"Good, you're all packed. Let's get going!" Jason Long picked up the bags without waiting for a reply.
"I'm still not sure this is such a good idea. I mean, this is a very busy time, and Ron is..." Ginevra Weasley stood in the center of her apartment, not moving.
Jason sighed and turned around, interrupting her. "It's always a busy time, and your family can survive two weeks without you. Now let's go!" He walked out the door and waited for her in the hallway.
She followed reluctantly and locked the door behind them. "It's just that there's the complete overhaul of the advertisement division, and the new interns still have no idea what they're doing, not to mention the upcoming Quidditch season..."
He interrupted her again. "Two issues have been released since the ad overhaul and they both went smoothly. You rarely get involved directly with the interns. As for the Quidditch season, you'll be back before the draft is over. Honestly, keep on like this and you're likely to insult me." He stepped onto the lift that had finally arrived.
"Insult you?" she looked at him confused and worried.
"Last month you told me that I was quickly becoming indispensable and that before long I'd be better than you. I know that last is a lie, no one will ever be as good as you, but I can cover for you for TWO WEEKS! Keep acting paranoid and I'll start believing your praise was all a lie." He looked her in the eye like one would look at an unruly child.
"You know it wasn't, and I trust you, and you are capable, it's just that..." she leaned up against the wall.
"No, it's just nothing. You're tired and you need a break."
"Careful, now I'm the one liable to get offended," she almost laughed. This was good, she was relaxing.
"Offended? How?" He motioned for her to exit the lift first.
"I need a break? Are you implying that I'm losing it?" She looked at him while she waited for an answer and they waited for their cab.
"No, but you will if you don't rest!" He opened the door to the cab after it pulled to a stop before them. "Look, you do an excellent job with the Prophet, but no one will deny that's it a stressful one. When you add your family to that... Don't get me wrong," he hastily added when she gave him a dark look, "they are great people, but they do rely on you an aweful lot. I'm just saying that you haven't taken time for yourself in four years and you're way overdue."
She settled back in her seat. "Maybe you're right."
He desperately wanted to say 'I know I am,' but decided against it.
They arrived at the transportation center and he helped her carry her bags in and find the right line to stand in. Before long she was next for apparation and they began saying their good-byes.
"You're sure you remember how to handle..." she began.
"If you're going to run through your parting instructions again, I'm just going to walk away. I've heard them at least ten times already."
She sighed. "Right, well, you know how to reach me if you need anything." He nodded. "Just, take care of my paper, will ya?"
"Ms. Weasley," the attendant called.
"Sure, now get going." He hugged her goodbye and she approached the apparation point. After listening to her instruction, Ginny Weasley disappeared. Jason released a huge sigh of relief and headed off to work.
When Ginny got to the resort, someone was there ready to take her bags and help her through the check in process.
It took them a moment to get someone at the front desk. She had been off to the side watching a rather large commotion that was being caused near the elevators. When she finally took notice of them, she apologized profusely. "I'm so sorry! I'm sorry. I had just finished checking in a rather important client and was making sure he got in the elevator all right. He's rather famous, you know, and I was afraid they would get in his way."
Ginny smiled tightly. She knew that was a lie. She knew the clerk had just been watching whoever it was like all the others, but she let it go.
After she was checked in, she was led up to her room and she tipped the attendant that had escorted her. When the door was shut behind him, she let out a sigh of relief. She was just glad to be in the peace and quiet of her own room.
She looked at the itinerary she had been given and briefly wondered what they would do if she just remained in her room the entire week. She quickly decided that the massages probably would feel wonderful and looked forward to the soaks as well. She wasn't sure about the wraps and treatments, but she figured she might as well give everything a try at least once.