A/N: So here is the next chapter. But before I let you read it, I wanted to say thank you to everyone who left one of those nice - and really motivating - reviews or sent me a PM. I really appreciate it, your reviews make me want to keep writing. So please keep reviewing, it really helps. And hello to all the new people following the story, I hope you all enjoy it.

Originally, this chapter was completely different and I had already written three chapters in advance. When I read through them again, I just wasn't feeling it and scrapped it all and rewrote the whole thing. That also means, that I don't have any extra chapters lying around at the moment and I don't know how fast I'll be able to get the next chapter out. I'll try. Promised.

In the meantime, here is Chapter 11.

Chapter Eleven

An hour later, after the audience had trickled out of the stadium, the journalists were done with their interviews and the players had had time to shower, Hermione and Valerie were waiting for Ginny at the side entrance of the stadium.

Hermione tried to keep up appearances but she wasn't fooling anyone. Val knew her well enough to know what was going on. "Calm down! She'll be out soon and then you can take all the time you want to tear her head off. But, please, until then stop pacing!" Valerie scolded.

Hermione stopped pacing and looked at her friend, "I'm sorry. I'm just so… so furious. I mean, Ginny has been through a war. She should know better. She should be…" Hermione stopped talking when she saw her girlfriend exit through the door, her fellow teammates in tow.

When Ginny saw Hermione she wanted to rush over immediately but noticing the thinly veiled emotion on her face, Ginny stopped dead in her tracks. In no time Hermione was standing in front of her. "Have you lost your mind? Did you even think what you were doing? You really should know better than that, Ginny. I mean, have you learnt nothing from the war? Did you have to put -"

But before Hermione could continue Ginny had shut her up with a kiss. Hermione couldn't help herself and just gave in, kissing Ginny back almost immediately. Oh dammit, Granger, you've waited too long for this to happen to be mad about a kiss in public. Just enjoy it.

"A little whipped, aren't we?" Valerie quipped, "or was this your way of telling Ginny how mad you are at her?"

Hermione broke the kiss and glared at Valerie in mock anger, "Oh, just shut up."

"Hermione, I understand it might've been stupid to just kiss you like that. I was just so happy and overwhelmed by the situation. I mean for the first time in years you were there to watch me play a game of Quidditch and we won, I wanted to show you how I felt," Ginny explained, taking Hermione's hand to emphasize how she felt..

Hermione sighed, "Actually, Ginny, I've been to all your games. I haven't missed a single one. I particularly enjoyed last year's game against the Chudley Cannons. I won 20 Galleons from Ron when the Harpies won," she said thoroughly enjoying the expression on her girlfriend's face.

Both, Ginny and Valerie stood there dumbfounded. "Sunday. Book club,…" Valerie whispered suddenly understanding.

"Hey Weasley, you coming?" one of the other Chasers called from amidst a group of Harpies a few meters over. Ginny turned around and called back, "Not today. But you go on and have fun!"

"So where are we going now?" Valerie asked having a hunch that wherever it was it would entail apparating.

"Well, I don't know about you both but I just played a game of Quidditch. I was planning on finding something to eat and then fall asleep. I'm sorry, but I'm spent," Ginny admitted hoping not to disappoint Hermione too much.

Typical. Food first. She could never deny she is a Weasley.

"How about we go back to our flat, I cook something and then you apparate back to… where is it you're staying, actually? Are you still living at the Burrow or have you moved into team quarters yet?" Hermione suggested realizing she had no idea where her girlfriend lived.

"That sounds absolutely lovely. Let's go, I'm starving!" Ginny replied and her eyes lit up at the thought of Hermione cooking for her.

"You're always starving, Gin. After you." Hermione quipped and made a grand gesture as if letting Ginny walk through a door first. Ginny flashed her a quick smirk and with a pop she was gone.

"I still can't wrap my head around people appearing and disappearing at will," Valerie admitted as she gripped Hermione's arm. "Don't worry, you'll get there eventually," she answered and apparated them into the bathroom, just in case.

They had barely arrived when Hermione noticed a hand on her mouth. She was about to struggle when her eyes went into focus and she saw Ginny, her other hand covering Valerie's mouth. Hermione shot her a questioning look when she heard voices from the sitting room. Ginny carefully took her hand back and put one finger over her own lips to tell the others to be quiet. Valerie nodded and signaled that her stomach was fine.

