Chapter 3. Let's get started

Andersen looked back and forth between Ginny and Draco, who were staring at each other.

"Well," Andersen said, "I guess this means you two will be seeing a lot of each other." They both looked up at Andersen with matching looks of horror and disgust.

"What are you talking about?" asked Malfoy. Andersen told Malfoy about Landon taking Ginny captive, and about how she got away.

"It's obvious that Burk has some sort of fixation with Ginny, and he thinks that you are working for him. And since Ginny's partner just transferred, and you don't have a partner yet, it only makes sense that you two are made partners." said Andersen, still acting like Ginny wasn't even there.

"Yes, it would be perfect, except that Mrs. Weasley and I have personal differences. I'm sure that we would not be able to work together efficiently." said Malfoy. Ginny's heart skipped a beat. He used her real last name! Director Andersen noticed too, but thankfully he seemed to think Malfoy had just confused her name with someone else's.

"Her name is Wells, Mr. Malfoy, and that's nonsense. How can you have personal differences with each other when you've just met?" Andersen said. Malfoy looked around for a minute trying to think of something to say that wouldn't incriminate both of them.

"Uhh, well, she's …umm." Malfoy stuttered.

"He's obviously the best choice for a double agent." Ginny said sarcastically. Malfoy glared at her as if she were the scum of the earth, which, of course, in his opinion she was.

"Look Weasley, I know that you don't want to work with me either, so why don't you help me out instead of running your mouth!" Malfoy yelled at Ginny. Everyone had stopped what they were doing, and were watching Ginny and Draco with interest, but Ginny didn't care. She hated this man so much.

"The name is Well's, you arrogant ferret! And your right I don't want to work with you, but yelling doesn't do any good. Amateur. Why don't you try filing a complaint. You CAN write can't you?"

Malfoy's face didn't change, but she knew he was mad because his eyes were bulging slightly and his fists were clenched. Andersen looked back and forth between them, trying to figure out why they seemed to detest each other so much. From his experience with Ginny and his interviews with Malfoy, he gathered that they were very much alike. They were both fiercely independent, exceptionally intelligent, and unusually talented. With two people like that together things should run smoothly.

"File all of the complaints you want, but unless I get a call from Mr. W., you two will continue to work together," said Andersen, " and you should know that I expect the very best from you two. You will be called sometime tomorrow to come in for a briefing. Now go home." Malfoy and Ginny didn't budge. They continued glaring at each other.

"I said go home." Andersen said loudly. Reluctantly, Ginny and Malfoy turned and went their separate ways.

Malfoy began cursing the moment he stepped outside of the secret headquarters and continued until he got all of the way to his apartment. He kicked open the door, and threw his keys against the wall.

"I hate that stupid little redhead!" he yelled as loud as he could. The only person who could get under his skin as much as the youngest weasel was his father, but he had died several years ago in the war. Draco wasn't sure why Ginny affected him so much, but he thought that it had something to do with her temper. A temper a violent as her harsh red-colored hair. Malfoy let out a frustrated growl.

"I need to calm down. I'll go for a run." He threw on some jogging clothes and ran out the door. He ran for 5 miles, but when he got back to his apartment he still wasn't calm. He then went on to plan B, which involved a gallon of orange juice, a bottle of vodka, and a very tall glass.

Ginny was a little better, but not much. After going to the gym, and beating her punching bag for an hour and a half, she managed to calm down enough to think clearly.

Okay, she thought, how did he find me? He didn't seem like he did it on purpose. I mean, he was as shocked as I was. Oh no, this is so bad! What if he tells someone? He will ruin everything. Maybe I can talk to him. We are both adults, I'll just tell him that I simply choose to not be a part of the magical world and that I'd rather he not tell anyone that he knows where I am. What am I talking about? There is no way that he would agree to that, besides even if he did it's not like I could trust him. He might even ask why, and then what would I say? I couldn't tell him the truth, but if I lie he would know, right?

Ginny's thoughts continued on that same level until she accidentally fell asleep. For normal people this would have been fine or even good, but for Ginny it was horrible. She had committed to not using magic, but she found that muggles were far more innovative than she had thought. Ever since she had left the magical world, Ginny had been taking sleeping pills at night to keep her from having dreams. It took a very strong dose to keep her mind from remembering, but her pills worked just as good as a dreamless sleep draft. But tonight, she did have dreams. She dreamed of the worst day of her life.

/Dream/Flashback/

"Miss Weasley, your father will see you now." said Glinda, Secretary to the Minister of Magic, Arthur Weasley. Ginny smiled at Glinda and entered her father's office. He had called Ginny about a hour ago, and said that there was something he needed to talk to her about. She had agreed to come because he had sounded so distraught. She was 19 and about to be married to the most wonderful man in all of England, but the moment her daddy asked her to come she jumped up, ready to apperate.

"Daddy, what is it?" She asked earnestly. Despite the fact that there was a war going on, she was still not used to urgent meetings. As soon as her father looked up she knew that something horrible had happened. His usually smiling eyes were masked with anger and sadness. His jaw was clenched so hard Ginny could see his pulse beat by looking at the little bone that jutted out at the jaw.

"Ginny, sit down." he said, solemnly. "I have something to tell you. Its about Eddie." He looked away at the last part, and Ginny knew that her life was about to change. Her heart kept skipping beats and she had stopped breathing all together while she braced herself for whatever her father had to say, but nothing could have prepared her for the words that came out of her father's mouth.

"Ginny, Eddie came to me and told me that he has been working for You-know-who." Ginny froze.

