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Ginny looked from Draco to Professor McGonagall, and back again before jumping up, pulling out her wand.

"Could someone please explain this to me?" she asked, eyes blazing. "Because, correct me if I'm wrong, Malfoy let all the Death Eaters into Hogwarts last year, getting Dumbledore killed!"

"Miss Weasley, please sit down," Professor McGonagall said calmly, drawing her own wand. "Everything will be explained to you in good time," McGonagall looked at Draco. "Why don't you sit down too, Mr Malfoy?" she asked him, and he sat down, his eyes blazing in anger.

"When you said you were going to help me, you didn't mention her," he hissed.

"What? I'm not going to help him!"

"Children!" McGonagall said sternly, and they fell silent. "Now Draco, why don't you tell Ginevra why you're here. In a civilized manner," she added pointedly.

Draco sighed, and for the first time since she'd met him all those years ago, she saw a look of defeat enter his eyes.

"I had to. To protect Kristiana," he said quietly, his eyes fixed on a point over her shoulder.

"Who's Kristiana?" Ginny found herself asking, despite her misgivings.

Draco stood up and left the room for a moment before coming back with a bundle in his arms. "This is Kristiana."

Ginny stood up and peered into the bundle of blankets, and her eyes widened. A beautiful baby girl, no more than a few months old, stared at her with clear grey eyes. Ginny stared back in wonder, and reached out slowly to touch the little girl's cheek. It was soft, and charmed, she touched the tiny nose lightly.

"She's beautiful," she told Draco, forgetting for a moment who he was. "May I hold her?" she asked carefully when she remembered that this was Draco Malfoy she was talking to.

Draco smirked and opened his mouth to protest. However, he handed the bundle over in silence, just as surprised as she was. Ginny rocked the girl gently, enamoured. "Kristiana… That's such a beautiful name."

"Kristiana is my sister."

Ginny looked up at Draco in surprise, then smiled wryly. It was obvious, now that she thought about it. Their features were almost identical, and her beautiful grey eyes mirrored Draco's.

"But your father is in prison… And she's no more than a few months old.."

Draco sighed. "That's because she's not Lucius' daughter. Her father is none other than Voldemort himself."

Ginny gasped, and looked down at the perfection in her arms. "But how?" she asked.

Draco's face took on a look of self-loathing. "Voldemort raped my mother. It was to 'atone' for Lucius' failure. Now my mother is dead. She died in childbirth."

Ginny's eyes filled with tears. It didn't matter that it was Draco Malfoy standing there, all she saw was a lost little boy drowning in sorrow.

"I'm so sorry," she said quietly, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Don't touch me Weasley," he said dangerously, and she withdrew her hand quickly.

"Well excuse me for feeling sorry for you," she hissed, and turned away from him, towards McGonagall.

"So what did you want me for Professor?" she asked politely, still rocking Kristiana gently.

"I want you to pretend that Mr Malfoy is a friend of yours from Beauxbatons."

"Impossible," she said flatly, and turned to leave, forgetting the child in her arms.

"Miss Weasley, please understand the situation. Mr Malfoy has come to us for help- surely you're not going to refuse? He wishes to continue his schooling and to keep Kristiana safe. However, he cannot resume his schooling under the name of Draco Malfoy. We have to completely recreate his identity."

"And you think that if he was friends with a Gryffindor it would throw them off his tracks completely," she stated thoughtfully, biting her bottom lip. "You realise this compromises everything I've ever believed in," she said to McGonagall.

"I'm aware of that fact Ginevra, and that's why I chose you."

There was a pregnant pause.

"So what is his name and how do I know him?" Ginny asked finally and McGonagall smiled.

"His name is Kiran LaSalle, and you two have been penpals for the last few years. He has been placed in Gryffindor-"

At this Draco visibly winced. "Did it have to be Gryffindor? Why not Ravenclaw?"

"Stop whining Malfoy," Ginny said quietly. "Was there anything else Professor?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact. While Draco has been placed in Gryffindor, we have elected him as head boy, so he will have his own rooms. As-"

"But Professor, that will just draw attention to him," Ginny protested.

