Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters or the Spanish/English language.. Just so you know. Anyways, Back2Back is a real ministry where churches and schools and families can go to their locations and stay to do mission work for a week or so. I'm not sure if they have a Santiago location, though. I've only been to the Monterrey, Mexico location. The families stay in dorms (boys and girls dorms. And multiple families stay there at one time).

*~*Chapter 1*~*

See You in Santiago

Ginny Weasley had changed drastically since her awkward and bumbling years at Hogwarts. Yes, she still had the telltale red hair and freckles that all Weasleys were plagued with, but the personality and outlook had changed. She was no longer the meek little mouse that she had been during her school years. Now, at the youthful age of 21, she more than made up for the introverted ness that she sported during Hogwarts. She was no longer the little girl who paled in comparison to her infamous older brothers. In fact, she hadn't seen her parents or her six brothers in the 3 years that she had been gone from England. Nor had she talked to them much for that matter. She just wasn't that diligent about keeping in touch.

Now, you may be asking, 'If she's not in England, where is she?' Well, I'll tell you. Ginny is one of the two resident missionaries at the Back2Back ministry in Santiago, Chile. The LDM Campus (A/N: LDM means Lugares de Misericordia. It's Spanish. It's the name of the dorms) is a couple miles out of down town Santiago. you know, just to be on the safe side. Ginny and her roommate, Angel -the other resident missionary who is Chilean and also 21- live in the two bedroom apartment on the second floor of the dorms. The campus is enclosed with a cement wall 15 feet high and 1 foot deep topped with barbed wire just to keep out anything * ahem * unwanted. The stucco outer wall and the dorm house were painted a sort of coppery red and were overgrown with ivy. A gravel road ran from the copper- painted metal gates and looped around to the garage connected to the concrete dorm. The grounds were nice. It was completely muggle, so it had all the necessities. There was a swimming pool with outdoor pool chairs and a garden for soccer. In the large common room, there is a glass door that leads out to the back where there is a basketball court. There is a metal fire escape that leads up to Ginny's apartment. All in all it was a nice place.

At the moment, Ginny was walking up the gravel drive with two large buckets of water- one in each hand. It was hot. Hot enough to even be described as damn hot. Her forearms glistened in the summer sun as she struggled to not spill liquid. She was wearing worn-out jeans that were hemmed at the knee and were very tight fitting. Here old, thin white t- shirt was wet and stretched across her chest and was form fitting against her body. She had her hair back in a ponytail and a visor was positioned on her head to block out the sun. Around her hips, she had an old paint splattered, hooded blue sweatshirt tied tightly. These were her work clothes. She wore no jewelry or makeup and had nothing fancy on so to speak of. Yet she was beautiful. The best part about it was that she had no idea exactly how beautiful she was. She wasn't the most dazzling person in the world, just the aura that she carried seem to draw people in like quicksand. Her fiery red hair was wavy and had natural white blonde highlights fading in and out and was stick straight except for where it curled at the ends. Her skin was tan all over from her rewarding labor in the hot summer sun. It was a hard look to do, but she and Angel could pull it off.

Angel was a witch living in the muggle world too. She and Ginny met at the airport when Ginny decided to come down and stay as a missionary full time. Unfortunately, Ginny also met Angel's husband. Carlos Sanrio was a large and menacing man. He had a dark and mysterious aura about him that made Ginny dislike him immediately. There was just something about him that made her uneasy. Carlos was a Banker at Chilean National Bank, which made Angel and Carlos wealthy by Chilean standards. He seemed like a respectable enough man, but still there was just something about him. Angel was a short, semi-plump, yet stunningly beautiful woman who seemed incessantly perky. Angel and Carlos occupy one of the apartment's bedrooms while Ginny lives in the other one. They got along well enough.

Ginny staggered up the drive and into the relieving shade of the garage. Carlos was, as usual, at work and Angel was due to arrive any minute with that month's "new recruits." Ginny thought as she dropped the buckets in the back of the garage and turning around to hear the crunch of rubber on gravel. She wiped her brow with the back of her hand and walked through a door in the garage and into the mission's pantry. The walls were lined with shelves and shelves of Styrofoam plates and packaged food. It was a teenager's heaven and that's the way that Ginny liked it. Smiling slightly, she dusted off her clothes and removed her visor, placing in on the handle of a lone broom leaning amongst the abundance of food. Ginny turned left then took a sharp right when she reached the exit to the pantry. Before she turned the corner into the common room/kitchen, she pulled her hair out of its restraining ponytail and let it flow freely. after all; she wanted to make a good impression.

Ginny watched as the groups of people trooped in through the glass front doors of the common room. As soon as they were all in there, she indicated a plastic set of shelves to the left of the door and a wooden door off to the side that looked like a closet door. Then she spoke, "Alright everyone, my name is Virginia Weasley and I will be one of your two resident missionaries here at LDM. You may call me Ginny or Your Highness. Either will do; you may call me nothing else. well except maybe the occasional 'Hey, you'" at this a more than a few people chuckled, "Ok people, focus. I see that you followed Angel's instructions by leaving your bags outside for the tutorial; good. Now we have some rules here at LDM. Number one, whenever you enter, you take off your shoes and put them on the rack behind you," there was a shuffle of people untying laces and removing shoes, " I see that your doing that now. Ok, number two; behind this door is the gift shop. If Angel or I are not there, you leave the money on top of the refrigerator, should you choose to purchase anything. Number three." the list went on and on. As soon as Ginny had finished telling them that they had to go through the Men's/Women's restrooms to get to their allotted dormitory, she sat down and watched the people scramble to get into their dorms and claim the top bunks first.

Ginny gave them 30 minutes to get settled in after they found their bunks and then called everyone out into the common room for dinner. When they had all trooped out and sat around large white round tables in metal fold out chairs, Ginny took a good look at the group. There were around 40 people. That was good because the dorms would only fit 52. That gave people room for comfort. The crowd was mostly male and all seemed to be around her age. "Before dinner and prayer, why don't we all get better acquainted? How about we go around to each table and state our names and where we're from." Ginny pointed to the first table and put on a fake grin, not really listening to her peers.

She was totally zoned out until she heard a familiar voice speaking. She frantically searched around the room for the owner of the voice. She could have sworn that she knew it from somewhere, but the person had only cleared their voice. They hadn't really said anything. Finally her eyes landed on a young man at the 3rd of the 8 tables. She could tell that he was incredibly tall although he was slouching in his seat. When he looked up into her eyes, she could barely contain the shock. Yes. She definitely knew this person.