This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Word Count: 1600

Title: Abducted

Note: *unsub- (in police use) a person of unknown identity who is the subject of a criminal investigation. Muggle AU

Warnings: Spiked drinks, attempted abduction/ abduction, allusions to worse.

Beta: Claude Amelia Song, ViolaMoon

International Wizarding School Competition:

[Cabin]: Malfoy

[Prompts]: Write about a group having to work together to solve a mystery puzzle

[Theme]: Round 7: Team building

Hogwarts

Assignment 3: Charms: The Trace: Task #2: Write about someone getting someone else into trouble, whether deliberately or by accident.

"Let's go out for drinks," Cho suggested. Her girlfriend, Ginny, was in her final year at the Police Academy, and with Cho working as a detective, they barely had time for themselves. This would be their first weekend together in a long time.

"Sounds fun," Ginny said. "What should I wear?"

"Whatever you want, love." Cho grinned, her red-headed girlfriend wasn't into dressing up. Cho, on the other hand , enjoyed wearing her floral dresses out on their dates. "What about those leather pants I got you?"

"Yeah, cool," Ginny nodded, throwing her uniform on the bed.

"Cheeky." Cho teased. While Ginny was digging in her wardrobe, Cho took the chance to ask her question.

"How did Harry take the news that we are dating?"

"Not too bad," Ginny replied, not looking back at her.

"Come on, really?"

"Really," Ginny insisted. "He said he was happy for me, and he always thought of me more as a sister than a lover anyway."

"I thought he would be heartbroken. You said your family wanted you two to get married once he finished the FBI Academy. It's been five years, aren't they disappointed that it hasn't happened yet, and there is no way it will?"

"You know Harry, he always has his head on catching the bad guy," Ginny said, looking around to roll her eyes at Cho. "He raised ranks through the Bureau very quickly. They are proud of his accomplishments. It's not easy to make it to the top so fast."

Cho laughed a little. Of course, she knew. Even when they had dated for the brief period during their time at school, Harry had had this obsession with finding his parent's murderer—a man named Tom Riddle— and bringing him to justice. Unfortunately, there was little evidence to help him, but that had not stopped him from becoming a federal agent in the search for justice.

Several hours later, the two ladies could be found in a bar, laughing and having drinks at the counter.

"Hey, let's go dance," Cho suggested. She'd finished her drink, but Ginny's one was still half-filled. Ginny almost took her cocktail glass with her onto the dancefloor before remembering it wasn't allowed, so she left it on the counter. In retrospect, that had been a mistake, a mistake she, as a trainee officer, should have not done. The couple of girls had a few drinks in them already, and didn't consider that someone would have any reason to do anything to the unwatched drink.

They have been dancing for a while, when Ginny motioned she was going back to have some of her pina colada. Cho nodded, and continued to dance, letting Ginny make her way over to the bar by herself. Ginny took a big gulp of her drink and immediately noticed that something was not right. She was feeling dizzy, weak, and the room had started to spin round and round. In the split of a second, she realised that she had been drugged and tried to signal around the barman that she was not alright. However, the drug was too strong and soon, she knew no more.

When she woke up, she was surprised to find herself still in the bar, with Cho beside her. She wondered if the girl had called the police or Harry. Theoretically, he could take the case.

"Oh thank goodness, you're awake," Cho said, sobbing. Ginny's head was on her lap, and she was stroking her hair. "I was so worried."

"Someone drugged me," Ginny stated and looked around the bar, as if the guilty party would have still lingered. "Did anyone see anything?"

Cho nodded, eyes burning with rage.

"The barman had noticed you not feeling well, but when they turned to call an ambulance, they took you. He saw you gone and alerted the bouncer. When they saw me coming towards the bar, they told me as well. I asked him to call the police and I ran outside." Ginny couldn't see much where she was, but she assumed they had moved her away from where the glass had fallen.

Straining to see, she spotted fragments of glass throughout the blur, and realised they had brought her back inside.

