Disclaimer: Alright, you got me. I don't own any of the Harry Potter
characters or anything that has to do with the books or movies. J. K. R.
owns it all. I wish I owned Draco though. *Wink Wink*
Surprise
Maid needed for duration of the summer. Must be willing to live at employers house and willing to do cleaning, cooking, and errands. Must be 14-18 years of age. Will be paid 400 gallons at the end of the term. If interested please owl Julie Baker.
Ginny put the paper down with a sigh. She hadn't much to lose. She needed a job. She was sick of being poor. Picking up a piece of parchment and her old quill she began to write.
Dear Ms. Baker,
I hope I find you in good health. I was reading the Daily Prophet today when I came across your add. I'm in desperate need of a job. I would be delighted if you'd consider me. I meet all of the qualifications. If you do need me please owl me back with Pig, the owl who brought this to you. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Virginia Weasley
Ginny gave the letter to Pig with the proper directions and waited for a reply. She rethought the job offering.
It pays well and face it Ginny, you need this job. You don't just want it, you need it. It shouldn't be too hard. All I have to do is clean up after people, and I love to cook.
Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard a knocking sound at her window. She saw Pig fluttering outside of her window with a reply from Ms. Baker. She quickly opened the door and untied the letter from around Pig's leg.
Dear Miss Weasley,
I'm so happy you applied for the job. We were in desperate need of a maid. Please, I know it's very sudden but I'd like you to start tomorrow. Be at my house at eight o'clock sharp. I will go over everything with you. You, my dear Virginia, will be doing something a little different from the rest of the maids. Floo yourself to my home. Just say Baker Manor.
Thank you,
Julie Baker
With a small laugh of glee Ginny ran down to see her mother in the kitchen.
"Mum, I've gotten a job," yelled Ginny causing Mrs. Weasley to jump.
"That's great dear! What is it?"
"Well, it's a maids job. I'd live at the house.manor. I'd clean and cook. I love to cook. Don't worry mom. I'm 16; I'll take care of myself. Mrs. Baker seems really nice. I really."
"Ginny, honey, calm down. It's alright. I guess it's a good job. Just promise that you'll write, a lot," warned Mrs. Weasley.
"Of course Mum. Oh thank you," said Ginny. She leapt into her mom's arms giving her a bear hug that could rival her brother Charlie's. "I need to go pack. Mrs. Baker wants me at her house by eight o'clock."
Ginny ran to her room and started packing her big luggage bag.
Soon I'll have the money to buy new clothes!
The rest of the day drug by slowly. Ginny was like a child on Christmas Eve. She was giddy from the excitement. New people, new places. She was in bed by nine o'clock to get a good night sleep. She woke the next morning at six.
I didn't know it was humanly possible to get up this early. Oh well, better start getting ready.
Ginny went down stairs still in her pajama's and cooked herself a huge breakfast. Ginny wasn't the type to pass a meal. Her stomach was a bottomless pit that was never filled. Being brought up with six older brothers rubbed off on her. She could defiantly hold her own ground. She had always been tougher, bigger built than most girls. But it wasn't a bad thing. She was muscular, but in a good way. She had a slim, flat stomach, curvy hips, long, shapely legs. Her brilliant red hair flowed well pasted her shoulders, down to the middle of her back. Most guys would agree, Ginny Weasley was HOT.
After eating Ginny took a quick shower and dried her hair, magically of course. All she had left to do was get dressed.
Now what to wear? Defiantly something that shows off my figure. Something class but sassy. Oh, that rhymed.
Ginny spotted a dark, forest green halter-top and her favorite kaki skirt. That was exactly what she wanted. By the time she put it on and slipped into her matching flip-flops. It was time to go. She ran downstairs with her bag, gave her mom, dad, and her brothers a quick kiss, and was off.
With a quick spinning sensation she found herself in a huge house, no, mansion. Ginny dusted herself off as she saw a small, round woman walking over to her. She had blonde, almost white hair and expensive robes on.
"Why hello there, you must be Virginia," said the woman, a huge smile plastered onto her face. "I'm Mrs. Baker. You have such beautiful hair."
"Oh, thank you. And yes, I'm Virginia. But please, call me Ginny. That's my nickname," answered Ginny politely.
