Opposite Attract

Disclaimer: Not mine now, not ever…

Author's note: This'll probably be the death of me. A new story even though the last one isn't finished… Don't worry I will finish both, no matter how long it will take! This is something I'm only doing for the sheer pleasure of writing. It's light-hearted and sweet. Nothing more, nothing less.

Chapter One

"Miss Patil," The older woman said to her. "I'm going to say this nicely."

Parvati shifted in her seat infront of her boss. She inhaled slowly and took a firm grip of her long, dark braid with her left hand. This was not going to be pretty.

"Um… I can explain –" A warning finger from the other woman shut her up promptly.

"No exuses are allowed! Your last article was dreadful; there is no coming around that!" The red haired woman leaned forward in her seat and looked her straight in the eye. "If I would have printed that – that awful article about, whatever it was about, the standard of my paper would have been lowered severly!"

Parvati said nothing, only waiting for the inevitable. She was going to get fired.

"I will give you one last chance." She paused dramaticly. Parvati's eyes grew big. I'm not fired? "But if you blow this and write another useless one, I will have no choice but to fire you. Is that clear?"

"Yes, of course, Mrs Hall." She quickly assured.

"Good." Mrs Hall was pleased. "I want a mind-blowing article about the attraction of opposites. I want passion and I want it to be believable!" She looked at her disapprovingly for a second. "What are you waiting for? Get to work!"

Parvati scrambled out of the chair and darted for the office-door. She didn't want her chances of keeping the job at Witch One being worse than they already were.

DG

"I'm begging you, Lavender!" Parvati was desperate. "I really want to keep this job, please help me?"

"Oh, alright." Her best friend sighed. "I'm almost done with my own article anyway. But I'm only helping you until I get a new subject, okay?"

"Yay, you're the best!" Parvati flung her arms around her. Lavender laughed and returned the hug.

"What's the subject, anyway?" She asked with a small smile.

"Opposite attraction."

Parvati noted Lavender lit up.

"No way?" She squeled.

"Yes way!" Parvati confirmed. "Why the happy face?"

"Don't you realize how many opportunities this gives you?" Lavender was practically beaming. "You'll be able to actually make it happen! I've dreamt about this subject form months!" Stars were in her eyes.

"I'm not sure I'm following…" Parvati admitted.

"It's simple! Just find two people as different as possible and match-make them! If you base your article on that, it'd be so totally cool!"

"You're right!" Parvati was beaming too. "This will be so much fun! It'll be just like last year in Hogwarts! Us, matchmaking again, 'cause you are still helping me, right?"

"Of course, Parvati, I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

"Yay!" Parvati clapped her hands briefly, before she got serious. "Okay, who are the most different persons we know?"

"Who are single." Added Lavender.

"Who are single." Parvati agreed. "No triangles, thank you very much."

"Agreed!" Her friend said with a shudder, their latest love-triangle in seventh year had not ended pretty at all! "Percy and... Tonks?"

"She's married." Parvati sighed.

"Oh, right. How about… Marcus Flint and Katie Bell?"

Parvati looked at her strangly.

"What? They just popped up in my mind!" She defended herself. "They are very different!"

"Actually, I think he's in Azkaban."

"Oh, yeah, I guess that would blow it. Ron and Hermione?"

"They're already married to each other."

Lavender laughed and stuck her tongue out at her playfully. "Right… Luna Lovegood and… I don't know… anyone?"

Parvati leaned forward and bit her lip with a small giggle. "You know, I saw her and Harry Potter just yesterday, eating ice cream together."

"No way?" Lavender said, scandalized she hadn't heard of it before.

"Yes way!" Parvati smiled her gossip-smile. "They weren't holding hands or anything, but they sure looked cozy to me!"

"No way!"

"Yes way, girl!"

"Oh my gosh! This must be the gossip of the month! I can't wait to tell everyone!"

"I know!" Parvati squeled and clapped her hands. "But, do you have any more suggestions for my article? Please say you have?"

"Well, how about… Cedric Diggory and –"

"He's dead." She didn't even bother to roll her eyes.

"Oh, too bad, he's cute… But what about Ginny Weasley and -" Lavender smiled deviously. "- Draco Malfoy?"

"They hate each other..." The raven haired girl stated with a raised eyebrow. "Are you insane? They would probably kill each other on sight! They are-" Something clicked in her brain."- perfect... They're perfect!" Parvati cheered happy. "That's so perfect!"

"I know!" Squeled Lavender. "This will be even more fun than seventh year!"

"Yes, it totally will!" They took each other's hands and jumped up and down screaming excited.

