A/N: Ok.Sorry this took so long but I've been a little bit Busy and extremely lazy. So with those two things in mind plus writers block it just isn't good at all. Anyways here's the next part. There will be more hopefully sooner then this one. Oh yeah, 500 points to Ginny's Angel for pointing out that the toaster thing wasn't from a book but from Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Enjoy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ginny pushed back her chair and extended her hand across the glass tabletop. "Seamus, Christien, it's always a pleasure."

"The pleasure was all ours fin. Great designs. I'm sure Mr. C will be pleased with what he sees." Seamus replied with a smile as he shook Ginny's hand.

The handsome dark haired man stood lever with Seamus' shoulder. "Oui, C'est vrai. Merci beaucoup." He paused and looked over at her boss, Marcus. "I do 'ope we can do dis again. We will 'ave to stay in touch." His eyes flickered between Finny and her boss. His eyes finally settling on Marcus, "You will be 'earing from me very soon." Shaking hands they leave the conference room.

"By the love of God Virginia, if I keep getting him on by men I will snap! No joke this time." A hand on his hip while the other tapped lightly against his thigh.

Ginny chuckled and gathered up her papers. "That's what you always say. But you never do snap when one of the men had a large amount of influence with a potential investor." She glanced quickly over her shoulder. "I'll be right back. I have to go be an escort." With that she ticked her papers under her arm and ran down the hall and through the glass doors, where the tall blonde Seamus and the dark Christien had disappeared. "Seamus!" She called out only slightly out of breath.

Seamus stopped and turned around watching the elegant figure of Virginia Weasley run towards him in heeled sandals. "Don't you ever make me have to run after you in these shoes again." Seamus critically eyed her shoes, up her shapely ankle and continued his surveying with a small satisfied smile.

"I wouldn't dream of it. They really do suit you." She raised an eyebrow with amusement. "Actually everything about you just suits. You've changed quite a bit since your first year at Hogwarts." his eyes twinkling at Ginny.

"So have you from what Ron tells me. I thought we were friends though! How could you bring up those dreaded days of first year? It would have been much nicer if you had said, 'they really do suit you. Don't you agree Christien?'" She said with a wink towards Christien.

"You have no manners. Je suis désolé. I 'ave tried time and time again to teach dis lunk of a man to be polite and nothing -I mean nothing! - 'As worked. 'E gives me a very bad 'eadache some days." His perfectly arranged hair swaying slightly with the shake of his head and glance of despair directed towards Seamus. Seamus just shook his head and grinned.

"What can I say? I'm stuck in my ways. Anyway," He said as he turned to face Ginny. "What brings you running down the hall after me? I know I'm good looking but I didn't think I inspired someone such as yourself to chase after me in you're precious shoes." He said somewhat mockingly.

Ginny lightly punched him on his arm. "You really don't know what to shut up do you? Anyways Ron asked me to invite you over for dinner on Friday. He knew I was going to see you and kindly reminded me about the reunion dinner." She tilted her head slightly to the side watching him. "You are coming right?"

Seamus laughed and pulled her arm through his and started walking down the hall once again. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." He paused mid-step before continuing. "Draco Malfoy wouldn't be coming by chance would he?"

Ginny's smile tightened and her eyes lost some of their sparkle. "I'm afraid he won't be. If he did it probably wouldn't be the best thing for his health." Seamus' eyes widened as her meaning came across. He gently squeezed her hand.

"Good bye Ginny, see you on Friday. Well Christien, we should be off. Mr. C wanted the contracts send over today, and I still have to introduce you to Dean. He was my closest mate when I went to Hogwarts." He started rambling as he dragged the wild-eyed Christien out of the building into the apparition zone.

Ginny sighed as she watched them walk out of the building. She rubbed her neck slowly with one hand and tilted her head to each side stretching. "One more hour and then I can go home." She muttered absently to herself. 'Or maybe not.' She thought to herself. Her footsteps clicked through the hallway where she had ran through mere minutes before. She peeked into the conference room and saw that it was empty. 'Why the hell can't Marcus every stay in one place? If he's not finding something wrong with his designs it's sneaking off to get some coffee. That's the last thing he needs!' her thoughts even sounding slightly bitter to herself.

"Marcus, put the mug down and step away from the coffee pot." She said calmly as she learned against the doorway of the coffee room. Marcus spin around and defiantly gulped the last bit of coffee from the mug. He let out a satisfying smack with his lips and smiled.

"I'm afraid you're to late my dear. Now you'll just have to join me tonight at Sphinx tonight." The smile stretching even wider as he continued, "You wouldn't want me to start doing something stupid and put the whole label in jeopardy." He picked up the coffee pot and poured himself another cup. "Now since you can't stop me I think we should discuss the meeting." He walked out of the room and down the hallway into an office completely enclosed by windows. His large mahogany desk takes up a greater part of the floor space in his classic but simple office. "Good God Ginny, why do I keep letting my desk get so cluttered? That is what my secretary is for." He complained.

