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"You asshole! You're a disgrace to the Malfoy name!" yelled Lucius.
"Dad, what are you playing at?"
"Don't be stupid. You know what I'm talking about," he replied.
"What?!"
"I can't believe you would not choose to serve the Dark Lord!"
"Well, I can't believe you would want to. He's an asshole and you are stupid to serve him. All of his fucking plans never work and you still wait on him hand and foot!" Draco yelled.
"Don't ever say anything foul about the Dark Lord!" Lucius spat while bringing his hand to Draco's face, slapping it with all of his might.
Draco gazed out the window of his bedroom. Since that day, Lucius gave Draco's will and money to his cousin, leaving Draco with nothing. The only thing he gave him was this manor. Now Draco had to work. He thought he'd never have to, but since he refused to serve the Dark Lord, he was forced to. It was the only way he would get money. He looked at his watch.
"Fuck! I'm late for work," he said.
He ran down the marble staircase of his beautiful manor that was also servantless (no servants). He apparated to his office. It was a small dainty office. The desk was rusted and the furniture looked like it was about to fall apart. He sat on his chair. He thought about how much he dispised his father. It was his father that took away his money and forced him to work in a pitiful job. Damn him he thought. Draco worked as the editor/reporter to the new magazine, SpellCast.
This sucks he thought as he was reviewing the new November issue. The magazine was quite a hit, though. It was selling millions 24/7. At least he was getting paid well.
~*~
Virginia looked around the apartment. It was huge. It had two bedrooms and an enormous kitchen. She wondered how she was going to pay for this. She had been living at the "Burrow" for quite some time now and haven't even worked. She was 20 years old for god's sake. The least she would do was to get a job.
"I'll take it," she said to the small plump man. He was the landlord. She was planning to buy her own house and not live off her parents from now on. The landlord left, telling her to sign the contract tomorrow afternoon. She agreed. Looks like I'm going to have to get a job.
~*~
Draco looked around his disgusting looking office. He wanted to decorate it but he didn't know how. Suddenly a call came from the speaker of his office.
"Draco, come to my office," the voice said. It was his boss, Franklin R. Smith. He was the most arrogant bastard in the world. He was demanding and impatient. Reluctantly, Draco obeyed. He walked towards his boss's bigger office.
"Draco, my boy," he said with his croaky deep voice.
"Yes?" Draco replied.
"I am having you research another topic," he continued.
"What?! I just finished one last week," Draco yelled.
"Don't talk to me like that boy. Slow down, I'm going to have someone help you with this one. I've hired a new reporter, Virginia Weasley." Draco winced at the name. The weasel's little sister? It couldn't be. It was probably another Weasley he thought.
"Well I've heard that 'roughing' it is quite fun. A few days without food or water in a jungle orforest. Some people say they rather enjoy it." Oh great Draco thought some more stupid gossip this fat man has heard.
"I want you two to rough it out in the jungles of Romania, to find out the truth."
"This is going to be a major sell out," Frank continued.
This is stupid Draco thought. "Well, Virginia is here right now and I want you to meet her."
"Katrina, send Virginia in please," he told his secretary through the speaker box. Just then, a beautiful woman walked through the door. She had flaming red hair and the most gorgeous body in the world. Her breasts were indeed huge and she had curves in all the right places. This can't be the little weasel Draco thought.
"Draco I want you to meet Virginia Weasley. Virginia, this is Draco Malfoy."
~*~
Virginia walked out of the ice cream parlor. She had just signed the contract and now she had her own flat. Virginia was now looking for a job when she spotted a mess of black hair and gorgeous green eyes sitting alone at the Leaky Cauldron. She decided to go see what was the matter with him. "Hey, Harry," she said.
"Hey," Harry said, tonelessly.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Oh nothing. I just had a row with Cho. She just doesn't like the idea of me leaving for 6 months to play Quidditch. She said I had to stay with the kids," he said. After Hogwarts, Harry was asked to play Quidditch professionally. He played for Puddlemere United. But the problem was that he was married to Cho Chang and had 2 kids, which didn't give him enough time to play at the games. "So, what's up with you?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just looking for a job. I bought a new flat you know," she replied.
