Punnet Squares
By: SingingShooter
Authors Note: I do not own Harry Potter I just play with the characters.
Chapter 1: The Party
Ginny looked her self over in the tall mirror in her boyfriend's house,
'Not bad,' she thought 'not bad.' Ginny had decided to go with a gold shirt and a black skirt for the occasion. The shirt was made of a thin cool light material that her boyfriend refused to say what it was, though she thought I was some kind of silk or satin. The sleeves where kind of short and frilly and the rest of the shirt seemed to stick to her figured torso like a second skin, making her wonder how she got it on in the first place.
The skirt was just as striking. Layered and frilly like the sleeves on the shirt, it came about half way to her knees, coming a few inches down form her ass.
'Magic,' she thought. Not that by the end of the night her brothers would kill her for wearing something so dangerously reveling. She closed her eyes and imagined the act that would take place when she walked in the door for the party. Her brothers mouths would drop, maybe not Bill's or Charlie's or Percy's, but the twins and Ron. Actually the only brother that she would really have to worry about would be….Ron. The twins would just say nice and go on snogging there dates but Ron would fume at her for a full minute if she was lucky.
'Oh well, he will have to get used to it,' since leaving home Ginny had taken her wardrobe into her consideration, not her brothers. Just because some of her clothes where a bit…umm….reveling did not mean she was going to snog everyone in sight.
Just then something clamped their hands around her middle. Opening her eyes she saw maroon dress-shirt sleeves and kind hands that where linked. Where there are arms there is a torso, legs, neck and head to go with it.
"You look stunning," said a low voice. Ginny smiled and turned around to look at her boyfriend.
He was dressed in a maroon shirt and black slacks and shoes. Looking up at his face and right into emerald green eyes framed by round glasses; a mop of messy thick black hair lay as neat as it was going to get on the top of his head.
"Thanks," replied Ginny, "you to." Harry kissed her softly on the lips.
"Ready to go?" he asked.
"Yep," she replied grabbing her coat and purse, Harry grabbed his jacket and shrugged it on then turned and grabbed the coat from Ginny holding it out for her so that she could put it on. Ginny turned her back and slipped in to the light black spring jacket. Harry opened the front door stepped out and kept it open for her. Ginny walked out of the house and Harry shut and locked the door and followed Ginny down the driveway to the car. Harry walked over and opened Ginny's door then walked around and opened his they both stepped into the car, buckled their seat belts, and Harry go the car started.
Driving down the driveway you got a better look at the English Cottage looking house. It was a darling house that was just the right size for a small family. Harry had bought it because of its coziness and it had enough rooms for his friends to crash in if they had to. Ginny had done that many different times. They drove down the streets listing to what ever was on the radio and making small talk about life.
"How is job searching going?" Harry asked.
"Going alright I have an interview this Friday for a nurse's assistant."
"That's great Ginny! At the Dragon Care?"
"Yes, where else would I have applied, other than the hospital that my darling Harry works at?" Harry just smiled at the comment.
'That's how we met,' Ginny thought.
They both had attended the same medical school, though Harry was a year older then Ginny they some how had some classes together. Harry was also a friend of her brother Ron who had skipped medical school and became a receptionist. Harry was planning to do stuff like heart surgery and such. Ginny decided she wanted to work in the children's ward.
They had like each on and off through the years and towards their last few years and had started dating, that was about a year ago and now Ginny was out of medical school and looking for a job. Harry started working at the local hospital and convinced Ginny to look into it. Now there was a possibility that they would be working at the same building.
"Well at least through this party you will be able to meet some people." Harry said.
"Yes that will be great." The party was pretty much a bunch of doctors and nurses and their boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives, or just themselves.
They soon arrived at the manor that the party was taking place at.
"So who is hosting this party?" Ginny asked.
"His name is Draco Malfoy," Harry said with great difficulty. Ginny had to think a moment about why she knew that name. Then she remembered.
