The Wedding Planner
By: MerlinsApprentince
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A/N: Yes another movie fanfic. Dontcha just love these? Well this is on the Wedding Planner starring Jennifer Lopez and Matthew Mchonahay (eck can't spell his name for beans ^.^ ... but wait... i dont like beans...). Its about a young woman who plans the man she loves wedding. Interesting no? This is going to be a G/H since I haven't been doing much of these... What can I say I'm a pure Hr/R fan.... PLEASE review its all I'm asking in my time of need. ......
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Virgina, perferably Ginny, Weasley had it all set up in her mind. Silently she cleared the space in her messy bedroom, pushing all her love potion books aside toward her dresser and quietly making sure her door was firmly locked pulling out a large plastic box from under her bed.
Inside was all kinds of barbie dolls, some that talked with you, some that walked when wanted, and even eat real food, and then there were the ones that were nade by regular muggles. Ginny liked those barbies better and quietly took them out and a few little nescessitys.
Starring at the dolls Ginny set to work. This is how she had spent her days before Hogwarts when the Burrow was almost empty all her brothers gone at the school for witch craft and wizardry. Her dolls were her best friends and she wanted to spend hours with them a day.
In just a few minutes Ginny had constructed a barbie doll wedding. Small chairs set in a nice order . A few dolls dressed up for the occasion. Fred's Scuba diving Sam with action power flippers was the photographer and Ron's Millard the Insane Muggle doll was the priest. Flower's from her mother's herb garden layed everywhere and she even layed a thin strip of carpet for the bride to walk down.
Ginny smilied down at it grinning in pride. Now it was time for the bride.
Ginny picked up her favorite doll, smoothing down the glimmering blonde hair taken from a Veela and silently smilied. "Today is you day" she whispered as she puffed the beautiful wedding dress. ""The day you marry the man of your dreams, they day you have been waiting all your life, the day of love and joy" Ginny grinned and suddenly the past flashed foward and Ginny was starring into the real face of the bride doll.
"Ginny I cant do this" the woman said quietly looking at the long mirror before her smoothing down the lace wedding gown. Ginny grinned quietly hearing this all before. Standing next to Cameron, the reluctant bride, Ginny smilied. "Cammie" she said shaking her red tresses held firmly in a bun for work purposes. "Listen... you want to know how I know you and Greg are going to make a great family?" she asked fixing the bride's viel, in a gentle tone.
"Yes Ginny?" she asked turning to her wedding planner watching with apprehensive looks. All the red head women did was smile.
"He told me yesertday he must be the most luckiest man in the world because he was marrying the most beaituful wonderful woman in the whole entire universe" Ginny whispered as if it were a secert. "Really?" Cammie asked her voice thick. Ginny smirked. "Well, somewhere along those lines" she teased before she went on. "Really though. You are going to be married and live happily ever after"
Cammie grinned looking at her quietly. "Thanks Gin. I owe you one" she laughed turning back toward the mirror who complimented on her dress. Ginny smilied along. "Yeah, I'll just add a few knuts to the check" she teased with a wink with her twinkling blue eyes. "Well you ready, I've got to go make sure everyone else is" The wedding planner sighed looking at the marvelous dress. She really did select an excellent one.
"Alright, thanks again" Cammie mummured as her mother and sister came over and bomboarded her with love. Ginny chuckled at the scene and went back to bussiness, pulling her purple dress jacket around her and turned the corner. Her heels clicked against the church's tile.
Ginny hadn't changed much, having only grown a few inches, her red hair curling past her shoulders, wavy and elegant ever since her 7th year when she stopped putting her hair in braids. Walking past a struggling bridesmaid trying to rid the excess fabric from her chest area from lack of, Ginny stopped and pulled out her wand. " 'Scuse me" she said and with a hurried swish and a muttured word and the fabric crinkled into a nice design. What could Ginny say? She was an expert at her job. The bridesmaid smilied but didn't have time to say thank you, as Ginny turned the corner in a rush.
"Gin?" a voice crackled through the microphone at her ear. It was a weird muggle device Ginny found she liked and used quite often then needed. It reminded her of the fellytone. "Yeah Michelle?" Ginny asked through the microphone she owned hanging over her mouth. Such a handy little device. "Uh we have a little problem" the voice sounded a bit unsure and worried. "What is it?" Ginny asked swiftly ready to tackle the problem that dared to come to her during a work day.
"F.O.B. IS MIA" Michelle's voice replied in code. Ginny sighed. This was not good. "Alright , Roger, repeating F.O.B is MIa" and quickly she rounded through the church's wooden doors. The Father Of the Bride was missing. Not good at all.
Herheels clicked more furiously through the church as she looked here and there for the F.O.B. Finding the groom's arena, Ginny knocked loudly on their party. "Hey guys 5 minutes" she warned into the champagne and beer scented room. The men knodded fumbling for their jackets , as she hurried up te stairs and suddenly sighed.
One one of the steps a fat round bald man in a suite sat slumped. "Michelle?" Ginny asked into the microphone. "Yes?" her assistant's voice replied a hint of hope in it. "F.O.B is found"
Turning off the microphone so as not to have anyone bother her she headed up the steps and turned toward the clearly drunk man. He looked at her clinking, a bottle of vodka in his pudgy hands. "My little girl is getting married today" he informed her with a slight slur in his russian accent. Ginny sighed taking the bottle from him. She hated this part of the job.
Silently she unbuttoned the bottom of her vest to show him the little tidbits she found were nessicitys, attacked all to one belt. Ginny had put a spell on the belt so that whatever she put on it stuck.
"I remember" the father said as Ginny softly pulled out a bottle of tablets for the headache that was surely going to come after the wedding and a bottle of crystal clear water. "Here have this" she encouraged. The man frowned and insisted on finishing his sentence. "I remember... when she went to Pre-K.... And Hogwarts... the pretty big castle just like her..." Finally he stopped drawling on as Ginny starred at him more furiously. "Who are you?" he finally asked aftermuch goggling and gaggling. Ginny sighed shoving the pills into his palm. "I'm the Wedding Planner" she informed him with a friendly smile and pulled the old drunk wizard to his feet.
Michelle clapped her hands happily as the organ music broke through the old gothic church, ,the cur for the elegant bride to march down the aisle, her father at her side loyally. Ginny couldn't help but grin softly, pride swelling through her viens. Everything was perfect. The white flowing lilies, bubbles, everything they wanted with a elegant medievel style. Michelle grinned too, her curly blonde locks curling around her small face in happiness.
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Down in the audience, 2 old witches starred up at the young wedding planner and her trainee.The older one turned toward the younger one. "Who's that dear?" she asked her hat pointed and embellished with peacock feathers. "Oh thats the wedding planner silly" the younger one replied wearing equally atrocious hat. The older one gaped. "Oh, myy she must live such a romantic life"
The 2 giggled like schoolgirls as they resumed to listening to the long drawl of the priest.
But that was far from the truth. Ginny looked up at her apartment as she returned hom a bag of groceries under her arm hanging the doors key on the hook. The wedding was a long hectic day and Ginny was more then ready to kick the bucket and head to bed. But she had still family chores to do.
"No, No Alex" Ginny whispoered to the large goofy great dane who was shaking with anticipation to see his mommy. This was Ginny's family. After she became famous around the wizarding world, aftfer she had created the Minister's beautiful amazing wedding, Ginny finally moved out of the Burrow, into a large spacious apartment building for just her and her great pig poochie, Alex.
She trailed around the very neat and clean apartment Alex at her heels (more liker her waist) as she put everything in the only room she allowed a little bit of mess which was her office. "Hey Baby, you hungry?" Ginny asked as she threw her purse and coat into the office. Alex's body shook more violently and Ginny laughed.
This is how this romantic wedding planner spent her evenings sitting in fron of the TV a very very great muggle invention Ginny had come to know and love, eating her salads, Alex's big fact begging for a nibble, then she cleaned the house with a flick or two of her wand, and after that she would sleep with Alex shoving her halfway off the bed. Yup she was just the romantic type.
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"Knight to H6" Ginny repreated watching the chess set, her little knight marching bravely to the square knowing the impending down that was coming to him. Hermoine bit her lip, her chestnut curls held up in a messy bun. "Oh dear" she grunted roughly. Ginny laughed her long red hair placed in a ragged ponytail long red locks creeping away from the tail.
