Ginny whispered, as they rushed through the halls.

"I don't know, I guess I just realized that as long as you show him respect, and are telling him good news then nothing can go wrong. Now come on, we've got to get everyone to the dining hall."

Lupin and Moody were gone, and as the two girls entered the room, they saw that everyone was already there.

"The Dark Lord is on his way." Hermione announced, as they strode into the room, "And Goyle, put Weasley in the cage. Blindfold him too." Goyle nodded dumbly and headed for the prisoner room, while Hermione pulled Ginny aside.

"Gin, I know this is going to be hard for you, alright? I know that you're going to want to help him but what I'm about to tell you is no lie: if Ron really cared about what happens to you, he never would have let you come here in the first place. So whatever happens, he deserves because for all he knows, the same was happening to you. Which brings us to our next plan. We're going to pretend you're dead."

"What? Why?" Ginny's eyes narrowed, but Hermione answered calmly,

"Because we aren't going to kill Weasley, okay? We're just going to torture him, then we're going to send him back to the Order, with the news that we give him that you're dead. After that they've lost all hope with getting a spy for themselves among the younger years. Then all of a sudden you'll come back to the Order, tell them that Ron stuffed you in some shed somewhere and left. They might not completely trust the story but it will stir the water in the Order. Believe me, it's a great plan—" Hermione stopped when she heard the main doors opening. The Dark Lord walked through them, and when he reached his chair, everyone crowded around him, kneeling in turn until everyone was on the ground.

"Rise," he hissed, then flicked his eyes over in the direction of the cage as he continued, "Today is a marvelous day because we have a special guest with us," At this point everyone turned to look at Weasley, who was squatting awkwardly in a cage that definitely was too short for him. Bellatrix sneered at him, Lucius went as far as to spit at him saying in a tone that left no question how much he despised the red-head, "Blood traitor."

Ron let out an angry growl and yelled,

"Let me out and we'll have a fair fight. I'll beat you fair and square!"

Narcissa glided over to them and said, quietly,

"It's time." Hermione nodded, but Ginny looked confused and at the same time, nervous.

"Time for what?"

"Gin, we're going to immobilize you to make you look dead, then we're going to tie you up and make you look like you died a gruesome and painful death to show Weasley."

Less than a minute later, the two had successfully tied the nonmoving Ginny to the floor and used appearance charms to make cuts, scars and bruises as well as a gaping wound from a 'knife stabbing.'

Ron was still yelling and his blindfold was still on, Narcissa whispered to Hermione,

"Change back into Belle, this will be the last time I promise." With a nod, Hermione was back to Belle and back to acting like Draco's wife. She walked quickly over to him and looped her arm through his right when someone pulled the blindfold off of him. The first thing he saw was Ginny's 'dead' body.

"SHE CHANGED SIDES! SO WHY DID YOU KILL HER?"

"Don't play dumb, Weasley, we knew she was a spy for your side." Draco called out, and right as Ron looked over at Malfoy, Belle leaned her head against his shoulder and he bent down and kissed the top of her head.

"I see you found someone that is oblivious to your ugliness, Malfoy." He said, attempting a snarl, before receiving a kick in the stomach, courtesy of Lucius Malfoy.

"And I see you've yet to find someone who finds your utter incompetence and clumsiness charming." Draco shot back.

"Crucio," the Dark Lord hissed, pointing his wand at Ron, who instantly screamed in agony. The Dark Lord kept the spell on for as long as anyone could without the effects that are proven in Neville Longbottom's mother and father. He was hurt and now he had no point to them, they just needed him to tell the Order of Ginny's 'death'. So Belle knew everyone in the room was wondering exactly how to get Ron out without looking like they were letting him go. Belle had thought of the perfect idea in an instant.

"My Lord, wouldn't it be fun to make this into a sort of game for Weasley's survival." 'Belle' said.

"Go on, Mrs. Malfoy."

"We let him out of the cage, and give him a five minute head start before we come after him. If he makes it to the edge of the forest, he wins the prize—his life. If not, then...well then he's dead." She finished, smiling sweetly.

"That sounds like a fine idea, Mrs. Malfoy. Crabbe, let him out. It seems, Mr. Weasley, you might just get out of here alive. But I doubt it." He added with a chuckle.

Crabbe unlocked the cage and backed off. Everyone stood silently, watching as Ron stepped out of the cage, nervously. He didn't have his wand, so they needn't worry about him trying to fight back.

"Go, Weasley, didn't you hear the rules? You have five minutes starting thirty seconds ago." Draco mocked. With that Ron ran for the door, and out of sight. Everyone laughed and congratulated Hermione—who was now Hermione again, on a great plan.

Sprinting as fast as he could, Ron saw that the forest edge was only 200 meters away. 100...50...and he was there. He glanced back, and saw no one. They probably thought that he would try to be tricky by going out a different exit or hiding in the house and sneaking out when they were out looking for him. He Apparated quickly to the Order Headquarters.

"Ron! You're okay, you're alive! What happened?"

"Ginny." Was the first thing that came out of his mouth. "Found out about Ginny," he said breathlessly, "She's dead. They found out that she was a spy and they killed her!"

Five minutes later, they had the pensive out and they were all watching the memory of him seeing Ginny, and when Belle Malfoy started talking, everyone went silent.

"Something about her seems familiar." Lupin said, quietly, "Not her appearance, just the way she acts."

"Yes, I just can't quite put my finger on it—or rather..who."

Editor's Note: Oh, hey, they've found out!! Or…. They're getting close. Dun Dun Dun!! Teehee, it's really too bad they didn't chase after Ron to scare him a bit . But anyhow, back to the drama. The suspense!! And the utter grossness of the Herms/Lupin. If you think about it… It's pedophilia isn't it? And if Hermione had been a few years younger… Child molestation and/or statutory rape…. Why am I writing this stuff in my editor's note? Oh yeah, because I'm listening to crazy music that's screwing with my head. Anyhoo!! Moving on!!

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