On her way to her destination Ginny contemplated her intelligence and her sanity. What she was doing was both immensely dangerous but immensely important. She left her camp under cover of dark in near complete secrecy as she had since receiving the green light from Kingsley. These visits had not always yielded results but the last time she had gone snooping near a death eater camp she discovered that Draco Malfoy was stationed right off the coast of Plymouth. She was in disguise but she had no doubt that Malfoy would recognize her, the brown hair and lack of freckles would not be enough to conceal her appearance from him. The rest of the death eaters however would not recognize her. Ginny, boldfaced and daring, propped up her hood and placed a death eater mask over her face and walked into camp.
Ginny walked amongst the white canvas tents looking for any sign of Malfoy. The wet ground made sloshing sounds as she plodded passed the tents. The mud sprayed the hems of her pants as she walked by. The mood in the death eater camp seemed to be somber and the death eaters were moving rather slowly. Ginny turned for an instant and saw the reason- there was no food in the cooking cauldron. The order had taken out the food lines and this was the result, poor and starving death eaters. Ginny moved amongst them more straining to keep her robes covering her slightly protruding belly. Pregnant death eaters would have been expelled from the ranks and it would give her away. Suddenly from the corner of her eye Ginny saw a flash of white blonde hair she turned on her heel quickly and narrowly avoided slipping in the mud. She walked after Malfoy whom was talking with a comrade in a hushed voice. Ginny knelt in front of Malfoy " Excuse me my lord I have pertinent information I can only share with you. Privately" Malfoy looked irritated.
"Excuse me Fowler it seems a subordinate has business she must discuss with me." Malfoy said through gritted teeth. His comrade walked away as Ginny followed Malfoy into the tent. "What is it?" Ginny removed her mask. Malfoy gasped as if he'd seen ghost.
"Weasley what in fuck's name are you doing here?" He exclaimed.
"I know you were Neville's spy, I'm here to recruit your services." Ginny told him looking him right in the eye.
"Why shouldn't I report you right now?" Malfoy asked recovering his composure with a dangerous glint in his eye.
"If you did Tom would know you were the spy and he would kill you." Ginny replied, "Besides I cannot help you if you turn me in."
"How would you be able to help me?"
"I can keep your family safe." Ginny told him. Malfoy squeezed his eyes in exasperation.
"My activities nearly got me killed. My wife is dead and without myself my children will be orphans, possibly dead themselves." Malfoy told her.
"We can place guards in your house and contingency plans in place. The Dark Lord will never do that for you and you know Dolohov is merely looking for a reason to cause harm. Please Malfoy you did so much good don't give up because the road is bumpy we can work this out." Ginny begged. Malfoy kept silent as he contemplated.
"No." Malfoy said decisively.
"Why?" Ginny asked.
"Because my family took the fall last time and I will not allow it to happen again." Malfoy told her icily.
"Remember Malfoy the only way you get vengeance on your wife's killer is if you cooperate with me," Ginny reminded him.
Malfoy whipped his head around to glare at Ginny. "You still don't get it Weasley I killed my wife. You killed my wife. The order killed my wife" Malfoy snapped.
"Malfoy, who killed your father? Who killed your mother? Who put a countless amount of blood on your hands? Who wants to put blood on your son's hands?" Ginny asked. Malfoy yelled and flipped over the table. Ginny looked around hurriedly waiting to be discovered. She made a move to apparate but Malfoy disarmed her before she was able. With another wave of his wand Ginny was forced onto her knees, she put her hands in front of her in surrender. Ginny looked at Malfoy, his hair was wild and his eyes conveyed sheer rage. The sounds coming from his mouth were animalistic.
"I have lost everything. I should just kill you." Malfoy glanced at her protruding belly, he swallowed. "I really should kill you just so you don't bring another dark lord into this world." Malfoy's wand was pointed straight at her temple. Never had he looked so powerful to her, never had he looked so mad. Then slowly inexplicably he lowered his arm. "Malfoy men do not murder the helpless and the insane" Malfoy relaxed. He turned his back on her and Ginny released a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Get out," Malfoy ordered. Ginny picked up her wand and turned to leave.
