A/N: I have decided to actually put this plot into a story, it has been sitting in my head forever and I thought it would be a really funny way to write a DG story.
Summary: Ginny has escaped the wizarding world and is now living as a muggle. An unemployed, inexperienced Ginny has decided that she would audition for a place on the next season of 'The Bachelor' in hopes of finding love and that a job opportunity might arise. We can all guess who the bachelor is gonna be…DG
THE BACHELOR
A young woman was driving home after another unsuccessful job interview in her 1986 honda Accord and was clearly fed up with whatever it was that was bothering her.
Gah! Why can't someone just hire me! I ran away to escape not find this crap-hole of a world, its impossible to get a job here!
That's because you a worthless piece of junk!
What is wrong with me? I am resorting to evil conversations in my head!
Ginny turned up her radio to block out the evil thoughts that were filling her head.
A song was playing by Jenny Lopy or something but then it gave way to commercials, one of them catching her attention:
'Go to to find out more details about the upcoming season and auditions for positions on the show…' After that little announcement Ginny tuned out as a thought came to her.
OMG! THAT IS SO PERFECT! I could find love and maybe a job or something! But how would I get a job?
Who knows, hunn? But the prospect of love sounds pretty good in this dreary life of yours!
Shutup!
Well your love life is pretty sad! When was the last date? 6th year, Hogwarts?
Shutup! Ginny ground out in her mind battle. That's enough of you! I am gonna get on that show and fall in love with the bachelor!
You do that…
SHUTUP!
Before she knew it she was at her small flat and was carrying her sorry arse up the stairs when she finally gave up on her stilettos. Gods, I only wear these things to impress and kill my feet AND they never work! Ginny thought as she tore off her black strappy shoes and continued to walk up the stairs. I wish they would get that elevator to work! It's a pointless waiste or space! Almost makes me wish I hadn't given up magic!
Hah! Like that would happen!
I thought I got rid of you!
Not yet: D
Ginny was broken out of her thoughts as she turned the key to open her door. Once inside she dumped her purse on the ground, not caring if she ruined her new eye shadow from the drugstore and shoved a freezer dinner in the microwave.
She quickly got on her computer and was quick to start banging it as she got fed up with it as it was being extremely fussy and slow today.
www. The bachelor .com she typed in and was surprised when the page popped up reasonably fast. Maybe I will go for this as she filled out a form as an interested applicant.
Eight Weeks Later
Congratulations on your being accepted to participate on this seasons The Bachelor. With your emailed verification of receiving this letter you will receive plane tickets to your destination. Rooming will be provided. Hope to hear from you soon.
"I got accepted, I got accepted…" Ginny repeated to herself over and over as she reread and reread the letter. Damn I have to figure out what an 'email' is now! I GOT ACCEPTED!
A/N: This is just the prologue and I know it is a little short but I need to know if I should continue this story. Maybe I will throw in some magic and a flashback as to why Ginny won't use magic. Review and tell me if I should continue. (30 reviews or I won't!)