"The mudblood is not here, boss!" they heard a man say.

"She's probably still at her girlfriends game," came the reply from a familiar voice.

Draco.

What the hell is Draco doing in my flat? And how does he know about me and Ginny?

Hermione took out her wand and silently went to the bathroom door. She opened it a bit further and peered through. No one was in the hallway, but what she saw shocked her nonetheless. All her things had been tossed around and strewn on the floor.

They heard a thudding sound as if books were falling on the carpet. Hermione's temper rose. They were ransacking the place. "That. Foul. Git. I'm going to…" Hermione hissed between her teeth before Ginny's hand stopped her from talking again. She just shook her head, took out her wand and turned around to Valerie. She motioned for her to hide and stay as quiet as she could. Tired of being the one who couldn't do anything, Valerie sighed and hid in the shower.

"Draco, I've found something," said yet another voice, this one female, but unfamiliar. How many of them are there?

Ginny saw Hermione get riled up and put her hand on her shoulder to calm down the brunette witch. "We need to do something, Ginny!" she whispered.

"We don't know how many there are and what they are looking for." Ginny replied.

Since when am I the voice of reason? she wondered

"Give it here, you idiot" Draco said, "you must be even thicker than I thought. Did they not teach you to read? This is the address of a Monika Wilkins and her husband Wendell. I don't see the word Granger anywhere on this!" Draco crumpled up the piece of paper and made sure to throw it into a corner where Hermione would be able find it again.

Hermione's eyes widened in fear and kept scolding herself for being stupid enough to write down her parents' address as if she didn't have the mind to memorize it.

"If you can't find anything else, we should leave. We don't know when she'll be back," Draco sneered.

"Awww. Is little Draco afraid of the mudblood?" the female voice taunted.

"Shut up, Daphne and make yourself useful. Do I need to remind you of who's in charge?" Draco retaliated.

"Boss, I still have to go through the bedrooms. Maybe she hid something there," the male voice suggested.

"Alright, but be quick about it," Draco consented somewhat reluctantly.

"That's it," Hermione exploded. Brandishing her wand she stormed into the sitting room, petrifying Daphne who was too startled to react in time and keeled over backwards. Before Draco was sure of how to react, Ginny had cast Incarcerous on him, binding his arms to his sides. "Herm…," he began but Hermione shut him up with a glare.

Ginny and Hermione searched the bedrooms for the third person but he seemed to have apparated at the first sign of trouble. Hermione went over to Daphne and cast a Muffliato Charm to make sure the Slytherin wouldn't hear what she was about to say.

"What the hell were you thinking, Draco? Did you think you could just walk into my flat and turn it upside down? What the fuck are you playing at?" she unleashed.

Draco's eyes widened in surprise at Hermione's unrestrained use of expletives and Ginny very nearly gave herself whiplash when turning her head in Hermione's direction.

"Whoa Herm… Granger, let's not forget who just crumpled up that piece of parchment and didn't keep the names of your parents!" Draco defended himself, "and you have to give me some ground or I won't be very useful to you, anyway." Draco sat down on Hermione's couch and sighed. He looked like a puppy caught with his master's favourite shoe.

Ginny couldn't believe what she had heard, "what do you mean 'be useful'?" No one answered her. "Hermione, what is he talking about?" Ginny insisted. She didn't care if she interrupted Hermione's thoughts, she wanted answers.

Hermione turned to face her girlfriend and put her hand on her shoulder. She thought Ginny looked adorable when she was confused and just barely keeping her temper in check. She squeezed her shoulder and answered evenly, "Draco is helping me find Lucius. He's been feeding me information. Nothing terribly useful yet," Hermione glared at Draco, "but I was hoping he'd be able to find out where his father was".

"He's monitoring you and your owls. I don't know how he does it, but he has copies of every letter you send and receive!" Draco said quickly, to prove he wasn't entirely useless.

Hermione looked at Ginny and blushed. "Yes, he also has that letter Weasley sent you!"

