A/N: A long yet eventful chapter. I hope you like it. But I promise that the next chapter will have more action in it. This chapter is a tiny bit boring, plus I noticed that I write similar throughout my stories, (You know like ""Ginny said. OR ""Hermione said, walking towards the door.) If anyone, knows a way to fix that, PLEASE PM ME! Thank you! Now, let's get on with the chapter

Finally, around 10:50, a knock at the door came, making Harry practically run to the door. Ginny had been in his room since she left breakfast. Hopefully, with Teddy's presence, she would come out and at least talk to Teddy, let Harry know she was alive.

Harry flung the door open to reveal Andromeda holding Teddy on her hip.

"Hey, Harry, dear." Andy said smiling.

"Hello." Harry said cheerfully to Andy. Teddy, who was sucking on his pointer finger, now reached out for Harry, smiling. "Hey, Teddy." Harry said grabbing Teddy from Andy and placing him on his hip.

"He's been missing you. I think you two will have fun." Andy said smiling at her grandson.

"Would you like to come in?" Harry said opening the door wider.

"Sure." Andy said, taking a few steps into the flat. "How's Ginny's shoulder? Have you heard from her?" Andy asked politely.

"Oh, actually she's here." Harry said just as politely as Andy had asked.

"Really?"

"Right here." Ginny's voice came from the end of the hallway that led to the kitchen. Harry turned around to see Ginny's head peeking out from the doorway of the kitchen.

"Oh, Ginny, dear, how are you doing?" Andromeda asked as Ginny walked toward her, pulling her in for a hug.

"I've been better; I've been worse." Ginny said with a half smile.

"I must say when that Bludger hit you, my heart skipped a beat."

"Mine did too, trust me." Ginny joked turning to the baby that was behind her in Harry's arms. Still avoiding his gaze, Ginny bent down to be level with Teddy.

"And how are you today, Teddy?" She asked in a baby voice. He gave a small chuckle, and then reached out for Ginny.

"Oh, we're playing pass the baby now aren't we?" Andromeda asked in a similar baby voice to Ginny's.

"Sorry, Teddy but I can't pick you up today; my arm won't be able to handle it." Ginny said giving an apologetic look to the fourteen month old. Ginny turned back to Andromeda, trying to make conversation for a bit longer.

"So, when do you get cleared to play?" Andy asked kindly.

"We're not sure, yet. The healers only gave me my pain killers, and I have a follow up in about a week. Hopefully, then." Andy nodded than glanced at her wrist watch.

"Oh, I have to go run some errands. Hopefully he won't be too much to handle. He's been a bit cranky since yesterday, and I haven't the clue why." She said taking a step out of the flat.

"I think we'll get to the bottom of it for you." Harry said brushing some of the fine, blue hair out of Teddy's face.

"Alright, I'll see you on Saturday, to pick him up." She said giving one last fleeting look to Harry and Ginny then fully leaving. Harry slowly closed the door of his flat and locked it. It had been a habit of his to lock the doors when Teddy was there for a while now.

"Well, Teddy, what are we going to do today?" Harry asked the little boy who went back to sucking his pointer finger. Ginny had turned around and was now walking back down the hall to the kitchen.

Harry took a deep breath then started to do the same. Once he got into the kitchen he found Ginny, pouring the pitcher of water into a glass with only her left arm.

"Ginny, you know, avoiding me isn't going to solve anything." Harry said setting Teddy down in the high chair he had for him.

"I'm not avoiding you." She said simply, not looking up from the glass of water.

"Really, then why did you stay in my room for about an hour? Why did you leave breakfast? Why aren't you looking at me?" Harry said walking up next to her. Ginny took a deep breath, rolled her eyes, and then turned to face Harry. She looked up into his eyes, and gave him a sarcastic grin.

"I stayed in your room for an hour because that's how long it takes me, usually, to get ready for the day. I left breakfast early because I was finished and I wasn't hungry. I avoided looking at you because you're just not very happy right now." Harry sighed.

"I'm not mad at you. I'm just confused." Harry defended.

"About what?" Ginny said annoyed. He really was starting to get on her nerves.

