A/N: I believe that this is going to be the second to last chapter. I hate to end the story, but every story has to have an ending at one point or another! Enjoy!

Ginny walked down the corridor to one of her patient's room. She heard a startling sound. As if someone was screaming. She hurried down the hall towards the screams, which was also in the same direction of her patient's room. Nurses were running into a room at the end of the hall.

"Charles! Charles, wait!" Ginny yelled to a male nurse who was about to enter the room. Charles skidded to a stop and turned towards Ginny franticly. "What's happening?" She asked as she looked through the glass window into the room.

"Mr. Matthews is going into one of his fits again." Charles said quickly.

"The medicine that we administered him didn't work?" Ginny asked disappoint.

"Well it worked for most of the night, however by this morning he was being violent again." Charles explained. "I'm sorry Miss Weasley, but I have to get in there and help them." Charles said in a panic.

"Don't worry, I'm coming in too." Ginny said walking towards the door.

"What? Miss Weasley, no you can't! You're pregnant, with Mr. Matthews' thrashing is not safe." Charles protested and looked Ginny up and down. Ginny sighed slightly annoyed.

"I know that you're right." She said and opened the door for him. Charles quickly rushed in. Ginny looked through the glass window that looked into Mr. Matthews' room. Four nurses had to hold Mr. Matthews' legs and arms down while Charles injected him with a sedative. Almost immediately Mr. Matthews started to relax. They usually never used Muggle medicine, however thanks to Ginny's father being the Minister of Magic, Ginny has been able to use it on her more violent patients.

Mr. Matthews has been one of Ginny's more violent patients. He was one of the few Aurors that survived the raid that Remus was killed in. When he wasn't violent he was a very nice man. His violent tendencies came about due to a new curse that a Death Eater hit him with. This new cursed causes his whole body to flare up into pain. The pain is so unbearable that he lashes out violently trying to make the pain stop. The original curse was a magnified Cruciatus Curse, where the victim is in constant pain even when the caster is nowhere near them. The affects of the Second Wizarding War were the birth of newer, and in some cases very deadly, curses. This, of course means that there are no known cures for these new curses. That's where Ginny and her team comes in. Ginny and her team's challenges are to create new anti-curses, if not in the healthcare field then at least in the defense against the dark arts. Ginny has been able to make the non-stop pain to stop in short intervals, but hasn't been able to make it effective enough for long term use. Ginny doesn't want to use the Muggle medicine constantly, fearing that her patients might develop an addiction, like how some muggles did. For now, all that Ginny can do is keep trying to cure Mr. Matthews.

"I didn't give him the whole dosage." Charles said as he and the other nurses filed out of the room.

"Does that mean that he's still awake?" Ginny asked without looking at Charles.

"No, he seems to be sleeping for now." Charles sighed and then turned towards Ginny. "So I hear that you are having twins." Charles smiled widely.

"News travels fast. And to be honest, they only think that I'm having twins because my hormone levels are high. It hasn't been totally confirmed." Ginny laughed. Charles was a good looking man. He had a light tan as if he had a house in the south of France that he visited ever weekend, greenish eyes, and a wide smile. On anyone else and his mouth would look oversized, but it looked perfect on Charles's large frame. Ginny would never guest that he would be a man who would want to be a nurse. If anything Ginny would guess that was a quidditch player, an Auror, or something that dealt with large magical animals. Ginny had it in the back of her mind that if Draco was found dead or just never returned that she would consider dating Charles. Although the agony of the thought of Draco not being in her life only allowed her to consider Charles as a possibility and nothing else.

"Well, I like the idea of you having twins. And for a women who is having twins you look great." Charles smiled brightly. "How far a long are you again?" He asked as they both turned down the corridor to the nursing station.

"Almost four months." Ginny said looking down at her belly. It really hadn't grown overly huge, not yet at least. Ginny's mother told her that, that wouldn't happen really until she got closer to her third trimester. Even though Ginny knew all about giving birth and babies via her schooling, it seems totally different when you're the one pregnant. All of the information that she learn at school seemed to have washed away, enough that she constantly had questions for Lavender, Isabel, and her mom.

