What has he done to Ginny?

Ginny's mind raced. She couldn't get out of her attacker's grip, so she did what she would've done to any man trying to hurt her. She bent her left knee, and then swiftly kicked it backwards, hitting her assailant where the sun doesn't shine. Judging by the grunt of pain, Ginny concluded that her attacker was a man. Then, with her right leg, she delivered a spin-kick to the man, which could of done some damage to his lungs if he hadn't of moved. Instead, the chunky heel from Ginny's boot struck the man in between his shoulder and chest. The man keeled over in pain.

"Ow, she's a feisty one," said a voice to Ginny's left. Ginny stood ready to attack. In the corner there was another man. The man stepped into the light. Ginny could see his face now. He was a bulky man with a smashed in nose. His black hair was wild and unruly sitting on top of his round head. Ginny recognized him immediately, and lightened her stance. She looked down at the man at her feet. Sure enough, it was the guy's partner. The man on the ground started sputtering.

"Oh, it's easy for you to laugh. You're not the one who was hurt," the injured man said.

"Don't be such a sissy Goyle," said the other man, who Ginny knew to be Crabbe. Ginny should've known that those people must've been pretty stupid to come into the house, then attack someone in it. Just then, Draco stormed into the room.

"Gin, I can't expect you to do anything. I said 8:00 o'clock," he raged. He looked from Ginny to Crabbe, to Goyle.

"I see you have met my friends, Crabbe and Goyle," he said with his usual tone of voice. "They will be helping us with some of the dirty work. Now let's get going, I am not going to do everything around here." With that he left and walked up to his office. Ginny looked down at Goyle. He was still holding his groin.

"You think you're so funny. Don't mess with me again," said Ginny with authority. With that, she followed Draco, and took no effort to step over Goyle as she walked out of the room.

"Okay," said Draco, "Here is the plan. We must lure Harry to a non-magical place. I have chosen his aunt and uncle's house the Dursleys. I know he hates them, but he will not just leave him there to die. We will get him there by sending some threat or something. He will walk into the house, probably armed. Goyle will come up from behind and try to attack him. Harry will be ready for that, so Goyle will probably be hurt. I don't know if he will bring back-up, but if he does, we will send Crabbe outside so that he will look like a burglar. Whoever he brings will probably think that Crabbe is the problem. While Harry is distracted with Goyle, we will recite a spell that will make him powerless. Then, goodbye Harry." He looked at Ginny. Ginny was stunned. It sounded so... so wrong, but she couldn't back out now, she was too far. "The thing that I will need you to do is watch Harry, find his daily routine, what he does in his spare time. Goyle and I will start working on the latter part of the plan. Got it?"

"Yes," said Ginny, "When do I start?" she asked. Before Draco could answer, Goyle walked in, still holding his groin.

"What the bloody hell did you have to do that for?!" he exclaimed.

"Oh, I am sorry," Ginny replied. "I should've let someone who I believed to be a real attacker just attempt to strangle me to death. What the world was I thinking?"

"Stop with this stupidity. We have to get going," said Draco. Goyle left the room.

"Draco, I'm just curious, why are you so eager to help me?" Ginny dared to inquire.

"What is this, Twenty Questions?" he said mocking what Ginny said the first day he met her.

"Well, I will not be able to work with someone who'll never tell me the whole truth," Ginny replied, playing along.

"Potter and I have never gotten along. He thinks that because he defeated Voldemort all through school that he is all high and mighty. He always beat me at Quidditch, but I know he cheated. He acts all righteous. The world will be a better place without him," Draco said.

"When have you started to care about the world being a better place?" asked Ginny. Immediately she realized her slip-up. She wasn't supposed to know about him before that day that she met him. He could think that she was just questioning his answer because he was a Malfoy.

"You know what I mean," he said almost angrily.

"Now you need to get to work. Follow Harry Potter wherever he goes. Start at his house." Draco commanded.

"Yes sir," Ginny said jokingly. Draco just stared at her. Ginny got her stuff ready to go.

This was it.