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Chapter 15: Satan's Friend

I sat at work, enduring my daily amount of boredom as others around me actually had something to do. I looked up at the ceiling, wishing it would fall down on me and end my misery.

"Ginny?" Came my bosses voice. I jumped to attention and blushed at how dazed I must've looked.

"Oh, hello Ms. Aiton." I said, pretending to be busy as I shuffled a few random papers. "I was just—"

"Staring into space and counting down the minutes till lunch?" She smiled.

"You could put it that way." I laughed.

Me and my boss, Ms. Aiton (or Satan, as me and my fellow coworkers liked to call her behind her back) had the normal boss/subordinate relationship. I kissed up to her when she was around, telling her that she looked great in her new pantsuit and smiling sweetly when she handed me a shit load of paperwork. But then, when she was gone and I was around the water cooler with my coworkers, I made jokes about how she probably got dressed in the dark and I'd like to take the paper work and shove it up her ass. Then I'd add that it probably wouldn't fit, what with a stick occupying that area and all. Then everyone would laugh, and we'd continue to be bitter.

But as long as she was in earshot, I was her best friend. Meaning I reluctantly shared my love life with her, and pretended to listen when she gushed about her new Latin lover.

"So, has your friend tried to set you up with anyone lately?" Satan asked with a grin.

"She's tried, but I become temporarily deaf whenever she brings it up." I said, sending my boss into hoots of laughter. She was amused far too easily. But I suppose that was a plus, because she considered me one of her favorites, seeing as I could always make her laugh, so she didn't come down as hard on me as she did everyone else.

Ms. Aiton whipped a tear of laughter from her eye and sighed, "Ah, Ginny. I know you've been having a lot of trouble finding a boyfriend," I forced a smile through gritted teeth. "That's why I've decided to let you in on a little secret."

She made a big show of leaning over and summoning me forward by crooking her finger. Once my ear was centimeters from her mouth, and I was nearly gagging on her horrible perfume, she whispered, "I have this friend who would be great for you."

I groaned inwardly. Not another blind date, please God, no!

I leaned back so I could see Satan's face and said timidly, "Ms. Aiton, I don't think that'd be a very good idea."

She pursed her lips and said smugly, "You know, if you go out with him, I might just be able to give you a promotion. But if you think that you're too busy to go out on a date, then I suppose a promotion would only add to your list of things to do."

I didn't know what to do. I would rather die then go out on another blind date, but I'd been wanting a promotion for months. It meant more money for Chrissy and I, and a decrees in the amount of boredom I'd have to endure everyday.

"A friend, huh?" I asked with interest, causing Satan to giggle girlishly.

~*~*~*~

"Another blind date?" Harry asked with raised eyebrows. He had come over to my flat after work, and we were in the kitchen talking.

"The guys Hermione set me up with were great, but just not my type." I said coolly. That was, by far, the biggest lie I'd ever spoken. "My boss is setting me up with one of her friends."

"Doing a little ass kissing, are we?" Harry asked slyly.

"You know it." I smiled. There was a faint ringing that echoed through the kitchen. I had learned to ignore this already, and continued to sip my coffee.

"What's that noise?" Harry asked, looking around the room curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing." I assured him. The ringing sounded again, and Harry got up from his chair and tried to follow the noise.

"It's coming from your oven." He said, cocking his head to the side and raising an eyebrow.

"Yea, it's just Hermione." I said dismissively.

"Hermione's in your oven?" Harry asked stupidly.

"No, the telephone is." I laughed, walking over and opening the oven door, revealing a ringing telephone.

"Well that makes total sense." Harry said sarcastically.

"Hermione keeps calling me about guys she wants to set me up with, and I just got sick of it. So, I put the phone in the oven so I wouldn't have to listen to it ring all the time."

"What about when you have to use the oven?" Harry asked, making me sigh with annoyance.

"Harry, it's *me*. Have you ever seen my use an oven?" I asked.

"Right," He said. "So why doesn't Hermione just Apparate here?"

"Because I threatened to bash her face in." I smiled.

"But this guy, you've met him, right?" Harry asked, changing the subject quickly and putting on a very protective manner. I smiled inwardly.

"No, actually. Thus the basis of it being called a blind date." I teased. "I don't even know his name. My boss takes this whole thing very seriously." Harry's face looked worried. "Calm down," I said, building up enough courage to place my hand on his arm. "I'm sure he's not a serial killer."

"I wouldn't be so sure." Harry muttered. "I mean, you don't know what kind of people your boss hangs out with." He hesitated for a moment before saying, "It'd really make me feel a lot better if we went on a double date or something. I mean, just so I could get to know the guy." He smiled at me while saying, "I just want to know if this guy is good enough for you or not."

