A/N: I only own anything not recognised from the books so don't sue

I know its terrible short and boring but it was necessity, and just so you know so you can't accuse me of leading you on so to speak, Draco and Ginny will not be 'getting naughty' until close to the very end if you don't like it stop reading it but there will be kisses and the like sooner than that

Anyway thanks to all who reviewed, as always they are replied to at the end.

The lyrics at the beginning are from 'Learn to Fly' by Foo fighters

Chapter Two – Learn to Fly

Run and tell all the angels

This could take all night

Think I need a devil to help me

Get things right

Hook me up a new revolution

Cos this one is a lie

We sat around laughing

And watch the last one die

I'm looking to the sky to save me

Looking for a sign of life

Looking for something to help me burn out bright

I'm looking for complication

Looking cos I'm tired of lying

Make my way back home when I learn to fly

Think I'm done nursing this patience

I can wait one night

I'd give it all away

If you'd give me one last try

We live happily ever trapped

If you just save my life

Run and tell the angels

That everything is alright

Fly along with me

I can't quite make it alone

Try to make this life my own

He'd been watching her for a while now, pretending to be flicking through one of his reference books when really he was studying her and soaking in every little detail of her. He excused his actions as part of his job but he knew he was lying to himself, he was just so intrigued with her every word, action and mood yet he couldn't explain why, it was like she had cast a Lover's Intrigue spell on him but he knew for sure that wasn't it; for one it was illegal and two she didn't need it.

Raising his eyes from the brightly flashing images on his page he watched as she absentmindedly pushed her hand through her hair at the front and pulled it back over her shoulders. She ran her finger down the side of the page before flipping it over and running her finger down the other side as she returned to twirling a lock of russet curls around her finger and continued to read.

"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to stare while she was spoon feeding you your designer baby-food on a silver platter?"

Closing his book silently he smothered a smirk at the look in her eyes as she raised them to look at him from across the table. Her feet were bare and propped across the tabletop as were her long legs, encased to just past her knees in black fishnet leggings intricately woven into a spiderweb pattern to meet her tiny white dress just covering her backside in soft pleated folds and plunging low in a square only just holding in her freckle-dusted cleavage.

Her arms were covered from wrist to mid-upper-arm by what looked like the black and white checked sleeves of a jumper just cut away and decorated with chunky black and white assorted bangles and matching rings. Her feet were bare as she wriggled them in time to the nodding of her head, tapping of her black painted fingernails and imaginary beat in her head, the black painted nails of her toes flashing in the harsh overhead lights of the library in the basement of the hospital.

"I must have been busy ogling the maid when that lesson was taught."

Ginny curled her lip in disgust but couldn't help the laughter dancing in her eyes as he rose to the hidden challenge in typical Malfoy style.

"Typical male; one track mind."

Tipping backwards on two legs on his chair so he could see her properly he dropped his book onto the desk and watched as she raised an eyebrow at his movement.

"Technically it's a two track mind; food is in there too."

Ginny rolled her eyes and dropped her head back so she could twist her hair up and tuck it in on itself in a messy top-knot, shoving Draco's discarded quill through the bun.

"So tell me, how many tracks are in your mind?"

Ginny scratched her bare shoulder next to her dress strap as she surveyed him across the table, glancing down at the still open book in her lap.

"Oh there are many, it's the person behind the controls you need to worry about."

Draco raised a platinum blond eyebrow at her and laced his fingers together behind his head, leaning back in his chair.

"Oh?"

It was plainly evident Ginny had no intentions of elaborating on her mystifying answer so he leaned forward and plucked the book from her lap, flipping the front page back so he could see the title.

"Macbeth?"

Ginny shuddered and cast a dark look around the room at the pale yellow walls and pine furniture cluttering the small space.

"Suits my mood."

Once again she offered no further information and Draco carefully marked her page and dropped the book back onto the desk before her.

"And which mood would that be; murderous guilt or paranoid shame?"