"Your appetite."

"Harry, I've said this how many times? I'm fine." Her volume was growing.

"Well, obviously not since I haven't seen you eat a full meal since I came out of the hospital." Harry's volume was starting to get louder as he spoke as well.

"What's the problem with me not being hungry?" Ginny yelled.

"Nothing. It's the fact that you haven't been hungry even though you're not eating!"

"Harry, I'm okay." Ginny said closing her eyes to calm down her frustrations. But, Teddy started to cry because of the drama. Harry took a deep breathe and turned to Teddy.

"Its okay, Ted." He whispered, picking the baby up from the high chair. Ginny took a deep breathe and grabbed her purse off of the counter.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked, in a regular tone of voice.

"I'm going to Hermione's." Ginny stated harshly, grabbing her potions and putting them in her purse.

"Why? Like I said avoiding me isn't going to solve anything." Harry said walking closer to her.

"I'm not avoiding you. I just need some time." Ginny said walking into the living room.

"Ginny." Harry called after her. But she had already flooed to Hermione's flat.


"Hermione?" Ginny called into the flat.

"Ginny? Is that you?" Hermione called from the kitchen. Ginny walked into the kitchen, where the voice came from.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Hermione asked once she saw Ginny's face. It almost seemed…broken? Ginny took a deep breathe, trying to keep the tears from coming.

"I don't know what to do." She said simply.

"What happened?" Hermione asked getting up from her seat and leading Ginny to the kitchen table.

"I don't even know." Ginny said, with her voice cracking near the end.

"Is it about Harry?" Ginny nodded, "What happened?"

"Well, it wasn't him. It was me." Ginny said wiping her eyes. "He was really sweet and cooked me a really nice breakfast, and was as loving as he usually is. But, I only ate about three bites of it and that was about it. Then he asked me why I wouldn't eat in front of him and I told him that it wasn't him. Because it's not him. It's me." She said sniffling.

"Don't tell me that you're…" Hermione trailed off.

"No, no, no, I'm still a virgin, don't worry." Ginny said wiping mascara with a tissue.

"Than why aren't you eating? And…why are you being so temperamental?" Hermione asked worried. Ginny stared out the window of Hermione's flat. "Don't tell me it's from that article." Ginny looked back at Hermione.

"Ginny, I thought we learned by now that Witch Weekly has no idea what they're talking about."

"But for once they're right." Ginny said.

"No, they're not. Harry doesn't think that—"

"I know he doesn't but they do."

"And since when did you care about what they think of you. They're heartless reporters."

"Yes, but they're also reporters that have eyes." Ginny said standing up. "I need to go."

"Where?"

"I don't know." Ginny said apperating. Hermione stopped in her tracks. Of course, leave it to Ginny to do something like this. Hermione went to the living room and went straight to the fireplace.

"Harry's flat." She yelled before disappearing from green flames.


"Teddy, please stop crying." Harry kept telling the blue haired boy who was basically screaming in his arms.

"Harry." A voice rang from across the room. Harry jumped, he turned quickly, but as soon as he saw Hermione's face, his smile faded away. "Well, sorry to disappoint you."

"No, sorry Hermione, but…hey isn't Ginny at your flat?"

"She just left." Hermione seemed serious.

"Well, where did she go?"

"I don't know, she just left because I wasn't being much of a service to her."

"So why did you come here?" Harry asked loudly so she could hear him over the screams of Teddy. Hermione sighed as she walked up to Harry and grabbed Teddy out of his arms. Almost immediately, Teddy's screams turned into regular cries.

"Unbelievable." Harry said shortly.

"Anyways, I came here to tell why Ginny hasn't been eating." Harry immediately perked up.

"Let me put Teddy down for his nap first." Harry said grabbing the baby and walking quickly to the room where Teddy stayed. It took around ten minutes for Harry to finally get Teddy to be quiet. Now, Hermione and Harry were sitting at the kitchen table.

"So, was Ginny angry with me?" Harry asked nervously.

"No, she was angry with herself." Hermione said.

"Well, why hasn't she been eating? It's really worrying me."

