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Chapter 5

A stranger in a black leather coat walked along a desolate country road. A tuff of silver hair could be seen above his upturned collar and several miles back, a black hummer could be found wrapped around a tree. The interior of the SUV was covered in blood, his blood, and for many days, investigators would search for the victim of the accident. If they had known that they would never find their "wounded", well perhaps they would have used their time and talent in more fruitful ventures.

In a field adjacent to the road, two young people were enjoying a leisurely stroll-totally wrapped up in each other. At last the stranger stumbled upon the field, and when his eyes fell upon the couple in the meadow, a smirk spread over his uncharacteristically handsome face.

"Well, it appears that our Miss Weasley does get over her relationships quickly," and with one last sneer, the stranger was gone.

"Ginny, I want you to know, these last four months have been the greatest of my life," the man said earnestly.

"They have been just as wonderful for me too, Harry," his companion beamed, but underneath her smile there was a shadow of doubt.

"I can't even tell you how glad I am to hear that Ginny, because there is something I want to ask you," he whispered, "something really important."

"Yes Harry?"

"Well I…" he began, and then stopped, apparently looking for the right words.

"You…" Ginny encouraged.

"Yes, I guess what I am trying to say is, Ginny Weasley, will you-"

"Ginny? Harry?" and uncertain voice rang out.

Ginny breathed a sigh of relief before answering into the bracelet on her wrist, a new innovation that acted like a muggle walkie talkie, connecting all field agents to the main headquarters in London, being much faster than standard owls, the new "wrist whisperers" were spreading like wild fires with the wizard enforcers.

"Yes?" Ginny replied.

"Right," the voice said, "well, sorry to interrupt your vacation, but we seem to have a bit of a crisis here and we need you back immediately."

"What seems to be the problem?" Harry asked, after somewhat recovering from the interruption.

"It appears the we have finally found Draco Malfoy. The bad news is that he is here, along with a group of his cronies. They are destroying everything; you must hurry," and the voice was gone, leaving Ginny and Harry alone and staggered.

"Ginny," Harry spoke first, "we have to-"

"That son of a bitch," Ginny growled, and before Harry could stop her, she had apparated away.

* * *

Draco Malfoy stood amongst the chaos and panic, a glaze in his eye and shrieks of laughter escaping his open mouth; he looked in every way, from his electrically charged hair that was standing on end, down to his gleaming black boots that were untied and unbuckled, like a person gone insane. He scanned the building, searching for something. When he saw the tell tale flash of red, beside of shot of black, he smiled, unable to believe his good luck.

* * *

Harry had apparated to the Enforcers Headquarters and was immediately stopped in his tracks. The pandemonium was a stomach dropping sight, especially in a place that was normally so orderly and spotless. Immediately he spotted Ginny and raced over to her.

"Ginny," Harry gasped, "How the hell did he get in?"

"I don't know," she shook her head, "but I do know this, there is no way he is getting out, not if I have any say in the matter." Ginny turned back to Harry and barely suppressed a scream. Standing there in all his glory, holding Harry by his collar like naughty puppy, instead of one of the most celebrated wizards of all time, was Malfoy.

"Well Miss Weasley, as it turns out, you will have a very big say in the matter," he scoffed.

"Back to formalities, Malfoy? Very well then, if that's you want to play it."

"Yes, that is how I want to play it, and seeing as I now hold your new boyfriend in my clutches, it would appear that I do hold all the cards," he grinned.

"Oh goody, are we going to make another deal Malfoy, because I must say, the last one turned out very well for me; your little toy has come in extremely handy," Ginny said, her voice dripping with sweetness.

"Oh yes, my previous lack of judgment has indeed caused me some worry, however, it appears that for some reason, you never were able to bring yourself to trap me," Draco smiled when he saw Ginny cringed, and felt even more pleased when he saw that pathetic look of confusion come over Potter's face.

"Ginny, what the bloody hell is this git talking about?" Harry asked, but was immediately silenced by a swift kick in the ribs from Draco.

Ginny chose to ignore Harry's question and with a sense of resolve, looked up at Draco.

"Alright what do I have to do?" she muttered through clenched teeth.

"Oh not much, I have decided to be lenient, just come with me now, and I will let Potter go," he said casually.

"I am not going anywhere with you," she growled, "I once promised you that if we met again Malfoy I wouldn't hesitate, now I realize this may not be one of the filthy dark alleys you are accustomed to, but I think certain amendments can be made."

Suddenly Ginny whipped out her wand and yelled, "Expelliarmus."

To Ginny's horror, Draco just looked at her and opened his long coat, revealing a silvery vest underneath. "Shit," Ginny thought, "hex proof."

Draco was now positively grinning, "Now Ginny, that wasn't very nice, was it? No I am sorry, but you just made a very bad move, don't worry however I will choose to forgive you in light of our previous relationships. I'll just be on my way, along with my souvenir that is," Draco laughed, nodding his head at Harry. "Well, like always, it has been a pleasure; please forgive me if I don't show my gratitude in the same way as last time, I trust you remember," and with a wink, he was gone.

Ginny felt her mouth open and close. Finally the severity of her situation sank in and with a gasp, Ginny did something she hadn't done since her second year at Hogwarts. She fainted and with a sickening bang fell to the floor. All around her, people lay in similar positions, but when Ginny finally awoke, she found herself all alone and very very scared.

A/N Thanks for reading! Please don't forget to review. Oh and before people start screaming that Draco must have a doppelganger in this fic or something similar, let me add that there may be more affecting his actions than we realize.