"You're looking for a job? I know this guy who works for SpellCast and he's desperate for a new reporter. He won't even ask for job experience. You should go check it out. It's at the corner between Gringott's and Madame Malkins," Harry said.
"Oh thank you so much Harry," Ginny replied kissing him on the cheek and left towards the huge building.
~*~
Ginny opened the brass door and looked into the office. In it, were these mysteriously gray eyes and platinum blonde hair. It was Draco Malfoy.
"Draco I want you to meet Virginia Weasley. Virginia, this is Draco Malfoy." The man known as Franklin R. Smith said. No she thought it can't be Malfoy. This man is 10 times more attractive.
"I hope you are aware of the terms of this job are, Miss Weasley," Frank said. He noticed the way Draco and Ginny glared at each other. "I'll...uh..just leave you two alone." With that, he left the office.
Ginny just stared into those gray eyes for a while, trying to see if this was the arrogant git that she had known at Hogwarts.
"Nice to see you again, Virginia," he said, sarcastically, with that famous Malfoy smirk.
"You too," she replied glaring at him.
"You do know that we will have to be 'roughing' it out?" he said.
"Yes I am aware of that," she said. This was a tense polite/hate conversation. (A/N: They're trying to be polite but they have that hateful tone In their voice).
"And that we will have to be living together for the next few months?" he continued.
Ginny gasped. "Yes," she replied.
"Alright then. The bastard, Frank, said we will be leaving tomorrow. Be ready," he said. He glared at her for a second and then left. He was drop- dead sexy. She felt so hot and flushed whenever he gets close to her. 'No Virginia' she thought 'he's a bastard Malfoy for god's sake'.
~*~
Sorry this chapter is so short. Please send flames/compliments to me and if you have any ideas for the next chapter, put it in your review. More D/G action coming up.
Oh and I demand at least 10 reviews before continuing. Hee hee.
"You asshole! You're a disgrace to the Malfoy name!" yelled Lucius.
"Dad, what are you playing at?"
"Don't be stupid. You know what I'm talking about," he replied.
"What?!"
"I can't believe you would not choose to serve the Dark Lord!"
"Well, I can't believe you would want to. He's an asshole and you are stupid to serve him. All of his fucking plans never work and you still wait on him hand and foot!" Draco yelled.
"Don't ever say anything foul about the Dark Lord!" Lucius spat while bringing his hand to Draco's face, slapping it with all of his might.
Draco gazed out the window of his bedroom. Since that day, Lucius gave Draco's will and money to his cousin, leaving Draco with nothing. The only thing he gave him was this manor. Now Draco had to work. He thought he'd never have to, but since he refused to serve the Dark Lord, he was forced to. It was the only way he would get money. He looked at his watch.
"Fuck! I'm late for work," he said.
He ran down the marble staircase of his beautiful manor that was also servantless (no servants). He apparated to his office. It was a small dainty office. The desk was rusted and the furniture looked like it was about to fall apart. He sat on his chair. He thought about how much he dispised his father. It was his father that took away his money and forced him to work in a pitiful job. Damn him he thought. Draco worked as the editor/reporter to the new magazine, SpellCast.
This sucks he thought as he was reviewing the new November issue. The magazine was quite a hit, though. It was selling millions 24/7. At least he was getting paid well.
~*~
Virginia looked around the apartment. It was huge. It had two bedrooms and an enormous kitchen. She wondered how she was going to pay for this. She had been living at the "Burrow" for quite some time now and haven't even worked. She was 20 years old for god's sake. The least she would do was to get a job.
"I'll take it," she said to the small plump man. He was the landlord. She was planning to buy her own house and not live off her parents from now on. The landlord left, telling her to sign the contract tomorrow afternoon. She agreed. Looks like I'm going to have to get a job.
~*~
Draco looked around his disgusting looking office. He wanted to decorate it but he didn't know how. Suddenly a call came from the speaker of his office.