"Well, you don't look at Witch Weekly do you?" Hermione asked skeptically.

"No, that's a witch's magazine." Harry assured her.

"Well, about a week ago, they wrote an article about Ginny."

"What about her?"

"Well, they wrote about how she's the youngest of the Holyhead Harpies, yet she's the heaviest of the Holyhead Harpies. Which is complete nonsense. And even if she weighs more than them it's because she's mostly muscle." It all started to click.

"So, she's starving herself to lose weight?" Harry asked, not believing what he was hearing.

"No, I don't think she's starving herself. I think she's eating at a lower rate than she used to. So, basically that means a yogurt for breakfast, a small lunch, and maybe a few bites of dinner."

"But that's insane; she's one of the skinniest girls I know in the first place, why is she trying to become skinnier?"

"I think she sees herself as bigger even though no one else does. It really was just an arrogant reporter just coming up with something else for the Wizarding world to not like her for." Harry sat there trying to think everything over.

"I need to find her." He said.

"I'll stay with Teddy, check her flat first. I don't know why but I feel like she went there." Hermione called as Harry grabbed his jacket and apparated.


"Ginny?" Harry called into the empty living room. He glanced around the room, no red head to be found. He quickly walked through Ginny's flat, checking every room and, for some reason, every closet. She wasn't there. He disapparated again.


"Hello?" Harry called into the living room.

"Harry, dear?" Mrs. Weasley walked into the living room. "What's wrong?"

"I can't find Ginny, did she come here?" Harry asked hopefully. Mr. Weasley had just walked into the room to join his wife.

"No. What happened?" Mr. Weasley replied.

"Well, we got into an argument and she left my flat. I'll let you know more when I find her."

"Is everything alright?" Mrs. Weasley asked scared.

"It's about an article that was written about her in Witch Weekly." Harry said quickly.

"The one that called my baby girl fat?" Mrs. Weasley asked angrily.

"Yes. She wasn't eating because of it and then I think I annoyed her with questions about why she wasn't. She left after Teddy started to cry."

"Are you two alright?" Mr. Weasley asked seriously.

"I'm hoping." Harry said carefully.

"Alright, bring her home safe, please." Mrs. Weasley called after Harry disapparated to Diagon Alley.


"Hannah." Harry rushed over to the blonde girl who was serving drinks at the Leaky Cauldron.

"Oh, Hello Harry." She said cheerfully. "What can I do for you?"

"Did Ginny come here?" Harry asked quickly.

"Yes. But she left a little while ago." Hannah said seriously.

"Do you know where to?" Harry asked.

"Oh, she said that she was going to her favorite place in the world. Where ever that is." Hannah muttered.

Favorite place in the world…Harry thought to himself, where's Ginny's favorite place in the world?


"Harry! Come on!" Ginny said grabbing the hand of her boyfriend.

"Ginny, I'm coming." Harry laughed as Ginny was pulling him by the hand, along the lake.

"Well, I only have an hour before I have to go to the library and I don't want to waste time!" Ginny said letting go of her boyfriend's hand and taking off at a run to their oak tree.

"Okay, I'm coming." Harry said running after her.

Ginny had finally stopped and took a seat under the shade of the oak tree. Harry wasn't far behind, soon he took a seat right next to her.

"Finally. Could you be anymore slow?" Ginny teased.

"Hey, you didn't say go. You had a head start." Harry said leaning back against the tree. "Why do we always sit under this tree, yet there are so many others along the way?" Harry finally asked.

"Because it's close to being my favorite place in the world." Ginny said staring up at the leaves that were hanging off the branches.

"Close to?" Harry asked confused.

"Yes close to. It just needs one more thing before becoming my favorite."

"And what is that?" Harry asked smiling. Ginny turned around to face the tree and took out her wand. She muttered a charm in her head and started to whish her wand and drew an engraving on the tree

HP + GW = Forever

"Now it's my favorite place in the world." Ginny said smiling at her boyfriend.

"Mine too." He said staring at the engraving.

"Hey Harry." She said smiling a devious smile.

"What?"

"Go." She yelled before running off.

