Disclaimer: I own absolutely positively own nothing affiliated with the J.K. Rowling, the Harry Potter books or the Harry Potter movies, except for my copy of the books, and a Harry Potter coffee mug which I happen to rather like…

A/N: If you're wondering, I got this idea from the story Au Paire (not the movie, the fic of the same title) I can't remember what the authors name is but I'll tell you in a later chapter. And don't worry, the plots are not the same at all, I just got the idea that it would be cool for Draco and Ginny to babysit together. Anyway, read and review please, I promise it won't be boring!

Wanted

A teenage girl ages 14-18 to take care of a five year old girl for the summer (June 2-August 29)

Babysitter will live in house for the summer but will get vacations.

Pays ten galleons a day.

Interview on June 1 at 8 o'clock am, come by floo powder if not old enough to apparate.

Address is 1005 Hummingbird Way

Additional information will be given at interview

"Ginny, Ginny!"

"What is it mom?"

"I found an add in the Daily Prophet that might be of some interest to you," she said in a sing-song voice.

Ginny preceded to read the ad.

"Hmm… sounds interesting but why would that be of interest to me?" she asked fully knowing the answer. Her mum gave her an anwer anyway.

"You're going to be all alone for the whole summer love, don't you think you might want something to do?"

"I'll think about it mum."

Ginny was still bitter about being left out of what the rest of the family was doing. The rest of the Weasley family, and of course Harry and Hermione, and the rest of the Order were going to Egypt to do some work for Dumbledore. You-know-who was still at large although he wasn't as big as he was the first time he took over the wizarding world. Ginny had begged and pleaded to be allowed to go. The answer was always the same, 'you're far too young!' she didn't understand this since Harry, Ron, and Hermione had taken on You-Know-Who every year since they were eleven. She was now resigned to her fate. She had accepted the fact that she would not be helping Dumbledore this summer, but next year, she would help, and if they said the same thing that they said this year, she would whack them all in the head so many times that they would eventually have to let her come with them. Maybe that wasn't such a good plan but it was the only thing she had thought of at the moment.

***

Ginny woke up at seven thirty and preceded to get ready for her upcoming interview. She dressed in muggle clothing since nowadays that what most teenage wizards wore when they weren't at Hogwarts, although the older wizards who still wore robes all the time sometimes didn't approve of muggle clothing. She looked in the mirror and started to brush her hair. What she saw was a short, slightly chubby girl, with long red hair, big brown eyes, and a lot of freckles. Ginny was by no means fat, but she wasn't thin either, she was in the middle where people often don't know how to describe you. Unfortunately she had turned out more like the twins, Fred and George, rather than lanky like Percy and Ron. She never dwelled too much on the subject though, she was actually content with the way she looked, unlike most fifteen going on sixteen year old girls. She figured she can't change the way she was built so she might as well dwell on the things that she liked about herself.

Ginny was standing by the fireplace as the clock struck eight. She grabbed the floo powder on the mantle and said distinctly "1005 Hummingbird Way." And she was off.

***

She stepped into an elegant sitting room where an equally elegant lady sat at a table drinking tea. "Oh, come in, come in!" she cried at once when she say Ginny. "I suppose you are here for the job interview?" Ginny merely nodded. "Right then, take a seat. All I need for you to do is answer a few questions, hold on while I get my notes," she said this as she started rummaging through a pile of papers on the table.

Ginny took this time to really look at the lady sitting in front of her. She looked to be about sixty five, she was evidently very well off by the look and texture of her robe (wizarding robe that is, not bathrobe) She had long gray hair twisted in a knot at the nape of her neck. She had large grayish blue eyes. Those eyes looked somehow familiar…

She was knocked out of her reverie as the lady's voice said, "Alright then,  how old are you?"

"Fifteen, almost sixteen."

"What is your name?"

"Ginny Weasley."

"Have you had any experience with children?"

Ginny almost burst out laughing at this. With an insane number of cousins, most of which are under the age of twelve, she had enough experience to last her a lifetime. Instead of saying all of her thoughts she went with a simple, "Yes."

"What kind of experience?"

