Chapter Two: Drawings

Ginny sighed as the last first year was sorted into Ravenclaw. Professor Dumbledore stood up, and the students quieted into an awed hush. The Professor replied a short speech, reminding the students of the Forbidden Forest, as well as Hogsmeade. Ginny smiled at the prospect of going to Hogsmeade. She could possibly see Draco that weekend! It seemed the good professor droned on and on, and Ginny's mind began to drift to a not so distant memory of last summer.

Ginny sat at her small desk sketching absentmindedly, when none other than Draco Malfoy portaled into Jody's loft.

"Miss Virginia, we meet again. Working here still, I see, thanks in part to my lovely skills of persuasion and charm." Draco replied, complimenting himself. He walked over to Ginny's desk and leaned on the corner casually.

"I'm afraid Jody is not in right now, but I'm sure if you leave a message with me, she'll send an owl right back." Ginny replied like a recording, not even looking up at Draco.

"Yes, well, tell Jody I want to take her intern out to lunch."

"Excuse me?" Ginny replied throwing down her charcoal pencil.

"You heard me right. I know your not deaf Weasel."

"One question, that I have on my mind here Malfoy. Why are you asking me to lunch? It's clear that, yes I do owe you, but other than that, we should not be associating. I am an intern, you are a model. And besides, you never bothered to talk to me before I came to work here. What to do want from me?" Ginny said disgustedly,

"I don't want you. My other house, Mitchell Monaco, he's heard about you, and he wanted me to extend and invitation to you for this luncheon he's holding for up-and-comings to show their work at." He said.

"Ha, ha. Jody would kill me. Hermione would kill me. She's the one who got me this job in the first place! Besides, it's not like I'm serious about this. It's just musings of a bored teenaged girl." She replied, gesturing to a pile of colorful drawings of outfits for both witches and wizards.

"Do what you want, it's your career in the balance. It's Saturday afternoon, 1:30 at The Glass Wall Café. Paul Pearson has no place for an innovative young girl like you. That's why I'm dumping his contract whenever it's up in two months. I advise you to get out while you still can. Find a new, fresh label, for a new fresh girl." He replied, and quickly exited the room and turned down the hall. Jody came in just as he was leaving.

"Ginny, what did Draco Malfoy want?" Jody replied, her arms full of folded garments.

"Nothing, he had no message." She replied somewhat dreamily as she put her drawings away and walked over to help Jody dress the mannequins in the new designs just in from the seamstresses.

Ginny was snapped back to reality by Colin Creevy, who was waving his hand in front of her face, trying to get her attention.

"Ginny…Ginny? What's the matter with you today, first you were all spacey on the train, now you're not even eating! Is there something you would like to tell me?" Colin asked, worry thick in his voice.

"I'm fine Colin, really. I just have a lot on my mind lately, you know, it being our seventh year, and all." Ginny smiled softly, reassuring him. She placed some food on her plate and began to eat.

"Really, Ginny, you look lost, or lonely, or both. Do you need someone to talk to? Is it about Eammon, because I can talk to him for you-" He replied, putting his hand on top of Ginny's.

"Colin, I'm fine, really. Don't worry about me. Besides, I'm the one who broke up with him. I don't want him back." Ginny moved her hand out from under his and ate a fork full of chicken pot pie.