"Hey, that's not fair, you got another head start!" Harry yelled before chasing after her.


Harry pulled himself out of his thoughts. The tree.

"Thank you Hannah!" He said before basically running out of the Leaky Cauldron. How was he going to get to Hogwarts? He walked through Diagon Alley, trying to find some ideas. Until…

"Hey Harry!" A voice came from behind him. Harry turned around.

"Neville. How are you doing mate?"

"Good, just came for a lunch break from training. How about you?"

"I'm doing alright. Wait, what are you training for?" Neville blushed a little.

"Well, Professor Sprout is retiring this year. Through out the summer I've been training to become the Herbology teacher at Hogwarts."

"That's fantastic, Neville. You've always been good in Herbology."

"Thanks Harry. So, what about being an Auror? Have you been back yet?" Neville asked cheerfully.

"No, I can't go back for another six days." Harry said. Then it hit him. "Neville, where are you training at?"

"Hogwarts, of course."

"Do you think that you could take me there?" Neville looked around and nodded.

"Yes, but why?"

"I think Ginny's there and I need to go talk to her." He said seriously.

"Oh, I thought I was imagining things when I saw a red headed girl running out of the castle. I just thought I was going mad though. Here I can take you now." Neville said holding out his arm. He was the very few people who had the privilege of apperating to Hogwarts over the summer. Though, he could only apparate to the Headmistress' office.


"Ah, Longbottom, and …Potter?" Professor McGonagall observed as the two boys appeared in front of her desk.

"I'm sorry, Professor, but did Ginny Weasley come here?"

"Why, yes, just a little over an hour ago. Why?" She said setting her quill down.

"Well, I need to talk to her. Do you mind if I find her? I think I know where she is." McGonagall gave him a cautious look then nodded. "Thank you, Professor."

"Potter." She called to Harry before he completely left her office. "I think, being adults, you can call me Minerva." She said.

"Sorry, Professor, but I don't think I will call you Minerva." Minerva nodded slowly before Harry completely disappeared.


Harry almost ran down the corridors of the Hogwarts castle. He gave a small wave to Nearly Headless Nick, and a nod to Peeves, but kept walking. He didn't feel like making any conversations with the ghosts until he talked with Ginny. He finally made it to the front entrance of the Hogwarts castle. He didn't take even a second to look around; he simply kept walking toward the Black Lake.

It wasn't until he saw a person, with long, red hair, sitting against the farthest oak tree, did he start running. The closer and closer he got to the tree the more he could make out her features. He slowed down when he noticed that she had her eyes closed. As if she was sleeping. But, it wasn't until he got to her, that he noticed she was asleep.

"Ginny." Harry said crouching down next to her and placing his hand on her shoulder. Her left shoulder; the good shoulder. She still was asleep. "Ginny." He said shaking her a bit. She jerked awake, at first she smiled at Harry's presence, but then her eyes went wide and her smile faded.

"Please, Ginny, listen to me. I don't want you to be mad at me. Especially if I'm not mad at you." He said.

"I'm not mad at you."

"And I don't want you to be disappointed in yourself either." Ginny paused for a moment then cleared her throat.

"Why would you think I am?" She asked staring out at the Black Lake.

"Because I know about the load of rubbish the Witch Weekly calls an article." He said taking a seat next to her.

"Oh, you heard about that? Or…did Hermione tell you?" Ginny asked looking at him.

"Maybe a bit of both. But I was starting to expect it anyway." Ginny sighed and rested her head on his shoulder.

"What am I doing, Harry?" She muttered.

"I don't know, Gin. But you're worrying me." She lifted her head from Harry's shoulder.

"Do you think…I mean, well am I…Uh…never mind." She said staring down at her sling.

"Gin, you're beautiful, wait, no, that doesn't even describe you; you're just gorgeous. You're the reason I wake up every morning. Well, you and Teddy, but that's for a different reason." Ginny chuckled as Harry confused himself. "Gin, I still can't believe that you'd fall for that garbage from Witch Weekly. Obviously the bloke who wrote that didn't have eyes, and if it wasn't a bloke, then obviously they're just jealous of you."

