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Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns everything but the plot of this story.

Chapter 1

The night was dark and mist hung over the air. It was cold out and the village was silent and still and traces of dark magic seemed to loom over the village. She crept silently along the houses expertly and kept the man walking ahead of her in sight. The hooded man was looking over his shoulder every now and then and every time he did, she pressed herself onto the walls of the nearest building. She'd spotted him leaving a notorious pub and followed him into this little village and she was sure that he was one of the death eaters they have yet to capture.

The man swiftly turned into an alley and she was quick to follow but stopped abruptly. She knew this man had come to discover that she was following him so she devised a plan in her mind. She looked up at one of the houses and saw that its roof was low enough for her to climb. It was best that she did not use magic at that moment for it would only give away her presence. She searched around for something that could give her height and caught sight of an overturned pot. She stood on it and with one swift jump; she silently landed on the roof. She crawled up the roof and got to its edge and saw the man below, waiting for her to turn up in the alley. When the man saw that she didn't turn up at all, he looked around and she quickly drew her head back from the edge of the roof. She gave him a few seconds and when she felt that it was safe to look again, she tilted her head and saw the man walking again. This time the man took long strides and she wasted no time in following him from above the roof and soon, the man had slowed down, apparently thinking that his thoughts on being followed was just the effect of the several glasses of firewhisky he had at the pub. She decided that this would be a good time to get him so she took hold of her wand and jumped down the roof, barely making a noise.

"Stop right where you are," she said in a clear, confident voice. The tip of her wand was pressed into the man's back and she quickly said a body-binding charm in her mind. She saw his muscles tense and when she was convinced that he was immobile, she eased the tip of her wand from his back and moved around him so that she was facing him. She was glad she was wearing a hooded cloak that dark evening, so that the death eater won't see her face. She recognized the man's face and she lifted the left sleeve of his cloak and what she saw there, clear and gleaming in the little moonlight the sky had to offer that night, confirmed her suspicions. He was a Death Eater. She immediately stupefied him and he fell unconscious onto the rain-slicked ground. Strange, she thought, He didn't do anything to resist protect himself.

"Mobilicorpus," she thought and the body immediately levitated.

"Looks like we're going to have to take a little late night visit to the ministry tonight," she declared.

She apparated them both to the ministry where she found Tonks in her office. Ginny cleared her throat. Tonks looked up and smiled proudly at the sight in front of her.

"Well done, Ginny," Tonks said. "Tell the guards to send him to Azkaban for the night. Interrogation will have to wait till tomorrow."

Ginny did what she said, levitating the unconscious Death Eater to the guards. As soon as she was done, she went back to Tonks' office.

"Will that be all, Tonks?" She asked.

Tonks looked up, her eyebrows raised. "Your weekend work hours ended ages ago," she said, exasperated. "You should go and get some rest."

And with that, Ginny apparated to her flat, changed into her nightgown and snuggled in her warm bed, still pondering why the Death Eater didn't do so much to resist his capture but soon, exhaustion took over and lulled her to sleep.

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"Ginny!" Harry called out to the red-haired woman walking towards the lifts. Ginny heard him but did not turn her head but walked into an empty lift instead and held the gate of the lift to wait for him. Harry got into the lift, breathless and panting; Ginny pulled the gate close and stabbed a button on the control panel.

"One of my trainees owled me last night about the Death Eater you captured last night," Harry said once his breathing was even again. "What were you thinking setting out all by yourself?"

Ginny rolled her eyes but somewhat expected that this would happen. "Harry, I'm not 12 anymore. I can handle myself. Haven't I proven that to you all? Don't you believe in what I'm capable of?" Ginny asked, irritation seeping into her. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently.

Harry sighed. "Gin, that's not what I meant. I know what you can do. It's just that you're my friend and I care for you. You could have alerted me or Ron."

Ginny suddenly felt guilty. She was annoyed that he was always able to do that. She sighed and gave in. "I'm sorry, Harry. I just couldn't pass up the chance to capture him. It was a now or never situation."

