A/N This opening chapter is taken from the first episode of the television show, Brooklyn 9-9, to set up the relationship between our fave couple. The story is based on a prompt for Incognito Santa on the discord page, where Harry and Ginny, co-workers, get each other for Secret Santa. First chapter is short, but subsequent chapters are longer. Hope to post daily, finishing on Christmas Day.

Mid-March. Auror break room, Ministry of Magic, England.

"Where's Potter?" asked a triumphant Ginny, looking around the Auror's break room.

The other Aurors looked up in interest. "He's in the interrogation room, should be back soon. Why?" asked Seamus Finnegan, Harry's partner.

Ginny smirked and walked up to a blackboard that had provided much entertainment all year. Grinning, she waved her wand at it, and the tally under her name went up by one.

The other Aurors cheered, for she had taken the lead. "And under two minutes to go," nodded Terry Boot, Ginny's partner, checking the time.

"Too bad he's not here when I claim his broom as my victory," boasted Ginny. "Oh, how I'm going to love flying that Firebolt."

"You're really going to take his broom?" asked Seamus. "He loves that broom."

Ginny shrugged. "He was the one that was willing to lose it. Don't worry, Shay, I intend to let him know every single time I ride it," she said.

"That's right, Ginny, rub it in," called out Millicent Bulstrode, Roger Davies' partner. She high fived Ginny in glee; two of the only three female Aurors in the squad.

"Not so fast, Weasley."

They all turned to see Harry Potter leaning against the door jamb, his hand holding a bunch of files and a knowing smirk on his face. Ginny suddenly got a really bad feeling about this.

"No," she breathed, "you didn't. You couldn't," she said, her eyes wide. The break room went silent with anticipation.

He strutted to the blackboard. "Time, Shay?" he called, his eyes locked on Ginny.

"Under a minute," called Seamus, gleefully.

He took a deep breath and, with a flourish, removed his wand from its holster.

"No," said Ginny, shaking her head.

"Sorry Weasley," he said, unapologetically, " but I guess this proves once and for all, which of us is the better Auror." With a wave of his wand, he changed his number to add three more, thus, eclipsing her number.

"Three? You just caught three perps?" she cried. She looked to the door, where Hermione Granger, the DMLE lawyer, nodded at Ginny in sympathy.

He slapped the files to her chest. She grasped them to stop them falling. "Just finished interrogating and charging them."

" Time," called Seamus, and the other Aurors cheered, including Millie, Ginny noted with a sour look.

"You know what this means, don't you?" he asked her.

Ginny shook her head, still in denial. "You're not really going to make me go through with it, are you?"

"Cue the music, Shay," ordered Harry, and the Muggle song, 'Celebration', burst out. The other Aurors lit fireworks and popped some party poppers, dancing around, glad of any excuse to blow off a bit of steam. This moment had been a long time coming, and the celebration planned, no matter who was the winner.

Ginny crossed her arms, not amused. Harry knelt at her feet, pulling a box out of his pocket. "Ginny Weasly, please do me the honour of coming with me on the worst date of your life?" He opened the box and presented to her a garrish child's toy ring. Come to think of it, Ginny was sure her niece Victoire had the same one, for when she played dress ups.

"Harry, we need you in my office to finalise the paperwork," reminded Hermione, although she was caught up in the joviality of the room. These Aurors were a unique, close knit group, and the bets between Harry and Ginny had been the talk of the DMLE all year.

"One moment, Hermione. Ginny love, what do you say...and no isn't an option," reminded Harry.

"Fine," she huffed, and he gleefully slipped the ring onto her finger. "Where exactly are we going?"

"Uh-uh-uh, all will be revealed soon," tutted Harry, standing and waving his finger in her face.

"Now, hopefully there are no more bets for the year," announced Seamus, to even more cheers.

"What's wrong with our bets?" asked Ginny, her hands on her hips. "He only won the first one by dumb luck."

"And I let her win the next one because she was so sad," said Harry.

"Sad because the competition was so dismal," said Ginny, shooting him a challenging look.

"You think they'd get a clue as to why they keep doing these stupid bets," sighed Hermione.

Seamus heard her and shrugged. "They'll figure it out one day. Me mam says its like when a boy pulls a girl's pigtails in school. You know, to get their attention because they like them."

"I think your mam is a smart woman," said Hermione. "Harry, let's go."

Harry blew Ginny a kiss then walked back to the door. "Don't miss me too much," he threw over his shoulder. He laughed out loud as she showed him her middle finger. "She's so eager," teased Harry to Hermione.

Hermione rolled her eyes at Ginny. "Good luck," she said, before turning to follow Harry.

"Thanks," replied Ginny. Looking around at her fellow Aurors still celebrating, Ginny felt a sense of trepidation. "I think I'm going to need it."