"Thanks Harry." Ginny whispered and rested her head on his shoulder again.

"Hey Gin." Harry said smiling. She lifted her head confused. Harry smiled at her then yelled, "Go!" He got up and started running off.

"Hey! Potter! That's not fair!" Ginny said trying to get up with the help of her left arm and running after him.


Harry and Ginny apparated to Harry's flat, laughing. Once Ginny had finally caught up to him, she had remembered that the situation was sort of déjà vu. It wasn't until Harry reminded her that she had pulled the same trick on her not too long ago.

Harry unlocked the front door, and walked into the kitchen with Ginny by his side. But wasn't greeted by the calm, serene Hermione he left with the baby. He was greeted with a stressed out Hermione holding a screaming baby.

"There you are! He won't be quiet!" Hermione yelled over his screams. Ginny took a seat at the kitchen table then reached for Teddy with her left arm. Hermione walked over to Ginny and placed Teddy on her lap.

"Hi, Teddy." Ginny whispered. And Teddy's cries completely vanished and a smile played on his face. Ginny looked up at the two who were watching her in amazement.

"Only Ginny can do that." Hermione whispered to Harry's ear. "We figured that out while you were…out." Harry nodded but kept his eyes on the baby that was now laughing as his Aunt Ginny was making faces to him. "I had to cast a silencing charm because your neighbors were getting a bit, uh, annoyed."

"I can only imagine." Harry murmured.

"I have to go, Ron promised me that we were going to go to a muggle Library today so I can check out some books I've wanted to read for a while." Hermione said giving Harry a fleeting hug.

"Of course." Ginny whispered.

"Bye, Teddy. See you later, Ginny." Hermione said putting her hand on her left shoulder.

"Bye, Hermione." Ginny smiled up to her best friend.

Hermione left the kitchen and flooed out of the living room. Harry took a seat across from Teddy and Ginny and watched them lovingly. But, soon, Teddy, being the baby he is, grabbed the strap of Ginny's sling and pulled. He must have thought it was a toy. Ginny winced at the pain that came; Harry quickly stood up and picked Teddy up off of Ginny's lap. Ginny quickly grabbed her shoulder then reached for her purse to get her potions.

She quickly took out the box of pills, the potion labeled '24', and the potion labeled '6'. She quickly took all of the medicines without whining until she sat back down.

"I swear, I hate being helpless. I just want the bloody sling off before Teddy turns two!"

"You'll have it off by next week. I'm sure of it." Harry said, as Teddy grabbed hold of one of his ears. Ginny laughed as Harry tried to pull his hand off, but was miserably failing. "By the way, how are you feeling? Do you want to go to family dinner?" Harry asked.

"Sort of."

"Why 'sort of'?"

"Well I don't want them to see me all helpless and in a sling."

"I knew that was coming." Harry muttered.

"You know, I hate people asking me if I need help, or worse, them actually helping me. I'm not a child I can take care of myself. I just," Ginny took a deep breathe. "I already know mum is going to keep asking me if I need her to get me something."

"Then tell her that you're okay."

"Harry, when you were looking for me, did you go to the Burrow?" Ginny asked quizzically. Harry gave her an absentminded smile and slowly nodded. "By any chance, did you tell them that I haven't been eating?" Ginny questioned.

"Maybe. But, I think that they were expecting it as well."

"How?"

"They know about the Witch Weekly article." Ginny slapped her hand onto her forehead.

"Great. Not only will I hear mum yell at me for playing in the game after getting injured, but I also get to hear her call me peaky, and shove food down my throat." Ginny whined.

"We don't have to go if you don't want to." Harry laughed.

"But I need to. I haven't gone to one of those in what feels like weeks." She said scratching the top of her head.

"Then we'll go. But we still have a while before that. Maybe your shoulder will make a miraculous recovery by then." Harry joked, setting Teddy into the high chair.

"Yeah, sure, after what just happened, that seems like a possibility." Ginny stated while standing up and walking up to the pantry. "Do you want any popcorn?"

"Oh, so now you're hungry?" Harry asked. Ginny looked back and gave him a mock scowl.

