'Ladies and gentlemen, we will be touching down in approximately half an hour. The local time is…'

Ginny dimly opened her eyes. Luna was still dozing softly on her shoulder, and the blonde woman's weight was gentle and warm.

Yawning, Ginny blinked repeatedly, and wiped the sleepy-dust out of her eyes. She took care not to disturb Luna, but her girlfriend began to rouse herself nonetheless.

'Morning,' Ginny whispered, smiling. 'Slept okay, Lu?'

Luna nodded, smiling shyly back.

'You have a very comfortable shoulder.'

Ginny chuckled, and intertwined their fingers together.

'Thanks,' she said, pressing a quick kiss to Luna's forehead. The blonde woman's cheeks dimpled and flushed. 'You ready for Rio, then?'

'With you with me,' Luna replied. 'I could take on the whole world, Ginny.'

Tonks insisted that they all get to the hotel as soon as possible. MI6 agents had already scoured the place for bugs, and had agreed that the place was safe. However, Remus and Tonks did a precautionary sweep around the rooms before they let Ginny and Luna inside.

After unpacking, Luna and Ginny were escorted by Tonks to a room in the hotel cellar that had been made the base for operations.

Two security guards stood inside, and only let them pass after Tonks nodded at them.

The room was dominated by a large round table, upon which was the paraphernalia of paper, telephones, mobile phones, and even a few computer monitors that Ginny presumed was common for such a mission.

'So… any developments?' Tonks asked.

A man stepped forward. He was short, with a scar running over one of his eyes. Unlike the other people around him, he was wearing a bullet-proof vest and seemed unconcerned about his appearance as long as it was protected. A strange tattoo was on his right hand, almost like an eye with a long forked tail.

'Ha!' His voice was gruff. 'We haven't been just sat around waiting for you lot to turn up. The local indigenous groups have been in contact with us; they've been reporting strange activities across the entire Amazon delta for several months, but no-one took them seriously until these burglaries started happening. Typical upper-crust attitude.'

'Thank you, Sam,' Remus said, with a long-suffering tone. 'Have we any idea where the activities are originating from?'

The short man nodded, and slammed his finger down on a point on the map spread across a section of table. It was deep in the rainforest, and seemed only accessible by dirt tracks.

'A testing facility?'

'Probably,' Tonks said. 'It would certainly explain why all those plants and research were being taken.'

'Speaking of the plants,' Remus said, turning to Luna. 'Ms Lovegood, you said that the Amazonian Octarine-Flame was the species of plant you were being asked about, just before the break-in?'

Luna nodded.

'Yes,' she said, taking a step towards the table. 'I thought it was very strange, since the plant isn't normally kept domestically in the UK.'

'Now, that's a name that keeps cropping up,' the agent called Sam grunted. 'The locals we've been talking to have mentioned it about three dozen times.'

He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a cigar. He put it in his mouth and was about to light it when Remus gave him a look. From where Ginny was stood, it was clearly a look Remus had gotten used to showing.

'Sam, please do that outside. You know the fire hazard.'

Sam rolled his eyes, and made for the door.

'Ginny, Luna; you two should head back upstairs,' Remus said. 'We'll let you know if anything else crops up; you both need some rest before you can think properly.'

'I'll take them up,' Sam muttered. 'I need to head up that way anyway.'

Ginny shot a look at Tonks, who nodded in approval. Apparently, Sam was trustworthy.

Luna slipped her fingers around Ginny's, and the two women followed the older policeman out of the room.

'Er… nice tattoo,' Ginny offered, pointing at the man's hand as he struck a match to light his cigar.

Sam smiled. The effect wasn't much better than when he was frowning, but it was nice to know that even a grizzled man like him could smile.

'Not a tattoo, but thanks, kid,' he said, breathing out a large amount of foul-smelling smoke. 'Got it on the job.'

'Oh.'

'These things happen in my line of work,' he replied, conversationally as they headed up the stairs. 'Truth be told, I needed to get out of that room.'

'It is a bit dank, isn't it.'

'I'm used to dank, but yeah. Also, it's almost six and I need to give the family a call. I'll just see you to your room.'

He did a quick sweep of the room, and then closed the door behind them. Ginny could hear him punching numbers into a phone.

'Hello Sybil.' Sam's voice drifted through the door, sounding far softer than it had done previously. 'How is everyone back home? Good. Yes, it's that time… can you put young Sam on?...'

Ginny and Luna had passed out from jetlag more-or-less instantaneously after their heads hit the pillow. Just before she completely lost consciousness, though, Ginny was vaguely aware of… a song about cows? Maybe it was just the jet-lag playing tricks on her. Weird.

