"Craft"
Draco casually entered the gallery, a small bell jingling above the doorway. He crinkled his nose as he moved around. The arrangement of the space was entirely too cramped for him, much too unorganized. However, the artist was wonderful. In his head, he was already plotting how he would reorganize the space had he been the manager of this gallery.
"Hello!" A cheery voice greeted him when he reached a far back corner of the room, and he glanced in and then slowly did a double take from the gallery crowded full of work to the artist.
Ginny blinked at him from painting her latest craft, a child's toy box that she would later spell the figures to move position as toys were added and removed from the box.
He shook his head and moved on slowly, unaware of the glare Ginny was sending at his back. It was a wonder she managed to sell anything, he thought as he came to a boxed in aisle and was forced to turn around and trek back the way he had come. It was unfortunate, but he imagined she must like it this way, or she would most likely find someone to take care of this mess for her.
Draco left the store, still thinking about how he could portray her art in the best light. Maybe he'd come back later…
Day 55, Craft
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A/N: Well, I'm on my way again with this! I'm re-editing these as I go along so they won't be updated with any sort of schedule, it'll be as I finish them. :) I'm on winter break as of Friday though, so I should have plenty of time to finish these up. Thanks for reading & reviewing, I appreciate it!