"Well like I said, you would never have guess that you were pregnant, besides the pregnancy glow of course." Charles smirked as he picked up a clipboard for another patient.

"Thank you Charles." Ginny said almost blushing.

"I have two sisters who have been pregnant. I know that you women make up ridiculous notions about your changing bodies." Charles laughed as he walked off. Ginny watched him walk away and smiled. In a way, Charles reminded Ginny of Draco; which made her miss him. She looked down at her watch. It was 11 o'clock.

"It's too soon to go up and get lunch with him." Ginny sighed out loud. "I'll check on Mr. Matthews and see where the time takes me." She whispered to herself. Ginny turned back around and headed down the corridor to Mr. Matthews room. There was another nurse in there taking his vitals. "Any change?" Ginny asked as she walked in.

"His face is more relaxed, so I'm guessing that the pain subsided." The nurse reported. "Everything else looks good." She added. Ginny nodded her head as she looked at his chart.

"Oh Mr. Matthews what am I going to do with you?" Ginny whispered to herself mostly.

"Don't fret, lovely." Someone whispered softly. It was so sudden that both Ginny and the nurse jumped and looked down at the bed. Mr. Matthews' eyes were open slightly and he was smirking at them.

"But, how?" Ginny asked and looked at the nurse puzzled. "I thought that Charles gave him at least half." Ginny said to the nurse.

"That's what I thought too." The nurse whispered.

"Mr. Matthews do you know where you are?" Ginny asked in a slightly raised voice. Mr. Matthews gave a small chuckle.

"Of course. I'm in the ministry of magic health department. Where I have been since I was attacked." He said very slowly.

"I know that you must be sick of hearing that question." Ginny smiled softly. Every time they sedate him, Ginny or the head nurse, usually Charles, asks him the same question. This is to insure that there isn't any brain function loss.

"Well I rather give a pretty girl like you the answer than that funny looking nurse." Mr. Matthews joked.

"Mr. Matthews, Charles is not funny looking." The nurse laughed and nudged his leg.

"Says you. When I thought about being taken care of by a nurse. It was always a beautiful young one like you or Dr. Ginny. Not a big hairy guy." Mr. Matthews laughed slowly.

"Well if I had less self confidence then I would be hurt by that remark." A male voice said from the door. Ginny looked up and Charles stood in the doorway smiling.

"Oh Damn! He's back." Mr. Mathews laughed and everyone else joined in.

"Come in." Draco said as he heard a knock at his door. Ron opened the door of Draco's office. He looked horrible, as if he hadn't had sleep in days. He also looked like terrified. "What can I do for you Ron?" Draco asked as Ron approached his desk. Ron didn't say anything He just sat down in one of Draco's winged-back chairs quietly. He waited just starring at Draco without saying a word. "Ron?" Draco whispered. "Are you ok?" He added. Ron didn't say anything, Draco's door opened again without a knock and Harry walked in the same way that Ron did. He handed Ron a piece of paper. Ron looked at it and then slid it over to Draco. Draco took the piece of paper and looked at it. Written across the top it said Death Certificate is giant letters with the Ministry of Magic official seal on it. Draco looked up at Ron and both he and Harry were starring hard back at him. Draco then looked down at the death certificate again. "So this is my father's death certificate?" Draco finally said and looked up at Ron again.

"That's what it says." Ron said with a little waver in his voice.

"You don't seem to believe it." Draco said putting the piece of paper down on his desk.

"And you don't seem that shocked." Ron snapped. Draco was taken aback by Ron's response. Harry stayed quiet shockingly.

"You can't possibly think that I had anything to do with-" Draco was saying in annoyance.

"No Draco, of course not." Ron said interrupting Draco. "I mean you don't seem surprised by the blood type or eye color." Ron explained. Draco raised an eyebrow and then picked the piece of paper back up.

"To be honest I didn't really look." Draco shrugged his shoulders as he scanned the piece of paper. Suddenly Draco's eyes zeroed in on his father's eye color. The death certificate stated brown. "But that's…that's impossible." Draco whispered out loud.