This was one of her days off and she usually spent her days with Hermoine, her close friend, or her mother, who was very much alone after her father died from a heart attack. "Oh you take after you brother" Hermoine growled as she forfieted, stepping up dressed in her sports bra and yoga pants. Yoga. Another wonderful hobby the 2 girls enjoyed. Ginny leaned back, Alex's gray head in her lap, eyeing Hermoine.
"Speaking of my brother---" the wedding planner started cleaning up the bruised and beaten chess pieces. Hermoine clearly groaned from the kitche, hidden behind the refrigerator door.
Ron and Hermoine both shared an apartment not to far from here, and had been going off and on forever. They were the most comical couple Ginny had ever met. She was just waiting to plan the wedding. "God, Ron is such a arse sometimes do you know that?" Hermoine growled pulling out a carton of butterbeer , Ginny bought at the Hogsmeade Grocery store taking a huge gulp. Ginny chuckled happy that Butterbeer wasn't in toxicating.
"Really Hermoine, I lived with him for most of my life, yes, Ron is a arse" Ginny agreed a grin dancing on her pale freckled face. Hermoine sighed pacing the nice kitchen the carton in her grasp. "He's messy, noisy, irrespobsible, obinxious, and all the synonms of those!" Ginny raised a eyebrow. "What he do this time?" she questioned a amused glint in her sapphire eyes. The 2 always had complaints about one another.
"Welllllll actually" Hermoine grunted her face turning red. "He hasn't done anything. Yet. Fluer Delacour's in town. Remember her? The french woman who just made out with everyone for the fun of it? Well , Ron's doing a piece on her and they've been spending an awful lot of time together"
Ginny raised both her eyebrows. This was a first. Hermoine jealous of her brother? "Really?" she questioned slowly as if she was interested. Ron worked for the Daily Prophet as a journalist and she could understand why he was doing a report on Delacour. She was a new teacher at Hogwarts who teaches a new subject, Languges. She teaches everything such as regular different human languge, Gnomish, Fearian, Trollic, and other creature languge too.
"Yes" Hermoine knodded dropping the carton down, deciding she wasn't going to drink anymore. Ginny shook her head. Hermoine could be suspicious, but she wasn't.
Ginny knew alot about Ron's childhood, the 2 confided to one another quite more then anyone would suspect. One of the secerts of the young man's child hood, was his fancy for Hermoine. Mow he had her, Ginny was certain he wasn't going to let her go.
"Hermoine come on you know better then that" she scolded using her wand to but the chess set away. She was becoming awfully lazy , using her wand for everything. If she wasn't careful she'd have to go on a wand diet. Hermoine sighed shaking her head, sending her wavy hair flying. "I don't know what to think" she admitted, then without much of a warning changed the subject.
"And how about your love life Ms.Weasley?"
Ginny shurgged. She dated once and awhile and even had a fiancee at one point, but that hadn't worked all to well. "Not so good" she admitted with a curious glance looking up at her friend. "Why?" Hermoine grinned her rotten mood she expressed moments before long forgotten. "Do you remember Colin Creevey?" she asked leaning against the counter that happened to be sparkling clean.
Ginny frowned searching her memory. Then her frown deepened. "Oh no, no, no... the kid who ate that nasty mud?" Ginny exclaimed her face wrinkling in disgust. Hermoine frowned. "Oh yea. I forgot about that" she said clicking her tongue.
Draco lied to Colin , one time, mixing mud with other ingrediants (everyone was to disgusted to ask what they were) told him that eating this evil mud concoction would win him the best good looks in Hogwarts. It was quite a scene and Ginny couldn't help but wince at the thought. It was horrid.
Ginny's panic suddenly rose. "Why?" she asked again hurriedly standing up sharply awakening Alex. "Hermoine?" Hermoine sighed grinning cautiously. "Well..." she said slowly. "Colin is a new little assistant for the ministry" Ginny kept shaking her head loosening her hair more. She was seeing where this was going. "And one friend mentioned he was single. Uh, just to tell you, he might be coming around right about, uh----"
The doorbell rang through the loft.
Ginny's blue eyes widened. "Hermoine!" she squealed stamping her feet childishly in anger as she chased aftter her friend through the apartment building. Once Hermoine saw the flare in those eyes she wasted no time running toward the front door, the hot tempered Weasley woman at her heels. The doorbell rang a second time quite in harmony with Alex's wild howls.
Hermoine grinned devishly as she pulled Ginny towards the door. Ginny sighed giving a death glare towards the older woman as she quietly opened the door. What came to sight was quite a shock to both girls. Last time they had seen him he was a scrawny runt with a camera surgecially attached to his face and a nickname Mud-eater. Standing before Hermoine and Ginny, couldn't have been the Mud-eater.
This man was tall, well built, and incredibly handsome. He had shaggy soft blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. He wore a muscle shirt under his sexy leather jacket, detailing his chest very nicely. "Ginny?" the Wonder Boy asked slowly grinning. "It's me Colin Creevey" Hermoine gaped her eyes a magnet to the nicely built chest. "That mud did him good" she whispered shaking her head in shock. Ginny felt her jaw drop. She was speechless.
Runt.... Hottie?
Mud-eater....... Wonder Boy?
"Colin!" Ginny chuckled bringing him inside once her voice was found. "Colin Creevey.... lookat you!" she laughed again her eyes roaming over his perfect body once again, drinking him in. God, he was hot. Colin smilied dazzling both girls. "Look at you!" he teased. "You look great. Beautiful. Stunning." Ginny just shook her head hoping to God she wasn't drooling.
"No, No. I'm still the same old Ginny Weasley" she insisted waving off the compliments with her hand. Colin laughed. "Not in my eyes" he defended her, shaking his perfect head. Hermoine watched this suddenly praying she could switch bodies with Ginny just for one night. Colin sighed looking around. "Sorry to interrupt whatever you were doing---"
"Nothing. We were doing absolutely nothing. Don't worry about it" Ginny insisted twisting her hands, moving a red tendril away from her face. Colin grinned. "Alright. But I kinda have to hurry. I'm here for a work job, but I'm free on Saturday night and I was wondering if you wanted to go out... you know to catch up and stuff?"
Ginny felt her legs turn to jelly at the thought of Wonder Boy in a tux. Wouldn't miss it for the world. "Sure. After my dance lessons. I'll be happy to see you Colin" she anticipated grinning. Colin mirrored the grin and looked at his watch. "Ack, I better get a move on. Wish I could stay longer but I didn't have your phone number and I hust had to get in touch with you... so much catching up... It was great seeing you guys again" he smilied.
Ginny smirked. "You too" It was great just to see him period. Hermoine waved still lost of words, as Colin exited the loft. Ginny let her drop freely the minuute he left the apartment and squealed girlishly. "Oh my, there is a God" she praised quietly as she and Hermoine jumped up and down laughing.
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"Ginny!!!" was her grreeting when she came to work the next day. She came in a nice dress, her hair in a braid , signing in on the bulletin board. "Yes?" she asked quickly heading down the hallway.
Other planners and helpers danced around , but Ginny was a Wedding Planner on a mission. But something or someone had to stop her. A new wedding planner appeared a frantc bride at her side. Her face was bright orange. "Tanning Accident" she explained to Ginny in hopes for wise advice.
Ginny grinned. "Lemone juice, water, soap, and a great deal of scrubbing" she stated then huhrried down the next hallway. Michelle called out, but Ginny stopped her. She needed to do this before she lost the courage she gained all this morning, and from seeing Wonder Boy last night. The red head turned the corner and came to her boss's room shading brightly with pink colors.
Without a word she opened the door and came to a hustle and bustle. "Not lilies! Roses! Pink curtains, get rid of those ugly purple ones!" Lyndsey ordered, the old greatly makeuped witch, exclaimed from her seat at her wide desk. Ginny chuckled. That was Lyndsey. Their boos was quite egocentric which made it very hard to say what Ginny was going to say.
"Hey Lyndsey" Ginnygreeted watching as the people danced around with the old woman's strict orders. Lyndsey looked up her large beehive hair held up with some kind of spell shaking it and it would never fallout. "Oh Weasley" she stated in a fond tone looking over at her youngest wedding planner. The youngest and the most successfullest. She was one who brought the big galleons in too.