"I babysat for my parents friends last summer and I have a lot of cousins under the age of 12. It is my job on the holidays to keep them occupied and out of the adult's way."

"I suppose you attend Hogwarts, what house are you in?"

"Gryffindor ma'am."

A small smile crept onto the face of the elegant lady. "Please don't call me ma'am. It makes me feel old! It's Caroline, and I was a Gryffindor too. The best house I always say, although my husband, the old Slytherin bat, he will say to his dieing day that Slytherin is the best house!"

This was too much for Ginny to comprehend, a Slytherin and a Gryffindor, getting married! Preposterous! That is something she thought she would never hear.

"Anyway," Caroline began again, "back to the questions. What kind of grades do you get at school and are you in trouble often?"

"I never was one to get in trouble often, just a detention here or there, and I get mostly good marks."

"That's all I need to know Ms Weasley," Caroline said cheerfully. "I'll drop by later tonight to let you know if you got the job. The floo powder is in the pink jar on the mantle."

***

Caroline's head appeared in the fireplace that evening around five o'clock. Ginny came rushing into the living room hoping against hope that she would be working with this intriguing lady tomorrow. "Ginny darling," Caroline said from the fireplace, "I have seen a few other people and I am happy to inform you that me and my husband found you the mot suitable. You should be at my house tomorrow by nine o'clock in the morning with all of the things you will need to live at my house this summer." With a pop, Caroline's head disappeared.

***

Ginny waved good-bye to her friends and family as she stepped into the flames. The familiar feeling of the warm, tickling flames was reassuring. She was a little bit scared that she was going to get homesick once she got to Caroline's house. The flames released her and she stepped into the same sitting room she had seen yesterday. A servant came and took her trunk. "Thank you," she mumbled unsure of what to do.

"Ginny," Caroline exclaimed as she waltzed into the room. "Come with me, we are going on a tour of the house," Caroline grabbed her arm as if they were best friends sharing a secret. Ginny knew she was going to like living here if Caroline was here. As they walked through the immense house Caroline explained the different uses of the rooms.

"Agatha, my granddaughter who you will be watching won't be here until tomorrow evening. I figured I'd tell you to come early so that you could get settled in without having someone to watch.," Caroline said as she rounded a corner. "The reason I need someone to watch little Agatha is that me and my husband are going to be gone on business meetings most of the summer. When we are here, you can have a day off. I am warning you though, I don't think we're going to be here very often." Ginny only nodded.

"And this is your room." Caroline threw open two heavy oak doors to reveal the most magnificent room she had ever seen. Everything was white and gold, the bed, the flowers, the everything! "It's beautiful," Ginny breathed.

"I thought you would like it," exclaimed Caroline triumphantly. "Right next door to you is the library."

"You have your own library?" Ginny asked getting suddenly excited. Hermione's love of books had somehow rubbed off on Ginny and now she was a fanatical book lover too.

"Yes," she said, amused, "Do you like to read?"

"Yes!" Ginny replied fervently.

"Then let's go look at the library. Oh wait," she said stopping. "before I forget let me tell you," she began walking again, "that if you ever need to fix anything with magic and I'm not here just ask one of the servants, they'd be happy to fix anything for you. Oh and there is my grandson."

'what grandson? No one said anything about a grandson!' Ginny thought excitedly.

"You might know him, he's going into his seventh year at Hogwarts, he's in Slytherin."

"Oh," said Ginny dissapointedly, "I don't know many Slytherins being a Gryffindor and all."

Caroline opened the library doors and Ginny gasped. So many books! "Well you can get to know him then. And like I was saying before he can help you if you need anything magical."

Ginny heard a rustle behind her and turned to look right into the cold gray eyes of Draco Malfoy.

Draco was staring in shock at Ginny and Ginny was in turn, staring in shock at Draco.

Caroline didn't seem to notice as she just clapped her hands together and said, "Oh Draco, how wonderful, we were just talking about you!"

A/N: That's the end of this chapter. Review please PLEASE! Oh and if you want to flame me you can do so but please don't just say "this story sucks!" If you don't like the story please tell me why, I don't mind constructive criticism, it helps me become a better writer. Thanks so much for reading and tell me if I need to change or improve anything!