"Follow me. As I informed you in my letter you will be doing something a little bit more different than the rest of the maids. You see, my grandson is coming to live before he goes back to school. I wanted him to have his own maid. That's where you come in. You will still be paid by me and you are still employed by me but you will be serving my grandson," explained Mrs. Baker. "He will tell you how to inform him and what he wants done. Ah, this is his room." She stopped in front of a pair of huge oak wooden doors.
"He's a little older then you are, only about a year or so. It might take him a little while to warm up, after what he's been through," rambled Mrs. Baker as she opened the doors to her grandson's room. "Ah, darling. This is your maid."
A tall man, around 6'2", was unpacking his trunk. He had his back to the two women but from what Ginny could see he was very built. His hair was the same color as his grandmother's, a very light blonde color. She felt like she had seen that color from somewhere before she even set eyes on Mrs. Baker but she couldn't put a face with it. Of course she didn't have to wait long to see who she would be serving.
The young man turned around slowly. At once Ginny could tell she could who she was staring at. It was the one and only Draco Malfoy. She was in shock. This couldn't be happening. She was going to be bossed around by ferret boy?!?
Draco was in shock for only a moment. He could recognize a Weasley from a mile away.
I knew that Weaslette was good looking but I never would imagine that she could have that nice of a body. Whoa, wait; did I just say that about a Weasley? Get it together Draco.
Soon after his moment of thought the famous Malfoy smirk crossed his features. "Thank you grandmother. If you wouldn't mind I'd like to talk to my.maid.about some of my rules."
"Of course Draco. Your maids name is Virginia Weasley. I believe she also attends Hogwarts. Am I right dear," asked Mrs. Baker. Ginny could only nod in return. "Well, I'll leave you two alone to get to know each other a little bit better. You will have to be able to put up with each other all summer." With that Mrs. Baker turned on her heals and left the room, closing the doors behind her.
"Well, well, well," drawled Draco. He's eyes lazily roaming Ginny's body. "What do we have here? The young Weaslette. Maybe the summer break won't be so boring after all."
Ginny saw something in his eyes. Something that frightened her but excited her at the same time. She saw what seemed like appreciation at what he was looking at but also a mischief glint. She knew that this summer was going to be anything but normal.
Well, what do ya'll think? Is it any good? Please tell me!!!!! And if you have any questions or ideas about the story tell me. I might use them.
Surprise
Maid needed for duration of the summer. Must be willing to live at employers house and willing to do cleaning, cooking, and errands. Must be 14-18 years of age. Will be paid 400 gallons at the end of the term. If interested please owl Julie Baker.
Ginny put the paper down with a sigh. She hadn't much to lose. She needed a job. She was sick of being poor. Picking up a piece of parchment and her old quill she began to write.
Dear Ms. Baker,
I hope I find you in good health. I was reading the Daily Prophet today when I came across your add. I'm in desperate need of a job. I would be delighted if you'd consider me. I meet all of the qualifications. If you do need me please owl me back with Pig, the owl who brought this to you. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Virginia Weasley
Ginny gave the letter to Pig with the proper directions and waited for a reply. She rethought the job offering.
It pays well and face it Ginny, you need this job. You don't just want it, you need it. It shouldn't be too hard. All I have to do is clean up after people, and I love to cook.
Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard a knocking sound at her window. She saw Pig fluttering outside of her window with a reply from Ms. Baker. She quickly opened the door and untied the letter from around Pig's leg.
Dear Miss Weasley,
I'm so happy you applied for the job. We were in desperate need of a maid. Please, I know it's very sudden but I'd like you to start tomorrow. Be at my house at eight o'clock sharp. I will go over everything with you. You, my dear Virginia, will be doing something a little different from the rest of the maids. Floo yourself to my home. Just say Baker Manor.
Thank you,
Julie Baker
With a small laugh of glee Ginny ran down to see her mother in the kitchen.
"Mum, I've gotten a job," yelled Ginny causing Mrs. Weasley to jump.
"That's great dear! What is it?"
"Well, it's a maids job. I'd live at the house.manor. I'd clean and cook. I love to cook. Don't worry mom. I'm 16; I'll take care of myself. Mrs. Baker seems really nice. I really."
"Ginny, honey, calm down. It's alright. I guess it's a good job. Just promise that you'll write, a lot," warned Mrs. Weasley.