When she eventually woke up about… how many hours later? It was the next morning, anyway.

After rousing Luna, the two (plus Tonks) grabbed a quick breakfast in the hotel restaurant, before heading to the cellar planning room.

The planning was less fun than Ginny had been expecting. James Bond certainly didn't need to deal with stuff this dreary, she was certain. Eventually, after struggling through several hours of it, Ginny had to stifle a yawn.

'Er, sorry,' Tonks said, shooting her a sympathetic look. 'I know this is a bit stuffy.'

'No, it's fuu-fuuu-fiiiine,' Ginny replied, trying to disguise another yawn behind her hand. 'I'm just…'

Luna interlaced their fingers together.

'You don't need me for a while, so how about me and Ginny go back to our room?'

Remus nodded.

'I'll escort you both back upstairs,' Tonks said. 'Sam, let us know if anything happens.'

Sam nodded, the scar on his hand seeming to glow in the half-light. But Ginny blinked, and it was just a normal scar again. Strange.

Still holding Ginny's hand, Luna pulled her girlfriend out of the room. Tonks followed, at a distance.

'You're too much of a trooper,' Luna said, smiling. 'Ginny, just tell me if you're getting bored.'

'Didn't want to be rude,' Ginny mumbled. 'It's important stuff.'

'So is you not feeling bored out of your mind,' replied Luna. 'How about we get some fresh air?'

Luna pulled Ginny out of the front lobby, and onto the streets. Ginny shot a nervous look back at Tonks; surely this was a security issue?

But Tonks instead smiled and gave a small, almost imperceptible, wink. Taking strength from this, Ginny looked back at Luna.

'Come on, we're in Rio!' Luna said, squeezing her girlfriends hand. The blonde woman was giggling, happily, as the two of them set off.

The streets around them were vibrant and full of people. Stalls bustled with all manner of sounds and smells. People were laughing, yelling, and chatting to each-other all around them. There was the sound of traffic nearby, as Luna had led them down what seemed to be a pedestrianised street. Or, at least, a street where there were too many people to let cars and motorbikes through. Looking around, Ginny couldn't see Tonks anyway, but there were so many nationalities and ethnicities present that no-one took much notice of the two women. The phrase "hiding in plain sight" was apt. She guessed they would be okay like this, at least for a little while.

'Drink?' Luna asked, as they approached a cafe. 'My treat?'

The two of them ordered two coffees and sat down at a table. From what Ginny could gather, the radio was playing a Brazilian band called Fresno.

Luna lounged back in her seat, and Ginny couldn't help her heart beating faster as she looked at the blonde. Man, her girlfriend was so lovely. It still blew Ginny's mind that, of all people, Luna had wanted to be with a plain redhead from the country like her.

'Ginny, you're making me blush,' Luna giggled, her cheeks flushing.

'Can't help it,' Ginny said, stroking her hand. 'You're really cute. Your girlfriend must be really lucky.'

Luna nodded.

'As must be yours.'

It was Ginny's turn to blush.

'I… I'm really glad you're here, Ginny,' Luna said, intertwining their fingers together. 'This has been really wonderful.'

Ginny felt her heart ache with love for the blonde.

'You two didn't half give us the run-around.'

Ginny felt her stomach squirm with guilt. Turning, she saw that Tonks had sat down on a table nearby. Out of the corner of her eye, she could also see Remus stood a few metres further away, somehow managing to blend into the crowd despite himself.

'Er… sorry, Tonks,' Ginny said. 'Honestly, it was my fault, I shouldn't have gotten so bored earlier…'

'As long as you're both safe,' Tonks replied. 'Besides, you're young and in love. I… I guess I can understand that.'

Tonks's eyes drifted over to wear Remus was stood. His mousy brown hair was reflecting the sunlight.

Sounds about right, Ginny thought.

The three of them left the café. They were about to return to the hotel, when Ginny heard a very familiar noise.

Turning, she saw that a basketball had rolled over the pavement towards her. She stopped it with her foot, and picked it up.

A group of young Brazilian children and teenagers were stood a few feet away, a court behind them.

Basketball!

'Oh, I know that look.'

Ginny turned. Luna was smiling at her, a very knowing look in her large grey eyes.

'Sorry, I know we can't-'

'Ginny Weasley, since when do you avoid stuff you want to do?'

Ginny stared at her.

'Come on,' Luna said, encouragingly. 'Tonks, she can; right?'

'I… oh, alright,' Tonks said, sounding a little exasperated. 'But try not to stand out, okay?'

