A/N: This the chapter that gets back to the Harry and Ginny auror partner thing...a little mystery for you! Enjoy and review

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Chapter 4

A Mystery

It turned out that Molly Weasley did not mind watching her grandchildren for three days, Monday to Wednesday from 7:00AM to 5PM every week. She had been doing it for a few weeks while Harry and Ginny did their auror duties.

It was now Monday morning in mid-September and Ginny had gotten up twenty minutes earlier to do push-ups. She laid down on the floor and decided to do one hundred before it was time to get ready for work. It was 5:40AM and even the Triplets hadn't woken up yet. Ginny was sweating while she was on her 50th one when Harry groggily woke up.

"Gin?" Harry asked, looking at her with half open eyes. "What are you doing? It's 5:50AM…"

"I…51…know," Ginny said, taking a deep breath. "I am…52…doing…53…54…push-ups…55….s-so…56…57…I can…58…lose…59…wait! 60…61…62!"

"Lose wait?" Harry said, laughing. "You don't need to lose wait. You're perfect! You shouldn't be up this early…we have a long day."

"Glad you… think that," Ginny said, breathing hard. She had finally given up and had her back on the floor. "But I don't. Ever heard… of baby-fat? Well, I had… three babies so… that means I have a lot of flabby… fat!"

Harry climbed out of bed and walked over to her and offered his hand, which she accepted and she stood up. "Ginny, it doesn't matter how much weight you have too me," Harry said, truthfully. "Weight isn't the important things in life. Have you been reading this magazine?" Harry pointed to a Witch Model.

Ginny nodded.

"Well, don't," Harry said, kissing her on the lips. "NO ONE looks like that. They use a spell to make themselves look thinner in the picture."

"Okay, you're right," Ginny said, glowing at him. "Let's go have some breakfast. The Triplets should be up any minute."

And she was right, because right after she stated it the triplets began to cry. Harry and Ginny walked into their room and got them ready to go to the Burrow.

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An hour and a half later Ginny and Harry apparated to the ministry and went to the Auror department. When they arrived, they immediately noticed most of the Aurors were huddled in a circle. Harry and Ginny joined and asked, "What's going on?"

"Something horrible has happened," Kingsley said, with sadness. "I never thought it would ever happen again after You-Know-Who was destroyed…A child at Hogwarts has been killed!"

"Oh no!" Ginny said, her hand over her mouth. "When did this happen?"

"We think on the 13th at nightime," Kingsley said. "Peter Smith was his name. He first didn't come to Transfiguration, then he didn't show up to dinner or to Quidditch practice. McGonagall checked his dorm and it was destroyed…everything disarray. There was a little note that said something about 'This is for what you did to me' or something. So we don't think that it was a Death Eater…it could be someone who knew him due to the note."

Ginny shivered. She asked, "Who's going to go and investigate?"

Kingsley smiled slightly, "You two."

"Okay, we're go r-right now," Ginny said, still recovering from her shock.

"Yes, of course," Harry said, looking very sullen. They walked over to the fireplace, grabbed some Floo powder and one at a time flooed to the Headmistress's office at Hogwarts. When they both got their, McGonagall was sitting in her chair looking very sad and troubled, as she would naturally be.

"Hello, Minerva," Ginny said, sadly.

"Hello," McGonagall said, very distraught. Then she cleared her throat and said stiffly, "So I take it you have heard of what happened?"

"Yes, of course," Harry said, nodding. "Could we see the boy's room, please?"

"Surely," she said, walking out of the office and down the spiral with the two following her. "He was such a nice boy, Peter, he was the brightest wizard in his year, like Hermione. On Friday, he wasn't Transfiguration and the Captain told me he wasn't at Quidditch either. It wasn't like him to miss a class or Quidditch either so I checked his room. You see he has a single room. I found him on the floor, completely dead Friday night…" she trailed off softly.

They had gotten to the fat lady of the Gryffindor Tower. "He was a Gryffindor?" Ginny asked.

"Yes, he was," McGonagall said, as she said the password. They walked into the portrait and were greeted with not the usual happy and bubbly faces of the students, but very sad and quiet Gryffindors. They all looked at Harry and Ginny, because they knew that they were investigating what happened. The three walked up the staircase and went into a room that was blocked with a sign that said: DO NOT ENTER: THIS IS A MURDER SCENE!

McGonagall undid the spell (because she was the one who cast it) and turned the handle. The three walked in cautiously and saw that the body had already been taken out. But the room looked horrible, there was the sight and smell of dried blood all over the bed and the floor. There were also some blood on the walls. Ginny and Harry both shuddered and were very disturbed by what they saw. "So this is it," McGonagall said, trying to sound indifferent. "I'll let you two figure out some things. Come to my office if you need me." With that last word she left and closed the door.

"Where do we start?" Harry said, his face very pale. "This was obviously a very…very bloody murder, Gin."

"Yes, I know," she said, looking around the room. "First, let's look around this room. We will have to wear gloves for protection."

She muttered a quick incantation and in a second both were wearing latex gloves. Ginny and Harry began to look under the beds, or in people's luggage. Finally, Ginny looked in his night table next to his bed and saw a wrinkled up piece of paper. She took it and read it.