"Don't test me, Potter." Harry sniggered for a moment, then cleared his throat.


Hours passed by, playing with Teddy, and carrying on random conversations, before the couple, plus the baby, left for dinner. Ginny fixed her make up and redid her hair so she looked decent for her family, while Harry just waited in the living room, watching Teddy crawl around the room.

"Alright, do I look okay?" Ginny finally asked, coming out of the bathroom.

"You looked fine before." Harry muttered, but nodded.

"Hey, I just want to look presentable." Ginny defended before walking up to the fireplace. "THE BURROW!" She yelled before a green flame appeared and Ginny was gone.


"Hello? Mum?" Ginny called.

"Ginny?" Her mum called, running into the living room. "Are you okay?" Her mum asked while gently hugging her daughter.

"Mum, I'm fine." Ginny said, but just then Harry had flooed into the living room.

"Hey Harry. Oh, and hello to you too, Teddy!" Mrs. Weasley said taking the little boy out of Harry's hands. Mrs. Weasley started to walk with Teddy out of the living room and into the kitchen, talking in a childish voice for Teddy's entertainment. Ginny glanced back at Harry, smiling.

"Only her." Ginny whispered before grabbing Harry's hand and following her mum.

"Hey, Ginny!" Bill greeted from the table. "How's the shoulder?" He hadn't seen her since the game; he didn't go to St. Mungo's because Victoire was getting a bit cranky.

"Getting better. But, earlier today, Teddy yanked on the sling, and it hurt for a little bit, but other than that, it's fine." Bill nodded. But, then another couple, Percy and Audrey, came through the fireplace. Soon after arrived George and Angelina, and Ron and Hermione. Mrs. Weasley set the table, and everyone took their seats to eat.

"So, Ginny, how's the arm?" Ron asked, stuffing his face with mashed potatoes. Hermione, of course, watched him, a little embarrassed of his eating habits.

"It's okay, how's yours?" Ginny asked sarcastically. But, Ron furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at his arm and swallowed.

"Nothing's wrong with it." He stated confused.

"Oh, good." Ginny responded as if she was actually looking for an answer. Ginny took a spoonful of mashed potatoes out of the bowl and plopped it on her plate.

"So, you're eating again?" Mrs. Weasley asked, unable to contain the question. Ginny looked up a little taken back but at the same time, a little embarrassed.

"Yes, I got a little sense knocked into me, I guess." Ginny said, grabbing Harry's hand under the table. Mrs. Weasley smiled then continued to eat her food.

"So, what's been happening at Gringotts, Bill?" Mr. Weasley asked, creating conversation after the awkward silence.

"Well, there was an attempt on breaking in yesterday. Nothing was stolen, yet he didn't get passed the lobby guards. Apparently, they asked for his wand as identification, and he didn't have it. They're still trying to figure out what was so valuable they wanted to steal."

"Oh, I guess I'll be hearing about that tomorrow." Ron said taking another forkful of salad and shoving into his mouth.

"Yes, I think that some aurors are scheduled to come tomorrow to investigate." Bill told Ron.

"Yay." Ron cheered sarcastically.

"What? You don't want to go to work?" Bill asked.

"No. I like being an auror. But I don't want to stray off from the Rowle case."

"And exactly how far have you gotten since Harry was attacked the second time?" George asked curiously.

"Well, we, uh, we found that…Harry's definitely his target." Ron listed.

"I thought we already knew that." Harry muttered.

"And we figured out that he's trying to build up another army, but isn't as successful as ol' Snake eyes was." Harry looked up, annoyed.

"So, he's trying to create another war? Like that ended well for them the last time." Harry stated aggravated.

"I know, mate." Ron said calmly.

"I just don't understand why those people don't give it a rest. He even told me that they would get tortured by Voldemort, so he wants to fight in his honor. Because, you know, that makes sense."

"Harry, they're death eaters for crying out loud. Who ever said that they were logical?" Ginny piped in.

"She's right." George reasoned.

"How about we change the subject?" Mrs. Weasley chipped in. Not that it was boring, or inappropriate, but they had wasted many Sunday dinners away buy talking about work and she didn't care for it.

