Believe In Me
Last Edit: July 13, 2009
Chapter 1: I Want...
Draco Malfoy sat comfortably in his leather chair as CEO of Malfoy Enterprises. Lucius Malfoy, his father, had passed away shortly after the war was over. Although his mother had been depressed for a long time afterwards, Draco had been thankful for his fathers' death. Without his father, the Malfoys would be able to rebuild the Malfoy name and regain lost respect as well as power. Now, four years after the war was over, Draco, who was 24, was the richest man in the wizarding world, the most eligible bachelor, and only a little less conceited than he was in Hogwarts. However, he was much more handsome and was sometimes able to hold his tongue instead of sprouting off insults all the time. After his company's debut of line of new muggle clothing, he nearly doubled his company's net worth in less than a year. Nonetheless, even with all his success, he was still single. Week after week, Narcissa nagged him about a daughter-in-law and a grandchild, and frankly, Draco was sick of it.
The phone rang. "Yes, Chisel?" he answered his secretary.
"You have a meeting on the 9th floor in the conference room in 10 minutes about finance."
"Okay, I'll be right out. Thanks." Draco strode out of his office on the top floor to the marble elevators. As he was riding down the elevator, it stopped on the 12th floor. When the redhead saw who it was in the elevator, her gaze hardened and she immediately stepped back, "Sorry, I'll just get on the next one."
Draco's eyes glazed over to the redhead before letting a smirk rest on his face, "Please come on in. I wouldn't keep a beautiful lady waiting." The girl, however, did not blush nor giggle. She stood there looking coolly into his eyes before crisply stepping in.
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy." She said curtly. He nodded back, "So what's your name?"
Ginny bit her lip. She didn't actually want Draco to know she was a Weasley, given their clashing past and his dislike for her family, but she didn't want to lie either. "Ginevra," she finally responded.
"Ginevra," drawled Draco. "Beautiful." Then, the elevator opened and he walked out, leaving Ginny looking on with disbelief.
- - -
Draco Malfoy was sitting back at his desk again. The meeting had ended but his thoughts about that redhead had not. Who was she and where did she work? Draco Malfoy loved challenges and he decided she was going to be one."Chisel?"
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Find me the room number and floor of a worker named Ginevra."
"Do you have a last name, sir?"
"No."
Chisel rolled her eyes and sighed, "Yes, Mr. Malfoy." Chisel opened the directory of all their employees and did a quick 'find' spell. She crossed her fingers, hoping there was only one Ginevra. No such luck. There were six. "Mr. Malfoy?"
"You found her?"
"Uh, well there's five Ginevra's. Do you have a physical description?"
Chisel could sense Draco was probably smirking. "Red hair, about 5" 8, gorgeous." Draco smirked. Chisel rolled her eyes again.
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy," she said dryly. Chisel went back. Good. Only one redhead…but she was…5"4?
"Mr. Malfoy?"
"You found her?"
"We have one redheaded Ginevra, but she's only 5"4." Well, she could have been in heels. Draco didn't really pay attention to her shoes. Nonetheless, it was worth a try.
"Can you call her up here?"
"Sure." Chisel went back and picked the phone up, dialing 314. "Hi, can I have Miss. Ginevra Weasley sent up to 1200, top floor? …What? Oh, okay. Thank you."
"Mr. Malfoy, she's taking this afternoon off."
"It's Monday afternoon!" he said indignantly.
Chisel rolled her eyes, "Good observation."
Draco scowled, "What's her address?"
Chisel pursed her lips, "Mr. Malfoy, you of all people should know that it is strictly against company policy to give out personal address information!"
Draco glared at her. "Chisel, I'm the bloody CEO. Just give me the address or find yourself out of a job."
"Fine," Chisel said stiffly. "It's 311 Hansberry Way, flat number 1204, London, England."
Draco looked curious, "Chisel, do you know where I live?"
"Um…Malfoy Manor?"
"Do you know where my flat is?"
Chisel scowled, "Really, Mr. Malfoy, how am I supposed to know?! I'm not one of...those girls."
