Rule Seven

Ginny closed the door behind the sleeping Coriander and quickly surveyed the hall. A nudge of magic encouraged all the cameras to momentarily look away. Then she stepped out of her body.

Ginny looked at her corporeal body and nodded in satisfaction. The body would work for now. Eventually she would need to come back into the body but for now she would be fine.

Like a shadow, she left, walking towards the off-limits ward.

She knew from experience that her shadow-form would look at worst like a heat ripple. Usually no one could see anything when she was like this but occasionally...

Ginny shook off self doubt and walked quickly down the hall towards the doors beyond.

The first door was predicably guarded by a keypad which Ginny had no doubt was also a fingerprint scanner. It was annoying because magic and technology did not mix well. Still, Ginny had a few tricks up her sleeves.

She snaked out a touch of magic to the keys then blew on her finger tips. The fingerprints on her fingers shifted just so and matched who ever had used this key board before. She touched the keys gently and the door clicked open.

Ginny took one look into the room and smiled in relief. Narcissa Malfoy sat on a couch with another blonde woman. Both women looked bored, Narcissa in particular. She also looked worried.

Ginny stepped out of the room again and flicked magic across the keyboard. Draco would find it easily and it would open for him.

She glanced at her watch and nodded. The entire ordeal had taken less than three minutes. Now to slip back into her doppleganger and figure out a way to destroy Lucius Malfoy.

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Draco clutched his invisibility cloak close to him. Doubtless his father had means of detecting the cloak's magic but Ginny had promised to set off enough magical alarms with her magic that his little bit of magic would go under the radar. He only hoped his father had skipped a few more of the rules.

Draco slipped up to the main entrance. The main door was heavy and impressive and Draco only hoped his dad hadn't fixed the problems with it.

Draco stepped up to the door and examined the minute scratches he remembered from his youth.

He pressed the middle one gently, pleased when the door before him melted away.

He had put the enchantment on the door years ago, when he was home on break from school. The scratches responded only to his touch, though he imagined a strong enough witch or wizard could make it work for them.

He mentally moved away from that path of thought and pushed through the door, careful of anyone on the other side. He was still invisible but if he bumped into anyone, they would feel it.

Safely inside, Draco relaxed a little. He still had to get his mom and aunt and get them out, but he had made it into the building at least. That had to say something.

Draco closed his eyes for a second, feeling for the siren call of Ginny's magic. She had promised to set him markers. She was going to start raising cane in the next hour and Draco planned to be out by then.

He found the thread of Ginny's magic that would lead him where he needed to go. He was tempted to follow that magic back to its root and snog her silly, but he knew he had to be professional this once.

So he followed the thread.

The trail was hard to follow, a sign that Ginny was still a little rusty when it came to magic and Draco's concern for his girlfriend rose a notch but he forced himself to remember that she was a big girl.

Draco followed the trail and easily found the room in question. He reached for the keypad, hoping to every god he could think of that his father was stupid here too but as he did so, a web of magic clutched at his hand and the door clicked open.

When Ginny had opened the door she had taken care to mute the sounds so as not to attract attention. She hadn't thought to do the same for Draco and the door was noisy as it swung open.

Draco stared into the room and at his mother and aunt as they stared over their shoulders at the open door.

Narcissa was on her feet in an instant, all but flying to her son's side and enveloping him in a fierce hug.

"Draco! My son, my boy! Thank God you're here!"

She pulled back and beamed at him before another emotion passed over her face.

"Come, we have to find your sister."

(A/N: Okay, so you had to know that cliffie was coming. And really, you shouldn't be surprised. So no pouting and I do mean you Jules! Any way, Hope you liked it!