Okay, i'm back! I'm very sorry to leave so abruptly like that, but now here I am again. Haha. I reread all of the stories i've posted here on and i was very mortified to see how horrible my writing was. So i hope that my second attempt at writing decent fan fiction reaps better results.

As for the pairing, DG as always. I will forever be in love with this couple. I don't see why anyone else wouldn't think that they were practically made for each other.

And with that, it gives me great pleasure to start my story.

I DISCLAIM!

CHAPTER 1

If Ginny Weasley was forced to choose what she hated most about being a celebrity, it would be the excessive amounts of time she had to spend on keeping her image perfect. That and the paparazzi. But then again, she wasn't one to complain, as her (almost) perfect image had gotten her to where she was anyway. She was only the highest paid actress in the wizarding world anyway.

"Oof." Ginny groaned as she plopped onto the floor, breathing heavily. She didn't think she could lift any of her fingers, much less another dumbbell.

"Okay Ginny, it looks like we've had enough for today." Her trainer, Alice chuckled. "Just don't forget to cool down okay?"

"Yeah, sure Alice. Thanks" Ginny said, still short of breath. She slowly got up and started cooling down, thinking of all the junk she could stuff down her throat later, reclaiming all the calories she had just burnt. Screw the damn diet she was on.

"Hey Gin! I've got some big news for you!" Hermione Granger squealed when she spotted Ginny slowly stretching her legs.

"What is it Herm?" Ginny replied warily.

"You remember that movie everyone's talking about?" Hermione could barely hide the excitement in her voice. "They say it's the movie of the year!"

"The Stockholm Syndrome?"

"Yes, that one. And guess who the producers thought was perfect for the role of the heiress who falls in love with her captor?" Ginny noticed with amusement that it took Hermione great effort to keep herself from screaming.

Ginny's eyes lit up. "You don't mean to say that I got the part do you?"

Hermione abandoned her attempt at suspense. "You did!! You got the part!"

The 2 friends started jumping and squealing in excitement.

Hermione abruptly stopped jumping, pain slowly edging into her face. Ginny stopped celebrating and turned to look at her friend cautiously.

"Hermione? What's...wrong?"

"Ginny... there's something I forgot to tell you. And it's bad news" Hermione started hesitantly. She paused and heaved a big breath, as if preparing for a particularly difficult and elaborate routine. "Really bad news."

"Okay..." Ginny said tentatively.

"But before I tell you, you must promise me that you're not going to refuse this role. You could win the Golden Cauldron Award for this!" Hermione said frantically, as the Golden Cauldron Award was only the most coveted award in wizarding Hollywood.

"Umm, if it makes you feel any better, nothing is going to make me give up this role." Ginny smiled lopsidedly. "As long as-"

"Dracogottheroleofthekidnapper!" Hermione spat out, cutting Ginny off her sentence.

Ginny was taken aback. "W-what?"

"Draco got the role of the kidnapper." Hermione said sullenly, knowing that this was very bad news for Ginny Weasley indeed. Hermione allowed Ginny about 5 minutes to absorb this piece of information in complete and utter shock and silence.

"Well," Ginny cleared her throat and stood particularly straighter, looking very dignified for someone who just finished a strenuous work out session. "I am not going to let an insignificant prat ruin my chances at receiving the Golden Cauldron Award for Best Actress. He can accept the role for all I care. I'm a professional and professionals don't let personal matters get in the way of their careers." But Ginny Weasley finished her speech with a little waver of hesitation in her voice. Fortunately, it went unnoticed.

"That's great Ginny! I'm really glad you made that decision. Plus," Hermione paused and acquired a softer, more timid tone. "This may help you obtain the closure that you needed. It's been 2 years Ginny."

"I'm fine! I wasn't looking for closure anyway. He was a lousy husband. I'm lucky to be rid of him." Ginny replied, with just a hint of bitterness in her voice.

"Oh come off it Ginny! Everyone knows you 2 were madly in love with each other! Ending your marriage so abruptly like that..."

"Love can only do so much." Ginny cut Hermione off harshly.

No one really knew the true reason behind their divorce, and when Ginny didn't want to tell anyone, no one bothered to try and pry it out of her. Everyone assumed that it had been connected to Draco's brief alcohol problem but the couple had just hidden behind the pathetic excuse of not having enough common interests and the tabloids took it from there. It took almost a year for everyone to drop the topic of their divorce; a small price to pay for being two of the most famous celebrities in wizarding Hollywood.

"Anyway, I've been pining for this role for months! I don't think anyone deserves this role any more than I do." Ginny offered her friend a smile, trying to put the serious discussion behind her.

"Sure Ginny." Hermione said quietly, smiling timidly in return. She knew that the divorce was a very touchy topic. Forcing Ginny to talk about it was like playing soccer in a minefield.

"So, when do I get to meet the producers?" Ginny's bright smile could've fooled anyone.

"Ah, Draco Malfoy, just who I wanted to see. The man of the hour!" Blaise Zabini, also known as Draco Malfoy's manager grinned when he saw the blond actor doing chin ups in his gym.

"What is it Zabini?" Draco replied, boredom laced in his voice.

"Guess who the producers were just fawning over for the role of the kidnapper in The Stockholm Syndrome?"

Draco let go of the bar and landed gracefully on his feet. "Judging by the tone of your voice combined with your self-satisfied smirk, it would have to be me."

"You got that right Malfoy!"

"There wasn't much competition for the role anyway."

Blaise rolled his eyes. "Drop the nonchalant act you pansy." Blaise spat out the word disdainfully. "You and I both know you're excited about the part. It could win you the Golden Cauldron award!"

"Yes, yes. I suppose you're right." Draco smirked.

"But there is one thing." Blaise coughed into his hand. "You might not like it though. But then again, there are a lot of things you don't like."

"Just spit it out already Zabini."

"Guess who got the role of the heiress." Blaise's amused tone annoyed the hell out of Draco.

"You know I don't like guessing Zabini." Draco Malfoy replied threateningly.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist, princess." Blaise held his hands up. "If you must know, it's no other than your ex-wife slash love of your life, Ginny Weasley."

Blaise watched Draco's face harden in amusement. His friend's reply was predictable.

"She is NOT the love of my life." Draco replied through gritted teeth.

"Well then, I guess working with her at such a close proximity for say, about two months won't bother you at all, right Malfoy?"

Draco wanted to punch his manager's stupid smirk off his face.

"No." He began icily. "It won't. We're both professionals and professionals don't let personal matters get in the way of their careers."

"That's a good boy." Blaise grinned. "You have a meeting with the producers on Monday."

"I can't wait." Draco muttered, shoving his hand through his platinum blond hair.

So, there goes the first chapter. What do you think? Shall I continue writing? I'd hate to waste my precious time on writing something nobody wants to read.

Oh, and I assumed that it would take a really short time to produce movies in the wizarding world, as they have the advantage of magic behind their backs.

AND, I'm really not sure what the process of creating movies is, so i'm really just guessing. hahaha

So thank you for reading and don't forget to review!

Lot's of love from me, darlings. :)