"Draco, I'm here to verify if my suspicions are correct." Ron said sternly. "What color are your father's eyes?" He asked.

"Blue. Like mine. And his blood type is AB, also like mine. But here it says O+." Draco was still in shock. "What does this mean?" He asked looking up at Ron.

"It means, your father isn't dead. What's more, it means that he disguised himself as someone else and walked out of Azkaban unquestioned." Ron said placing his hands on Draco's desk and leaning forward. "It means…" Ron continued.

"Give me every name of every person who was at the scene. EVERYONE!" Draco said forcefully. "Even the coroner." He added.

"What?" Ron said with a jump.

"He disguised himself as one of us, but we thought that he was in his cell this whole time. That means that he had someone on the inside who was willing to switched with him. If the dead Lucius Malfoy's face stayed the same even after death, then that means the new Lucius Malfoy's face is still the same." Draco explained.

"You think that someone who is in this building right now has been pretending to be someone else for weeks?" Harry asked. "I've seen everyone who was at that scene dozen of times since then. If your little idea is correct then that means that Lucius has been working for us, and very well might I add, for weeks." Harry snapped.

"Exactly." Draco said sternly. Both Ron and Harry looked at one another and then back at Draco. "Lucius planned this for a while now. And he had to have someone working for him who had switched sides. That way Lucius would know everything that he or she did. What their routine is, who their friends are, what their bloody personality is like." Draco explained.

"But why would someone switch sides all of a sudden? We have won the war. Voldemort is dead for good this time." Ron shook his head.

"Because of the mission!" Draco barked. "Merlin!" Draco hissed and ran his hands through his hair. "Like any good leader, Voldemort convinced his followers that even without him, the mission must still live on." Draco grumbled. "And what's that mission?" He asked sarcastically.

"Kill Harry Potter?" Harry hissed.

"No." Draco rolled his eyes. "That was just a personal revenge for him. His true mission was to purify the wizard world. Enslave the muggles and wipe out muggleborns and blood traitors." Draco boomed.

"And your good old Dad is leading the way?" Harry asked and folded his arms across his chest.

"I told you Potter, Lucius is nothing but a sperm donor to me. We all couldn't have the father of the year for a dad." Draco hissed back. Harry's face hardened, but he didn't response. "So like I said, I want every name that was 50 miles from Azkaban." Draco growled as he looked down at Ron and Harry.

"Aren't you off this case, sir?" Harry growled himself.

"If you didn't want my help, then you wouldn't have come to me Potter." Draco's hands started to curl into fists.

"Ron said it himself, we only needed you to verify the eye color." Harry stood up slowly and very rigidly.

"You could have just found a picture of him. You didn't really need me. Or better yet, look up his birth certificate." Draco smirked and glared at Harry.

"Enough you two." Ron said tiredly and stood up. "Kingsley told me that I could add you on the case as a consultant, but not as a person with authority." Ron explained. Draco could see a smile forming around Harry's mouth. "But I will bring you the list. I will have you a part of the team, but I just can't send you out into the field." Ron added and Harry's smile disappeared.

"That is fine by me." Draco nodded.

"Are you waiting for Ginny?" A male voice asked as Draco was leaning against the nurses' desk. He could recognize that voice from anywhere, Charles Bier.

"Actually yes." Draco nodded as he turned towards Charles. It wasn't that Draco didn't like Charles; there was just something about him that didn't sit right with Draco. It was as if Draco had met him before but he knew that he didn't.

"I'll go tell her. She's just with one of her patients." Charles said cheerfully.

"Oh, you don't have to. I don't want to be a bother. I'll just wait." Draco insisted. There wasn't any sort of emergency he just had to see Ginny after having that meeting with Ron and Harry. Draco had been finding himself more and more depended on Ginny's presence. It had been only a few months since he had returned and the idea of loosing Ginny again has only increased instead of decreasing.