Malfoy family had built the hospital in the first place, some people said it was because Draco's grandparents had worked with Hitler back in during the Second World War and had murdered many with their cruel and inhumane experiments; that they wanted to clear their conscious by building a hospital to save instead of kill. None the less the hospital provided the best care for a hundred miles in any direction and then some. Majority of the family where doctors or nurses or just really smart people in general, but they where cold, pigheaded, self-righteous, and sharp tongued and where not really into pointless chatter and such, so it was a surprise that they would be throwing a party.
Malfoy Junior had been in the same class as Harry with the same major to, so they where constantly neck and neck trying to prove who was better. Ginny had never met him personally but was not to sure that she wanted to.
"Here we are." Said Harry, He got out of the car and got Ginny's door helping her out and handing his keys to the valet. They walked together in to the huge manor and into a great hall. To the front was a stair case that went up to the next floor which they climbed and made there way into the party room. At the entrance was a blond headed boy in a green shirt similar to Harry's. Ginny could not see what he looked like; he had turned his head and was talking to another couple.
"Malfoy!" said Harry, causing him to turn around (it surprised Ginny that he managed to sound so decent after the how he talked about him). What she saw made her heart stop.
'Malfoy' was dressed in a stunning emerald green shirt that would have looked great on Harry (it would have matched his eyes very well). It covered broad shoulders and a lean torso, (unlike Harry's firmly built one) he was built lean and limber; Ginny had to search to find the word to describe him…
'Trim? Yeah that is the word!' thought Ginny.
Black pants (the kind that must have really abstained from color) enfolded his legs, how they where though Ginny could not tell (they where not like the women pants Harry wore every now and then) but she guessed that they where just as trimmed as the rest of him.
"Hello Harry," said Malfoy. "Who is this lovely lady?" he asked.
"This is Ginny, my girlfriend," replied Harry. Turning to her Draco held out his hand.
"Ginny it is a pleasure to meet you I am Draco Malfoy; Harry has told me so much about you."
Blushing Ginny asked "What has he told you?"
"That you are very beautiful, smart and looking for a job in a hospital's children ward."
"Yes I am, in fact I applied for a job at the Dragon Care,"
"Really now? When is your interview?"
"This Friday, at 10:30 a.m." Ginny responded.
"Ah," Draco said.
"What?" Ginny asked.
"I will have the pleasure of interviewing you, along with the head of the children wards, Ms. Granger, actually here she is now." At that point a lovely young woman came up. Layered chestnut brown hair hung lose at her shoulders, she had fair skin and big brown eyes. She wore a periwinkle baby-doll dress with black slacks underneath.
"Yes Malfoy?" she said.
"Granger let me introduce you-"
"Hermione this is my girlfriend Ginny," Harry cut in. Hermione looking a little perplexed for a moment then said.
"Hello Ginny, I am Hermione Granger, Head of the Children ward at Dragon Care." Then holding out her hand to let Ginny shake it, Ginny took it. Then came a voice she knew way to well.
"GINNY WHAT ARE YOU WEARING!" yelled a male voice.
'Here comes the Ron Lecture.'
"Clothes Ron," rolling her eyes, a snicker came from Draco's direction.
"Harry you let her out with that on!"
"Ron she looks completely fine," said Harry exasperatedly rolling his eyes as well.
"Ron you in a room with professional doctors and nurses it is not like she is in a New York ally, just go and enjoy the party." Said Draco, fuming for a second Ron stomped off to the punch bowl with Hermione in tow.
"It was nice meeting you Ginny, Harry I will see you at work!" she called out as she left.
"Weasley needs to learn to control himself, other wise he will lose his secretary job." Ginny took a moment and counted to ten. Weasleys never took being, or having their family insulted to well.
"Well then who wants some punch?" Draco asked calmly. Ginny was about to say no thanks when Harry grabbed her arm and wheeled her to the punch bowl. Grabbing the ladle, Harry poured the punch into two glasses. Handing one to Ginny, he downed his in two gulps. Ginny looked at Harry, then over to Draco, who seemed to be smirk haughtily.
"Ginny are you not thirsty?" Harry asked, already taking his third glass.
"No I am thirsty," Ginny said, and downed her glass to.