A/N: I apologize for the shortness but its all I could get around too with summer and everything updates will tend to be slow and I'm sorry in advance… here's chapter 8 r&r!
Chapter 8
Ginny Weasley swallowed hard as she shifted weight onto her left foot. She was looking into cold grey eyes and mentally freaking out. Her mind was in overdrive hard enough so that she couldn't even hear her own thoughts clearly. She watched silently as his head processed what she had just babbled.
It was after work on Tuesday evening and she had walked directly to Malfoy Enterprises. She hadn't planned it at all yet she burst through the door so confidently and now here she was cowering in front of a man she didn't even know that well.
'You don't have to do this. You can walk out that door right now and never look back. Why should he care? And why are you even reporting back to him any how? You are your own self Ginevra Weasley, don't let the feud of two men catch you off guard!'
But for some reason Ginny felt like Draco Malfoy WAS helping her in his own odd I-don't-give-a-damn way.Willingly or not Ginny felt stuck to him, now she was in this feud so there is backing out now.Piercing through her thoughts like a knife cutting butter came the rage of Draco Malfoy, "YOU TOLD HIM WHAT!"
"Well… actually I… I um… See I asked him. It… well it… it was easier as… as a question…" Ginny stumbled over her words as she took a few steps back.
He took a moment to look at the frightened girl in front of him and sighed, slowly releasing his rage. He softened his tightened muscles and spoke in a more calming voice, "Weasley you can't just go around spilling this kind of information. Those documents are private. Private!"
Silently shrugging Ginny let herself out of his office and began her way trudging down the streets of Diagon Alley. It was a warm and humid eveningbut the streets appereared to be bare.Looking through shop windows she sighed at a beautiful dresses that she would never be able to buy on her own. Mommentarily forgetting about the Malfoy incident she could pictured herself twirling init along the red carpet.
"Ginevra look over here!"
"Over here!" the photographers would shout.
She would face them posing all elegantly as if she were a world-wide model and flash them an award-winning smile. Her expensive dress would sway against her perfect smooth/ tanned legs and her hair would flow amazingly down her back.
Although she hadn't realized it, Ginny had been dancing down the streets of Diagon Alley in a dream. Smiling dreamily and swaying like a millionaire Ginny was shocked as she collided with another figure and fell to the dry cobblestone ground, "Oh!"
"Ginny?" Startled Ginny's head shot up.
She placed her hands against her forehead, blocking the setting sun so she could get a better look at the boy in front of her. The handsome face that stared back at her was literally heart-stopping. She couldn't believe it. Quickly she began pinching her cheek hoping to wake up.
He laughed and grabbed her elbow assisting her back to her feet so they could properly get re-acquainted. He looked at the older girl and smiled a genuine smile. She had beautiful hair and a slim body, long legs, and a beautiful smooth face.
Ginny had tears in her eyes without any idea what from; joy, shock, fear, or embarrassment? "Why are you here!" She asked as more of an accusation than a friendly hello.
"I'm home for good." He spoke smoothly.
Combing his fingers through his hair he laughed nervously. This wasn't exactly how he had pictured meeting up with her. He was hoping to surprise her at work but she must have gotten off earlier than he thought.
"Why don't I assist you back to the Burrow?" He asked all gentlemen-like, holding out his hand to her.
Ginny too, gave a nervous laugh and nodded slipping her hand into his. Forgetting slightly about Alex and Malfoy.
"It's so great to see you Harry."