Draco rolled his eyes, "I live on 311 Hansberry Way, flat number 1200, London England."
Chisel raised her eyebrow, "So she's rich too. Great for you, Mr. Malfoy."
He smiled smugly, "So what does she do?"
Chisel flipped through the information card she printed out, "She's the sales and finance consultant."
Draco looked bothered. "Doesn't she work under Daniels?" Chisel nodded. "Damn, I hate that guy."
Draco pondered for a while, then smirked. "Chisel, what's her salary?"
"Mr. Malfoy!"
"Chisel."
"It's 1100 galleons a month."
"How does she afford that flat? Well anyways, alright, how would you like to have a partner working with you?"
Chisel glared at Draco, "Whatever you please, Mr. Malfoy. Not that I really have a choice either way."
"Can you please just call me Draco?!" Draco said exasperatedly.
Chisel shook her head, "Company policy."
"My fathers' old rules are not company policy!"
"Actually, Mr. Malfoy, it's written in the fine print under where employees sign to the rules and all that."
"Since when have I been a stickler to any bloody rules?" Draco grumbled, "Well, anyways, thanks Chisel, I'll be on my way to her flat now. Bye."
Chisel didn't bother responding.
- - -
Draco apparated into his flat then walked down the hall to find the room 1204. On the right...nope. To the left...ah ha! He knocked.
"Who is it?" called Ginny.
"You boss," he called back.
Confused as to why Roger Daniels would be outside her flat, Ginny opened the door and was shocked to see Draco Malfoy standing in front of her door. "You're not my boss."
He ignored the statement and smiled smugly, "Miss. Ginevra."
"What do you want, Malfoy."
Draco was surprised, to say the least. The only people who spoke so disrespectfully were the Gryffindor's. So she was a Gryffindor. Draco smirked, "You know, you should really show some respect, Ginevra, I mean, really, I am the CEO and also your future boss."
Ginny looked surprised. Why wasn't Malfoy being mean to her or calling her a poor she-weasel? Oh right, Draco probably didn't know her last name was Weasley yet. Not that she was poor anymore. Right after the war, she helped George design some new products for the joke shop and every time those products were sold, she got 10 for commission. Then, she modeled for a muggle magazine and did commercials for 3 years where she made millions. She had enough money to sustain her for the rest of her life, but she still wanted to work. So she took a job at Malfoy Enterprises that paid for all her necessities each month and even had a little surplus. Still, she could afford whatever she wanted. While Ginny was lost in her thought process, Draco spoke again.
"You're shorter than I last saw you."
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Is that what you've come to tell me? Yes, I am, I was wearing heels earlier. If that's all, you can leave."
"Actually, do you want to be my second assistant?"
Disbelief shown all over Ginny's face and before she could stop herself, she told him, "There are thousands of girls who would love to be your assistant. I'm not one of them, why the bloody hell would I want to do it?" She also wondered why Malfoy would even need another assistant, it's not like he was the minister.
Draco's smirk grew (if possible), "Well not only would you get to see me everyday, but your salary would be 2500 galleons a month."
"Look around you Malfoy, I don't need money. I have everything I want."
He narrowed his eyes, "Look,-"
"There's nothing to say, Malfoy. I don't want the job." Ginny tried to close the door but Draco pushed it back open. Ginny's anger flared, "Malfoy this is a private building and I don't know how you got in, but-"
He cut her off, "I live next door."
"What?"
"1200, I live there." He pointed.
Just my luck, Ginny thought. "That's great Malfoy, can you leave me be?"
"Why do you dislike me so much?"
"You've always hated my family and me," she finally said. Then, she slammed the door. This time, Draco didn't bother to stop her. He wondered who her family was. Wait...could she be a...?
He quickly apparated back into his office. "CHISEL!"
Chisel appeared quickly, "Is something wrong?"
"What's her last name?!" he growled.
"Weasley." Bingo. There's where all the hatred came from.
"Why did you not bother to tell me that?"
"Because I wanted to see you suffer." Chisel stifled her laugh when she saw Draco was serious and she corrected her response, "You never asked!"