Ginny raised her eyebrows at him and dropped her hands to cross over her chest and gently caress her own upper arms unconsciously as she shrugged.

"The larger mood would be depression."

His eyes flickering from her darkened grey eyes to her bottom lip being furiously chewed in half and her nervously tapping fingers against her creamy skin, Draco knew she was nervous about something but he couldn't quite work out what.

He sighed heavily and turned to glance around the room, missing the look she gave him the second his gaze was averted from him.

Her blank eyes took in his lean muscular body casually dressed in a pair of immaculately cut baggy black jeans and dark red and black horizontally striped jumper rolled up at the sleeves to reveal his toned arms and a small tattoo on the inside of his left elbow she hadn't noticed before; it looked like a cross but the bottom point split into two halfway down, the horizontal bar was slightly at an angle and the top was rounded into an upside down tear shape pierced with a heavy black dot in its centre.

"It's for protection; it's an ancient charm to..."

He trailed off as Ginny cut over him, her voice bored and amused at the same time as she spoke.

"...Protect those unjustly suspected of being a danger to others by the fools too blind to see past the surface."

Draco eyed her curiously, it took a lot to interest him and Ginny Weasley was, at the moment, doing just that more than anyone he had ever known.

"How did you know that? To my knowledge all traces of the Medieval Guard Spells have been wiped out."

Ginny smirked at him in a disturbing image of his own trademark smirks and he resisted the urge to shift slightly in his seat from under her gaze.

"Evidently not all."

Her smug voice brought a smirk of his own to the surface and his eyes began to sparkle, who would have guessed it? A muggle-loving Weasley knowing about a type of magic considered darker than anything his father had been into.

"During the witch hunts in the 1800's a small clan of 'true' witches and wizards decided to create a spell that would protect all those they deemed worthy in the future. Purebloods. Only a pure-blooded witch or wizard can activate the charm and bear the mark of the spell."

Lifting an eyebrow to hide his surprise at her extensive knowledge of the magic most wizards had never even heard of Draco questioned her with his eyes.

"And you know this how?"

Ginny grinned and bared her inner right wrist where a tiny replica of his tattoo was etched into her pale flesh.

"I have one just like it."

Draco's gasp of surprise was quickly masked by a snort and she looked up at him with suspicious eyes.

"Any more?"

Grinning mischievously in a way that made him swallow, hard, she turned around slowly in her chair, unashamedly unzipping the back of her dress to expose the black silk of her bra and an ink-black image of a succubus stretching up from her lower back to halfway up her back with huge black wings that touched to Ginny's sides and a wicked glint in her eye, plus seductively curving lips and an outstretched beckoning hand.

"Nice choice, may I ask why?"

Ginny shrugged and waved her wand at her dress, which zipped itself back up, before slumping back into her chair and wriggling her feet into the black and white checked pumps she had abandoned under the table.

"You can but don't expect an answer."

A genuine smile broke across Draco's face at her words dripping sarcasm and attitude he would never have expected her to be capable of, softening his features and lighting up his eyes.

"Did you tell her?"

The sudden change of subject startled him and he looked at her coolly for a moment before sighing and turning to look out of the enchanted window next to him as he ran a hand through his hair.

"I did, and it's all sorted."

Turning back to address her properly he was shocked to find her chair empty, he barely contained his jump of surprise when he felt her bending down next to him, her lips caressing his ear;

"I highly doubt that."

Kicking at his chair legs playfully on her way past she was gone as quick as always and he found himself left staring at empty space where she had been mere seconds before. How did she move so fast? And how did she know things no living person should know? Shaking the thoughts from his head he turned back to finish his notes on another patient, his hand had been scrambling across the wooden table for a few moments before he looked back at her now empty chair with an impatient sigh.

She had left with his quill still restraining her mane of fiery red hair.

