Written by Lucinda.
This is the first fanfic I've written! Hope you enjoy it :)
Chapter 1
It was a Saturday in the lovely sunny, warm month of August and Ginny Weasley was in a bar in Diagon Alley.
She was on her own, for once, and she was enjoying the peace. She went and sat at a table and thought about her life. She began at the age when all her 6 brothers were at home, and all alive (she thought bitterly), having a generally good time. They had been one big, and boy were they big, happy family. Then her Hogwarts years began.
Her first year was horrible, having been possessed by Tom Riddle, AKA Voldemort, and all. Second year was slightly better but she was still avoided by basically everyone; they were still scared of her even though it wasn't her fault. However, it was also the year the alleged mass murderer Sirius Black escaped Azkaban and they had Professor Lupin as DADA teacher. Third year was the year of the great Triwizard Tournament and by then she had made friends with a great group of girls so that was certainly a bonus! Fourth year was the best; she joined DA and actually had a purpose but had major problems including the attack on her father and the loss of Sirius Black, who had become like another brother. Fifth year was the year Hogwarts lost its Headmaster, someone she had grown close to thanks to Voldemort, and her relationship with Dean Thomas (who's now with Seamus).
She purposefully skipped the other two years knowing that she didn't want to be reduced to a blubbering mess in public. After Hogwarts she had gone to be a professional Quidditch player for the Holyhead Harpies and that was where she was now. At the age of 22 she had no real relationships and no real purpose. She also needed a housemate because of two things: one she was lonely and two she needed to pay rent that was really quite expensive!
She was quickly snapped back to reality when she heard a cough from behind her. She half turned and saw someone she never thought she would have to see again. Draco Malfoy. "On your own Weasley, you surprise me, Potter too busy to have a drink?" he drawled. She laughed and then turned to face him fully before replying, "Actually Harry is engaged to Alicia Spinnet now, as you would know if you read the papers. And surely you aren't keeping up the same petty insults you did in Hogwarts? That really is pathetic."
He stood straighter, his fists tightened on his drink and he came over to her table and rudely sat down. Ginny simply looked at him. "Alright, Ginny," she shuddered at the sound of her name, "I haven't seen you in years but now I need a favour." She continued looking at him, this time with big, round, incredulous eyes. "WHAT?" she shrieked. "You haven't seen me in years and now you come barging in asking for a favour? Who does that?"
"Actually I believe this favour would benefit both of us. I have heard from someone, probably one of your massive family, you need a flatmate and as it happens I need a flat so…" he replied after a minute. Now Ginny resorted to glaring at the table. Darn whoever it was, she didn't want to share with a Malfoy. He continued to stare steadily at her. After what seemed like an eternity, to him anyway, she slowly answered "Okay Draco, move in on Monday and we'll see how it goes."
He smiled sharkily, and took a sip of his Firewhiskey. Similarly, Ginny took a sip of her Butterbeer. Later, and after many drinks, they both went their separate ways, only pausing to exchange numbers.