"You knew," Draco accused.
Chisel smiled innocently, "Yes, I did know her last name, Mr. Malfoy."
"You get her to work here or you're fired!" Chisel's eyes widened. Draco was a drama queen but never was he extremely unreasonable.
"Actually, never mind that last statement; if you can get her to work here I'll raise your salary…by 300 galleons."
There was the boss she had come to like! "Alright Mr. Malfoy."
"For Merlin's sake, Chisel, really, it's bloody damn Draco! I'm not senile yet!" I'm not my father, he silently added.
"Sure act like it." Chisel said cheekily before turning and leaving.
"Damn her." Draco muttered.
Chisel sat at her desk and phoned Roger Daniels, Ginny's boss.
"Hi, Roger Daniels please."
"He's not available right now, can I leave a message?"
"He better be available right now, are you blind or do you not recognize the number?"
"What number?"
Chisel rolled her eyes. Stupid new, clueless, brainless secretaries. "This is the executive office calling, that would be, DRACO MALFOY'S OFFICE. Get Daniels on the bloody phone!"
"Oh! I'm sorry; I'll do that right now." Chisel heard knocking, yelling, and then silence.
"Daniels here." A man said gruffly.
"Mr. Daniels, I hope I'm not-... interrupting." Chisel said distastefully.
"Of course not, what do you want?"
"You have a Ginevra Weasley who works for you, right?"
"Yeah I do, what about her?"
"She won't be working for you anymore, please tell her to come to office number 1200 on the 20th floor to report for her new job as well as the fact that her salary has been doubled."
"Doubled?!" sputtered Roger, "Why?!"
"That's really none of your concern, Mr. Daniels. She'll be starting tomorrow. And if she's not in here by 9:30 AM sharp, your job will be on the line." Before Roger Daniels could respond, chisel quickly added, "That will be all." Then she hung up praying that it would work.
- - -
The next day, Ginny arrived in her office at 8:30, per usual. She saw her boss wildly waving his arms, "Ginevra! You have half an hour to pack and get your arse up to the 20th floor, room 1200 for your new job. If you aren't there by 9:00, my arse is on the line! Oh, and by the way," Roger continued unhappily, "Your salary has been doubled."
"I don't want to." Ginny said defiantly.
Rogers' eyes blazed, "Are you insane?! I don't care if I have to hex you to get you up there, I will not lose my bloody job because of you!"
The wheels in Ginny's head were spinning. Why did Malfoy want her to work for him so badly? After her rudeness yesterday, she thought he would just give up! Didn't he know she was a Weasley? But, she agreed anyways. "Fine, Mr. Daniels."
At exactly 9:00 sharp, Ginny stepped into room 1200. Chisel was sitting at her desk when she saw Ginny.
"Oh! You're early." She said happily. "Mr. Malfoy is in his office. His schedule is already on your computer, your hours are 7AM to 9PM, but you get 3 days off. I work 9AM to 4PM, but I'm working the weekends and I get Thursdays off. Pick a day besides the weekends for you to be off! It can't be Thursday."
"Friday." Ginny said without missing a beat.
Chisel looked a little worried, "Well, do you think, maybe, that, well, this doesn't happen too often, but whenever there's a society ball, you could go with Mr. Malfoy? Friday nights, usually at 7-11 PM."
Ginny narrowed her eyes, "You mean, be his date?"
"Well sort of, I mean, Mrs. Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy's mother, that is, has complained so much about Mr. Malfoy's numerous dates so she wants him to have only one."
"Why can't you do it?"
Chisel smiled, "I'm married with kids. That's why Mr. Malfoy lets me go early whenever I need to. He's really a kind man."
Ginny snorted, "Right."
"Well great, it's settled then. And if you want, you can have Wednesdays from 9 AM to 4 PM off. You still have to come in at 7-9 and 4-9 though."
"Okay, so what do we do?" Ginny surprised herself by accepting the conditions so easily.
