"To some that parting comment may have seemed reassuring if it had not been for the look she had given him. Draco Malfoy was officially fucked."

Chapter Two:

Draco Malfoy was running the scenes from last nights meeting through his head, every passing moment he was feeling the nerves more than ever. The meeting hadn't lasted long, he realized it was only conducted to show off the fact a Weasley had joined the 'dark side'. Even though Malfoy's hated Weasley's, they still did, but for his father the irony of the situation was almost unbearable. The fact still remained that even though Ginny Weasley wasn't an influential character within the order her prying ears would have heard much more than was safe for others to know.

He had sat and watched her interact that night, sipping his drink. He saw her flirt with an amazing amount of guys, who of course flirted back with the young attractive woman. As he hurried towards the order's headquarters the next morning he couldn't help replaying a moment through his head.

Flashback

Ginny Weasley leant in close to him, her small hand on his back guiding him closer to her. She whispered something in his ear and he laughed a loud vicious laugh. Draco glared and wondered what she had said. Leaning back she grinned at him, and Draco could have sworn that was the Ginny Weasley he remembered, sweet, innocent, and beautiful. She leant back in for another hug but this time she caught his eye over Blaise Zabini's shoulders and smirked at him. Her eyes glittered darkly and with that small twitch of her lips he knew it was all an act.

End Flashback

Draco entered the headquarters and for a second paused and wondered, how much of the Ginny Weasley he had once known was an act?

The room was crowded with members, but the only to look up as he entered the room was Harry Potter. His dark hair had streaks of gray at such a young age, and his eyes, wide and cavernous, were steel green.

"Malfoy" he greeted him waving wearily to an empty chair.

As he sat they nodded slightly to him, even Ron Weasley who had never accepted Draco Malfoy would fight for Dumbledore.

"You had a meeting last night yeah?" Harry asked slowly, Draco nodded stiffly and he continued, "How'd it go? Any news?"

He coughed nervously. Never before had he been nervous to say anything at all, to anybody, but how could he tell them what Ginny had done? He glanced around at the faces in the room, and smiled bitterly too himself.

"News..?" he drawled slowly, "Oh yes there was news…" he continued.

Remus Lupin's eyes shifted up towards his; filled with sorrow they also held a place in his mind. Draco could not remember how many times it was Lupin that brought he back from places he didn't want to be, Lupin who had convinced him he didn't have to follow his father's footsteps, Lupin who had encouraged Dumbledore to accept him. Draco lowered his head slightly, ashamed at the small amount of amusement he felt because of Ginny's betrayal.

"Let me ask you…have any of you noticed the littlest Weasel seems to be somewhat…misplaced?" He questioned, watching the confused looks on the faces of everyone in the room. Everyone except Potter.

"You have Potter, haven't you?"

Harry fidgeted with the napkin in front of him.

"Look Malfoy, what has this got to do with Ginny?" Charlie Weasley interrupted.

Draco leant back in his chair slightly, even if he felt knew Ginny's betrayal was a huge blow and he didn't take it lightly, one most keep up appearances.

"Well, you see, I was at the meeting last night, like usual, when my…father…announced that a new deatheater would be announced into the ranks. I was of course concerned as I hadn't heard any news of this, and I know my father, I knew how big a deal this was." Draco paused and saw Granger's eyes flash dangerously; he smirked slightly at her, savoring the irritation on her face. "…and who else could cause such a stir but a Weasley becoming a deatheater…" Draco finished, he saw everyone in the room move to talk but he spoke first. "…at first I assumed it was some sort of order work, then along with the recollection of Ginny never having much to do within the order and the coinciding assurance from Ginny herself that it was no sham, I came to the conclusion Ginny Weasley is now a deatheater."

Draco didn't blame them, kicking him out of the room as harshly as they had; he had no business when Weasley's were concerned. 'Besides' Draco smirked to himself, leaning against the wall, 'They would soon come to the realization that he was the only link they had left to Ginny'.

"Draco" Remus Lupin greeted him, sticking out a hand, which he then proceeded to shake firmly.

"How are you doing?" he continued quietly, face shadowed in the darkness.

Draco snorted. "How do you think I am doing Remus? I am entirely buggered up because of this, you know this don't you?"

"Well…yes"

"…Have those idiots realized that yet?" Draco asked, moving slightly so Remus could lean on the wall next to him.

Remus paused for a moment. "Draco I'm sure you can appreciate you're not their first concern at the moment…"

"Mmm…" Draco agreed. "…Bet Potter's kicking himself, eh?"

"Draco…" Remus warned.

"…Can't even keep his own girlfriend." Draco continued

"…Draco…" Remus warned again.

"…Guess he was just more preoccupied with other 'people'"

Draco didn't even feel the punch, firstly because it came out of nowhere and secondly, as his whole face instantly became numb. He pried open his eyes to find Potter's blazing eyes glaring at him.

"HOW DARE YOU MALFOY!" he yelled.

Draco just smirked at him. "Dare what Potter?"

Harry Potter stood there quivering until Remus placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. He just shook it off. He took a menacing step closer to him, so close that he could feel the rancid breath on his face. "I think you are one to talk Malfoy…"

Draco frowned. "What was that supposed to mean?"

Harry sneered at him. "At least I'm not a traitor!"

Remus shoved a hand on Draco's chest. "Enough Harry! Enough!"

Draco left that night feeling quite queasy, spilling the information on the little Weasley had not had the effect he'd hoped for. Instead of being thanked for the information he was more…blamed…than anything. How did he not know? Why didn't he stop it?

'Those bastards didn't even bother to think about what this will do to me…" Draco thought to himself. Passing the sweet smells of street vendors Draco groaned as the burning of his arm flared up again. Ducking into an alley he sighed and apparated out.

A/N – Thankyou to those who review, I really love getting reviews but everyone does so it doesn't make me much different now does it? I have quite a few chapters done considering this is a repost, well up until the 5th chapter it is. Anyway, please review.

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