Ginny nodded, and walked over to the court, bouncing the ball on the ground as she did.

The kids stared at her, raising their eyebrows. Ginny imagined that seeing some random British tourist using the ball like a pro was a bit perplexing. Especially a tourist who had bright red hair and was barely five and a half feet tall.

Ginny grinned, and performed one of her little tricks, sending the ball up round her shoulders and back down on the ground again, before passing it between her hands.

The kids giggled, now smiling.

Darting forward, Ginny dodged several of them, and headed towards the hoop at one end of the court. Onlookers were starting to grin and clap. The kids were laughing as they tried to keep up with her.

Ginny looked over to wear Luna was stood. She winked at the blonde.

Ginny then jumped, latching onto the hoop and dropping the ball through it in a slam dunk. The crowd cheered.

As Ginny landed, the teenagers surrounded her, cheering and slapping her companionably on the back. She couldn't understand what most of them were saying, but a couple of older kids exclaimed 'bravo!'.

After the group had disbursed, Ginny returned to where Luna was stood with Tonks.

'What was that about "not standing out"?'

'Er…'

'Don't worry, it was good to see you having fun,' Luna said. 'Not to mention looking very attractive while you do it.'

Ginny blushed. She smiled around at the kids.

But something caught her eye. Or.. someone.

A figure was stood in a small alleyway between two buildings. They were dressed in black, with large sunglasses obscuring most of their face.

'Tonks, do you…'

But the figure had disappeared before Ginny could point them out.

They returned to the hotel. Tonks took up her usual spot outside Ginny and Luna's room, and the blonde florist closed the door, turning to face her girlfriend.

'Well, that was… fun.' Ginny said, stood by the bed.

'Oh, definitely,' Luna said, crossing the room and putting her arms around Ginny's waist. 'Have I mentioned you look great when you're all sweaty from basketball?'

'Y-you may have mentioned it once or twice…' Ginny breathed, as Luna began to place kisses on her neck. 'But my memory isn't the best…'

'Well, maybe I should remind you, in that case…'

Luna placed a kiss against Ginny's lips, and the two of them fell backwards onto the bed.

Ginny smiled against Luna's lips. It was a good afternoon.

'Your hair is so pretty.'

Ginny giggled, as Luna played with a strand of her hair.

'It's just red hair, Lu.'

'Correction; it's your red hair. Therefore, it's very pretty.'

'Oh, stop it,' Ginny giggled, sitting up and pulling her t-shirt over her head. 'You're got a bit of a crush.'

'You say that like I'm the only one.'

Ginny felt herself blush, and smiled to herself as she did up the belt on her shorts.

'I'm just gonna talk to Tonks about something; be back in a mo.'

'Okay, but hurry back,' Luna said, putting her own t-shirt and shorts on. 'We need to go downstairs and talk to Remus about any updates they're received.'

'Course,' Ginny replied, pressing a quick kiss to Luna's forehead. The blonde smiled.

Ginny closed the door behind her, and walked over to Tonks, who was stood a couple of feet away.

'Are you absolutely sure that we weren't followed?' Ginny asked, after Tonks had finished talking into her ear-piece. 'I could have sworn I saw someone looking at us in the café.'

Tonks frowned.

'I don't think so, but it's always good to be cautious. Get Luna and we'll head downstairs to-'

CRASH!

Ginny's blood suddenly turned to ice, as she turned round. The door of the room she had just vacated had shaken on its hinges.

There was a cry of alarm from inside. It sounded like-

'Luna!' Ginny screamed, barging through the door. Tonks was a step behind, yelling into her own earpiece.

The room was a mess. The window had been smashed, and the chest of drawers had been knocked over.

Luna was gone.

Ginny stumbled forward, through the debris.

As she reached the bed, she saw that a piece of paper had been left on the pillow. It was written in English.

If you want the Lovegood woman alive, leave South America immediately, and stop the investigation into the rare plant thefts. Stay out of our business. This is your only warning.

There was a symbol scrawled at the bottom, of a skull with a snake intertwined through the eyes.

Ginny fell to her knees, as MI6 agents swarmed into the room. Sam was cursing angrily, while Remus and Tonks were scrambling to figure out what was going on. There was yelling and loud noises around her, but Ginny found that they appeared to be reaching her as if from a great distance. The world around her turned into a blur of muddled voices and sounds.

For the first time in a very long time, tears began to fall from the redheads eyes, and her body was racked with sobs.

She'd broken her promise. She hadn't been able to protect Luna. And how Luna was gone.