"Let's start right away! I happen to know where they eat…" Lavender said smugly. "My subject was after all 'Draco Malfoy - a STUDy worth five-million'. Trust me, I know all there is to know about that handsome jerk."

The two young women wore identical smirks as they started to plan the matchmaking of the decade.

DG

Ginny Weasley was in a bad mood. A very bad mood. Not only did she oversleep and get late for work, which meant she had to work in the storeroom all day, she also forgot her wand at home. Now she was stuck doing all the work the hard way; by hand.

Sorting clothes even with a wand, was only fun the first ten minutes, after that it got a tad bit dull.

After four hours without a wand you were ready to die out of boredom.

Therefore a very snappish Ginny left for lunch. She needed at least three cones of ice cream for dessert to ever be able to smile again.

The shop she was working in was located in Diagonally, right next to The Leaking Cauldron, not that she ever ate there. No, she always went to The Wizz. Today was not an exception, despite the pouring rain. It would be worth a ten minute walk in bad weather just for a sniff their food.

A soaking wet Ginny stepped into the small and, today, very crowded restaurante. Neither did anything to improve her mood. She stalked over to the counter. The woman behind the bar recognized her right away. She smiled widly at her.

"Hi, Ginny!"

"Bones." Ginny greeted as polite as she could muster at the moment. The petite always-happy blonde did not deserve to get the bad side of her tongue.

"Bad day?"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it…"

"What do you want today? Pasta? Steak? Meatpie?"

"Pasta, please. With meatballs." She handed over the money.

"It's coming right up, take a seat and Neville will come with it in just a moment." She smiled if possible even broader.

"Thank you, Susan." She looked around in vain to find an empty seat. "Eh… Exactly where should I take a seat?"

"Oh," Susan looked around for a second. "There." She pointed to a table where a single man sat hidden behind a newspaper. "Don't worry, he's a regular, he comes here all the time." She said it like that made the unknown man nice and trustworthy.

Deciding not to press the matter, Ginny went to the table and sat down. She was not able to see the man's face, and for that she was thankful, this was akward enough, thank you very much!

After four minutes of only listening to the turning of pages, Neville finally came with a plate of spaghetti and meatballs. Ginny's mood became slightly better. She opened her mouth to thank him. Before he put down the plate infront of the newspaper-man. She wanted to bang her head in the wall.

"Here you go." He said with a forced smile to the man infront of her.

"Amazing, Longbottom." The man smirked from behind the paper. "Another day without tripping on your own feet, your grandmother must be very proud."

Ginny's mouth dropped wide open. Who dared say that to Neville?

"Apologize or I'll hex your bloody brain out!" She threatened and meant every word. She was after all in a not too pleasant mood.

"Now I'm really scared." The man drawled and lowered the paper. "Threatened by a female weasel."

In front of her sat none other than Draco Malfoy. She regained her composure after half a second of shocked silence.

"And that's coming from a blonde ferret."

"Isn't that getting a bit old?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No."

"Could you at least move, I'm trying to eat."

She decided to ignore is insult. For now. "Not until you apologize to Neville for being such an arse!"

"What can I say, it's in my nature." He smirked. "Besides, he already left. He probably couldn't stand the humiliation of a girl defending his honor."

"You know what?" Ginny snapped. "I've had a very crapy morning and meeting you just made it ten times worse, nobody can blame me for hexing you head off!" She took a hold of where her wand usually was and met air. Crap! Somebody must really hate me…

"Weasel got your wand?" He snickered. "Now scram, I want to eat." He waved his right hand as if that would shoo her away.

She stood up. "Fine I'll just –"

"Here's your food, Ginny." Neville said in a timid voice as he placed the plait down.

"Thanks, Neville." Ginny smiled sweetly and sat back down again. There were no other empty seats in the entire restaurante and she was hungry. With other words she was stuck eating with Mr Meany-Pants.

Great…just great...

DG

"Hmm… this might be harder than I thought!" Parvati said from her seat across the room to where the 'couple' was.

"Uh huh." Lavender agreed. "And that's what makes it so much fun!"

"Oh, yeah!" Parvati snapped a tenth photo of them. "This is going to be so great! I plan on making it into a serial."

"Oh, that'd be so fantastic! People all over the world will be able to follow their little love story as it progresses! Without their knowledge of course!"

"Duh!" Parvati snapped another photo of Draco and Ginny, determind to not miss a single thing. If this wouldn't save her career, nothing would!

DG

Author's note: This has been on my mind for a while, so I just had to write it! Please tell me what you think!

I have to say writing the Parvati-and-Lavender-moments are really funny. It's a chance to actually goof of.

I'm sorry! I had to throw some Harry/Luna in to the mix!