"What! No, that can't be right. We're getting married, dad, he can't be a traitor. Dad, I love him. Your wrong." she said, starting to get really angry, but even as the words were coming out of her mouth she started to see all of the little signs that pointed to Eddie's true colors. He always wanted to know about everything that was going on within the order, and he had always tried to be chosen to do extra things for the order. Looking back, she realized that the missions he went on almost always failed.

Ginny looked into the eyes of her father and realized how much it hurt him to have to tell her this, and that he would never have told her if he wasn't one hundred percent sure.

"Sweetheart, I am not wrong. He came to me himself. You have to understand that he didn't know you when he agreed to help you-know-who. He was just an orphan, and the death eaters were the only ones who pretended to love him, but then after he had been with you for a while he really started to love you." said Mr. Weasly. Tears were spilling out of Ginny's eyes.

"How can you say that he loved me when he was lying to me the entire time! All of it was a lie." she screamed. She was in so much pain she thought that she would never stop hurting for as long as she lived.

"Ginny, darling, I know how betrayed you must feel, but-" her father started, but Ginny interrupted before he could get any further.

"Do you? Do you really? Tell me dad, did someone who claimed to love you turn out to be working for pure evil?" Her father looked so defeated, but Ginny didn't care right now. She couldn't, her heart was so broken she didn't care about anything.

"Just think about it for a minute, Ginny. He never gave them any information that would hurt you. Think of all the times that he could have had you or someone in our family killed, but he didn't. He didn't do that, because he loved you. The only reason he didn't stop working for Voldemort was because he knew that if he did they would kill you. He was giving them just enough information to make them think that he was still on there side while he tried to think of a way out." he paused for a second, and took his daughters hand. "He realized today that there was no way out. Voldemort was planning on using you to kill Harry. Eddie could never let any harm come to you. He wanted me to tell you that, before you saw him." Her father let go of her hand and walked to the door that connected his office to his top advisors office.

"What do you mean?" she asked, uncertainly. Mr. Weasly wouldn't look her in the eyes, but when he opened the door she understood why. Eddie walked to the desk where she was standing. His eyes looked so tortured, and it was obvious that he had been crying, but it was the look of total and utter sorrow on his face that made Ginny's heart soften slightly. When Eddie's eyes met hers she looked at the floor and tried to hold back the tears that she had been shedding. They stood there, all three of them, not talking and not looking at each other until Mr. Weasly cleared his throat.

"I think I'll give you two some time alone." Mr. Weasly said, as he went out into the hall. Ginny couldn't breathe, and for some reason she couldn't think of anything to say. She wanted to hurt him. She wanted to tear him apart with her bare hands. More then anything, she wanted him to feel as horrible as she felt, but she didn't do any of those things- she just looked at him.

"Ginny, I'm sorry. I can't change who I was before I met you. All I can do is tell you the truth. When I was 7 I was adopted by a family of death eaters, and I didn't know about good or evil until it was too late for me to be objective about it. Ginny, I thought that there was only power, and I wanted it. I wanted it more then anything. That's why I agreed to do what I did, but when I was with you I saw how you were-"

"I DON"T WANT TO HEAR IT!" she screamed

"Ginny, I saw how you and your family loved each other and I wanted to be part of your love. When I proposed they hadn't contacted me in weeks- Ginny I thought we were free, but then they said they wanted to hurt you and I couldn't let that happen because I love you!" he said. He was pleading with her and she knew it. It infuriated her.

"Really? Is that how you treat someone that you love. Do you lie and betray them, or is that just something you do to the people that you really love!" Her voice was horse and her breathing was coming in deep heaves but she didn't really notice anything right then. She was so lightheaded she couldn't concentrate.

Eddie saw that she was swaying and about to fall down, but he rushed to her side and caught her before she could hit the ground.

"Let go of me." she whispered, trying to muster all of the strength that she could find, but she didn't have any left.

The last thing she remembered was lying there in Eddie's arms and hearing him say over and over again how sorry he was and pleading with her to forgive him.

/end of flashback/

At first when Ginny woke up she couldn't remember what she had dreamed or even that she had dreamed, but as soon as she felt the cold tears on her face she remembered everything. She knew that she would never get back to sleep, and it was already 5:45, so she got up and took a bath. By the time she got out it was time to get ready for work. She knew before she even got to work that it was going to be a very, very bad day- and she was right.

She hadn't been in her office for more than five minutes when Mr. Andersen came to find her.

"Ginny, I need to see you in my office. We have some new information on Landon Burk." he said.

"Where did this new information come from?" she asked. He smiled. That was never a good sign.

"It came from your favorite double agent, Draco Malfoy." he said. "My office, Ginny, right now."

Knowing that it wouldn't do any good to argue, she clenched her fists and followed Mr. Andersen to his office.

As she entered the office, she saw that Malfoy was sitting in the middle of the table looking even more smug than usual. Naturally, the only empty seat was the one just to the right of Malfoy. Pretending like it didn't effect her, she sauntered over to the seat and sat down as gracefully as she could manage when all she wanted to do was strangle the person next to her. She looked around the room in an attempt to take her mind off of Malfoy, and she was kind of surprised to see how bleak the room was. She had never noticed before that the walls were all white with no pictures and no windows. It was kind of dark, and it gave off a sense of secrecy. All of a sudden she couldn't wait to get out of that stupid room.

"We have information that Burk will be attempting to tap into our satellite feed over Paris, sometime in the next week." said Andersen. "We need you two to be there when we see them log on to our server, so that we can pinpoint their location and you can destroy their equipment. You leave in two hours. Gary will do the op tech."

Ginny looked at Malfoy who was looking back at her. He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. She rolled her eyes at him, then she stood up and they both went their separate ways to pack for the trip.