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Summary: It wasn't that he didn't know she was a traitor. He just had a complete and total lack of desire to do a thing about it. A different sort of story of unrequited love amidst war. Moody/Weasley. Not what you think.
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Ever since Albus Dumbledore whispered the location of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix into Ginny Weasley's ear, Alastor Moody had not trusted her. The look on her face when she'd heard the location hadn't been one of wonder at being involved with something so secret. It hadn't been a look of resolve to be mature with the trust shown to her. No, it had been one of delight. There was something unnatural about it. But Tonks disagreed.
"Oh, Mad-Eye, she was just excited about being in a new place. Give it a rest." So he had. But the feeling of mistrust never disappeared. Rather, it grew as he slowly became aware of how deceitful she could be to her parents and, at times, even her siblings. She lied constantly and without discretion.
"Oh no, Hermione, I haven't seen you favorite quill," she would say while Alastor's magical eye would catch a glimpse of a long eagle feather being slid deeper into her pocket.
"George, I haven't the faintest idea where that new trick sugar cube you planned on giving to Fred went," she would tell her brother with her back to him as she crumbled bits of sugar into Harry's tea. Mrs. Weasley did not hesitated to scream at George and Fred when Harry sprouted a very nice set of horns.
But it was mostly harmless, so Alastor would simple wait to catch Ginny's eye and then make it perfectly well-known that he knew exactly who had talked the table legs into vanishing completely one rather important Order meeting.
So it wasn't as if the young girl thought no one knew. She would glance his way and catch him watching her silently after another of her own planned domestic disasters took place. Sometimes she would even send him a feral smile. He wondered if she fancied him a conspirator or sorts, or perhaps the only soul alive who appreciated her sense of humor. Whatever she thought, he knew that certainly wasn't the case.
But after some time, things began to worry Moody. She would lie about more serious things. Where she had been was a big one.
"I was just taking a small walk around the neighborhood, mother, you don't need to freak out," was a prominent one that arrived with her seventeenth birthday, not to mention her Apparation license. Moody would take a look at her feet with his magical eye and notice they were covered in fresh mud. He would pull aside a curtain covering a nearby window and see if had not rained for weeks. He would look back at Ginny and find her watching him curiously. He knew she wondered why he did not tell on her. He wondered that as well.
Perhaps, all the times he had told Tonks about his worries only to have her tell him he was nuts were finally taking their toll. He almost believed what he called her chronic lying and larceny were actually what Tonks thought: a few small fibs and an unfortunate habit of borrowing without asking.
And so, when she graduated from Hogwarts and insisted she be allowed to join the Order, he had not voiced an objection. By then, he had nearly come to respect her abilities. She would make a wonderful spy, with her special talents. He was sure it would take a very powerful Legilems to see the truth behind her eyes even though she had never once even heard of Occlumancy.
One night, in an Order meeting where emotions were running high and suspicion was abound after rumors that the inner circle of the Order had been infiltrated by a Death Eater, Moody was sure the jig was finally up for little Ginny Weasley, the girl everyone had been so quick to trust.
"I was in Diaogon Alley, picking up some potion ingredients at the time," Ginny said, all eyes upon her.
"Can anyone vouch for your story?" Severus Snape asked coolly from across the table. Charlie was the first to react of her five brothers.
"Now wait just a minute Severus. This is Ginny. If she says she was in Diagon Alley, she was in Diagon Alley." Snape immediately retorted that that was just the kind of attitude that helped spies sneak by. Ron was quick to jump in on Ginny's behalf, wondering if Snape thought perhaps the whole Weasley family was behind the recent series of information leaks.
That was about when Hermione Granger stepped in, making it clear that the whole point of the meeting was to suspect everyone, and that did not exclude Ginny just because she had five older brothers at the table. Such a voice of reason, Moody thought. No wonder Ginny goes to such great lengths to ensure she suffers from such horrible migraines she can't think half the time.
But all the fighting had apparently given Ginny enough time to develop an alibi.
"Harry saw me in Diagon Alley." Harry, who had been discussing the latest movements of Lucius Malfoy with Remus Lupin looked up.
"I did?" he asked, furrowing his brow in an apparent attempt to remember.
"Yes, Harry. I didn't say anything to you so as not to draw attention, but you saw me." No one besides Moody noticed her point her wand at Harry under the table and cast a single curse at him, because, alas, no one else had a magical eye that could see through wooden tables.
And so, to everyone else at the table, it appeared that Harry had suddenly remembered seeing Ginny in Diagon Alley, but two people recognized the influence of a Willfullness Curse. Unfortunately, neither of the two people was inclined to reveal the true reason for Harry's sudden remembrance. One, because she was the caster of the curse, and the other, well, he was not quite sure why he did not reveal her.
Based on the coy smile Ginny sent his way, and the grin Moody sent back, one might have thought he was in love. But no. That notion was absurd, Moody thought to himself. He was beyond those sorts of emotions in years and in temperament. He had no need, after so long, for any sort of romantic complications.
But there was still and would always be that admiration. She was really amazing. He willingly acknowledged that her skills were so great that should she wish to hide all she did from him, she would be more than able, but for some reason she always did things the easy way, allowed him to see, and Moody could never understand why.
It almost seemed as though she was toying with him, teasing him by allowing him to know that she knew he knew. She mocked his "constant vigilance" on a most psychological level, showing him that even though he knew she was a spy, there was nothing he could do about it.
And so it came to pass that Mad-Eye Moody had to acknowledge that Ginny Weasley, surly a high ranking Death Eater by her 23 birthday, had seduced the prestigious Order of the Phoenix into making her one of its highest ranking members as others began to die off by a hand non-other than her own.
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