Ginny grinned as she took a sit in the leather visitor chair, as Lyndsey shooed all the little people out of the room, just to talk with her favorite gal. As soon as the room was empty Lyndsey with her new batch of roses sat atop her desk. "So Weasley what brings you to my humble domain???" she asked quietly sticking her nose into the fresh flowers.
Ginny smilied taking her purse and pulling out a copy of the Daily Prophet she bought this morning. On the front cover was a picture of a young woman beautiful at a desk talking with a little house elf. "Melody Baker" Ginny introduced the 2 to Lyndsey laying the newspaper on the desk, ,crossing her thin legs. Lyndsey frowned dropping the roses and exchanged it for the wizarding paper. "Yeah?"
"Melody is one of the most successful witch in Europe and America. She started out with just a dream, you all know, now as Spello tape 0.2, the tape that never unglues. She's invented other wonderful contraptions. They always warm coffe coffee pot. The 3d telly . The invisible pet. She's just recently engaged"
Lyndsey grinned as Ginny's words clicked into her mind. "Brilliant, Weasley. We can get her number---" The young woman shook her head, her french braid sent flying. "Done" she said with a soft knowing smirk. "She's coming to the Lomore Wedding to see my work." Lyndsey gaped. "Women, you are perfect aren't you?"
Ginny sighed, crossing her legs professionally, as if she was use to blackmailing people, which was her next attempt to do. "Yeah, but then I might not even make the account" She was going to have to enter slowly and cautiously. Lyndsey frowned eyeing her. "You stupid or something, women?" she questioned slowly edging of the wooden desk.
Ginny leaned forward on the knot of her knees. "Remember how earlier I told you I wanted to become a partner?" Lyndsey sighed collasping into the large leather chair. "Ginny..."
Ginny sighed tired of the excuses. "Listen, Lyns, You need me." Lyndsey starred raising a thin eyebrow and defensively shot back "Uh Uh"
"Yes, You do..."
"Nuh Uh!"
"I know that you know that you need me!"
Lyndsey sighed shaking her large and tired head. "Ginny you don't understand..." she urged eyeing her employee in the eye. "I've carried this business on my back. Through thick and thin. I sweated and toiled and even bleed for this company. In the beginning I didn't even have any money ---"
"Until I came along!" Ginny sat up urgently, her plan backfiring in her face. She didn't expect her boss to be so resistant. "I bring in all the wedding planner's resunue all together--" Lyndsey spook up again knowing that was true. "Weasley..."
"Times 10!"
Lyndsey felt her eyes bug out. Sadly she also knew that was true. But she couldn't let her pride do it. This was her business. Her job. All hers. She gave her a exasperated tired look. Ginny looked at the face. Time to put her plan into action. "You know I could always start my own business" she stated thoughtfully as if the idea had just came to her at the near thought of not becoming a partner.
Her boss stopped fiddling with everything on her desk and starred up sharply. "You wouldn't dare" she hissed lowly. Ginny smirked hardly afraid of the voice. Ever since she had lived by herself Ginny lost most of her innocence and learned that being shy was not going to get her anywhere. Alot of people were shocked to see how much she had changed since Hogwarts.
"I would dare Lyndsey. It's a very good possibility"
Lyndsey starred back gaping at the young woman. She would never admit to Ginny's face how right she really was. Ginny had that exact ability. And that was what Lyndsey was afriad of. "Ginny come on, don't make me do this. I'm not excatly ready to split my business"
Ginny bit her lip looking thoughtfully at the white cieling. "Now if you let me be your partner, you could help me by not having me spare the trouble of designing my own letter head"
"Ginny!!!"
"Now what font would I use?" she asked herself making sure that her boss heard that distinct whisper to herself. Lyndsey sighed panic taking over her. "Ok! Ok!!!" she cried burying her face in her hands. Ginny squealed standing up in surprise. Her plan worked! She was really... that valuable???
"Really?" Ginny cried standing up a grin spread all over her pale soft face. Lyndsey breathed out. "Yeah" she groaned. She actually to her surprise not as sad as she thought she would be when she finally would have to take a partner. If she had to share her business she was glad it was Weasley though and not anybody else.
"Yayyyyy!!!" Ginny squealed throwing her arms around Lyndsey allowing one moment of excitement release from her. After that Ginny regained her compose flicking something invisible off her skirt. "Thank you" she stated grinning. Lyndsey echoed with her own weak smile. "Yeah, Yeah get out of here before I regain my sanity"
She knodded furiously and quietly headed out the now no-longer her boss but her colleauges door. Michelle frowned looking at Ginny leaning against the door , her eyes closed. "What happened?" she asked her voice confused and worried. Ginny squealed again happily opening her fiery hazel eyes and laughed. "I did it!!!" she cried clasping Michelle's hands as she jumped up and down and squealed in unison just out of pure confusion.
As soon as Ginny had gotten that out of her system her assitant grinned stupidly and asked "You did what?"
The wedding planner laughed again as she once again composed herself, going down her hallway to begin her work. "I am the partner of W&W Bridal Company" she exclaimed giggly. Michelle gaped and squealed for a good reason this time as she pulled the long rack of bridal gowns that a bunch of their orders ordered.
"Oh my god thats bloody amazing!!!" she cried grinning. Ginny knodded still dazed at her good fortune, ,as she searched for her cellphone to call. Hermoine and her mother to tell them the good news. Suddenly a young man wedding planner appeared with a devasted look. "Remember that wedding we did a month ago?" he asked the 2 excitied girls. Ginny put away her cellphone deciding to owl them herself.
"What?" she asked confused as Michelle gave him a quizzical look. He shurgged thinking of taking advantage of their memory loss but he knew if ethier of them would found out he would be a loser. "Well they filed for a divorce this weekend. You win Ginny" he handed her 20 knuts as he hurriedly left.
Ginny starred at the golden knuts in her palm. Her day was just getting better and better. Michelle starred and suddenly she rememebered what it was about. "Oh yeah! We bet how long they'd last. You bet a month. I owe you 20 knuts too. Just to tell you. How do you tell this stuff?" the thin blonde asked as she pushed the cart forward. Ginny thought for a minute and followed.
"Actually that was a easy one. The bride choose the song "Love Potion #9". They couldn't last more then a month with that wedding song" Michelle gave her a frown of confusion. The Wedding Planner had a odd way predicting how long a couple would last. Ginny Weasley was awfully weird no doubt about it.
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Ginny starred as she recitied carefully and clearly into the microphone "I bless you the merriest of says, the joyfullest weeks, the amazing months, and the beautiful elegant loving years. Now hold your glass" At that same moment the best man at the table raised his glass to themarried couple at the head of the long table. "And say your congrrats" at Ginny's words the young man did so and the table erupted into a loud applause and merriment.
The cooking chefs next to Ginny watching with shock and surprise. The wedding planner was feeding the best man his speech? Ginny starred back at them and clicked off her microphone. "What do you expect the guy to come up with that all by himself?" she asked them crossing her arms.
But suddenly a new voice broke Ginny's match. "You just gave the best man his speech" Ginny turned around to see a slick young woman in a pair of black jeans, a black turtleneck sweater, her shimmering blonde hair held into a tiny frumpy tail, her eyes hidden by sunnglasses. So this was the rich profession Melody Barker., the creator of Spellotape .02. "Smooth" Melody praised pulling away her sunglasses revealing a pair of twinkling sapphire eyes gleaming with humour.
Ginny smilied not afriad to admit she already liked this women. "Thanks. I'm Ginny. Ginny Weasley" the young woman introduced holding her hand out for her to shake. Melody excepted the friendly handshake and replied "Melody Barker. I can see why you come so recommended. Did you create this all by yourself?"
Ginny knodded proud for such a praise. "Yup. Me and a few little helpers. But well, mostly me" The 2 women laughed as they started on a tour. Ginny explained the basics. The cost, the things the groom does, the bride does, the choices, everything. Melody listened intently as they chatted on until Ginny came to the food tray.
The best man she had been giving the lines showed up with a goofy drunk grin a pile of french cheese on his plate. "Thanks doll. Worked like a charm" he said winking at the redhead as he left to eat his cheese feast. Ginny shook her head with a annoyed look at Melody, who in turn, laughed. "Well are all of them like that?" the blonde asked quietly a eyebrow raised.