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'...prone to constant attacks of paranoia and suspicion she is likely to become entirely introverted if pushed too far and, although she needn't be thought of as violent, her terrible attitude can become extremely offensive if she feels pressured..."

Yawning Draco plucked his glasses from his face and pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers as he rubbed his eyes tiredly and glanced down at the packed file on his desk. Ginny Weasley was definitely a complicated person to figure out, her personality alone was a conundrum but trying to find out what happened to her That Night was proving to be entirely impossible. Scowling Draco shoved his glasses back on and rummaged around to the middle of the file where the newspaper clippings and Ministry reports gathered over the years on That Night had been neatly clipped together.

Flipping over the page he came to a front page article written hours after the Ministry had found out about That Night. A huge blown up picture of Ginny looking adorably innocent with the sun highlighting her flowing hair and her eyes brightly sparkling in mirth as she smiled shyly at the camera took up most of the page but underneath was a thick bold shimmering title; 'It's Always The Quiet Ones'.

Shuddering Draco flipped the page over and skimmed through the article before moving on steadily through the various articles filling the file, occasionally highlighting a few words or sentences with the briefest touch of his wand to the paper as he copied them down onto a notepad to his right. Finally he sat back and pulled his notepad towards him, his eyes scanning over the assorted facts as his tired brain worked overtime trying to piece the puzzle together.

Screams heard at 10.50pm

Various bangs and thumps reported by neighbouring students in surrounding dorms

Four female occupants plus Weasley

Farren Bradshaw, 17

Ivory Jones, 17

Lucinda Colle

Amy-Lee Maccles

Close friends with Weasley

Traces of semen inside all girls

Weasley found cowering in a corner covered in her friends' blood

Bite and scratch marks all over her body

Reports of freak electrical storm appearing mere minutes before first screams heard

Entire house emptied for party down the road

Weasley denies accusations of using Dark Magic

Refuses to talk on the events of the night

Remains of Jones, Maccles, Colle and Bradshaw discovered to have traces of the drug, Gellumn, still in their system

Saliva taken from the bite marks on

Jones, Maccles, Colle and Bradshaw discovered to

Be of an unknown assailant not Weasley's

Dark Magic symbols found cut into Jones', Colle's, Maccles' and Bradshaw's flesh

Ministry floundering for evidence

Six months on still no conviction

Weasley found 'Not Guilty' for Hogwarts Academy Slayings

Voluntary resident at St Pryce's Hospital for the Confused

Sighing and yawning again Draco flipped Ginny's folder closed and dropped his quill on top of his notepad, stretching he glanced up at the clock, surprised to see it was just past one in the morning. He carefully placed his glasses back in their case and dropped it into his bag before getting to his feet and shoving Ginny's file into his top drawer, sealing it with his wand and turning off his lamp.

Moving across the room still scanning his notebook intensely he flipped off the overhead light and crossed the corridor towards the lift. While he was waiting for it to arrive eh was startled into dropping his notebook by a series of blood-curdling shrieks of such terror he felt his own heart freeze in his chest.

Darting down the corridor past bored looking guards he pulled open the door to Ginny's room to see her sitting bolt upright in bed, her hands clutching at the sheet and her eyes rolling terror as tears streaked down her ashen face and matted her already tangled and sweaty mane of hair. Her chest was heaving as though she had been running for miles and sweat was pouring off her frail body, her sheets clinging to her body as a result.

His sharp eyes taking in the scratch marks all over her body where she had been fighting off her dream assailant, he knew she would refuse any help he offered her so instead he slumped down in the seat at the other side of her room, glaring at her resolutely when she inched her head slightly towards the door indicating he was meant to leave.

Seeing he wasn't going to leave Ginny finally turned her back on him and snuggled back into her still damp sheets, her breathing steadily evening out. Watching her curiously Draco decided to try and record the words she screamed in her dreams, never imagining what he'd find once he did.

By morning he had another piece to add to the puzzle and it turned him cold just thinking about it.

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