Everyone sat in silence for a few moments, not knowing how to start a conversation back up again.

"What about the shop, George?" Hermione asked finally.

"We just got another shipment of Hair Changing Bubble Gum."

"I'm afraid to ask what that is." Ginny said nervously.

"It's nothing too dangerous. It literally changes the color of your hair when you chew it. The color is unpredictable, though. I'm trying to find out a way to make it so that it's on the package but as of right now, all of the packages are labeled 'Mystery color'."

"Do you still sell those Umbridge figurines?" Ron asked amused.

"We still have them, but they're a smaller stock now. Not many people understand the humor of them anymore. I bet anyone who went to Hogwarts while she was there would find it at least funny. But the new children, and the adults just think of it as a doll of a former Ministry employee."

"I'd get that." Bill said, "I still don't understand how they were funny. But I'm sure that if I knew everything that she did while teaching, I'd find them hilarious."

"I think that they'll soon diminish off of our shelves." George finally admitted. "Oh, and I forgot to mention, I've got a huge demand for another action figure, though."

"Now, I'm afraid to ask." Mrs. Weasley questioned.

"Well, the first time a customer asked me if I had them in stock, I told her that I don't think I'll ever. But then, more and more people were asking for them, and soon I just had to tell them I'd order them."

"George, who is it?" Angelina asked.

"Ginny Weasley." George said, smiling wide at Ginny.

"Me?" Ginny asked astonished.

"Well, I don't think that there's another Ginny Weasley on earth."

"But, why? I've only played one game…and that game was yesterday!"

"Yes, and right after the game, and throughout the day today, the demand for them has gone through the roof. I suspect that they want your action figure because of how great of a Quidditch player you turned out to be. No one suspected it." George leaned back in his chair.

"Yeah, I must say. You blew me away. I had never seen you actually play, and it was something to watch." Bill piped up.

"I never thought you had it in you." Percy chipped in.

"But, that's mad. How many customers have asked?" Ginny was now just plain curious.

"Around thirty to forty. I lost count."

"Oh, well that's not that many."

"Yes, but that was in two days. Multiply that by three and a half and you get around 120 pending sales a week. That's an opportunity I'm taking."

"You don't even need to get my permission?" Ginny asked quizzically.

"I was getting to that…Ginny, please?" George gave her an innocent smile.

"Why should I?" She teased.

"Because I'm your favorite brother, and it'll help your image."

"But, you played all those pranks on me through out the years. I'm not sure if you deserve it." She said innocently.

"But, Ginny, you don't understand. That was before I learned that you were a top notch Quidditch player that was going to make me a ton of money." George clasped his hand and gave her puppy eyes.

"Oh, well, when you put it that way…I'm still not convinced." Ginny mocked.

"What? Er,…I'll give you a percentage of the profits." Ginny put her elbow on the table, and rested her head in her palm, drumming her fingers on her chin, as if she was thinking everything over.

"I don't need money." George looked at her wide eyed.

"I'll…give you a discount on every item in the store." Ginny leaned back in her chair and looked at the ceiling.

"Nah."

"I'll give you access to the back closet, you know, the merchandise that hasn't been released yet." Ginny hummed and swayed her head like she was contemplating things.

"I dunno. I'm not much of a prankster, so I don't know if that'd be any use to me." George rolled his eyes.

"What do you want?"

"I dunno. It's you who wants me to give you permission to use my face and name. You have to come up with the appealing offer."

"I'll name my first child after you." George spat out, without thinking of what he was offering.

"Ew, no. We don't want anymore Ginny Weasleys running around. The world wouldn't be able to take it." Ginny stated.

"Ginny, just tell the man that he can sell your action figure and move on. This is going to take all night." Ron interrupted the conversation.

"No, this is important, Ron. It's almost life and death. I mean, I totally care about this, I need to make sure that I'm not getting sabotaged." Ginny dramatically, and most definitely sarcastically, exasperated.

"Wait, so do you care or don't you care?" George asked confused.

"No, you can do whatever you want. I never said you had to bribe me." She said cutting her chicken.