Chisel smiled, "We answer calls, work through his schedule, answer and get him whatever he needs, like, get coffee, stuff like that, but it's easy because if you're feeling lazy, you can just call the cafeteria and get the coffee sent up. Umm, you also make a list of all the meetings he goes to, the people he meets, and the girls he dates and report it to his mother on Mondays at noon.
"Well that's not too bad." Chisel smiled.
"Yeah, not-"
"CHISEL! COFFEE, REGULAR, IT BETTER BE HERE IN 2 MINUTES!"
Ginny raised an eyebrow, "Right." Chisel groaned silently. Why does Draco ruin everything at the wrong moment?
"And can you stop chit cha-" Draco continued as he walked out of his office. "Oh."
He cleared his throat, mussed back his extremely disheveled hair, straightened his shirt and tie, and walked back into his office. Once the door closed, the two women burst out laughing. After that was over, Ginny asked, "What's regular?"
Chisel scrunched up her face, "I think it's like dark coffee, 3 spoons of sugar, 1 spoon of mild and something like that, but I just tell the cafe workers 'Mr. Malfoy's regular'. Here, why don't you try."
Chisel pointed Ginny to the intercom. "Dial CAF, so that's 223. Then tell them which office it is and what you want."
"Okay," Ginny said while dialing 223.
"Malfoy Enterprises cafeteria, how may I help you?"
"This is room 1200 on the 20th floor; can you bring up Mr. Malfoy's regular coffee? Two minutes, please."
"Of course, is that all?"
"Yes."
"By the way, Ginevra, they just sort of pop-" A popping sound was heard and Ginny jumped.
"Here's the coffee, ladies." Ginny took the coffee, said her thanks, and the man who brought the coffee was gone.
"It's Ginny, really. No one calls me Ginevra." Ginny added, telling Chisel.
"Chisel, where's my coffee?" Draco called out, sounding much more mature.
"Coming, Mr. Malfoy!" Chisel called back while rolling her eyes. "Really, he's such a spoilt baby. Why don't you bring it to him, have fun!"
Before Ginny could protest, she was pushed into the office. Draco's hair was fixed as well as his clothes. Ginny put down the coffee, "Here's your coffee."
"Who?"
"…yours…"
"No," Draco said sharply, "You have to say, 'Here's your coffee, Mr. Malfoy.'"
Ginny refrained from rolling her eyes, "Alright, Mr. Malfoy. I apologize, Mr. Malfoy. Would you like anything else, Mr. Malfoy?"
"That's better. And no, that's all for now." Draco said gruffly. Ginny quickly left the room before he could say anything else.
- - -
Ginny sat down in the Three Broomsticks waiting for Hermione and Luna. Hermione was an Unspeakable while Luna was now the editor-in-chief of both The Quibbler, her father's old magazine, and Magikal Creatures, a new magazine Luna introduced. Soon enough, they arrived, both looking exhausted.
"Hey, you two alright? You guys look so tired!"
Luna nodded, "I'm fine, it's just that one of the photographers got injured while shooting some pictures and now wants to sue."
Hermione sipped her butterbeer. "Hermione!" exclaimed Ginny, "Not your usual shot?"
Hermione glowed through her exhaustion, "I'm pregnant."
The two other girls squealed, "Yay! Ron must be delirious with happiness!"
Hermione bit her lip and stayed silent, "Actually, well, I-I just…haven't told him yet."
Ginny and Luna looked surprised, "Why not?"
"Well, I...I don't know." Hermione finally said while looking down at the table. Both Ginny and Luna frowned.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked softly.
Hermione forced a smile, "Nothing. Really." Ginny decided to let it go.
"So, Gin, what have you been up to lately?" asked Hermione, changing the subject.
"Oh, I got demoted." Hermione and Luna gasped.
"Why?!" exclaimed Hermione.
Ginny smiled slyly, "But I got a salary raise! Doubled!"
All three girls laughed, "So what's this new job?"
"I'm a secretary."
Hermione sputtered and groaned, "Really Ginny, you're meant to do so much more."
Luna closed her eyes, "Yes, a snorked boar told me that once." Ginny and Hermione exchanged looks, though they were used to Luna's bizarre thoughts of magical creatures. Luna opened her eyes again, "So at least tell us if your boss is hot or not!"
