Marcus Flint stepped onto the field where the Death Eaters congregated with a little trepidation. He made sure that he was never the first, or the last, person to arrive to the meetings so he didn't stand out. This time, though, there wasn't anyone else walking into their place in the circle. He had felt the mark burn five minutes ago, and had received the picture in his head of the place where he would be apparating. He knew that he was supposed to be here. But where was everybody?

Maybe his Lord had sent for him so he could be sent to do something important! But then, why hadn't anyone been here to meet him?

Flint spun around to look behind him, worried. When he turned back around two black-cloaked figures were staring at him intently.

"Stupefy," a male voice called into the silence.

Flint's body hit the ground with a boneless thud. The two heirs who had come to meet him laughed coldly. They vanished with the body. Their Lord needed to accomplish his beautiful handiwork on poor Flints' memory.

Ginevera was sitting in front of the vanity in the room she and Draco had been given with her wand in her hand.

"Do you think I should put on any makeup for this meeting Draco?" She asked the boy who was sprawled on his back across the king sized bed. He lifted his blond head off the black comforter and shrugged.

"Some help you are," Ginevera grumbled. She sighed and put her wand against her lips. Five minutes later Ginevera was wearing black lipstick, blush, and had darkened around her eyes. Next she put her wand into her hair. Ginevera drew her wand down her head until she had black streaks running through her hair.

Draco looked up at her from his prone state on the bed. Her lovely auburn locks were accented with the black coloring and her make up made her look more beautiful than before. To say he wanted her would be an understatement. Draco stood up and walked over to Ginevera. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and bent down to capture her lips with his.

"You look beautiful, my Ginevera," he whispered when they had parted.

"So I'm yours now?" She replied indignantly.

"Err…"

Ginevera smiled for the first time in weeks and whispered, "I think I could like that." She kissed him again.

Voldemort walked in on them kissing furiously a few minutes later. He hissed in pain as the feelings of love, or at least intense lust, hit him. He quickly shielded himself against the caustic emotions and snarled.

"Children!" Draco and Ginevera looked up at him quickly. "It is time. Prepare yourselves. And Draco," he added as he was about to walk out the door, "There is a large amount of black coloring on your face. Clean it off, now. It is unseemly." He closed the door behind him. Voldemort could hear Ginevera's laughter following him as he walked down the hall. That was one thing his heirs were going to miss. The ability to laugh was going to be eradicated from this land. His heirs were never going to be able to laugh together again.

Inside the room-

Ginevera looked at Draco's face when Voldemort had closed the door and had immediately fallen out of the chair from laughing so hard. Her black lipstick had smeared all over Draco's face. He looked at the mirror, alarmed, and with an undignified squeak, grabbed a towel and started to scrape off the lipstick. Ginevera laughed harder. Once Draco got all of the lipstick off, they went downstairs to introduce themselves as the future king and queen.

Dusk had fallen by the time all of the Death Eaters had arrived and taken their places in the circle. There were two empty places in the circle where the two Flints were supposed to stand.

"Close in the circle, my Death Eaters. Traitors to our cause do not deserve to join us in a civilized fashion. Instead, the father has removed himself from this world … permanently, and the son has been captured for our pleasure tonight." Voldemort hissed at his cowering followers. "Lets us give a warm welcome to Marcus Flint." The Death Eaters 'booed' and 'hissed' at Flint. He was being walked into the circle at wand-point with two black figures prodding him along. They forced him to his knees in a low bow in front of Voldemort.

"This traitor needs to be punished for his crimes!" Voldemort hissed. "The father tried to turn himself over to the fools in the Order. Luckily for us, the Order killed him first and asked questions later. Our plans are still safe." The Death Eaters around the circle gasped in surprise. They had all thought that the Flints were loyal to their cause.

One Death Eater flung himself out of the circle to bow and cower at Voldemort's feet. "My Lord, I am sorry for helping the Flints enter into our fold. Please forgive me!"

"Crucio." The man's screams echoed across the landscape. When the curse was removed he crawled back into his place in the circle.

"The younger Flint," Voldemort continued, pointing at the quivering boy at his feet, "tried to force himself on my heir in an attempt to be made an heir himself. He dared to threaten her and our cause, so my heir quickly captured him and brought him to me. Petrificus Totalis." He added. Flint fell to the ground.

"Now my Death Eaters. I wish to introduce you to my heirs. They have both proven their worth to me, and to each other. You will treat them with the same reverence that you treat me with." The black-cloaked figures behind Voldemort pulled off their hoods. Draco Malfoy's blond hair shone in the dying light and Ginevera's hair glittered darkly. "My heirs, Draco and Ginevera, a Weasley and a Malfoy no longer. They will be known forever as your master and lord." Most of the circle of Death Eaters sank to the ground murmuring praises. Two people continued to stand.

"Knot!" Ginevera's cold voice rang across the circle. "Do you have a problem?"

"I refuse to bow to a mudblood loving Weasley." He announced. Ginevera smirked cruelly.

"I am no longer a Weasley. I gave up that name years ago, when I first met the Dark Lord. Crucio!" She added. Knot screamed and writhed on the ground. When the spell stopped he bowed and scraped on the ground with the rest of the Death Eaters.

"Father," Draco hissed at the man who was still standing.

The Death Eater bowed his head to Draco and sighed. "I never realized that by helping you become heir, I would have to bow to my own son." He said in a rare moment of truth. He slowly sank to his knees on the ground. "I am proud of you, Draco. Though you are my son no longer, you will still inherit the Malfoy fortune and lands. I hope you will think well of the father who raised you." He bowed low to the ground at Draco, and at Ginevera when she strode over to stand next to her co heir.

The Death Eaters moved back into place in the circle. "Now it is time for the punishment of our traitor. Once the body-binding spell is off of him, you are free to curse him with whatever you wish. Do not kill him yet. We want him to suffer."

