Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me. Neither do his friends, neither do his enemies. In fact there are a few original bits in this story; the plot and a couple of characters.

Chapter Two: Reporting to HQ

"Honestly m'dear, it's not like I'm never going to see you again!" Ginny exclaimed wearily wishing Sebastian would wipe the kicked-puppy look off his face.

"But you promise you'll be there in a few days?"

"I already have, haven't I? I'll do my best to be quick here, but my family are quite demanding – all one hundred thousand of them!" Ginny growled internally, why was he being so clingy? Why did she always end up with clingy guys?

"Well can I have a kiss goodbye then?" the doctor asked, looking down at her from his stocky 5'11.

She reached up on tiptoe and pressed a kiss to his bristled cheek. "You'll have a real one to look forward to when I see you next," she promised, ruffling his hair, which was difficult to do considering she only just brushed 5'4.

He smiled with a mixture of disappointment and endearment. "You're a funny woman, you know that Miss Weasley?"

"Why thank you," she replied dropping a little curtsey. He just smiled. "Well off you go, then, the train won't wait for you y'know." Ginny briskly pushed him in the direction of the stationary steam train.

"Yes Mum," he replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He finally disentangled himself from her grip – which took more effort than he expected – by the doors of the train, turning so he could look down on her. "See you soon Gin," he said softly, dropping a gentle kiss on her forehead.

She smiled in return as the Guard's whistle blew. He went into the nearest carriage, quickly stashing his small trunk into the confines of the overhead rack. He hurried to the window just as the train began to move, seeing Ginny standing, eyeing a nearby couple and their small child thoughtfully. He rapped on the glass to get her attention. The red head looked up, answering his wave with a smaller one of her own, Sebastian kept his eye trained on her red hair as he pulled out of the station feeling the loss of her already.

He understood that maybe he was feeling a bit much considering they were only a month or so into the relationship but Ginny was unlike any girl he'd ever met. She was frank, honest and never thought herself above any task. It seemed that every person he knew who had met her liked her and he couldn't think of a single person who had ever expressed any type of frustration or irritation where she was concerned. And he's been friends with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley for quite some time.

Her brothers had scared him off for a time but eventually her impulsiveness and enthusiasm just blew him away. Sebastian thought that Ron was happy with the new-found arrangements but this could perhaps be because Ginny's last boyfriend had been a total cheating git – in Seb's opinion – whereas the Doctor prided himself on being the epitome of stability and reliability.

The usual trolley witch bustled down the aisle offering warn pumpkin pies and chocolate frogs to anyone who appeared interested. Seb wasn't and thought, instead, that he might get an hour or so of shut eye considering he wouldn't reach the field hospital station for at least two hours, three at the most. There wasn't anyone else in the carriage so the doctor fell asleep nearly straight away, blissfully unaware of the fate that was about to befall him.

Seb awoke nearly forty-five minutes later immediately aware of a strange young man sitting opposite him in the carriage. "Hello," he said cautiously, eyeing the man warily. There was something about his cool grey eyes and chiselled features that was immediately untrustworthy.

The man smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, they remained ice-cold. "Dr Harvey?" the man inquired. Seb nodded without thinking. "Draco Malfoy," the man continued, holding out his hand in a gesture of acquaintance. The doctor hesitated… Malfoy? Where had he heard that name before? But took the man's hand anyway, otherwise he would seem rude. It was the last he would do for a very long time since, as soon as the skin of their hands touched his vision immediately faded into black. He didn't even hear Draco's chuckle at how trusting people were.

When the 13.21 pulled into the station an unruffled Dr Harvey alighted on the platform, a dignified smirk fixing its place – somewhat uncomfortably – onto his features. The trunk that hovered behind him was inconspicuously a little larger than it had been when he had got on, and nobody thought twice, certainly not the trusting Ministry official who greeted him and led him to the secret hideaway of some of the most powerful good wizards in existence.

Ginny finally managed to escape her Mother's nagging and reminders to be careful, wash her knickers, eat five portions of fruit or vegetables a day, keep her brother under wraps etc. and into the floo network. She emerged in small stone-walled room with a sigh of relief, she knew Mum just cared about her but could she say claustrophobia.

She looked around what she now recognised as the arrivals containment room, meaning that if an enemy had managed to navigate the floo network to find their port they could be destroyed before any harm befell the stronghold. As far as she knew the room was fire-proof, heat-proof, reinforced stone and metal and the Unforgivable Curses resistant.

"Strawberry Laces," she said aloud, giving the recognisable password for all members of the Weasley family. After a few seconds, a panel in the opposite wall slid open to reveal a mischievous-looking elder brother.

"Hello Ginny love," Bill said coyly.

"Bill!" Ginny exclaimed, running up to hug him. "You didn't tell me you were back!" She hit him non-too-gently on the arm. "What's the big idea: keeping your favourite sister in the dark?"

He looked exactly as he had when she had seen his last – nearly 18 months earlier. His red hair was still long, though not quite as long as hers, and pulled back into a ponytail and she noticed he now had two fangs and what looked like a claw hanging from his right earlobe. He was rubbing his arm surreptitiously; "Wish I'd never taught you to hit properly," he muttered.

Ginny rolled her eyes before linking arms with him. "You have to tell me everything!" she exclaimed leading him away down the corridor.

Ginny awoke early the next morning, unaccustomed to the bed she had been given. The Order's first line of defence was certainly far from luxurious, but it was good enough for her; she had her own quarters and her bathroom which were modest but then she didn't have that much stuff to spread around anyway. Since arriving the evening before she hadn't seen Harry, Ron or Hermione, she hadn't even been briefed on her duties as a nurse in the Hospital area, in fact, she had spent the entire evening sharing stories with Bill and hearing about everything he had done in the past year and a half whilst they'd been apart only finally retiring because it was getting very late and she'd have to report to Seb this morning.

Seb… it was something she hadn't allowed herself to think about in the four days of their separation. She didn't want to go through the never-ending questioning of her own decisions and challenging what had possessed her to be with him in the first place. He was nice, sure, but he didn't ignite anything in her… except, perhaps, a dull boredom. Well she'd give it a couple of weeks she supposed and then see how it went, Ginny didn't want to hurt the poor guy, but so far she just couldn't think of any reason to necessarily stick with him. The redhead found the fact that he hadn't contacted her at all since he got here as a little strange, but she brushed it aside, he probably just had a lot of work to do.

She steeled herself as she walked towards the well-signposted hospital wing. She hoped he wouldn't be too… enthusiastic.

Draco looked up as the youngest Weasley strolled into the brazenly white hospital wing. He hoped he wasn't supposed to know her.