Chapter 1
Harry set down the manuscript with a sigh. His fore fingers rubbed at his temples. Harry looked at the manuscript, Madame Chocó's Easy Christmas Spells, and resisted a sigh when he realized he was only half way through. Really, four hundred spells for Christmas; was that many really needed?
Most days, Harry, enjoyed his job. He spent most of his days reading. A sight that might have shocked him ten years ago; Harry had been a publishing editor for ten years. However, there have been days Harry hated his job. Today was one of those days.
Harry's boss, the Managing Publishing Editor, Tabitha Jones thought Harry was a God. With this God-like stature, Harry had to handle all the tough assignments. Like Madame Choco's Easy Christmas Spells, Who would read that willingly?
Harry sighed again when he received mail from a fluttering barn owl. Harry wanted to go home, and possibly get drunk with Ron. Ron and Harry were roommates; again, after six years. Ron was a widow. He had been married for the past six years to Luna Lovegood. Luna had passed away earlier in the year from a travelling accident. Luna was thrown from a thestral when she was in Romania researching her latest book, Death and Its Animals. Ron was devastated. Ron did not want to be alone in Luna and his house. Harry, being the good friend he is, invited Ron to live with him until he got on his feet again. Harry did not realize Ron would turn into an alcoholic. Really, Harry should not have expected anything different.
Harry pulled the letter from the owl's outstretched leg. Harry sighed, again, when he saw from whom the letter came. Ginny; Harry had to resist the urge to throw the letter into the garbage can. Instead, he opened it.
Harry closed his eyes after he read the letter. Ginny; she just always had it her way. Well, not this time. Ginny and Harry had been married for four blissful years. That is, until Ginny told him it was a lie. A lie, she said. I never loved you, Harry, she said. I have found someone else, she said. The conversation on that day played repeatedly in his head.
Now, she wrote him saying that she and her lover were over. She wanted to get back together. Ginny wrote that she had been under the influence. Influence of what, Harry thought. Harry shook his head vehemently. There was no way he was going to get back together with that woman. Harry balled up the letter and threw it into the fireplace.
"Hey, Harry, you have a minute?" asked a sultry voice from the doorway. Harry looked up to see Hermione. A smile flitted across his face,
"Hello Hermione! What are you doing in this part of town?" asked Harry. Hermione worked in the Ministry of Magic as, Finance Minister. Hermione laughed,
"What, Harry, you think I can't get away from time to time?" Harry's laugh was a bit forced. Hermione was married to her work, which was why Ron and her did not work. "Harry, I know recently I have not been around as much as I should. I came to apologize, and speak about Ginerva." Hermione did not like Ginny, after what she had pulled. Harry sighed, it seemed the rest of his day would revolve around her.
"What is it Hermione?" Harry groaned and gave her hurry up look. Hermione cleared her throat.
"Well, it seems she is back in town. On the arm of a disgusting old German man who has made millions in the last few years." Harry knew he should not be surprised, that Ginny had lied in her letter. What did surprise him was that she wrote to him after all these years.
"Why do you suppose she is back in town, Hermione?" asked Harry. Hermione sighed, shuffled her robes and sat down before answering.
"She is in a lot of trouble, Harry. The German Ministry of Magic is out for her head." Harry tilted his head and questioned,
"Why are they out for her head?" Hermione pursued her lips before answering,
"Because, Harry, the German Ministry of Magic, thinks that Ginerva killed the Minister's son." That information startled Harry,
"She killed him. Why?" Hermione sighed,
"Well, Harry, because she was dating Wulfheir, and the aurors found her over the body with a knife." That news startled Harry even more; Ginny was a witch snob.
"With a knife? Are you sure, Hermione? Ginny, is a witch snob" Hermione snorted and glared at Harry,
"Why are you standing up for her Harry? She has caused you nothing but trouble!" Harry ran his hand through his hair and sighed exasperatedly,
"I am not standing up for her! Hermione, jeez! It just was weird is all." Hermione snorted again,
"It is not weird. Especially, Harry, since Ginny confessed. Said she killed him because she was tired of him. Harry, which could have just as easily been you!" Hermione got up to pace.
"She confessed. Then why is she here in England, then Hermione." Hermione sighed,
"Because her German millionaire. He does not want her executed. So, he spirited her out of Germany" Harry sighed,
"How long is she to be here?" Hermione shook her head,
"I don't know, Harry." Harry crumpled a little bit. He wanted Ginny to stay out of his life. "How is Ron, Harry." Asked Hermione after a couple of seconds,
"Ron…is not doing well. He has pretty much become an alcoholic." Hermione snorted,
"Oh, Harry, Ron was an alcoholic when he dated me." Harry shook his head,
"No, Hermione, I know that. He cleaned up his act for Luna. Hermione, he really loved her. He is completely lost without her." Hermione sighed,
"Merlin, I really have been out of touch with you, haven't I?" Harry nodded,
"Yeah." Hermione sighed,
"Well, I better get back to work. See you later Harry" Harry got up and said,
"Don't be a stranger, now" Hermione laughed and replied,
"I won't"
Harry watched as Hermione walked away. He sighed. Ginny was causing trouble again. Great. Harry looked around his cramped, messy office and decided that it was time to go home. Harry grabbed his outer robes and the umbrella he used earlier to avoid getting wet.
Harry walked through the office halls, and waved good-bye to his various co-workers as he left. As Harry pushed on the outside door, he saw Ginny. Harry resisted the urge to pinch his nose between the eyes. He continued outside and hoped that Ginny did not spot him.
"Harry! Harry!" Ginny shouted. Harry halted, and wished he made his legs keep walking away. "Wait up! Wait up!" Harry turned and bit out,
"What do you want, Ginny?" Ginny, was dressed rather provocatively. Harry spotted her German boy toy several feet away. Ginny simpered,
"Didn't you get my message?"
"So?" Harry bit out.
"Well, aren't we going to get together?" Harry was flabbergasted at her presumptions.
"No, we are not. Don't you have a boy toy and a murder trial to get back to?" Ginny seemed surprised that Harry knew that. "What, Ginny, you think I am clueless about all this?" Ginny shook her head,
"Harry. You do not understand! Let me explain!" Ginny shrieked,
"Explain what? That you are a whore?" Ginny went bright red.
"No! Don't you want to be with me?" Harry opened his mouth to reply, when another voice answered,
"Why would he want to be with you Weaselette, when he is with me?" Harry and Ginny both turned to Draco Malfoy. Harry was slightly speechless. Why was Draco Malfoy, of all people, defending him? Why was he saying they were together? Even, though, the last part was kind of drool worthy, since Harry had a crush on him for a while. Ginny scoffed,
"Why would he be with you? You two are enemies. Besides Harry is straight!" Malfoy laughed,
"You turned Harry gay." Harry thought, not true! Draco Malfoy turned me gay! Ginny resembled a fish, with her lips flapping about,
"OOH! Harry, tell him it's not true!" Harry grinned and responded,
"What Ginny, you can't believe I found someone else?" Malfoy sidled up to Harry and put his arm around his waist. Ginny was turning beet red. Harry smiled. Harry did not even react when he felt Malfoy squeeze his ass. Harry turned to say something to Malfoy, when Malfoy's lips descended on his. The kiss was amazing. Harry could not help but groan, which granted Malfoy access to plunder his mouth. Ginny started shrieking, which Harry did not really notice.