Hi! Wow, another chapter… Sorry the last one was so short, but I'll try to make it up to you guys. This one will have some D/G in it, but don't blame me if its terrible. I can't write romance!

Thanks to all of you who reviewed the last chapter… This is dedicated to you!

Magical Mysticism

Chapter 9

Time in the castle passed slowly. Classes which had lasted only a few hours before seemed to stretch into eternity. The weekdays lingered, filled with lessons, homework, and normal activities. Weekends, if they arrived at all, flew by as quick as the schooldays were slow. Quidditch matches were beginning, leaving the whole castle following in their wake.

Ron was keeper and had been last year, as well. Most Gryffindor students would go watch the team practice, eagerly anticipating the matches that would come, and the inevitable wins they would have. Ginny, however, did not follow the rest of them to the Quidditch pitch, instead opting to spend more time with the Slytherins.

Her training had begun again. Now she could use her proper wand, and begin testing her knowledge of curses. Her power at memorizing and dueling using these spells impressed even Draco, who was watching her closely.

Truthfully, she was watching him rather closely herself. Now they were back at the castle, and among the other couples, mainly Blaise and Pansy, whom they were around a lot. Love seemed to be in the air at Hogwarts, from the dungeons to Gryffindor tower, where Ron had been tricked (by Harry, probably), into confessing his feelings for Hermione when she was there.

It had taken a rather strong truth potion, yet the incident had seemed to do the trick. Hermione, who had been rather shocked at first, was inclined to begin a relationship. Now you could go nowhere in the castle without stumbling over the pair, who were usually found in broom closets, or behind statues.

Ginny was disgusted. She was talking about this to Draco, one day, after they had finished learning a certain confusing charm.

"It's nasty!" She began, "to think about my own brother, a pureblood, to be falling in love with some Mudblood. No one seems to mind, of course. But still, all the snogging and such that they are doing, you'd think that Ron would have some self-respect."

Draco, having listened to this, put in his opinion.

"Quite right. Your family wouldn't seem to mind, present company excepted, of course. I feel terrible for you, surrounded by such Muggle-loving idiots, who can't seem to realize what power there is on the Dark Side."

Ginny nodded. "Hopefully I'll be free from them, someday. I'd love to be able to change my name now, of course. The only thing that those people have given me was my heritage. Why, Ron's so daft, he still believes me every time I say I'm going to the library to study, and sneak off here instead."

"I'm glad you are making up lies to enjoy my company," Draco drawled, smirking suavely. "But what would he think if he could comprehend where you were really going?"

"Oh, probably thinking we were down here shagging." A glint light up Ginny's eye.

"Is that all? At least he wouldn't suspect you of any 'Death Eater Activity'".

By this time, Draco and Ginny were quite close to each other, sitting together talking. Draco was almost sickened by the way he felt, butterflies doing somersaults in his stomach. Ha! To think that he, murderer and Death Eater would actually be nervous of some girl? Absurd. However, he did notice the way the candle-light flickered in her crimson hair, danced across her face, lighting up her smile. It was all to disgustingly nice, if you asked him.

As for Ginny, she was feeling quite nervous, too. Not by Draco's presence, but the way he was leaning closer to her, the way that the two were pressing against one another for support, his soft lips caressing hers, as they both were thrown head-first into a kiss.

Neither could tell who started the kiss, but both participated. Ginny was breathless, and startled, yet addicted to the taste of Draco's mouth. Draco was surprised by how ineffably right it seemed, to be here kissing the one he would one day share the world with.

Moments passed, and the kiss ended. Flushed from heat and embarrassment, Ginny bit her bottom lip thoughtfully.

"Er… I'm sorry about that, really. I didn't mean to get carried away, Ginny." Draco's voice softly mumbled the sentence to Ginny, who nodded.

"It's all right. I didn't mind."

Draco's heart leapt. It really would have to stop doing these sorts of things, if he was to be a properly emotionless Death Eater, yet he was too glad to notice. Ginny didn't mind. It was ok to kiss her. Here he was, sitting next to this vixen whom had stolen his heart, and she was saying that it was-

"Draco?" Ginny's voice interrupted his reverie. "I was wondering if you would like to go out with me sometime?"

