July 19

"Only three more hours," Draco muttered as he showed Creevey for the twelfth time how to properly save the web page they had spent the last hour creating. The first time he did it, he had made the mistake of going all out and creating a beautiful web page. He had saved it then attempted to show the little rat how to save the page. Predictably, Creevey hadn't managed. Draco hadn't panicked. He had saved it as a back up file. But that wasn't the end.

Over the following ten minutes, Creevey managed to kill seven different files as well as three web pages. It was at that point, Draco broke out the heavy artillery. He used his flash drive.

Now, Draco was about ready to call it quits. This was the last thing he had to teach the kid and it was the one thing the boy kept getting wrong.

Draco nearly cried as the page came up. "Thank bloody god." He muttered.

"Now do I just-"

"DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!" Draco yelled. Creevey froze.

"This is the only time you've gotten this far and I will be damned if I let you screw it all up now. Now then, watch this..."

The tutelage of Creevey was supposed to be a five day thing. Draco was closing in on the tenth day.

"And now, you have it backed up. And," Draco pulled his flash drive from the computer. "If you happen to kill it again, I will send you a copy of it. You do remember how to open files, right?"

"Uh... right!"

Draco sighed, "Well that's it. That's all I have to teach you. That's all. I am going. I am gone!"

Hermione walked into the room at that point, holding a mug of tea. "Oh? Are you finally finished-"

She didn't get any further, for at that moment she tripped. Draco watched in horror as the entire mug of steaming tea fell onto the tower of the Dell, killing it more effectively than Creevey ever could.

"Oh! What...?" Hermione stuttered.

Draco sighed, "Granger, do you have another computer?"

August 4

Ginny glanced up from the magazine she was reading as Teddy bounded into the room. "Ginny!"

"Yes?"

"Phone!"

Ginny gave him a smile and made her way into the living room, taking the wireless phone from table. "Hello?"

"HELLO?"

Ginny put the phone as far from her ear as she could as Ron screamed into it.

"HELLO!? GINNY! CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

"Ronald Weasley! Stop yelling this instant. Give me that!" Hermione's voice suddenly filled the phone. "Ginny? Sorry about that. I still can't get him to work these things out."

"No problem, Mione. What do you need?"

"Well, Dennis needs someone to work out the new program his department got. Ron says you're the best with that sort of thing."

"What kind of program?" Ginny waved as Andromeda returned with the kids. They had gone out shopping for the fall.

"It's a graphic design program called Dazed or something..."

"DAZ? DAZ Studio?" Ginny prompted.

"That's the one. Well Dennis's trying to figure out the program. He wants to make an avatar or something."

"Okay, what do you need me to do?"

"Well, I was going to have you lock him up in a closet so he doesn't destroy the computer but I... think... I'm... too late..." Hermione replied sounding slightly distracted. "Yup, he's killed it."

Ginny looked at the phone for the first time and saw her friend was calling from her job.

"Do you know anyone who can draw us some specs?" Hermione asked.

Ginny was momentarily distracted as Lily and James began fighting. She pressed the phone to her ear with her shoulder and lifted James up and over her shoulder. She used the other arm and took Lily under it, carrying them into the kitchen.

"Well, I can try something. I'm not terribly good, but I can at least get you some conceptual sketches."

"That would be wonderful and-- RONALD WEASLEY! I ABSOLUTELY FORBID YOU TO TOUCH THAT COMPUTER!"

"But, Mione! It's dead!" Ron protested from the back ground.

"Ever heard of death spasms?"

"No..."

"I'll show you one if you touch it again. Sorry, Ginny. We just need a few pictures of some wizards. Witches too. We're looking for just an avatar or two."

"Sure thing, Mione. How big?"

"I don't really care. Thanks so much an-- DENNIS CREEVEY! I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE, IF YOU EVEN THINK OF TRYING THIS AGAIN I WILL TURN YOU INTO A TOAD AND I WILL NOT FIX IT!"

"Bye Mione."

"Bye Ginny, thanks again."

August 23

Ginny answered the phone groggily. "What?"

"Ginny! Did you do these pictures yourself?"

Ginny glared at the clock but got out of bed, making sure not to wake up Lily who had slept with her the night before. "Mione, it's six in the morning. I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Those avatars I had you draw a while back."

"Mione, that was almost a month ago. You're just getting to it?" Ginny replied with a yawn.

"I know, I know. But Ron's killed three computers and Dennis three. And then Colin came over and in the course of an afternoon killed all seven of our computers."

"I'm beginning to think God doesn't want the Wizarding World to be computerized."

"Tell me about it. But did you do these pictures? Seriously?"

"Yeah. I drew them. Sorry they aren't that great. Why?"

"Not that great? Ginny these are fantastic!"

"Really? I mean..."

"Ginny, have you ever considered doing this professionally?"

"I... I didn't think there was much of a market for any of it..."

"Are you kidding? Madam Malkin was looking at these the other day and she said she would be interested in commissioning you to do promotional sketches for her. And she said some of the others in Diagon Alley would be interested in it as well. You don't have to give up your current job. You could just do this as a side job."

Ginny bit her lip. It was a tempting offer. "Can I think about it some?"

"Think all you like. But do I have your permission to post the avatars? I'll credit you."

Ginny nodded then remembered Hermione couldn't see her. "Yeah, that'd be fine."

"Great. You still have that e-mail I set you up?"

"Yeah."

"Keep an eye on it. I'll post it as how to get in contact with you."

(A/N: You like it? I love writing for computer savvy Draco trying to teach Dennis and company. :3