A/N: Hey y'all, I've decided to start another story that has been in my mind for quite some time. This is actually just a little bitty prologue, but the entire story is mapped out already, and I just need some encouragment to continue. I would absolutely love some praise/worship/criticisim/anything. I'm seriously begging y'all, if you read it please review it, if only for my own peace of mind to know whether or not I'm doing anything right. Well without furthur ado, I present to you:

Fly on The Wall: A Prologue

Of all the things Ginerva Weasley had planned to do with her life, researching her life away was never one of them. Being an assistant researcher for the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic was boring work, make that mind numbingly boring work, but at the end of the day it made her happy. It made her happy to be able to make a discovery that might just change the way of magic. It didn't hurt that Ginny's extracurricular activities outside of work were so outstanding. She had her friends, her family, and unbelievably: love. That's right, Ginerva Weasley twenty years, four months, and thirteen days old had already found the love of her life.

The funny thing is that she had been in love with him her entire life even before laying eyes on him. He was "The Boy Who Lived," when she was younger and she completely adored him, held him up on a pedestal, worshiped the ground he walked on, never once dreaming of ever actually being with him. For Ginny, Harry was something to admire from afar, someone to idolize rather than actually be with. That had all changed during her years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Growing up around him at school he was just "Harry" and after some very embarrassing moments involving a butter dish, a singing valentines, and a get well card (Which much to her horror, and his amusement Harry brought up quite frequently), she finally found herself in his heart. So now she mostly referred to him as "Future Father of My Children." Well you know, if he would actually get around to proposing to her that is. She was beginning to get quite worried about it actually, for she felt like she was already becoming an old maid. Her best friend Hermione and her brother Ron, had finally tied the knot the day after they graduated from Hogwarts. For some it seemed to be too soon, but the two of them knew what was best for them. They were expecting their first child in . . .

"Six months, I've got six months for this bloody beautiful baby to come out, Ginny! I swear if it doesn't come out sooner, I'm going to pry it out myself with a butter knife!" Hermione said one day last week in one of her mood swings, only moments later she was bawling her eyes out, upset that she had used such profane languages as "bloody" in front of her as yet unborn child.

So, anyway where was I? Oh that's right, why hadn't he proposed already? They both knew they were in love right? Ginny had on several occasions said it, and Harry had been known to say it quite frequently as well. So seriously, what was the hold up? Ginny had absolutely no idea why he hasn't gone ahead and done it already. They had talked about it on several occasions, and yet nothing. And this seemed to be Ginny's hold up. There had to be a reason why he hadn't done it right? Was there something hideously wrong with her that he had forgot to mention? Could this be just pity love? Or were Ginny's worst fears probable? Could there be someone else? She didn't want to believe it, weren't they in love? Weren't they? Well, weren't they? Oh, never you mind, like you'd be able to answer this anyway. Could there possibly be someone else? It didn't help Ginny's insecurities that Harry happened to be the only male player on an all female Quiddich team, the Wilbourne Wasps. Six very attractive, very available other women surrounded him at all times. These girls were not only beautiful, but had talent to back it up. Harry had even known four of them since his Hogwarts days. That's right you heard me, he was playing Quiddich with Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, and Ginny's least favorite person on the face of this earth, besides Voldermort (Oh, did I mention that he's already gone? Oh well, more on that later.) He played with Cho, yes that Cho. The one that had haunted Ginny's worst fears since Harry and she had gotten together in the first place. And as if that situation couldn't get any worse for Ginny, but Harry was about to go on a two-month tour around Europe for the Quiddich World Cup, all alone with these same beautiful, talented girls. Ginny herself was unable to make it, due to her previous engagements to her work.

Ginny honestly didn't know if she would be able to stand it, not being able to seem him every day, or talk to him, and not being able to check up on what he is doing. How could she possibly feel secure when she didn't know what the other girls might do with him behind her back? Well seriously, how could she? Oh but don't fear, Ginny had a plan. She had a plan.

Fly on The Wall