Peter, Monday 9/6/06

Why are you breaking up with me? What did I ever do to you? Was I not good enough? I know you were seeing another girl behind my back, because my friend Leila told me so…but I chose not to believe it because I thought I could TRUST you! I don't ever want to see you again…have a wonderful life! Oh, and by the way: GO TO HELL!

Not love,

Mary Jane

Ginny raised her eyebrows as she called Harry over, "Harry, I found someone who we could talk to…who might know something."

"Who?" Harry asked, walking over to her. He read the note over her shoulder. "She seems pretty ballistics."

"Her boyfriend cheated on her, Harry," Ginny said, glaring at him. "I would be too."

"That's true," Harry said, grinning a bit. "I wonder what her last name is, we need to go talk to her. She'd probably know a lot."

"Yeah, let's find out," she said, leaving the room.

Harry followed her and closed the door after them. No one knew what spell to lock the door again, so Harry just put a better spell that alohomora wouldn't work on. The Potters walked down the stairs to the common room and asked a girl who was reading a book: "Excuse me? But I have a question?"

"Yes, of course," the girl said, lifting her head up. "Go on."

"Who's Mary-Jane? The girl who used to date Peter Smith?" Ginny said, describing all she knew.

"Oh, you mean, Mary-Jane Carter," the girl answered, sympathy in her eyes. "She's a Gryffindor too, yeah, so she's been in her room since she found out yesterday night. She was really shocked, even though he cheated on her…she seemed really upset. She hasn't had to go to classes because classes were canceled for today."

"Well, that's natural," Harry said, looking solemn. "Could you do us a big favor by telling us which is her room, please?"

"Yes, we really need to ask her questions and see what she knows," Ginny said, smiling at the girl.

"Of course," said the girl. "She's about the third door on your right."

"Thank you so much," Harry said, smiling. "And what's your name, please?"

"You're welcome, and I'm Katherine Donnelly," She said, positively.

"Yes, you've been a big help, Katherine," Ginny said, as they headed up to the girls staircase.

Harry stopped walking before he stepped on the first step because he remembered what happened if boys came up the Girls dormitory. Ginny had already gotten to the top and was waiting for him. "I remember when me and Ron tried to go up here to tell Hermione something," Harry said, chuckling. "We fell flat on our buttocks!" He quickly conjured a rope and threw it to Ginny who tied it to the railing. He held on to it tightly and stepped on the first step, which immediately turned to a slide, as usual. This time he did not fall and griped the rope tightly and climbed up the slide.

He finally made it to the top and grinned a bit at Ginny as they headed to the girl's bedroom. At last, the two arrived at the third door on the right and knocked. "Who…who is it?" Mary-Jane asked, sniffling. "I would…really like to be alone."

"Hi, this is Ginny and Harry Potter," Ginny said, kindly. "We're aurors and would like to talk to you about Peter. We're quite sorry to bother you, miss."

There was a pause and then she said, "O-oh, yes, j-just a minute please." A moment later the door swung open and there was a sad-looking girl who looked like she had definitely been crying. "H-hi, come in," she said, wiping her eyes with a tissue. "Sor-ry, room is really…a mess. B-but do sit down on the chairs over there." They did.

"Miss Carter, we found out that you were involved with Peter and then broke up," Harry said.

"How did you know?"

"We read the note that you wrote him, dear," Ginny said, with sympathy.

"Well, yes," Mary-Jane said, softly. "We dated for five months…and-and then just a week ago, my best friend saw him kissing another girl. I didn't want to believe it…I ignored it. He broke up with me two days later. He-he didn't even t-tell me in person, he sent an owl to me-me…" She trailed off with tears coming out of her eyes.

"I'm so sorry," Ginny said, understanding how she felt. "It must have been a shock to have this going on too."

"O-oh, yes, of course," she said, a little irritated.

"Do you know anyone in the castle who would have a grudge with him?" Harry asked. "We found a note that said 'this is for what you did to me'."

"Y-you d-did," Mary-Jane asked, her eyes widening. "Who would write that I wonder? Al-although, I do have a-a hunch on who might have done it."

"Who?" Ginny asked, anxious.

"Alias Malfoy," she answered, trying to look scared. "He's apparently, related to a man named Draco Malfoy…I guess he's a much younger cousin. Well, Alias is a big bully…and-and Malfoy (as we call him) thought Peter was looking at his girlfriend and that he liked him. Malfoy has been sending Peter threatening notes like 'stay away from my girlfriend or you're DEAD'. He could have done it…I mean he's in Slytherin."

"Yes, thank you, Mary-Jane for telling us," Harry said, looking at Ginny. "We have to go now…take care." Harry and Ginny both walked out of the room and slide down the stairs.

"Gin, we don't have enough evidence to convict Malfoy," Harry said, shaking his head. "We didn't find any notes from him when we searched."

"I know," Ginny said, worried. "We can't just go by that he's in Slytherin either."

"No," Harry said.

"We could go and investigate Peter's room and check if we missed his notes," Ginny said, walking down the halls. "Right now it's lunchtime and we can go and eat in the Great Hall. I'm starving."

"Okay, sounds good," Harry said, rubbing his stomach hungrily. The Potters walked down to the Hall hand and hand. Little did they know that a person they did not expect was thinking up a plan right then, with very little tears.

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A/N: This is the little mystery that I wanted to put in to liven up the fic. The next chapter will be a continuation of the mystery. I hope you like it...review with any criticism if you have any.