Ginny sighed shaking her head. "Yup" she admitted and the 34 laughed again. Melody smilied pleasently as she put her sunglasses atop her head. "Look, theres my mum and pops. You have to met them" she insisted pulling them over towards the old people, a thin balding man in a big quite and a skinny flimsy woman who reminded Ginny of Lyndsey, with her odd hair and too much makeup.
"Mummy. Pops. This is Ginny Weasley, the Wedding Planner" Melody introduced the red head who grinned pioletely shaking Mr. and Mrs. Barker's hands. Mr.Barker grinned draining the champagne cup and turned to her. "So you created all of this?" he asked his voice thick with alcohol.
Ginny grinned, unsure, as she turned to Melody, who in turn frowned. "Daddy, don't drink the champagne we are not guests!" she scolded taking the glass out of his tight grasp. Mr.Barker frowned at his daughter and then turned back to Ginny. "Well, you do anything to make my little girl's wedding a dream come true. Money is not a matter in the problem" Mrs.Barker looked up from the selection of oysters. "Yes, and we'll be needing a stage. I'm going to sing just for the married couple"
Melody sighed rubbing her temples. "No, mother your not singing at my wedding. And we're not even sure if we're going to hire her yet" Ginny looked up a bit sharply. Was their a possibilty that she wasn't going to be hired? Obviously there was. She was going to need reinforcements.
Michelle suddenly came up looking exasperated and tired, everything was out of place for her. Perfect. "Ginny?" Michelle asked her voice full of worry. "The belly dancer just arrived and she has a tattoo of a very... well...uh ... " Ginny broke her off quickly. "Michelle this is Melody Barker and her parents Mr.and Mrs.Barker. " Michelle turned to the trio in front of the buffet table.
"The Barkers?" she asked slowly forcing a piolete grin and turned toward back toward Ginny. Michelle's eyes asked if they were to be her soon to be clients and Ginny knodded mutely. "This is Michelle Henderson, my personal assistant" Ginny introduced her to the Barkers and soon everyone began the ritual of shaking hands.
Finally time to make a point.
"Michelle I wanted to know if you could get me the files on X please?" It had the same effect as Ginny intended. Mrs.Barker leaned forward intruiged. "X?"
Ginny knodded quietly. "Confidential" she whispered as Michelle hurried off on her cue. Well Ginny had Mr.and Mrs.Barker's vote. Now she had to get Melody's. "Now Wedding Woman" Mr.Barker stated roughly his voice deep and thick. "Tell us... what do you think of a wedding for my teddy bear?" Melody winced at the nickname but still kept a grinning face.
Ginny clasped her hands use to the question. People always wanted a tidbit of the future, and she was more then happy to give it to them. "Well for you" she stated striaght at Melody giving a look over at her for one more minute. "I would use alot of white, a beautiful elegant color, and maybe deal with a old regal victorian theme? And it has to be at night and outside. With tropical flowers imported from Bali. Satin. Velvet. Curls and drapries .... thin enough to see the stars"
Ginny was to in her thought of what excatly she was planning all in her active brain to see the large wide smile spread across Melody Barkers face. She had gotten Melody's vote right there and then.
***
Ginny smilied over the cellphone. "Yup, Michelle I've got it!" Michelle grinned over the other line. "Alright! When have they assigned it?" Ginny stopped at a cart quickly buying a apple to take on the walk back to her loft. "They want it during the Spring" she explained taking a bite of the cruunchy fruit. Michelle sighed. "Thats during our busy season... you can handle it right?"
Ginny frowned. "Yeah but its going to be one of my only cases for awhile" she stated after swallowing the apple. Ginny looked across at the cobbletsoned street. No Carriages, and it was the middle of the afternoon so the crowds weren't as thick. Silently she walked across the street calmly.
"Lyndsey won't be to happy about that but I'm sure she'll - - -" suddenly at that moment Ginny felt her high heel lodge itself into the small unseen crack between the 2 stones in the middle of the street. "Oh shot" she exclaimed trying desperately to yank it out. Michelle frowned a bit disturbed by her annoyed tone.
Ginny grunted pulling her leg, trying to get the heel to loosen. "Damn. I'm stuck" she moaned on the other line. "Hold on a minute"
At that exact moment a carriage driver with a neck brace leaned forward trying to get a taste of the strawberry and walnut ice cream he had boughten earlier. As he leaned forward for the artifical sweet, he felt his horses pause and his ice cream fell to the floor. "Grr!" he shouted as he bent down to pick it up with his cone. At that moment the driver dropped the reins and he had no control over the cabby.
The horses galloped forward ontheir taste of freedom and one of the horses dislodged a garbage can from its usually spot outside a resturant they were passing. The man came up his ice cream back on the cone grabbing the reins back in his clutches fully in control. He hardly acknowledged the fact the large huhge trash can was careening down the hill behind him, gathering speed, heading striaght towars the paralyzed Ginny.
"Oh shit!" she cried the old rusty garbage can gathering speed rushing towards her. Hurriedly she yanked harder. No go. The shoe was contented on staying right where it was. Ginny sighed quickly as she bent down to unbuckle herself from her shoes. The young women pulled her right foot free grunting with the effort. Ginny got up getting out of the middle of the street. But before she did that she caught a glance at her poor innocent gucchi shoes.
She couldn't just leave it there. It was her favorite. The kind with the thin heels and the nice shade of lavender. "Oh their my good shoes!" she cried and headed back onto the street deciding to give it one last yank. She bent down and tugged with all her might.
Suddenly Ginny heard the loud rush of wheels and quietly closed her eyes. She didn't have time to move. She was done for. All she could think of was how she died because of a freakin shoe! What a bloody idiot!
The force of the impact wasn't as hard as Ginny thought. Her blue eyes were shut tight, and then she felt something thrown upon her, quick and hardly painful. Maybe she wouldn't die. Just serious injuries. Suddenly Ginny noticed something. The trash was laying on top of her. And she swore she just heard the swosh of the ugly stinking thing fly PAST her.
Hey. Something wasn't right here. Ginny frowned as she felt somebody lift her up. "Hey... Hey come on wake up now... come on... wake up we don't want you to sleep into a coma now do we?" the voice sounded oddly familiar and reluctantly Ginny opened one eye and was greeted with a pair of shining beautiful emerald ones.
She had never seen such eyes. She looked up at him, a young man, certainly not a trash can. He was tall. Well built. Raven Hair. Green eyes. Yes it was very familiar but Ginn's brain was so muddled right now she couldnt piece anything together. "Ahh... your awake" the familiar stranger stated looking at her through his glasses a humourous glance.
Ginny knodded and found that her head hurt quite alot. "You saved..." she croaked and suddenly acknowledged that she was grasping to a shoe the heel ripped off. "- - - my shoe" Ginny finished lamely quickly noticing her mistake. "My life. You saved my life"
But it was to late. The young man chuckled at the mistake. "No, actually I was aiming for the shoe, you just happened to be a added bonus." he teased gently. Ginny sighed rolling her eyes. Men. They were so mean. "But lets not worry about your shoes. We have to keep you awake and conscious. How's your head?Anything broken? Can you breath?" he asked gently, looking down at her.
Ginny frowned feeling the man's weight over her small body and groaned. "Well" she started. "The breathing thing rings a bell. Maybe its because your kinda laying atop of me and cutting of my circulation. " The man chuckled gently putting his hands over her arms to check for broken bones. "Good , Good, your in the right state of mind..." he acknowledged. Ginny starred at him oddly for a moment waiting. "If you could... kinda you know... get off of me that would be really kind of you"
The guy suddenly noticied his mistakes and grinned. "No problem" he stated gently standing up on the ground pulling her up with him. Ginny felt oxygen return to her body and she took a large gulp of air. When the man had lifted her up she felt herself be washed over with dizziness. "Whoa" she whispered closing her eyes.
The guuy sighed looking her over. "Look we're going to get you to the hospital alright? Now stay awake" Ginny felt herself become cradled and sighed softly laying her head against his shoulders. He had a strong shoulder. Nice shoulder. He smelt nice too.
"You smell" Ginny muttured feeling the dizziness increase. "Like... sweet plums.. and grilled cheese sandwhiches...." Finally she felt herself drown in darkness and she collasped into a strangers arms.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA all done w/ first chapter.
Thank you and Have a nice day.
~MerlinsApprentince.