Ginny laughed, "He's one of England's most wanted bachelors."
"No way! Who?" exclaimed Hermione.
"Um, well," Ginny took a drink and then muttered an incoherent name.
"Who was that, Gin?"
"Dramolfoy." Ginny said quickly.
Hermione started laughing along with Luna. "It's not funny!" Ginny protested.
"Oh! Wait til' Ron hears, he'll blow a fuse!"
"No! Don't tell Ron, please!" begged Ginny. Hermione and Luna giggled.
"Don't worry, Gin. I mean, it's not like you have to go to balls with Draco or anything. Although, he's pretty hot and I wouldn't mind." Luna said with a laugh.
"Oh yeah…about that." Ginny looked at her drink and pretended to be interested in its color.
Hermione groaned, "Don't tell me you're dating him!"
"It's not that bad, really. Only on Friday nights if there's a ball I'll go with him. And Chisel, the other secretary, said it's not too often."
Hermione and Luna snorted. "Yeah, if not too often means two or three Fridays a month."
"What! No way…" Ginny groaned. "Well at least I get most of Wednesday, Friday, except for the night if there's a ball, and the weekend off."
"Whoa, those are bloody good hours. And the pay is doubled?"
"Yup, it's a little more than 2000 a month."
Hermione and Luna's eyes widened, "Hey, where can I sign up for your job?" They laughed.
"Actually, I take that back," Hermione commented, "Malfoy Enterprises has so many employees that are date-able and if you're an employee, you can't date other employees.
"I thought that was only in the same department?"
"When the hell did that rule come about?!"
"I think it was yesterday. The Ministry got too many complaints about favors being done for spouses and that sort of thing."
"Well that's stupid! I might as well not work at all then. Not that I want to date Malfoy. He's still an arrogant git! Anyways, I have to run, back to work at 1!" Ginny said.
"Yeah, me too." Hermione said, hugging each of the girls and air-kissing them, "Bye!"
Luna stood up, "I think Ron is cheating on her. That's why she hasn't told him."
Ginny's eyes widened, "My oaf of a brother…I'll go check it out right now, see you later, Luna."
Luna smiled at Ginny, "Bye!"
Ginny apparated to the elevator outside of the ministry and promptly went down.
"Hi, 4th floor please, Auror's office."
"Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked in a snobby tone.
"I'm Ginny Weasley and I would like to see my brother."
The receptionist looked up, "Hey! I'm Laurile! I was a year below you at Hogwarts."
Ginny raised an eyebrow, "Great. Can I get a pass now?"
"Mmhmm," Laurile said, handing Ginny a visitor's pass.
"Bye," Ginny said before going to the elevator. As the door opened, she groaned silently.
"Ginevra…shouldn't you be at work?" Draco's voice.
"Hi, Mr. Malfoy, I have some family business to take care of, I promise I'll be back by 1:30."
"1:30 sharp." He said, stepping out of the elevator. "By the way, Ginevra, ball this Friday. I'll pick you up at 6:30."
Ginny resisted the urge to roll her eyes, instead, she smiled sweetly, "Yes, Mr. Malfoy. I can't wait!"
When she finally got to the 4th floor, Ginny stormed to Ron's office."Ginny! HEY, Gin!" Harry called before she entered.
Ginny turned, "Oh, hi Harry! Do you know where Ron is?"
Harry glanced nervously at Ron's door and then back to Ginny. He cleared his throat, "I..I think he's out at lunch with 'Mione."
Ginny narrowed her eyes, "Don't lie to me, Harry, I was just with Hermione for lunch and she said she was busy and had to get back to work."
Harry shifted nervously. "Well, I'll tell Ron you stopped by."
Ginny smiled sweetly, heard giggling from Ron's office and her face turned stony, "Really, Harry?"
Ginny pushed past her ex-boyfriend to run to Ron's door and open it.
Author's Note: That was the first chapter and I'm not really sure where this is going or how long it's going to be but it's definitely a D/G story. I hope you enjoyed it!