Chapter One

Advice when Quiting a Job.

"Ginny! Ginny! GINNY!"

Ginny Weasley pulled herself from her memories. She swung her head around nearly decapitating her co worker with her braids. "Yeah?"

Daniel Cussler frowned down at the diminutive red head. Fresh out of school, Ginny was definitly not what Daniel had been expecting when he sent out the ad for a secretary. First of all, she was a female. Daniel was in the imortal words of Dolly Parton, Jane Fonda and - - a "Sexist egotistical, lying hypocrtical, bigot". Further more Daniel was proud of this.

Furthermore, Ginny was strangely proficient at her job. Something he had come to resent in the past month. The truth of the matter was, he was just dying for an excuse to fire the girl. Her moment of inattention was good, but not nearly enough to avoid a law suit.

"Yesssss?" Ginny drawled, leaning against her desk. Daniel realised he had let himself get lost in his won thoughts. Damn. He couldn't fire her on terms of inattention.

He almost smiled as a thought came to him. It was quite perfect.

Now might be a good time to mention that Ginny had a slight inclination towards Occulamancy.

"It won't work."

Daniel blinked. He didn't think he had spoken aloud.

Ginny's hazel eyes met his squarely. She rose gracefully to her feet. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Cussler."

"Are you threatening me?" Daniel asked, praying she was.

"I wouldn't waste my time."

"If this job is so wasting to your time, maybe you should leave."

Ginny spun back to face him. At seventeen she was five five, average height. Though Daniel was almost six feet, he felt the urge to cower before this small girl's feircely blazing eyes. "Excuse me?" She hissed.

Daniel, for once in his life acted his age. "Ginevra Weasley. You're fired."

Ginny stared at him. She resisted the urge to gouge out his eyes. "Too bad. I quit three days ago."

Daniel looked confused. "Huh? Why are you still here?"

Ginny walked over and took the box from the security gaurd. She opened her drawers. "It's called a two week notice. Most people are courteous enough to deliver them."

Ginny was lying. Through her teeth. She hadn't put in her two week notice. She had thought about it, but never acted. Luckily Daniel was stupid and wouldn't check.

Daniel looked furious at being beat at his own game. "I have lunch for an hour. Then I have a meeting til three. I expect you and your corrupted taint to be gone by then." With that he stalked off.

Ginny watched him, then waved off the gaurd who offered to help. With four hours, she was in no rush. She carefully placed all her odds and ends scattered across her desk into the box. She pulled open the drawer and piled what little she had in the box. Her hand closed around a bottle of whiskey and she had a terrible idea.

I shouldn't do it. She told herself. But, she wasn't likely to get another job soon anyway. WHo knows, the wizarding community might actually place her in higher estime.

She stood up and walked to her file cabinet. It was painfully empty. Daniel kept all of the documents in his office. She unhooked his key from her loop of keys and walked over to his office. She entered and opened his files. Ginny remembered every case she had helped on or solved during the six months she had worked there. It was childs play to gather up all the files and throw them in the trash can.

Daniel smoked, something Ginny abohred. She took the lighter he had gotten as a gift from a major client from his desk and faced the trash can full of papers.

Daniel did say to remove her corrupted taint.

Ginny lit the papers on fire.

Like all papers they burned quickly and Ginny had to mutter a spell to keep the smoke from reaching the fire system before she was finished. She picked up the coffee mug Daniel always used and filled it with 80 proof whiskey. She lit the whiskey on fire with the lighter, before tossing the plastic lighter into the burning trash.

Ginny poured the flaming whiskey onto the computer.

Like a good barrister, Daniel kept hard copies (printed copies) of all his cases. Printed files that were now burning merrily.

Ginny left the room and nodded to the gaurd, who couldn't see a thing. She uploaded a virus onto her company computer and walked out the front doors, box in hand, just as the fire department sirens began to wail.