By: MerlinsApprentince
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A/N: Yes another movie fanfic. Dontcha just love these? Well this is on the Wedding Planner starring Jennifer Lopez and Matthew Mchonahay (eck can't spell his name for beans ^.^ ... but wait... i dont like beans...). Its about a young woman who plans the man she loves wedding. Interesting no? This is going to be a G/H since I haven't been doing much of these... What can I say I'm a pure Hr/R fan.... PLEASE review its all I'm asking in my time of need. ......
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Virgina, perferably Ginny, Weasley had it all set up in her mind. Silently she cleared the space in her messy bedroom, pushing all her love potion books aside toward her dresser and quietly making sure her door was firmly locked pulling out a large plastic box from under her bed.
Inside was all kinds of barbie dolls, some that talked with you, some that walked when wanted, and even eat real food, and then there were the ones that were nade by regular muggles. Ginny liked those barbies better and quietly took them out and a few little nescessitys.
Starring at the dolls Ginny set to work. This is how she had spent her days before Hogwarts when the Burrow was almost empty all her brothers gone at the school for witch craft and wizardry. Her dolls were her best friends and she wanted to spend hours with them a day.
In just a few minutes Ginny had constructed a barbie doll wedding. Small chairs set in a nice order . A few dolls dressed up for the occasion. Fred's Scuba diving Sam with action power flippers was the photographer and Ron's Millard the Insane Muggle doll was the priest. Flower's from her mother's herb garden layed everywhere and she even layed a thin strip of carpet for the bride to walk down.
Ginny smilied down at it grinning in pride. Now it was time for the bride.
Ginny picked up her favorite doll, smoothing down the glimmering blonde hair taken from a Veela and silently smilied. "Today is you day" she whispered as she puffed the beautiful wedding dress. ""The day you marry the man of your dreams, they day you have been waiting all your life, the day of love and joy" Ginny grinned and suddenly the past flashed foward and Ginny was starring into the real face of the bride doll.
"Ginny I cant do this" the woman said quietly looking at the long mirror before her smoothing down the lace wedding gown. Ginny grinned quietly hearing this all before. Standing next to Cameron, the reluctant bride, Ginny smilied. "Cammie" she said shaking her red tresses held firmly in a bun for work purposes. "Listen... you want to know how I know you and Greg are going to make a great family?" she asked fixing the bride's viel, in a gentle tone.
"Yes Ginny?" she asked turning to her wedding planner watching with apprehensive looks. All the red head women did was smile.
"He told me yesertday he must be the most luckiest man in the world because he was marrying the most beaituful wonderful woman in the whole entire universe" Ginny whispered as if it were a secert. "Really?" Cammie asked her voice thick. Ginny smirked. "Well, somewhere along those lines" she teased before she went on. "Really though. You are going to be married and live happily ever after"
Cammie grinned looking at her quietly. "Thanks Gin. I owe you one" she laughed turning back toward the mirror who complimented on her dress. Ginny smilied along. "Yeah, I'll just add a few knuts to the check" she teased with a wink with her twinkling blue eyes. "Well you ready, I've got to go make sure everyone else is" The wedding planner sighed looking at the marvelous dress. She really did select an excellent one.
"Alright, thanks again" Cammie mummured as her mother and sister came over and bomboarded her with love. Ginny chuckled at the scene and went back to bussiness, pulling her purple dress jacket around her and turned the corner. Her heels clicked against the church's tile.
Ginny hadn't changed much, having only grown a few inches, her red hair curling past her shoulders, wavy and elegant ever since her 7th year when she stopped putting her hair in braids. Walking past a struggling bridesmaid trying to rid the excess fabric from her chest area from lack of, Ginny stopped and pulled out her wand. " 'Scuse me" she said and with a hurried swish and a muttured word and the fabric crinkled into a nice design. What could Ginny say? She was an expert at her job. The bridesmaid smilied but didn't have time to say thank you, as Ginny turned the corner in a rush.
"Gin?" a voice crackled through the microphone at her ear. It was a weird muggle device Ginny found she liked and used quite often then needed. It reminded her of the fellytone. "Yeah Michelle?" Ginny asked through the microphone she owned hanging over her mouth. Such a handy little device. "Uh we have a little problem" the voice sounded a bit unsure and worried. "What is it?" Ginny asked swiftly ready to tackle the problem that dared to come to her during a work day.
"F.O.B. IS MIA" Michelle's voice replied in code. Ginny sighed. This was not good. "Alright , Roger, repeating F.O.B is MIa" and quickly she rounded through the church's wooden doors. The Father Of the Bride was missing. Not good at all.
Herheels clicked more furiously through the church as she looked here and there for the F.O.B. Finding the groom's arena, Ginny knocked loudly on their party. "Hey guys 5 minutes" she warned into the champagne and beer scented room. The men knodded fumbling for their jackets , as she hurried up te stairs and suddenly sighed.
One one of the steps a fat round bald man in a suite sat slumped. "Michelle?" Ginny asked into the microphone. "Yes?" her assistant's voice replied a hint of hope in it. "F.O.B is found"
Turning off the microphone so as not to have anyone bother her she headed up the steps and turned toward the clearly drunk man. He looked at her clinking, a bottle of vodka in his pudgy hands. "My little girl is getting married today" he informed her with a slight slur in his russian accent. Ginny sighed taking the bottle from him. She hated this part of the job.
Silently she unbuttoned the bottom of her vest to show him the little tidbits she found were nessicitys, attacked all to one belt. Ginny had put a spell on the belt so that whatever she put on it stuck.
"I remember" the father said as Ginny softly pulled out a bottle of tablets for the headache that was surely going to come after the wedding and a bottle of crystal clear water. "Here have this" she encouraged. The man frowned and insisted on finishing his sentence. "I remember... when she went to Pre-K.... And Hogwarts... the pretty big castle just like her..." Finally he stopped drawling on as Ginny starred at him more furiously. "Who are you?" he finally asked aftermuch goggling and gaggling. Ginny sighed shoving the pills into his palm. "I'm the Wedding Planner" she informed him with a friendly smile and pulled the old drunk wizard to his feet.
Michelle clapped her hands happily as the organ music broke through the old gothic church, ,the cur for the elegant bride to march down the aisle, her father at her side loyally. Ginny couldn't help but grin softly, pride swelling through her viens. Everything was perfect. The white flowing lilies, bubbles, everything they wanted with a elegant medievel style. Michelle grinned too, her curly blonde locks curling around her small face in happiness.
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Down in the audience, 2 old witches starred up at the young wedding planner and her trainee.The older one turned toward the younger one. "Who's that dear?" she asked her hat pointed and embellished with peacock feathers. "Oh thats the wedding planner silly" the younger one replied wearing equally atrocious hat. The older one gaped. "Oh, myy she must live such a romantic life"
The 2 giggled like schoolgirls as they resumed to listening to the long drawl of the priest.
But that was far from the truth. Ginny looked up at her apartment as she returned hom a bag of groceries under her arm hanging the doors key on the hook. The wedding was a long hectic day and Ginny was more then ready to kick the bucket and head to bed. But she had still family chores to do.
"No, No Alex" Ginny whispoered to the large goofy great dane who was shaking with anticipation to see his mommy. This was Ginny's family. After she became famous around the wizarding world, aftfer she had created the Minister's beautiful amazing wedding, Ginny finally moved out of the Burrow, into a large spacious apartment building for just her and her great pig poochie, Alex.
She trailed around the very neat and clean apartment Alex at her heels (more liker her waist) as she put everything in the only room she allowed a little bit of mess which was her office. "Hey Baby, you hungry?" Ginny asked as she threw her purse and coat into the office. Alex's body shook more violently and Ginny laughed.
This is how this romantic wedding planner spent her evenings sitting in fron of the TV a very very great muggle invention Ginny had come to know and love, eating her salads, Alex's big fact begging for a nibble, then she cleaned the house with a flick or two of her wand, and after that she would sleep with Alex shoving her halfway off the bed. Yup she was just the romantic type.
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"Knight to H6" Ginny repreated watching the chess set, her little knight marching bravely to the square knowing the impending down that was coming to him. Hermoine bit her lip, her chestnut curls held up in a messy bun. "Oh dear" she grunted roughly. Ginny laughed her long red hair placed in a ragged ponytail long red locks creeping away from the tail.