Flint's screams and the Death Eaters horrible laughter could be heard across the county side. A young Auror with an extendable ear in his hand apperated away from the hill he had been hiding on. He had a lot of information to tell Dumbledore.

Late that night Ginevera walked back into the Gryffindor common room looking like her usual mousy self. Immediately, Ron, Hermione and Harry ran up to her.

"Ginny where have you been?" Ron yelled. "We have a meeting in the Room of Requirement in five minutes. Lets go!" The Gleesome Threesome ran out of the portrait hole. Ginny sighed and walked after them.

She walked into the room five minutes later, her shy smile firmly in place.

"Now that everyone's here," Dumbledore stood up, "I have some unhappy news. An Auror, at great risk to his life, snuck up on the Death Eater camp and found out some important information for our cause. I have listened to the conversation he recorded on his Extendable Ears and deemed it important for everyone to hear. It is a bit garbled in places, so some information was lost, but it is still interesting."

Ginny struggled not to pale and give away her secret. She was very glad that she had taken a seat by the door. Ginny prepared herself to run as Dumbledore pulled out an extendable ear.

"Traitors to our do not deserve to join us a civilized fashion. Instead, the father has removed himself this world …… permanently, and the has been captured for our pleasure tonight." Voldemort's cold voice hissed from the Ear. It was a bit mangled in places so some words couldn't be heard. It continued on throughout Voldemort's speech about what Flint had done, and welcoming his new heirs. Right at the part that would have given away Ginny, and Draco's sides in the war, it became so fuzzy that it was almost impossible to hear. "My heirs, D and era, a and a o no longer. They w be knn forever as your mr and lord."

Ginny almost sighed in relief, but stopped herself just in time.

"I do not know what the names of these heirs are, but I am trying to find out. If anyone finds any information, please tell me immediately." Dumbledore said as soon as the Ear went silent. "Now the brave Auror and Order member who recorded this meeting is in my office. I have not heard his descriptions of these alleged heirs. I wished to wait until we had convened. Would someone go to my office and bring him down for me?"

Ginny shot her hand into the air. "I'll get him professor. You really don't need me here to decide anything."

Dumbledore nodded. "The password is sugar quill." Ginny stood up and walked out of the room.

Ginevera talked quietly to herself as she walked along the hallways leading to the Headmasters office. It was easier for her to work out the answers to her problems if she spoke about them out loud.

"Its really very lucky that the Auror wasn't close enough to record the whole conversation on the Extendable Ears. The Auror must have heard everything. I have to either capture him, or kill him. I'll just walk into the office, ask him to come with me, and kill him in the hallway. Then I have to stupefy myself, and make it look like someone else did it." Ginevera sighed. The plan had too many flaws. She needed someone to help her.

She was turning a corner when a pair of strong arms wound around her body, pulling her against a warm muscled chest.

"Talking to yourself is a sign of insanity," Draco's voice whispered in her ear.

"Draco! Just the person I needed to see!" Ginevera said happily. Draco lifted an eyebrow and smirked. Ginny pulled out of his arms and span around to face him. "In a few minutes I'm going to be walking down the corridor with an Auror in tow. He knows everything about the meeting last night." Draco stiffened. "You need to kill him quickly, stupefy me, then run and send an owl to the Dark Lord telling Him that there needs to be a protection barrier around the whole land that prevents anyone form entering that doesn't have a Dark Mark. Tell Him that I have a good reason, and will inform him of it as soon as I can."

Draco nodded. "I'll run and get my invisibility cloak." He said as he started to walk away. "Act surprised when you get stunned, and have a good sob story to tell the fools when they find you," he called over his shoulder. Ginevera nodded and turned to go.

A few minutes later she walked into the office. The portraits of the previous headmasters were snoozing in their frames. A tall, brown haired man was sitting in an armchair staring at her.

"Professor Dumbledore sent me to get you." Ginny whispered, shyly. She pretended to blush and looked at the ground. "Please follow me."

The man stood up and followed her down the hallway. He looked down at the small red head and shook his head quietly. She had the same hair color as the female heir but her general demeanor and the lack of black streaks in her hair made him sure the girl was someone different. After all, he was looking for Ginevera Weasley, heir to the Dark Lord, not some little baby girl. He was relieved that he could finally tell his story to the Order and get the horrors he had seen that night off his chest.

Draco was standing under his invisibility cloak waiting for Ginevera to return. He snarled in impatience and looked down the hall. She was going to have to give him an explanation about what was going on, soon. Finally he saw her red hair coming down the hallway. He was almost started at the difference between the girl she had been showing him, and the girl walking towards him now.

This was a little, helpless red head girl. She looked weak, and her appearance screamed shy and vulnerable. It was the kind of person that he enjoyed killing the most. It was hard for him to see his Ginevera under the act. Ginny raised her head so she was looking directly at him. A ghost of the delicious smirk flew across her face. She started to walk by him and Draco could swear he heard "nice cologne Draco". He shook his head, and a rare smile graced his face. She was wonderful, his Ginevera.

"Avada Kedavra," he yelled into the abandoned hallway. The Auror dropped dead, a look of surprise gracing his features. "Stupefy," he yelled and ran to catch Ginevera before her head hit the floor. He carefully made slash marks on her face and body that would heal easily, but looked gruesome. He also ripped her robes in several places. Draco stood up and admired his handiwork. The Auror was dead, and Ginevera had a look of surprise and horror across her bleeding face.

With another wave of his wand Draco hissed "Morsimorde". The Dark Mark loomed in the hallway. Draco started to walk away. He needed to be on the other side of the castle when they found the bodies. The Owlry seemed like a good place to be. Besides, he had an important letter to send.