"I can't see, Cho, everything is blurry," Ginny complained, starting to panic, and slipping back into a deep sleep. The last words she heard were Cho's reassuring murmurs.

"Don't worry, an ambulance is on the way, and so is Harry. We will find out who did this to you."

The next time Ginny awoke, she was in a stark hospital bed in St Mungo's.

"How long was I asleep?" she asked, looking around and noticing Cho with her head resting on her one arm, she looked worse for wear.

"Oh Ginny," Cho said, crying with renewed vigour. "I was so worried, you have been out for three days! They have you on a drip."

"Ouch, needles," Ginny said. Despite being known to be able to throw a punch, few people knew that Ginny couldn't stand needles, ever since she'd slipped and fell in her first year, causing her to almost bleed out before she was found and thus requiring multiple transfusions. Ginny shivered, despite not feeling cold. She hated everything about the place, and was thankful Cho hadn't left her side.

"Have you been here all this time?" Ginny asked softly.

"Of course, and Harry has been here too. We found out what they slipped into your drink. Seems like it was a modified type of LSD drug. I am so sorry, love. This is all my fault."

"It's not your fault," Ginny insisted, wanting to move but finding her body unwilling. "If anything, it's mine. I shouldn't have left my drink on the counter. I am being trained how to help and observe these kinds of situations and I went and did what exactly I will be warning people against."

Cho shook her head, making her black hair go everywhere, it was clear that she had been sleeping in the chair.

"You made a mistake, but I also should have not let you go back to the bar alone. Besides, I saw you leaving the drink and thought nothing of it. And I have been working in the field longer than you."

Cho stood up to sit beside her bed, taking a hand gently. "I have been so worried about you."

"I'm fine."

Once Ginny was discharged, she found out that Harry had taken the lead on the case and not WPD. Apparently, the Bureau had had the bar under close surveillance for months. After finding out that Cho had managed to wiggle herself onto the investigation as a WPD detective, Ginny had requested to tag along to observe. Since the case was personal, and she was still in the academy, she couldn't do it officially. So, the three of them had started asking around to see if they could find anyone else that had been drugged.

In their investigation, they came across a girl named Luna, who had not been as fortunate as Ginny. She told a story of waking up in the back of a truck, with a bunch of other girls. They all shuddered, listening to what had happened to Luna, and once she finished her story, they were convinced that the same thing would have happened to Ginny if she would not have had time to signal the barman that something was wrong.

Ginny went over and hugged the girl, but when she'd embraced Luna, she'd felt the girl pull away. She realised that Luna's horrors weren't all laid out, and scolded herself for her lack of insight.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lovegood," Ginny said. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable with my actions."

"You… you didn't." The girl insisted sweetly, but her eyes looked wild with fright.

"I shouldn't have assumed, not everyone is a hugger." Ginny tried to make light of it, and she could tell this calmed Luna down slightly.

"So, um, Agent Potter?" Luna said, turning to him. "Do you think you know who did this?"

"I have a hunch, yes. This *unsub reminds me of another one from a different case. " Harry said.

Luna shuddered, and Ginny noticed it again, but didn't mention anything.

"Thank you, Miss Lovegood, if we have more questions, we will be in touch," Cho added, with a cheerful smile. She held out her hand to take Ginny's, and Ginny took it without hesitation. She thought she could hear a small sigh escape Luna's lips, but again, she let it go. If the girl needed more help she had Cho's and Harry's cards.

It seemed that Harry's hunch had paid off, and they had managed to track down the man that had drugged Ginny.

Interviewing him, it had become clear that he hadn't worked alone and that he had help. They had called in Luna and the girl had managed to identify him as one of the people who had kidnapped her. He'd been the one to toss her away after they'd gotten their use of her. It turned out that Harry had been right with the similarity with his old case and together they'd uncovered the whole trafficking link. The case added another success in Harry's career, but Ginny knew he didn't care about ranks, but rather making sure that criminals were behind bars and that they couldn't hurt another girl ever again. As for herself, the case had made Ginny more determined to finish the police academy and join Cho at WPD as a rookie and eventually, become a detective herself.