(a/n: I can't tell you how happy I am I got another chappy out so quickly!!! Thanks guys for the reviews!!!

~Adela H)

Chapter Twelve

The library was dark and smelled of mildew and old books. Ginny used her wands light to guide her through the desks and chairs and book shelves. It was a very spacious building, with a vaulted ceiling that tapered to a point and wide intimidating brick walls. She could tell by the small dot of light ahead of her that Draco was there. She walked up to him and stopped.

"Now what?" She asked.

"Do I have to hold your hand through this?" Draco hissed in a whisper. "Go find the clue!"

Draco's dot of light moved away from herself towards a row of very tall bookshelves. She heard a few mumbled words, then books began to drift towards him and land neatly in a pile at his feet. While Draco was sorting through the books, hoping the clue would be in them, Ginny headed towards the front.

She doubted very much that the clue would be in the books. It would be too easy, and from what she knew of the Malfoys, nothing was done the easy way. She walked over to what appeared to be a librarians desk. She began picking up items from off the esk and examining them, then putting them down with a sigh of defeat. She held her wand light above her head so she could get a better view of the building.

Everything about this place screamed "Muggle" and she knew a Malfoy clue would not be found amongst these things. She turned around and around until finally she stopped, intrigued. Her wand light had reflected off one of the stained glass windows, and a ray of red light shined on her face. She walked closer towards the window and smiled. The window depicted the Virgin Mary with Baby Jesus, with two scenes on either side of them. One was of the cross at Golgotha, the other was the walking on water. Both scenes clung tightly to the images in the middle, blending in rather than stopping.

"…'where blood and water are on.'" Ginny repeated the bit of the clue.

Ginny touched her wand to the glass and a ray of sparks danced across her face as a single piece of paper emerged from the window. Ginny grabbed the paper and began screaming in excitement.

"I found it, I found it!" She yelled over and over.

Draco was quickly by her side, yelling curses and warning her the Muggles would hear. Once he finally got her to quiet down she showed him the piece of paper with her name on it, followed by the clue written in the ancient language.

"Well, well…I guess Malfoy is rubbing off on you." Draco said.

"Gosh, I hope not." Ginny countered.

~*~*~

The night wore on and Ginny and Draco followed the clues across Europe. They went to Italy and up to Russia and even to Sweden and Iceland ("That's where some of the Malfoys originated." Draco explained.) and up and down and around and back, until they were in Ireland, searching for the last clue amongst the rubble of a torn down castle.

"What was the clue again?" Ginny asked, shivering from the cold night air.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" Draco's shout echoed off the tall stones. "You will find the clue if you would go, to the land of the Finns where gods did roam, amongst the carcass of a castle once tall, and no longer baths in the sea foam.'"

Ginny repeated over and over in her head as she stepped over fallen pillars and boulders. She waned to find this one because then it would mean that she would win. Well, she was the only one playing the game, but so far, by her calculations, her and Draco had found an equal amount of clues, and this would be the ninth. Another reason she wanted to find the clue quickly was because they were running out of time. It was already half past eight and the clock was ticking.

Ginny didn't understand the sea foam bit in the clue. The castle sat atop a broad hill, and the ocean was a few miles away. Unless the landscape had changed since the castle was built, there's no way the castle would even be splashed with a few drops from the ocean, let alone 'bathed in sea foam.'

"Are you sure we're at the right place?" Ginny question for the fifth time that night.

There was no reply. Either Draco had left, feeling he didn't care if Ginny got to the Christmas feast, or he didn't want to reply. Ginny kept searching, and searching until she felt like she was going to pass out!

"It's here!" Draco's yell came from the other side of the ruin.

Ginny felt a sort of disappointment at not being the one to find it, but it was finally over! She made her way towards Draco's voice and soon spotted his light shining a few yards away from the ruin.

"Where is it then?" She asked, right beside his light.

"There." Draco pointed his light towards the ground.

There was a circle of stones, each about a foot high, it's diameter about three feet.

"I don't get it."

"The stones are from the sea bed, see their coloration? They were brought up here from the sea to build this. It was probably an altar or something equally sacred." After Draco explained he touched his wand towards the center and the ray of sparks emerged, as so did the last clue. Draco took it and read it in silence.

"It reads, 'Your challenge is finished, and now you may rest, among your ancestors and the family crest.' This is the easiest"

"Well…"

"We have to go to the cemetery."