This was one of her days off and she usually spent her days with Hermoine, her close friend, or her mother, who was very much alone after her father died from a heart attack. "Oh you take after you brother" Hermoine growled as she forfieted, stepping up dressed in her sports bra and yoga pants. Yoga. Another wonderful hobby the 2 girls enjoyed. Ginny leaned back, Alex's gray head in her lap, eyeing Hermoine.
"Speaking of my brother---" the wedding planner started cleaning up the bruised and beaten chess pieces. Hermoine clearly groaned from the kitche, hidden behind the refrigerator door.
Ron and Hermoine both shared an apartment not to far from here, and had been going off and on forever. They were the most comical couple Ginny had ever met. She was just waiting to plan the wedding. "God, Ron is such a arse sometimes do you know that?" Hermoine growled pulling out a carton of butterbeer , Ginny bought at the Hogsmeade Grocery store taking a huge gulp. Ginny chuckled happy that Butterbeer wasn't in toxicating.
"Really Hermoine, I lived with him for most of my life, yes, Ron is a arse" Ginny agreed a grin dancing on her pale freckled face. Hermoine sighed pacing the nice kitchen the carton in her grasp. "He's messy, noisy, irrespobsible, obinxious, and all the synonms of those!" Ginny raised a eyebrow. "What he do this time?" she questioned a amused glint in her sapphire eyes. The 2 always had complaints about one another.
"Welllllll actually" Hermoine grunted her face turning red. "He hasn't done anything. Yet. Fluer Delacour's in town. Remember her? The french woman who just made out with everyone for the fun of it? Well , Ron's doing a piece on her and they've been spending an awful lot of time together"
Ginny raised both her eyebrows. This was a first. Hermoine jealous of her brother? "Really?" she questioned slowly as if she was interested. Ron worked for the Daily Prophet as a journalist and she could understand why he was doing a report on Delacour. She was a new teacher at Hogwarts who teaches a new subject, Languges. She teaches everything such as regular different human languge, Gnomish, Fearian, Trollic, and other creature languge too.
"Yes" Hermoine knodded dropping the carton down, deciding she wasn't going to drink anymore. Ginny shook her head. Hermoine could be suspicious, but she wasn't.
Ginny knew alot about Ron's childhood, the 2 confided to one another quite more then anyone would suspect. One of the secerts of the young man's child hood, was his fancy for Hermoine. Mow he had her, Ginny was certain he wasn't going to let her go.
"Hermoine come on you know better then that" she scolded using her wand to but the chess set away. She was becoming awfully lazy , using her wand for everything. If she wasn't careful she'd have to go on a wand diet. Hermoine sighed shaking her head, sending her wavy hair flying. "I don't know what to think" she admitted, then without much of a warning changed the subject.
"And how about your love life Ms.Weasley?"
Ginny shurgged. She dated once and awhile and even had a fiancee at one point, but that hadn't worked all to well. "Not so good" she admitted with a curious glance looking up at her friend. "Why?" Hermoine grinned her rotten mood she expressed moments before long forgotten. "Do you remember Colin Creevey?" she asked leaning against the counter that happened to be sparkling clean.
Ginny frowned searching her memory. Then her frown deepened. "Oh no, no, no... the kid who ate that nasty mud?" Ginny exclaimed her face wrinkling in disgust. Hermoine frowned. "Oh yea. I forgot about that" she said clicking her tongue.
Draco lied to Colin , one time, mixing mud with other ingrediants (everyone was to disgusted to ask what they were) told him that eating this evil mud concoction would win him the best good looks in Hogwarts. It was quite a scene and Ginny couldn't help but wince at the thought. It was horrid.
Ginny's panic suddenly rose. "Why?" she asked again hurriedly standing up sharply awakening Alex. "Hermoine?" Hermoine sighed grinning cautiously. "Well..." she said slowly. "Colin is a new little assistant for the ministry" Ginny kept shaking her head loosening her hair more. She was seeing where this was going. "And one friend mentioned he was single. Uh, just to tell you, he might be coming around right about, uh----"
The doorbell rang through the loft.
Ginny's blue eyes widened. "Hermoine!" she squealed stamping her feet childishly in anger as she chased aftter her friend through the apartment building. Once Hermoine saw the flare in those eyes she wasted no time running toward the front door, the hot tempered Weasley woman at her heels. The doorbell rang a second time quite in harmony with Alex's wild howls.
Hermoine grinned devishly as she pulled Ginny towards the door. Ginny sighed giving a death glare towards the older woman as she quietly opened the door. What came to sight was quite a shock to both girls. Last time they had seen him he was a scrawny runt with a camera surgecially attached to his face and a nickname Mud-eater. Standing before Hermoine and Ginny, couldn't have been the Mud-eater.
This man was tall, well built, and incredibly handsome. He had shaggy soft blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. He wore a muscle shirt under his sexy leather jacket, detailing his chest very nicely. "Ginny?" the Wonder Boy asked slowly grinning. "It's me Colin Creevey" Hermoine gaped her eyes a magnet to the nicely built chest. "That mud did him good" she whispered shaking her head in shock. Ginny felt her jaw drop. She was speechless.
Runt.... Hottie?
Mud-eater....... Wonder Boy?
"Colin!" Ginny chuckled bringing him inside once her voice was found. "Colin Creevey.... lookat you!" she laughed again her eyes roaming over his perfect body once again, drinking him in. God, he was hot. Colin smilied dazzling both girls. "Look at you!" he teased. "You look great. Beautiful. Stunning." Ginny just shook her head hoping to God she wasn't drooling.
"No, No. I'm still the same old Ginny Weasley" she insisted waving off the compliments with her hand. Colin laughed. "Not in my eyes" he defended her, shaking his perfect head. Hermoine watched this suddenly praying she could switch bodies with Ginny just for one night. Colin sighed looking around. "Sorry to interrupt whatever you were doing---"
"Nothing. We were doing absolutely nothing. Don't worry about it" Ginny insisted twisting her hands, moving a red tendril away from her face. Colin grinned. "Alright. But I kinda have to hurry. I'm here for a work job, but I'm free on Saturday night and I was wondering if you wanted to go out... you know to catch up and stuff?"
Ginny felt her legs turn to jelly at the thought of Wonder Boy in a tux. Wouldn't miss it for the world. "Sure. After my dance lessons. I'll be happy to see you Colin" she anticipated grinning. Colin mirrored the grin and looked at his watch. "Ack, I better get a move on. Wish I could stay longer but I didn't have your phone number and I hust had to get in touch with you... so much catching up... It was great seeing you guys again" he smilied.
Ginny smirked. "You too" It was great just to see him period. Hermoine waved still lost of words, as Colin exited the loft. Ginny let her drop freely the minuute he left the apartment and squealed girlishly. "Oh my, there is a God" she praised quietly as she and Hermoine jumped up and down laughing.
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"Ginny!!!" was her grreeting when she came to work the next day. She came in a nice dress, her hair in a braid , signing in on the bulletin board. "Yes?" she asked quickly heading down the hallway.
Other planners and helpers danced around , but Ginny was a Wedding Planner on a mission. But something or someone had to stop her. A new wedding planner appeared a frantc bride at her side. Her face was bright orange. "Tanning Accident" she explained to Ginny in hopes for wise advice.
Ginny grinned. "Lemone juice, water, soap, and a great deal of scrubbing" she stated then huhrried down the next hallway. Michelle called out, but Ginny stopped her. She needed to do this before she lost the courage she gained all this morning, and from seeing Wonder Boy last night. The red head turned the corner and came to her boss's room shading brightly with pink colors.
Without a word she opened the door and came to a hustle and bustle. "Not lilies! Roses! Pink curtains, get rid of those ugly purple ones!" Lyndsey ordered, the old greatly makeuped witch, exclaimed from her seat at her wide desk. Ginny chuckled. That was Lyndsey. Their boos was quite egocentric which made it very hard to say what Ginny was going to say.
"Hey Lyndsey" Ginnygreeted watching as the people danced around with the old woman's strict orders. Lyndsey looked up her large beehive hair held up with some kind of spell shaking it and it would never fallout. "Oh Weasley" she stated in a fond tone looking over at her youngest wedding planner. The youngest and the most successfullest. She was one who brought the big galleons in too.