"And in doing so it will draw attention away from him. Any potential spies will not think that he would be placed in such an important position because of his A. history, and B. because we will want to keep him out of the spotlight."

"So I won't have to see him much at all?" Ginny asked hopefully.

"This brings me to my other news. Ginny, due to Harry's inability to be here, you are the new Quidditch captain."

Ginny's eyes widened. "Me?"

"Yes. You will be allocated a special dorm with the Heads and the other quidditch captains-"

"WHAT!" Ginny yelled, and Kristiana whimpered. Ginny turned her attention to the baby and calmed her down before looking at McGonagall again. "What did you just say?"

"Ginevra, I know this is hard for you, but that's the way it's got to be. Draco will need help looking after Kristiana in relative privacy, and-"

"I'll get to look after Kristiana?" Ginny asked, smiling for the first time since she had entered the office.

"Did you really think that Draco could look after his sister by himself?" McGonagall asked, amused.

"Hey, I resent that," Draco said sullenly, although his lip twitched.

"You will share a common room with the Head Girl and Quidditch captains from the other three houses, but there will also be a passage between your private quarters to enable you both to take care of Kristiana. This passage is to be used for that purpose only, understood?" McGonagall looked sternly at both of them, and Ginny flushed in embarrassment while Draco snorted.

"You think I'm… you can't be serious!" Draco said, amused.

"I think that is all," McGonagall said, ignoring him. "The password to your common room is Felix Felicis. I will show you to your rooms," she said, standing up.

"Umm… Professor, don't you think Draco's appearance should be altered?" Ginny asked hesitantly.

"Oh yes of course," Professor McGonagall said, shaking her head and waving her wand.

Draco was now a brunette, his once piercing grey eyes now green.

"Here we are," McGonagall said, stopping in front of a portrait that led up to one of the Southern Towers. "Felix Felicis!" she said, and the portrait of a wizened old man swung open, revealing a spacious room with a fire dancing merrily in the fireplace.

"Here I leave you. Kristiana is already in your room, Draco," McGonagall whispered, and the pair nodded. McGonagall left with a swish of robes, and they found themselves facing three boys and a girl. Ginny recognised one of them as a 7th year Ravenclaw, Terry Boot, but didn't recognise the other two.

"Umm… Hi," she said weakly. "I'm Ginny.. Ginny Weasley the Gryffindor Quidditch captain and this is Kiran.. LaSalle, Head Boy, from Beauxbatons."

"I'm Vanessa Domenique, Head Girl, Beauxbatons, and this is Terry Boot the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain, Daniel Jackson the Slytherin captain and Gareth Adams, both from Durmstrang," the girl said, and Ginny took a moment to study her, before deciding she was the fill-in for Hermione since she couldn't be here. She was a very pretty girl, but you could tell she spent too much time with her nose in a book, considering there was a very heavy volume on her lap.

Meanwhile, Vanessa had turned to Draco. "So Kiran, I don't remember seeing you around at Beauxbatons before. What house were you in? I was a Loup Blanc," she asked curiously.

"I was in Tannerre," Draco said, recalling the house his grandmother and mother had been in.

"Ah yes, no wonder I don't know you," she said quietly, her eyes narrowed. "We're not exactly on friendly terms are we?"

Oh great. One more problem.

Ginny held Quidditch Trials a few days later, after the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students had a chance to settle in.

"Okay everyone trying out for Chaser, over here now!" she yelled to the crowd, and two dozen or so students pushed their way out of the crowd.

"Right. Please mount your brooms," Ginny said. It's going to be a long afternoon.

Two and a half hours later, Ginny's new team sat in the bleachers. She had, after cursing several stubborn idiots with Bat Bogey's, selected a team. Demelza Robins was back on the team after an excellent trial, and Jae was the other Chaser, along with herself. Jimmy Peakes and a Durmstrang 4th year by the name of Adrian Hopkins were the new beaters, A pretty brunette in her 7th year, Jessica Hopkins, Adrian's sister and the new keeper, and as much as Ginny detested the idea, Draco was their best chance at seeker.

