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Disclaimer: Credit goes to JK Rowling for the use of her characters and world... everything else that isn't her's in mine.


Chapter 2: Mornings

It was 5 am when Ginny's alarm sounded. Rolling over in her bed, she glared at the annoying thing. She had to get to the shop soon and get the morning batch of bagels and muffins that she has pre-made in the oven for the morning rush. Not to mention she needed to owl Malfoy; she wanted to know if he would come and get his order, or if she would have to owl it all to the Malfoy Manor instead.

With a heavy sigh, Ginny rolled out from under the warm comforter, to place her bare feet on the cold floor and make her way into the en suite. The reason Ginny even got this apartment was for this master bathroom. Having grown up with so many other people in the house having to share one bathroom does that to a girl. Going to Hogwarts and still sharing a bathroom with everyone didn't help either. As soon as she found out that her three bedroom apartment had a separate bathroom attached to the master bedroom was the moment that she signed the lease. She didn't care that it had his and her sinks and shower heads, or a large soak tub, she just cared that it was all just for her. It didn't matter that the second bathroom was a Jack and Jill for the two spare rooms. All that mattered is that even when she had visitors to fill those rooms, she had a bathroom all to herself.

After taking a quick shower, she got dressed and apparated to her store front to get her day going. She looked up at the sign on her shop and smiled. She had a lot of trouble coming up with a name and had to put all of her ideas into a hat and had her dear friend Luna Lovegood pull one out, and this is what she got. Red Bakery and Tea. She grew to love the name, as much as she had hated the nickname while in Healer school, it ended up suiting the store.

Ginny unlocked the doors, turned on the lights and made her way to the back kitchen. Pulling her wand out Ginny began to get everything out of the big fridge, and turned on the three ovens. She didn't use magic to make her dough, all of that she did by hand. But when it came to getting the day started, she always used it to get everything ready faster. Some day's she wished that she would give in and hire help for the front of the store so that she could only work back here in her oasis, but then she would miss interacting with customers.

With everything out and ready, Ginny greased up the muffin tins and got the bagels in the oven, before she went to the small table in the corner of the kitchen where she kept quill, ink, and parchment so that she could write to Draco Malfoy.


Draco hated the mornings of his mother's garden society parties. House elves were popping in and out everywhere around the manor to make sure that nothing was out of place, and his mother was always high-strung.

He decide that maybe he needed to find a place to live where his mother wasn't always present. He loves his mother dearly, but mornings like today he wanted to not be at home. Somewhere that when he got home from work he could kick off his shoes, throw his clothes to the floor the minute he got home, and not have his mother there to scold him for it. Maybe living somewhere with a warmer climate would be better, so that he could ride his broom more often, without having to cast a warming spell on himself. Maybe it was time to just contact a realtor and buy that summer home that his parents refused to buy all those years ago, because it was too close to the beach, and his mother had to have a garden bigger than just a few bushes and a small flower bed in the front.

Draco wrote a quick letter to the realtor that had helped sell the vacation home that his mother and father had bought. Narcissa hasn't even visited that home since his Father had passed away a year ago. If the house was still available, this man would know, if not then it looked like Draco was going to be spending time at the vacation home in Ireland that they did have. It was a big house for just him, but any home that he could act like himself and not always like the pureblood socialite his mother wanted him to be. After sending the letter off with his owl, he made his way down to the dinning room to join his mother for breakfast.

"Draco, did you get the baked goods and tea from the bakery?" Narcissa called to him as he walked into the dinning room for breakfast.

"The shop was closed when I went yesterday mother. I wrote Miss Weasley a letter and placed an order."

"Good, good, if you'll excuse me." She got up from the table and went to walk out of the room, before stopping and turning back to him. "Oh an owl came for you, and is still here in the sitting room."

"Thank you, mother." Draco poured himself some orange juice and ate his mushroom and steak omelet that the house elves brought to him.

After eating, Draco made his way to the sitting room to read the letter that was awaiting him. after a quick glance at the seal on the rolled up parchment, he knew exactly who it was from; Ginny Weasley.

Mr. Malfoy,

I have your order ready, would you like me to have it delivered or pick up?

-Ginny Weasley

Draco didn't even have to think about the question. He fed the owl and sent it away as he apparated to the young women's store.