That was all it needed for Ginny to lose the grip on her temper. She wanted to explode but Lucius wasn't there, so instead, she started pacing the room muttering incomprehensibly and voicing ideas of what she would do if she got her hands on him.

"Ginny, please stop walking holes in my carpet and go get Valerie from the shower" Hermione ordered and ignored the dirty look Draco shot her.

As soon as Ginny was out of earshot, Hermione bowed down to Draco and whispered in a dangerously low voice, "I'm going to unbind you and I'm going to lift the Muffliato I cast on Daphne, you will stupefy me, grab her and disapparate. This way you can save face and maybe be useful in the future. I want information, Draco, useful information. And soon. Remember who I am. If you're not useful to me, I can just as easily have you arrested for aiding your father to rebuild the Death Eater movement. Understood?"

Draco nodded slowly, distracted by Hermione's breath in his ear and smelling her perfume. He could barely concentrate on her words. But as quickly as she had been in his personal space she was gone again and he felt the rope binding his arms was gone. He quickly grabbed his wand and cried, "Stupefy!"

Hermione saw him running over to Daphne before she hit the wall behind her and gave in to the blackness around her.

"Hermione!" Valerie cried and rushed over to the limp body of her best friend against the wall.

"That bastard! I don't care if he's working for us now. If he comes near her again, I'll personally make sure he regrets it," Ginny fumed as she helped Valerie carry Hermione to the couch. She checked her quickly but couldn't find any blood. "She's just unconscious. She'll be fine," she explained to Valerie, "in the meantime, let's clean up a bit, shall we?"

But before Valerie could start picking up stuff, she watched in awe as Ginny cast several Reparos and everything started to fall back into place. Valerie thought it all rather looked like a video played backwards.

Several minutes later, Hermione came to and saw everything in place again. Ginny and Valerie had made some tea and were sitting next to her. "Welcome back, love." Ginny greeted her and gently pushed a strand of hair out of Hermione's face.

Hermione sat up and groaned when her head threatened to explode. Brilliant, Granger. You could've told him to body bind you. And they call you the brightest witch of your age. Hardly. Hermione chuckled sarcastically at her own thoughts but quickly stopped since it only hurt her head more.

She pulled herself together, ignoring the pain. "We can't stay here. Now that they know where we live. Valerie, please, go get my duffle bag from my room," Hermione said. Her thoughts were racing. She was in full battle mode again.

While Valerie searched for the dufflebag Hermione hatched out a plan. "Ginny, we can't ask your mother, knowing that Lucius monitors my owls but I think it will be safest to stay at the Burrow for a while."

Ginny nodded, "Mum won't mind. It will give her an excuse to cook lots. You know how she is. And Dad will be excited to have a real Muggle stay with them." Ginny took Hermione's hand reassuringly. She knew the brunette didn't want to impose herself on anyone, "and by the way, I still live there, at the Burrow. I haven't yet moved to team quarters. But now I have yet another reason to delay my move." Ginny grinned cheekily and Hermione pretended to look scandalized. She was looking forward to seeing more of Ginny. She had missed her terribly this week and being close to the redheaded witch was really all she wanted right now.

Hermione took Ginny's face in her hands and moved closer to kiss her. She could feel Ginny's breath on her lips and got completely lost in her own thoughts and fantasies.

"Excuse me, could you two please keep your hands off each other for a few more minutes. Hermione, I found your duffle bag. What now?" Valerie said as she came back into the room, clearly in a foul mood. She hated being the one everyone had to look out for anyway, now her flat had been invaded and she was only beginning to grasp how dangerous this Lucius character was.

Hermione got to her feet and shifted into Ministry-mode, "Ginny, block the floo," she ordered, "we can't have the flat on the floo network anymore. Then help shrink every piece of furniture and put it in my trunk. I'll be packing clothes and other stuff.

Valerie take my dufflebag and start packing your things. You'll find that it holds quite a lot more than one would think."

A couple of minutes later the flat looked empty. Valerie was holding the dufflebag and Hermione her battered old beaded bag. Ginny was holding onto the old trunk marked with Hermione's initials. Ginny nodded and with a silent pop she was gone.

Valerie sighed dejectedly and grabbed Hermione's arm before they too were gone.

A/N: This was it. Thanks for reading and please leave a review. Thanks...