"Of course Mum. Oh thank you," said Ginny. She leapt into her mom's arms giving her a bear hug that could rival her brother Charlie's. "I need to go pack. Mrs. Baker wants me at her house by eight o'clock."
Ginny ran to her room and started packing her big luggage bag.
Soon I'll have the money to buy new clothes!
The rest of the day drug by slowly. Ginny was like a child on Christmas Eve. She was giddy from the excitement. New people, new places. She was in bed by nine o'clock to get a good night sleep. She woke the next morning at six.
I didn't know it was humanly possible to get up this early. Oh well, better start getting ready.
Ginny went down stairs still in her pajama's and cooked herself a huge breakfast. Ginny wasn't the type to pass a meal. Her stomach was a bottomless pit that was never filled. Being brought up with six older brothers rubbed off on her. She could defiantly hold her own ground. She had always been tougher, bigger built than most girls. But it wasn't a bad thing. She was muscular, but in a good way. She had a slim, flat stomach, curvy hips, long, shapely legs. Her brilliant red hair flowed well pasted her shoulders, down to the middle of her back. Most guys would agree, Ginny Weasley was HOT.
After eating Ginny took a quick shower and dried her hair, magically of course. All she had left to do was get dressed.
Now what to wear? Defiantly something that shows off my figure. Something class but sassy. Oh, that rhymed.
Ginny spotted a dark, forest green halter-top and her favorite kaki skirt. That was exactly what she wanted. By the time she put it on and slipped into her matching flip-flops. It was time to go. She ran downstairs with her bag, gave her mom, dad, and her brothers a quick kiss, and was off.
With a quick spinning sensation she found herself in a huge house, no, mansion. Ginny dusted herself off as she saw a small, round woman walking over to her. She had blonde, almost white hair and expensive robes on.
"Why hello there, you must be Virginia," said the woman, a huge smile plastered onto her face. "I'm Mrs. Baker. You have such beautiful hair."
"Oh, thank you. And yes, I'm Virginia. But please, call me Ginny. That's my nickname," answered Ginny politely.
"Follow me. As I informed you in my letter you will be doing something a little bit more different than the rest of the maids. You see, my grandson is coming to live before he goes back to school. I wanted him to have his own maid. That's where you come in. You will still be paid by me and you are still employed by me but you will be serving my grandson," explained Mrs. Baker. "He will tell you how to inform him and what he wants done. Ah, this is his room." She stopped in front of a pair of huge oak wooden doors.
"He's a little older then you are, only about a year or so. It might take him a little while to warm up, after what he's been through," rambled Mrs. Baker as she opened the doors to her grandson's room. "Ah, darling. This is your maid."
A tall man, around 6'2", was unpacking his trunk. He had his back to the two women but from what Ginny could see he was very built. His hair was the same color as his grandmother's, a very light blonde color. She felt like she had seen that color from somewhere before she even set eyes on Mrs. Baker but she couldn't put a face with it. Of course she didn't have to wait long to see who she would be serving.
The young man turned around slowly. At once Ginny could tell she could who she was staring at. It was the one and only Draco Malfoy. She was in shock. This couldn't be happening. She was going to be bossed around by ferret boy?!?
Draco was in shock for only a moment. He could recognize a Weasley from a mile away.
I knew that Weaslette was good looking but I never would imagine that she could have that nice of a body. Whoa, wait; did I just say that about a Weasley? Get it together Draco.
Soon after his moment of thought the famous Malfoy smirk crossed his features. "Thank you grandmother. If you wouldn't mind I'd like to talk to my.maid.about some of my rules."
"Of course Draco. Your maids name is Virginia Weasley. I believe she also attends Hogwarts. Am I right dear," asked Mrs. Baker. Ginny could only nod in return. "Well, I'll leave you two alone to get to know each other a little bit better. You will have to be able to put up with each other all summer." With that Mrs. Baker turned on her heals and left the room, closing the doors behind her.
"Well, well, well," drawled Draco. He's eyes lazily roaming Ginny's body. "What do we have here? The young Weaslette. Maybe the summer break won't be so boring after all."
Ginny saw something in his eyes. Something that frightened her but excited her at the same time. She saw what seemed like appreciation at what he was looking at but also a mischief glint. She knew that this summer was going to be anything but normal.
Well, what do ya'll think? Is it any good? Please tell me!!!!! And if you have any questions or ideas about the story tell me. I might use them.