"Draco, come to my office," the voice said. It was his boss, Franklin R. Smith. He was the most arrogant bastard in the world. He was demanding and impatient. Reluctantly, Draco obeyed. He walked towards his boss's bigger office.
"Draco, my boy," he said with his croaky deep voice.
"Yes?" Draco replied.
"I am having you research another topic," he continued.
"What?! I just finished one last week," Draco yelled.
"Don't talk to me like that boy. Slow down, I'm going to have someone help you with this one. I've hired a new reporter, Virginia Weasley." Draco winced at the name. The weasel's little sister? It couldn't be. It was probably another Weasley he thought.
"Well I've heard that 'roughing' it is quite fun. A few days without food or water in a jungle orforest. Some people say they rather enjoy it." Oh great Draco thought some more stupid gossip this fat man has heard.
"I want you two to rough it out in the jungles of Romania, to find out the truth."
"This is going to be a major sell out," Frank continued.
This is stupid Draco thought. "Well, Virginia is here right now and I want you to meet her."
"Katrina, send Virginia in please," he told his secretary through the speaker box. Just then, a beautiful woman walked through the door. She had flaming red hair and the most gorgeous body in the world. Her breasts were indeed huge and she had curves in all the right places. This can't be the little weasel Draco thought.
"Draco I want you to meet Virginia Weasley. Virginia, this is Draco Malfoy."
~*~
Virginia walked out of the ice cream parlor. She had just signed the contract and now she had her own flat. Virginia was now looking for a job when she spotted a mess of black hair and gorgeous green eyes sitting alone at the Leaky Cauldron. She decided to go see what was the matter with him. "Hey, Harry," she said.
"Hey," Harry said, tonelessly.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Oh nothing. I just had a row with Cho. She just doesn't like the idea of me leaving for 6 months to play Quidditch. She said I had to stay with the kids," he said. After Hogwarts, Harry was asked to play Quidditch professionally. He played for Puddlemere United. But the problem was that he was married to Cho Chang and had 2 kids, which didn't give him enough time to play at the games. "So, what's up with you?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just looking for a job. I bought a new flat you know," she replied.
"You're looking for a job? I know this guy who works for SpellCast and he's desperate for a new reporter. He won't even ask for job experience. You should go check it out. It's at the corner between Gringott's and Madame Malkins," Harry said.
"Oh thank you so much Harry," Ginny replied kissing him on the cheek and left towards the huge building.
~*~
Ginny opened the brass door and looked into the office. In it, were these mysteriously gray eyes and platinum blonde hair. It was Draco Malfoy.
"Draco I want you to meet Virginia Weasley. Virginia, this is Draco Malfoy." The man known as Franklin R. Smith said. No she thought it can't be Malfoy. This man is 10 times more attractive.
"I hope you are aware of the terms of this job are, Miss Weasley," Frank said. He noticed the way Draco and Ginny glared at each other. "I'll...uh..just leave you two alone." With that, he left the office.
Ginny just stared into those gray eyes for a while, trying to see if this was the arrogant git that she had known at Hogwarts.
"Nice to see you again, Virginia," he said, sarcastically, with that famous Malfoy smirk.
"You too," she replied glaring at him.
"You do know that we will have to be 'roughing' it out?" he said.
"Yes I am aware of that," she said. This was a tense polite/hate conversation. (A/N: They're trying to be polite but they have that hateful tone In their voice).
"And that we will have to be living together for the next few months?" he continued.
Ginny gasped. "Yes," she replied.
"Alright then. The bastard, Frank, said we will be leaving tomorrow. Be ready," he said. He glared at her for a second and then left. He was drop- dead sexy. She felt so hot and flushed whenever he gets close to her. 'No Virginia' she thought 'he's a bastard Malfoy for god's sake'.
~*~
Sorry this chapter is so short. Please send flames/compliments to me and if you have any ideas for the next chapter, put it in your review. More D/G action coming up.
Oh and I demand at least 10 reviews before continuing. Hee hee.