"It won't be a bother. I have a feeling that she wanted to see you also. She has been checking her watch every five minutes." Charles chuckled as he rounded the corner to go fetch Ginny. Draco smiled to himself, it makes him feel better knowing that Ginny is just as impatient in seeing him as he is to her.

Draco's smile suddenly fell very quickly. He had such a haunting feeling overcome him. As if someone was watching him, but not just anyone as if a darkness was watching him. Draco looked up, but no one was there. The halls were empty besides the occasional nurse or doctor walking from room to room, not paying any attention to Draco. Draco looked around him to find the source. It felt like it was starting to make his mark tingle, but Draco knew that that would be impossible. Only the Dark Lord could make his mark burn and he was obviously dead. Draco shook his head and rubbed his forearm. He was obviously going a bit stir crazy because of this new development in the case. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Your mark is not tingling. There is no dark force around you. Stop making yourself crazy." Draco was repeating to himself in his head.

"Draco?" He heard a whisper. He opened his eyes and Ginny was standing in front of him looking at him strangely. "Are you ok?" She asked placing her hand on his arm. Instantly his arm stopped tingling and the dark force was lifted. Draco smiled and leaned down to kiss Ginny lightly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just got some crazy news today." He whispered as he brought her into his arms. "Are you ready for lunch?" He asked as he pulled away.

"Are you kidding? You're asking your pregnant fiancé if she is ready for lunch?" Ginny laughed.

"That's right. How foolish of me!" Draco smiled lovingly at her.

"Let me just hang up my lab coat." Ginny said as she walked into her office. Draco eyes followed her to the office and realized that someone was looking at them. There was a middle-aged man in a hospital bed watching them. Draco smiled and gave a little wave at the man. The man did not smile or wave back, he only just starred at Draco with a grimace. Ginny came out of her office and followed Draco's eyesight. Almost instantly the older man's face came alive and smile at Ginny. Ginny smiled back and gave him a wave as she took Draco's hand and they headed off to lunch.

"Who was that guy?" Draco asked as they walked down the hall.

"What guy?" Ginny asked.

"The guy that you just waved too, in the bed." Draco chuckled and nodded his head back to the direction of which they came.

"Oh him!" Ginny laughed. "That's Mr. Matthews. He's one of our special patients. He was hit with a new curse at the Azkaban raid." Ginny explained. "He's really a nice man and a good sport considering the agonizing pain that he is in." She added. "Vending machine food again Charles?" Ginny said laughing as she saw Charles walking towards them.

"What can I say? It's fast and easy." Charles shrugged. "Enjoy your lunch you two." He added as they passed. Draco paused and stopped walking. Ginny looked at him with a puzzling look about her.

"Why don't you join us Charles?" Draco called out to him. Charles stopped and turned back. Draco might not be too keen about Charles, but she knew that he has been a good friend and colleague to Ginny.

"Why thank you Draco." Charles said in almost a shocked voice. "But-umm-but-ummm I really need to check on Mr. Matthews' charts and finish his scans." Charles stumbled out. "Maybe next time." He added.

"The next time that we all share a meal better be at our wedding." Ginny smiled at Charles and then squeezed Draco's hand. Draco looked down at her and smiled.

"That it will be." Charles laughed nervously and then hurried away.

"That was the first time that I would ever classified Charles as being squirrely or suspicious." Draco said as he watched Charles hurry along.

"He's very attentive to Mr. Matthews. I think that it's because his own father was killed by one of these new curses so he feels the need to cure Mr. Matthews himself." Ginny explained. "Or it could be the sheer fact that you intimidate him." Ginny said in a matter-of-fact tone as they continued out of the Health Department.

"I intimidate him?" Draco said in shock. "Why do I intimidate him? Or how do I?" He added.

"The long lost war hero. The department head of the Aurors. The big sexy muscular guy. What's not to be intimidated about?" Ginny asked as they entered the elevator.

"Big sexy muscular guy huh?" Draco smiled and brought Ginny closer to him. They were alone in the elevator.

"Do you think that you are not big or muscular?" Ginny teased as her hands lightly caressed Draco's arm.