"This is a mistake, Malfoy, I can help you." Ginny whispered.
"Prove it Weasley" Malfoy told her brusquely. Ginny re-adjusted her cloak in order to hide her belly and walked out of the tent. She walked through the tents to the edge of a camp however she turned her head at the sound of a crash. A tent a few feet to her right was on fire. Ginny ducked as several jets of fire crashed into the tents. She scrambled to get away from the blasts firing into the tents. Ginny headed into the forests and tried to apparate but was unable. Instead she ran further and slipped and fell at the base of a tree. She heard a rustling above her in the trees and looked up to see a man sitting in the trees, she pointed her wand at the man only for him to see her and fire a jet of light at her. And then she saw nothing.
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When she next awoke she was hanging on a ceiling of a cave held by her hands directly above her, feet just inches from the ground. Ginny felt as though she couldn't breathe and began to hyperventilate. Slowly she looked up to a heavily muscled man if it was even a man. His ears were pointed and his nose was slightly flattened and he held a bow at his side. When he smiled his teeth were pointed, and yet despite these deformities he was beautiful. His long dark hair was pulled behind his shoulder.
"Who are you?" the thing spoke in perfect English his voice a deep growl.
"Ginny Weasley, please let me down I can't breathe" Ginny wheezed. The thing studied her and circled her as she wheezed and coughed. It's eyes stopped on her stomach.
"There are many powers associated with your daughter. They are associated with the dark and yet, she herself is not. She is quite a," the creature paused, "conundrum." The creature felt her bare stomach, "Ahh the daughter of my enemy." The creature grumbled. Ginny struggled to breathe and fought to get out of her chains but she couldn't get loose. She wheezed and finally took a breath.
"I'm not your enemy I don't even know who you are!" Ginny cried out. If only she had her wand then she could kill this creature and be on her way. The pain in her chest was suffocating her. She was going to die in this dark cave and so was her daughter.
"I'm not speaking about you, I speak of the dark one. He who was born evil, and grew evil twisting the light into dark. All this for power." The creature grumbled staring intently at your stomach. After a moment the creature turned to look her in the eye. "Although you are not an enemy you yourself are twisted and conflicted. You are evil as well. But not wholly" the creature replied.
"Please let me down." Ginny begged, the creature looked her for moment before waving his arm and releasing the chain a little allowing Ginny's feet to just rest on the floor. Finally allowed to breathe Ginny asked, "What do you want with me?"
"Are you a death eater?" The creature asked.
"No." Ginny told him.
"Wrong. You may have given up the banner but at your soul you are just as twisted deceitful and malicious. You kill anyone who gets in your way. You killed innocent men because your brother was killed. Your fury and evil led you to kill countless and torture many. You have repented none." The creature sneered. He picked up his bow and walked out the door. Ginny sobbed in desperation.
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Kingsley paced the order meeting room waiting for Ginny Weasley. He expected her to be back sooner, usually she was a few short hours. She was a born natural at the war game. He supposed that he was happy she was on their side for the time being but he felt that would change eventually. He could not trust this woman she was holding back information for herself and her involvement in plans still had many very nervous. Only a small few had been won over but they were the stupid, trusting type. Kingsley had no room to trust her. She was dangerous volatile and carrying the Dark Lord's child. Kingsley shook his head at the idea, a Weasley carrying the world's darkest Lord's child.
Kingsley debated over sending her back but she proved useful and Charlie wouldn't have allowed it. Without his assistance the Order would be destroyed. Thus Kingsley's hands were bound. The greatest threat was living under his roof and she could come into this world at any given moment. Suddenly Kingsley turned at the knock at the door. Macmillan came in with a somber expression on his face.
"Ginny Weasley was killed by those fire balls. I saw it happen, she's dead." Macmillan told him. Still despite his weariness regarding Ginny he was sorry to hear she was dead. She was one of the last of the Weasley's. Kingsley rubbed his face in stress.
"Tell Ella to tell Ron and Charlie Weasley. They should know." Kingsley sat down looking at a map planning his next move. The trio should be here shortly.
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