A young woman with long flowing black hair walked into the room holding a stack of paper. "I am not a secretary. I am an administrative assistant." She glanced at Ginny quickly, "Though I can't really say you're someone with an administrative position. You're mother called, she wants to know if you want horizontal or vertical stripes for your socks. Donald Garelding would like you to return his calls, could you please tell him that I have better things to do then arrange you're social life. Oh and Anubis is expecting you to bring him something shiny. I didn't ask." She paused for breath and handed him the stack of paper. "Read these over and put your signature or approval on it. As usual you just have to wave your wand over it." She glanced at her watch and smiled. "My day is done. Have a good evening." With that she walked out the door and the room was once again silent.

"Well she certainly is efficient. Now why does Anubis want something shiny?" Ginny said with a look of curiosity upon her face.

"She's too efficient. And I've finally gotten Anubis out of his country club phase. A club owner should not go around with a sweater tried around his neck. Especially with his jackal head, the look just doesn't work with him." Marcus shrugged. "Anyways the meeting seemed to have gone well. I think it's safe at assume that we'll be hearing from Mr. Finnigan about his 'Mr.C's' decision. I want to see the Donnelly label in Paris. If we can achieve that then who knows the possibilities." He stopped as his stomach growled. "And it's time we were off to Sphinx. You don't have a choice now you know."

Ginny laughed and stood up. "I know I don't have a choice. Besides I was going to leave in five minutes if you kept on talking about your fashion take over of the world. Really you're almost as bad as Ron with your obsessions. You with your world dominance and Ron with his Canons, I don't think you'll grow out of it any time soon. Anyways we should go if you have to bring Anubis something shinny." And with that they went off to The Sphinx.

The Sphinx was like any other nightclub in London. Well not quite because outside the door there was a sarcophagus with a rather large mummy blocking the door. Marcus slapped the mummy on the arm in greeting, "Hey Max, busy night tonight?" The mummy nodded and turned his head slowly towards Ginny.

"Why is he so happy? He does know the riddle was changed today right?" Max paused to think for a moment. "So that's why he brought you. You don't take very long at finding out the answer. It usually takes him at least half an hour."

Ginny mockingly glared at Marcus. "I guess that is why he was so insistent about my coming here. So what's the riddle this week?"

"I'll give you an easy one this time. Even he could figure it out.hopefully." He said with a jerk of his heat towards Marcus. "What has fours legs, then two legs then three legs?" Max asked looking expectantly at Marcus, who just looked puzzled in response. Max sighed and turned towards Ginny, "I suppose it was to much to expect huh? Well you don't want to stand out here any longer without a coat." He shook his head and muttered. "Oh all things for her to forget it's her coat."

"A man or the more politically correct response would be a person." Max uncrossed his arms ceremoniously and steps aside as the sarcophagus shrank slowly back into the wall and to the side.

"Have a good night Max." Marcus said as they passed underneath the threshold. "How the hell could that be a man? A dog or a bear I could see but not a man." The handsome brunette complained.

"First as a baby crawling, then as a man walking upright then when you're old and need to walk with a cane. The cane is the third leg by the way." Marcus nodded with understanding. "Glad it makes sense." Ginny looked around the room with a sigh. "No live band tonight, that's a shame. Where to mon ami?" She asked curiously.

"Why do you always start speaking in French when we come here?" Marcus whined. "I tell you it's not natural for someone to start babbling in two languages."

"So now I'm not natural. I'll tell you something Mister, I'm one hundred percent natural thank you very much." Ginny said with a flip of her hair and an easy smile. Marcus smiled back at her with satisfaction. 'Well it seems her thoughts are off whatever ruined her day after lunch.' He thought.

Sphinx was an interesting place to say the least. In what seemed to be a small one-story nightclub was a huge three level palace made entirely out of stone. Along the walls were hieroglyphs and murals of Egyptian gods. The level Ginny and Marcus were on lead to the bar, down to the dance floor or up to the restaurant.

"Well we did say we would eat. Besides we have to talk more about the meeting." He said as he started to walk up the stairs. He paused and looked behind him, as he waited for Ginny to move ahead of him. He was her look of displeasure and smiled. "Alright, no more talk about the meeting or any other unpleasant topic. So I take it we eat, we dance and we drink?" He placed a light hand on the small of her back leading her towards a table in the corner.

Ginny nodded. "An emphasis on the last one hopefully, but for now lets eat."

TBC~

A/N: It's snowing! This is like the fifth time in 3 days. Oh my god! Just thought I'd share that with you. Anyways if you have any questions or comments I'd be happy to answer. Have a good day