Follow the Evidence

Summary: When top Investigative Auror Ginny Weasley and Combat Auror Harry Potter have to team up to solve the most baffling string of murders that has hit the magical community in decades, will sparks fly between the two? Obviously. Harry/Ginny.

Rating: PG for now. Will be raised for later chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Prologue:

It was a dark and stormy night.

Lightning slashed the sky open like a piece of paper and thunder rocked the very few people that were still awake at the un-holy hour of the night. One of whom was a young woman, sitting wide awake at her kitchen table.

Auburn strands tumbled out from a loose hair tie, falling over her face. She clutched at a teacup in her right hand, while her left doodled with a quill on a spare bit of parchment. Stream rose from her cup, and she took slow deliberate sips, her long fingers gripped tightly around the warm, steaming mug.

She sighed, putting down the cup down on the table with a soft clink. Dark circles were noticeable underneath her blue eyes. She took one last sip of the cup, draining the mug dry. She heard a creak from behind her, towards her living room. She turned. "Hello?" She called out hesitantly.

No one responded. The woman shivered uncomfortably. She stood up, pulling her dressing gown tighter around her lean body. She sighed, and shuffled to her bedroom, where she lay down in her bed, pulling the covers over her body, and closing her eyes, trying to force herself to sleep. She really needed to see a Healer about this insomnia. She reminded herself. Suddenly, the covers were pulled away from her. She sat up quickly, grabbing her wand from her bedside table. "Rupert!" She exclaimed. "This isn't funny!" She yelled into the darkness.

"I'm not Rupert," a raspy voice said in a gleeful tone and the woman screamed, but felt the darkness surround her and she felt herself slip out of consciousness.