"So I won't be able to have lunch with you today." Ginny said as she pressed the button for Draco's office. Draco looked at her strangely.

"Oh? And why not? It would be our last lunch together before we're married." Draco teased. Ginny have been pulling that sentence left and right towards Draco lately.

"Oh you are sooooo funny." Ginny rolled her eyes. The elevator dinged and the doors opened. A file of people came into the elevator, pushing Ginny and Draco together. Ginny turned towards Draco so that they were facing one another. Draco wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "Mr. Matthews is leaving today and I want to see him off." Ginny explained. The elevator dinged again and again a file of people left with a file of people to take their place. The elevator began to move again.

"He's leaving? But I thought that you haven't been able to cure his curse yet." Draco said raising an eyebrow.

"Well I haven't yet. But in Northern Ireland there's a curse specialist who is willing to take him." Ginny sighed a bit sadly.

"A curse specialist that's better than you? I doubt it." Draco jostled Ginny a bit to make her smile, and it worked. The elevator came to another stop and the shuffling of feet began again.

"Well I don't know if he's better than me. But Mr. Matthews needs a one on one specialists and as much as I want to help him. I just can't provide that kind of care for him, I just don't have the staff." Ginny explained as she played with Draco's jacket. "So Charles is taking him up to Ireland today." Ginny added and looked up at Draco.

"Charles? Why not you?" Draco asked. "You have invested so much into Mr. Matthews. You should take him." Draco protested as he had to rearrange himself since the quarters of the elevator were beginning to get even more tight.

"I know, but Charles has too. I might even say that he has more than I have." Ginny sighed. "Like I told you. I think that he has taken to Mr. Matthews because of what happened to his own father." She added. The elevator dinged again and it was finally Ginny and Draco's turn to get off. They both stepped off and as they did Draco entangled his fingers in with Ginny's and started walking down the hall.

"So you're letting Charles take him up and you're going to send them off?" Draco recapped their conversation. Ginny just nodded.

"Correct." She smiled as they came to Draco's office doors. They were wide open, which was odd since they were always closed. "What's going on here?" Ginny asked as she peered in. A long oak table was in the middle of the room, again odd since there never was on before; and on the table were stacks of folders and files. Suddenly a red head popped from behind one of the doors. Ginny jumped back a bit before she realized who it was.

"Sorry sis, this is classified." Ron said with a smile. "You didn't tell her anything did you?" He asked Draco.

"Is that really a question?" Draco shook his head with a smile.

"Well you never know." Harry grumbled as he made his way into view.

"But seriously. What are you guys doing?" Ginny asked puzzled.

"Sorry babe. Ron's right. It's classified." Draco shrugged his shoulders and pulled Ginny away from his office doors. "This is what my day looks like. So it's good that you can't make it to lunch because I doubt that I could have anyway." He explained.

"I wished that it wasn't so classified so that we could get more people to help us out!" Harry raised his voice to make sure that Draco could hear him.

"Well that would defeat the purpose of us doing this, now wouldn't it." Draco said just as loud.

"Are you two going to be alright working on this?" Ginny asked looking at Draco and then back at his office doors.

"Yeah…Ron will be there to break anything up." Draco grumbled at the thought of having to deal with Harry all day in close quarters.

"And I thought that you were taken off this case." Ginny added.

"Yes I was, but there have been exceptions made. I'm sorry Gin, that's all that I can say about this." Draco shook his head at the doors of his office.

"Alright then. If you say so." Ginny shook her head in disbelief. "I love you." She smiled up at Draco. Draco turned his head towards her and smiled back.

"I love you too. All three of you." Draco whispered as he lean down and kissed Ginny lightly. Draco smiled and pulled her waist towards him and kissed her again. "I'll see you later tonight." He whispered as they parted.

"Should I stay up for you?" Ginny asked with a raised brow.

"Yes, I shouldn't be here that late." Draco chuckled as he let Ginny slip out of his arms.

"You better not be." Ginny smiled warmly as she walked back to the elevator. Draco watched as she turned the corner and then took in a deep breath before he entered his office, closing the doors behind him.