"Right team, first practise, tomorrow evening, and don't be late or I will mutilate you," she growled, and the team laughed. "Right, off with you, get some sleep, kill some people, do whatever it takes to improve your performance."

"Yes master," Jae said jokingly, and she punched him in the arm.

"Shall we go get something to eat?" she asked him, before looping her arm in his and heading back towards the school.

Draco was struggling with the idea of playing on the Gryffindor Quidditch team as he stomped towards his dormitory after dinner. On one hand, he couldn't imagine playing for Gryffindor, but nor could he imagine not playing at all. But then again, he couldn't see himself taking orders from the littlest Weasel, either. Sighing, he flung himself on his bed as he entered his dorm, growling in frustration.

Soon however, he became aware of the fact that his room was filled with a soft singing, and he rolled over to find Ginny singing Kristiana to sleep.

"What are you doing here Weasley?" he asked quietly, not wanting to disturb his sister.

"You weren't here so I decided to check on Kristiana, your Lordship. By the way, since we're both on the Quidditch team, we're going to have to work out a system to look after her. Any ideas?"

Draco looked at her, eyes wide in panic. Why hadn't he thought of that? "Ummm… No. You?" he asked, hating the pleading in his voice.

Ginny smirked, seeing his discomfort. "I think we should enchant something that we always wear to let us know that she is experiencing discomfort. Then one of us can make an excuse and come take care of her, or I'll end practise. Sound okay, your Lordship?" she asked sarcastically.

"Sounds fine, except for the 'Lordship' part. I'd prefer Majesty, if that's okay with you," he said slyly, smirking.

Ginny just glared at him before storming out, through his closet.

Interesting…

Ginny yawned, trying vainly to stay awake. Her brother could make any subject boring, and Transfiguration was no exception. However, she almost jumped when her bracelet warmed up and put her hand in the air.

"Yes Ms Weasley?" Percy asked.

"Cut the crap Percy, I'm your sister for goodness' sake, and my nose is bleeding," she said, and indeed it was.

"Fine, go to the hospital wing," he said sourly, and continued talking.

Once out of the classroom she shoved a tablet down her throat and the bleeding stopped. The bracelet was practically burning into her hand, so she scorgified it on her way up to the dormitories.

She ran into her room, slipped into her closet and came out in Draco's bedroom, rushing over to Kristiana, who was crying, tears soaking her soft cheeks.

"I bet you're hungry, aren't you?" she asked the baby, before conjuring a bottle of goat's milk out of thin air, and picking her up. She held the bottle gently to Kristiana's lips, and the baby began to suckle gratefully.

A few minutes later Draco hurried in, and stopped when he found Ginny already tending to Kristiana with a tender look on her face.

"I'm sorry you had to look after her. Professor Shacklebolt refused to let me leave."

"It's okay, I enjoy it. But we really ought to work out a system where we can contact the other to let them know that we can or can't do it."

"Add something to the charm?" Draco asked curious.

"Yes, something like that," Ginny said thoughtfully, before putting Kristiana down on her brother's bed, where she gurgled happily.

"What do you think about using the Ustra Charm?" Draco asked.

"That could work," Ginny said, sitting down on his bed.

"Get off my bed Weasley," Draco said quietly.

Ginny jumped up, eyes blazing. "Fine. The only reason I was talking to you in the first place is for Kristiana's sake, not yours!" she yelled, storming out.

That's one crazy weasel.

Draco stared at his closet, blood boiling. How dare she speak to me that way! She's just an immature little weasel. I can't believe I am in this predicament!

Draco heard a thump, and turned around to hear his sister wailing on the floor, blood everywhere.

Well, hope you enjoyed Chapter One of Hiding. I'm sorry about lack of action, but I'm still setting up the story. And sorry to disappoint you Draco/Ginny fans, but they're not getting together any time soon! Please R & R!

Xela