"Of course. If we are to rule the world together, we might as well do it properly, don't you agree?" Draco had no idea what this meant, but it sounded all right, and didn't give away any of his feelings. Ginny looked as happy as he felt, and they leaned closer together for another kiss, this one seeming to be more passionate, if possible, than the previous.

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Ginny and Draco started dating, then. They couldn't tell anyone, of course, lest the Trio and the rest of the Gryffindors find out and cause problems, yet the two managed to find time together.

Hermione had learned not to talk to Ron about where Ginny really went, knowing that it would just start another row between the two of them, and compromise the peace that she had been enjoying. Still, she kept an annoyingly close watch on the youngest Weasley whenever she could, although she had not yet resorted to spying on her, of course.

Draco noticed this of course, and questioned Ginny about why she was being watched by a Mudblood. The truth was, Ginny didn't know. Hermione couldn't know that they were dating, she and Draco had been too careful. Yet if she figured it out, it would be disastrous for the both of them. The annoying know-it-all would tell the other members of the Dream Team, and where Harry might not be interested, Ron certainly would.

Harry really looked as if he was suffering lately from his visions. Ginny overheard Ron telling Hermione that he had been sleeping fitfully, and kept awakening clutching at his scar, as if Voldemort was close again. Ginny thought this to be a bit melodramatic. Even the Ministry of Magic had agreed that You-Know-Who was back, and wasn't Harry's scar bound to hurt?

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It was nearing the end of November, and the cold seemed to be invading the castle, although no snow had yet fallen. The dungeons were freezing, and had to be kept warm with charms. Although Ginny had finished her training days ago, she was still nervous about the up-coming annual Death Eater meeting, where shoe would be announced as one the other heir. Draco, too would be announced, although a small number of the most loyal Death Eaters, those in charge of the war plans knew of him already.

Soon they would attack. Ginny had been practicing the Imperious especially, on the small house-elves she would sometimes stumble upon. It worked quite well, and she was confident that, when the time came, she would be able to overpower Wormtail.

Draco, was practicing his calming charms, in order to subdue the Death Eaters, who would probably be livid over the death of their master. Wormtail would hang for this. It would probably be his finest hour, really. Ensuring that the Dark Side would be strong, and able to resist against Dumbledore and the Ministry.

Voldemort did not suspect anything, of course. If he did, then he would have not wasted anytime in summoning his heirs to him, and properly punishing them for their insubordinate thoughts and plans.

Draco snickered as he thought of this. That half-blood, really trying to stop them. If he attacked, they could very well counter it. Draco had no misgivings at using the Unforgivables, and his victims knew it. Of course, there was no way to spread this knowledge, because once you were marked by a Death Eater, there was no way to escape your fate.

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Voldemort was getting annual reports from his spies. Lucius Malfoy, in particular was being extremely useful at the Ministry of Magic. He had managed to persuade Fudge that "You-Know-Who is not really back, people are just trying to upset the peace that the Wizarding World has been enjoying." It was extremely entertaining. Voldemort would have to make sure to reward Malfoy for his loyalty.

Speaking of Malfoy, his son was doing quite well, training that Weasley girl. Already they knew most of the charms, curses, and spells of an adult Death Eater, yet they were not even into their final year at Hogwarts. Voldemort was unsure about the timing to introduce them to all the Death Eaters, as he did not want Aurors after them. It was bad enough that he had a spy in his midst, how else was Dumbledore always ready to fight when he attacked? There was no other possibility than a spy, and Voldemort was concerned about revealing his heirs when they're identity would surely be known by the Ministry.

As for now, however, he had to get ready for the next step of his plan.

Taking over the Ministry.

Sure, Fudge could be controlled by threats of damage to his reputation, and such, but what about others in control. His loyal Death Eaters were currently strategizing a way to allow someone to gain emergency leadership at the MoM, and influence them to gain power over the rest of the Wizarding World.

They needed someone ambitious, someone who would allow nothing to stop them in their way to power. It would be important to choose the right person, although the Death Eaters had an idea about who might work exceptionally well at the job.

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Well, there's another chapter. This is really obvious (or at least I think so), but can anyone guess who the "ministry worker" is????

Anyways, tell me what you think! Hate it, like it, loathe it, love it? Let me know, I like input.

Also, I'm not much of a romance writer, so I'm sorry for the horrible attempt at D/G… I'm working on it, but if you have any suggestions, let me know!

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~Leuca