Ginny grinned as she took a sit in the leather visitor chair, as Lyndsey shooed all the little people out of the room, just to talk with her favorite gal. As soon as the room was empty Lyndsey with her new batch of roses sat atop her desk. "So Weasley what brings you to my humble domain???" she asked quietly sticking her nose into the fresh flowers.
Ginny smilied taking her purse and pulling out a copy of the Daily Prophet she bought this morning. On the front cover was a picture of a young woman beautiful at a desk talking with a little house elf. "Melody Baker" Ginny introduced the 2 to Lyndsey laying the newspaper on the desk, ,crossing her thin legs. Lyndsey frowned dropping the roses and exchanged it for the wizarding paper. "Yeah?"
"Melody is one of the most successful witch in Europe and America. She started out with just a dream, you all know, now as Spello tape 0.2, the tape that never unglues. She's invented other wonderful contraptions. They always warm coffe coffee pot. The 3d telly . The invisible pet. She's just recently engaged"
Lyndsey grinned as Ginny's words clicked into her mind. "Brilliant, Weasley. We can get her number---" The young woman shook her head, her french braid sent flying. "Done" she said with a soft knowing smirk. "She's coming to the Lomore Wedding to see my work." Lyndsey gaped. "Women, you are perfect aren't you?"
Ginny sighed, crossing her legs professionally, as if she was use to blackmailing people, which was her next attempt to do. "Yeah, but then I might not even make the account" She was going to have to enter slowly and cautiously. Lyndsey frowned eyeing her. "You stupid or something, women?" she questioned slowly edging of the wooden desk.
Ginny leaned forward on the knot of her knees. "Remember how earlier I told you I wanted to become a partner?" Lyndsey sighed collasping into the large leather chair. "Ginny..."
Ginny sighed tired of the excuses. "Listen, Lyns, You need me." Lyndsey starred raising a thin eyebrow and defensively shot back "Uh Uh"
"Yes, You do..."
"Nuh Uh!"
"I know that you know that you need me!"
Lyndsey sighed shaking her large and tired head. "Ginny you don't understand..." she urged eyeing her employee in the eye. "I've carried this business on my back. Through thick and thin. I sweated and toiled and even bleed for this company. In the beginning I didn't even have any money ---"
"Until I came along!" Ginny sat up urgently, her plan backfiring in her face. She didn't expect her boss to be so resistant. "I bring in all the wedding planner's resunue all together--" Lyndsey spook up again knowing that was true. "Weasley..."
"Times 10!"
Lyndsey felt her eyes bug out. Sadly she also knew that was true. But she couldn't let her pride do it. This was her business. Her job. All hers. She gave her a exasperated tired look. Ginny looked at the face. Time to put her plan into action. "You know I could always start my own business" she stated thoughtfully as if the idea had just came to her at the near thought of not becoming a partner.
Her boss stopped fiddling with everything on her desk and starred up sharply. "You wouldn't dare" she hissed lowly. Ginny smirked hardly afraid of the voice. Ever since she had lived by herself Ginny lost most of her innocence and learned that being shy was not going to get her anywhere. Alot of people were shocked to see how much she had changed since Hogwarts.
"I would dare Lyndsey. It's a very good possibility"
Lyndsey starred back gaping at the young woman. She would never admit to Ginny's face how right she really was. Ginny had that exact ability. And that was what Lyndsey was afriad of. "Ginny come on, don't make me do this. I'm not excatly ready to split my business"
Ginny bit her lip looking thoughtfully at the white cieling. "Now if you let me be your partner, you could help me by not having me spare the trouble of designing my own letter head"
"Ginny!!!"
"Now what font would I use?" she asked herself making sure that her boss heard that distinct whisper to herself. Lyndsey sighed panic taking over her. "Ok! Ok!!!" she cried burying her face in her hands. Ginny squealed standing up in surprise. Her plan worked! She was really... that valuable???
"Really?" Ginny cried standing up a grin spread all over her pale soft face. Lyndsey breathed out. "Yeah" she groaned. She actually to her surprise not as sad as she thought she would be when she finally would have to take a partner. If she had to share her business she was glad it was Weasley though and not anybody else.
"Yayyyyy!!!" Ginny squealed throwing her arms around Lyndsey allowing one moment of excitement release from her. After that Ginny regained her compose flicking something invisible off her skirt. "Thank you" she stated grinning. Lyndsey echoed with her own weak smile. "Yeah, Yeah get out of here before I regain my sanity"
She knodded furiously and quietly headed out the now no-longer her boss but her colleauges door. Michelle frowned looking at Ginny leaning against the door , her eyes closed. "What happened?" she asked her voice confused and worried. Ginny squealed again happily opening her fiery hazel eyes and laughed. "I did it!!!" she cried clasping Michelle's hands as she jumped up and down and squealed in unison just out of pure confusion.
As soon as Ginny had gotten that out of her system her assitant grinned stupidly and asked "You did what?"
The wedding planner laughed again as she once again composed herself, going down her hallway to begin her work. "I am the partner of W&W Bridal Company" she exclaimed giggly. Michelle gaped and squealed for a good reason this time as she pulled the long rack of bridal gowns that a bunch of their orders ordered.
"Oh my god thats bloody amazing!!!" she cried grinning. Ginny knodded still dazed at her good fortune, ,as she searched for her cellphone to call. Hermoine and her mother to tell them the good news. Suddenly a young man wedding planner appeared with a devasted look. "Remember that wedding we did a month ago?" he asked the 2 excitied girls. Ginny put away her cellphone deciding to owl them herself.
"What?" she asked confused as Michelle gave him a quizzical look. He shurgged thinking of taking advantage of their memory loss but he knew if ethier of them would found out he would be a loser. "Well they filed for a divorce this weekend. You win Ginny" he handed her 20 knuts as he hurriedly left.
Ginny starred at the golden knuts in her palm. Her day was just getting better and better. Michelle starred and suddenly she rememebered what it was about. "Oh yeah! We bet how long they'd last. You bet a month. I owe you 20 knuts too. Just to tell you. How do you tell this stuff?" the thin blonde asked as she pushed the cart forward. Ginny thought for a minute and followed.
"Actually that was a easy one. The bride choose the song "Love Potion #9". They couldn't last more then a month with that wedding song" Michelle gave her a frown of confusion. The Wedding Planner had a odd way predicting how long a couple would last. Ginny Weasley was awfully weird no doubt about it.
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Ginny starred as she recitied carefully and clearly into the microphone "I bless you the merriest of says, the joyfullest weeks, the amazing months, and the beautiful elegant loving years. Now hold your glass" At that same moment the best man at the table raised his glass to themarried couple at the head of the long table. "And say your congrrats" at Ginny's words the young man did so and the table erupted into a loud applause and merriment.
The cooking chefs next to Ginny watching with shock and surprise. The wedding planner was feeding the best man his speech? Ginny starred back at them and clicked off her microphone. "What do you expect the guy to come up with that all by himself?" she asked them crossing her arms.
But suddenly a new voice broke Ginny's match. "You just gave the best man his speech" Ginny turned around to see a slick young woman in a pair of black jeans, a black turtleneck sweater, her shimmering blonde hair held into a tiny frumpy tail, her eyes hidden by sunnglasses. So this was the rich profession Melody Barker., the creator of Spellotape .02. "Smooth" Melody praised pulling away her sunglasses revealing a pair of twinkling sapphire eyes gleaming with humour.
Ginny smilied not afriad to admit she already liked this women. "Thanks. I'm Ginny. Ginny Weasley" the young woman introduced holding her hand out for her to shake. Melody excepted the friendly handshake and replied "Melody Barker. I can see why you come so recommended. Did you create this all by yourself?"
Ginny knodded proud for such a praise. "Yup. Me and a few little helpers. But well, mostly me" The 2 women laughed as they started on a tour. Ginny explained the basics. The cost, the things the groom does, the bride does, the choices, everything. Melody listened intently as they chatted on until Ginny came to the food tray.
The best man she had been giving the lines showed up with a goofy drunk grin a pile of french cheese on his plate. "Thanks doll. Worked like a charm" he said winking at the redhead as he left to eat his cheese feast. Ginny shook her head with a annoyed look at Melody, who in turn, laughed. "Well are all of them like that?" the blonde asked quietly a eyebrow raised.