"All right. Just don't do it again," Harry said as he leaned in to brush a kiss on her forehead. Once the smooth voice of the operator announced that they were in the Auror Department, they got out of the lift together and walked into the office that Ginny, Harry, Ron shared. The office consisted of three desks for each of them. On one side of the wall leaned several bookshelves and on another, a door bearing the plaque 'Head Auror' stood, which opened to the head auror's office.

"So, anyway, how did you do it?" Harry asked as he took his seat behind his desk. Ginny looked up from behind her own desk. Harry was even more handsome than he had been before; his eyes greener, his shoulders broader, his smile sexier but she never thought of him that way anymore.

"Best wait for Ron and Tonks before I tell you the whole story. I don't want to repeat it over and over again," Ginny said as she read through the Daily Prophet. They did not have to wait long for Ron and Nymphadora Tonks, Head of Auror Department burst into their office as soon as Ginny finished speaking.

"Another death eater rounded up! Well done Ginny! What would we do without you?" Tonks exclaimed as she walked to her office. "I want a full report of the capture on my desk before you leave tonight." She gave Ginny a bright smile and added, "Best interrogate him now."

"I'm on it," Ginny said as Tonks gave her a nod before disappearing into her office. She looked at the two guys in front of her. Both faces were screwed up in what Ginny took as concern and raised an eyebrow at them. "I've told you both, I can handle myself."

"Gin, you know we're proud of you being senior aurors like us but we don't think it's a good idea for you to be chasing Death Eaters on your own," Ron said. Ginny just glared at them and they knew what they would get if they pressed on the subject more so Ron raised his hands in surrender. "All right, then. But next time, let us know."

Ginny's expression softened and she nodded slightly at them. "I'll tell you about it later. Right now, we've got to work."

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Ginny and Harry entered the interrogation room where the Death Eater was waiting. The Death Eater gave no indication that he heard them come in, for he just sat there, legs crossed and face impassive. Harry took the seat opposite the Death eater, an oak table between them.

"Consider yourself lucky that you've only suffered a body bind in the hands of this young lady here," Harry said. What he said caused the Death Eater to look up at them, an expression of disbelief evident on his face.

He snorted. "She's my captor?" He asked incredulously. Ginny crossed her arms and merely glared at him.

"Yes, she is. However, you are in no position to be asking questions," Harry said calmly.

"Mr. Avery, before we begin, there are a few rules you'll need to follow." Ginny said sternly, seating herself on the chair next to Harry. "I trust veritaserum has been administered and your wand has been confiscated. We are not allowed to use magic against you unless necessary and when that time comes, we will not hesitate. Do I make myself clear?"

The Death Eater merely nodded. Harry began the interrogation. "How long have you been of service to Voldemort?"

The death eater winced slightly at the disrespectful manner he spoke of his Dark Lord's name. "5 to 6 years. But I swear, I haven't been involved in Death Eater activities since the end of the war," Avery said, his voice giving away fear.

"Do you mean to say that there have been Death Eater activities going on in the recent past since the end of the war?" Harry asked.

"I…don't-I'm not sure. I've been owled a few times but I've never attended them," Avery muttered.

"Tell the truth! Or it's a lifetime in Azkaban for you!" Ginny's voice rang through the room and Avery felt silly that he was feeling afraid of this certain auror. Even Harry felt a little anxious.

Avery decided that it would be no use to lie, so he explained to them that what's left of the Death Eaters have only been meeting to plan their flee and named them.

"Very well, Avery. You're cooperation will cut your imprisonment a few years shorter. You will be tried by the Wizengamot. We will tell you when," Ginny said as she stood up.

"In the mean time, you are to be sent to Azkaban," Harry added as he summoned the guards to send Avery away.

At lunch, Ginny told Harry and Ron about the capture but was grateful that they spared her the lecture that time. There were only a few death eaters left to capture, among them Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange and they were not mentioned by Avery. They figured that they could be in hiding anywhere. After lunch, the boys had training sessions with their trainees and Ginny finished her reports. She had yet to be given trainees for the ministry was scrutinizing every applicant very carefully.

After work, the three headed to their own homes. Ron lived with Hermione in a house close to the Burrow and Harry lived with his girlfriend at an apartment a few blocks away from Ginny's.