Ginny sighed shaking her head. "Yup" she admitted and the 34 laughed again. Melody smilied pleasently as she put her sunglasses atop her head. "Look, theres my mum and pops. You have to met them" she insisted pulling them over towards the old people, a thin balding man in a big quite and a skinny flimsy woman who reminded Ginny of Lyndsey, with her odd hair and too much makeup.
"Mummy. Pops. This is Ginny Weasley, the Wedding Planner" Melody introduced the red head who grinned pioletely shaking Mr. and Mrs. Barker's hands. Mr.Barker grinned draining the champagne cup and turned to her. "So you created all of this?" he asked his voice thick with alcohol.
Ginny grinned, unsure, as she turned to Melody, who in turn frowned. "Daddy, don't drink the champagne we are not guests!" she scolded taking the glass out of his tight grasp. Mr.Barker frowned at his daughter and then turned back to Ginny. "Well, you do anything to make my little girl's wedding a dream come true. Money is not a matter in the problem" Mrs.Barker looked up from the selection of oysters. "Yes, and we'll be needing a stage. I'm going to sing just for the married couple"
Melody sighed rubbing her temples. "No, mother your not singing at my wedding. And we're not even sure if we're going to hire her yet" Ginny looked up a bit sharply. Was their a possibilty that she wasn't going to be hired? Obviously there was. She was going to need reinforcements.
Michelle suddenly came up looking exasperated and tired, everything was out of place for her. Perfect. "Ginny?" Michelle asked her voice full of worry. "The belly dancer just arrived and she has a tattoo of a very... well...uh ... " Ginny broke her off quickly. "Michelle this is Melody Barker and her parents Mr.and Mrs.Barker. " Michelle turned to the trio in front of the buffet table.
"The Barkers?" she asked slowly forcing a piolete grin and turned toward back toward Ginny. Michelle's eyes asked if they were to be her soon to be clients and Ginny knodded mutely. "This is Michelle Henderson, my personal assistant" Ginny introduced her to the Barkers and soon everyone began the ritual of shaking hands.
Finally time to make a point.
"Michelle I wanted to know if you could get me the files on X please?" It had the same effect as Ginny intended. Mrs.Barker leaned forward intruiged. "X?"
Ginny knodded quietly. "Confidential" she whispered as Michelle hurried off on her cue. Well Ginny had Mr.and Mrs.Barker's vote. Now she had to get Melody's. "Now Wedding Woman" Mr.Barker stated roughly his voice deep and thick. "Tell us... what do you think of a wedding for my teddy bear?" Melody winced at the nickname but still kept a grinning face.
Ginny clasped her hands use to the question. People always wanted a tidbit of the future, and she was more then happy to give it to them. "Well for you" she stated striaght at Melody giving a look over at her for one more minute. "I would use alot of white, a beautiful elegant color, and maybe deal with a old regal victorian theme? And it has to be at night and outside. With tropical flowers imported from Bali. Satin. Velvet. Curls and drapries .... thin enough to see the stars"
Ginny was to in her thought of what excatly she was planning all in her active brain to see the large wide smile spread across Melody Barkers face. She had gotten Melody's vote right there and then.
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Ginny smilied over the cellphone. "Yup, Michelle I've got it!" Michelle grinned over the other line. "Alright! When have they assigned it?" Ginny stopped at a cart quickly buying a apple to take on the walk back to her loft. "They want it during the Spring" she explained taking a bite of the cruunchy fruit. Michelle sighed. "Thats during our busy season... you can handle it right?"
Ginny frowned. "Yeah but its going to be one of my only cases for awhile" she stated after swallowing the apple. Ginny looked across at the cobbletsoned street. No Carriages, and it was the middle of the afternoon so the crowds weren't as thick. Silently she walked across the street calmly.
"Lyndsey won't be to happy about that but I'm sure she'll - - -" suddenly at that moment Ginny felt her high heel lodge itself into the small unseen crack between the 2 stones in the middle of the street. "Oh shot" she exclaimed trying desperately to yank it out. Michelle frowned a bit disturbed by her annoyed tone.
Ginny grunted pulling her leg, trying to get the heel to loosen. "Damn. I'm stuck" she moaned on the other line. "Hold on a minute"
At that exact moment a carriage driver with a neck brace leaned forward trying to get a taste of the strawberry and walnut ice cream he had boughten earlier. As he leaned forward for the artifical sweet, he felt his horses pause and his ice cream fell to the floor. "Grr!" he shouted as he bent down to pick it up with his cone. At that moment the driver dropped the reins and he had no control over the cabby.
The horses galloped forward ontheir taste of freedom and one of the horses dislodged a garbage can from its usually spot outside a resturant they were passing. The man came up his ice cream back on the cone grabbing the reins back in his clutches fully in control. He hardly acknowledged the fact the large huhge trash can was careening down the hill behind him, gathering speed, heading striaght towars the paralyzed Ginny.
"Oh shit!" she cried the old rusty garbage can gathering speed rushing towards her. Hurriedly she yanked harder. No go. The shoe was contented on staying right where it was. Ginny sighed quickly as she bent down to unbuckle herself from her shoes. The young women pulled her right foot free grunting with the effort. Ginny got up getting out of the middle of the street. But before she did that she caught a glance at her poor innocent gucchi shoes.
She couldn't just leave it there. It was her favorite. The kind with the thin heels and the nice shade of lavender. "Oh their my good shoes!" she cried and headed back onto the street deciding to give it one last yank. She bent down and tugged with all her might.
Suddenly Ginny heard the loud rush of wheels and quietly closed her eyes. She didn't have time to move. She was done for. All she could think of was how she died because of a freakin shoe! What a bloody idiot!
The force of the impact wasn't as hard as Ginny thought. Her blue eyes were shut tight, and then she felt something thrown upon her, quick and hardly painful. Maybe she wouldn't die. Just serious injuries. Suddenly Ginny noticed something. The trash was laying on top of her. And she swore she just heard the swosh of the ugly stinking thing fly PAST her.
Hey. Something wasn't right here. Ginny frowned as she felt somebody lift her up. "Hey... Hey come on wake up now... come on... wake up we don't want you to sleep into a coma now do we?" the voice sounded oddly familiar and reluctantly Ginny opened one eye and was greeted with a pair of shining beautiful emerald ones.
She had never seen such eyes. She looked up at him, a young man, certainly not a trash can. He was tall. Well built. Raven Hair. Green eyes. Yes it was very familiar but Ginn's brain was so muddled right now she couldnt piece anything together. "Ahh... your awake" the familiar stranger stated looking at her through his glasses a humourous glance.
Ginny knodded and found that her head hurt quite alot. "You saved..." she croaked and suddenly acknowledged that she was grasping to a shoe the heel ripped off. "- - - my shoe" Ginny finished lamely quickly noticing her mistake. "My life. You saved my life"
But it was to late. The young man chuckled at the mistake. "No, actually I was aiming for the shoe, you just happened to be a added bonus." he teased gently. Ginny sighed rolling her eyes. Men. They were so mean. "But lets not worry about your shoes. We have to keep you awake and conscious. How's your head?Anything broken? Can you breath?" he asked gently, looking down at her.
Ginny frowned feeling the man's weight over her small body and groaned. "Well" she started. "The breathing thing rings a bell. Maybe its because your kinda laying atop of me and cutting of my circulation. " The man chuckled gently putting his hands over her arms to check for broken bones. "Good , Good, your in the right state of mind..." he acknowledged. Ginny starred at him oddly for a moment waiting. "If you could... kinda you know... get off of me that would be really kind of you"
The guy suddenly noticied his mistakes and grinned. "No problem" he stated gently standing up on the ground pulling her up with him. Ginny felt oxygen return to her body and she took a large gulp of air. When the man had lifted her up she felt herself be washed over with dizziness. "Whoa" she whispered closing her eyes.
The guuy sighed looking her over. "Look we're going to get you to the hospital alright? Now stay awake" Ginny felt herself become cradled and sighed softly laying her head against his shoulders. He had a strong shoulder. Nice shoulder. He smelt nice too.
"You smell" Ginny muttured feeling the dizziness increase. "Like... sweet plums.. and grilled cheese sandwhiches...." Finally she felt herself drown in darkness and she collasped into a strangers arms.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA all done w/ first chapter.
Thank you and Have a nice day.
~MerlinsApprentince.