I was really touched, and didn't know what to say. I mean, what could I say? "No because I'm afraid this guy will be a complete freak and you and your perfect Kate will laugh in my face"?

"Listen," I said quietly, my hand still on his arm. He put his hand over mine, sending shivers of pleasure up my spine. "I have a date with him tonight and, if he agrees, I'd love to go on a double date."

Harry beamed at me, and I knew right then that the whole thing was worth it.

"Besides," I continued casually, trying desperately to maintain my composure as he gently stroked my hand with his feather-light fingers. "I want to get to know Kate as well."

And see if she's prettier the me. And if she's smarter then me. And if you're really as in love with her as everyone says you are.

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I didn't even bother telling Hermione that I was going on yet another blind date. I knew she'd just try to set me up by saying something like, "I swear to God, I didn't know he was mentally unstable! But this one, he's never even stepped foot in the Funny Farm."

But I'd had enough of blind dates. This was going to be my last one, and I was only doing it for the promotion. But, seriously, the guy Satan was setting me up with couldn't be that bad. I mean, what's the chance I'd go out with three nutcases in one month?

So I got ready on my own, without people around to tell me I looked beautiful and that my date wouldn't try to rape me in the middle of a restaurant. I got to the Three Broomsticks early, and sat down at an empty table. I looked around the pub, instinctively looking for my date, as if he'd be wearing a big sign and ringing a bell. But all of the men there looked to smart to ever even converse with someone like my boss, so I guessed he wasn't there yet.

"Lookin' good, Weasley." Came a silky voice from behind me. I turned around, and found myself looking into the gray eyes of a very handsome man with blonde hair.

I was just beginning to smile at him when an alarm suddenly went off in my head.

Blonde hair. Gray eyes. Sexy—I mean, *evil* smirk.

"Malfoy?" I asked with disgust.

"Who did you think it was?" He laughed, sitting down across from me.

"Well, with a line like, 'Lookin' good, Weasley,' I was thinking more along the lines of a pervert in a leisure suit." I smirked. When I noticed that he was looking at a spot a little below my face, I added, "One out of two isn't that bad."

I tried desperately not to melt over Malfoy. He was unbelievably gorgeous, and I had to hold back the urge to flirt with him. I just kept telling myself; evil, evil, evil.

"Now leave." I snapped. "I'm meeting someone."

"I don't hear a 'please.'" Draco said innocently.

"And you never will." I replied. "So fuck off."

"That's not a very nice thing to say to your date." He smiled.

Hold the fellytone one gosh darn second there cowboy.

I managed to stutter what some might consider an incoherent 'Wha?'.

"Elizabeth Aiton, your boss?" Draco said, looking at me like I was a poor, illiterate child from some third world country. "Do you remember who she is, or would you like to see a picture to jog your memory?"

"Of course I know who she is." I snapped, not allowing myself to blush with embarrassment. He had this strange way of making me feel very stupid, and I hated it.

After listening to Draco brag a bit, I learned that he and Satan were former flames. That is, until she discovered he was shagging three of her friends, at which point he dumped her before she could dump him. But he claims that they're still close friends.

I finally developed the ability to tune Draco's bragging out, and proceeded to stare blankly into space with a defined scowl on my face. His mouth just kept moving as his gray eyes danced happily. And every time that stupid smirk found it's way onto his mouth, I wanted to throw a drink in his face. But, seeing as I didn't have any sort of beverage nearby, I had to endure his constant boasting.

"What are you rambling on about?" I finally asked icily.

"Pansy Parkinson and how she let me titty fuck her last night." He said with a sly smile. I glared. "But we don't have to talk about Pansy. You, being the offspring of a man like your father, probably want to talk about muggle things." Draco said, crinkling his pointy nose. "But I suppose we can talk about that. What about baseball?"

He waited for me to answer, but I wouldn't, so he continued.

"So, how about those Twins?" He asked, staring pointedly at my breast. "I think they're great, and I'd really love to play with them sometime."

Draco Malfoy: king of double meanings.

"How are you not still a virgin?" I asked exasperatedly, receiving a few odd stares from strangers around the pub.

"What d'you mean?" Draco asked, his pale cheeks tinted with pink.

"What self-respecting woman would even consider sleeping with a man who uses lines like, 'Lookin' good Weasley' and referred to her breasts as a baseball team?" I was speaking a lot louder then I'd intended, and more then half of the pub were now listening in on our conversation. But I was too caught up in the moment to notice. Draco was the pervert that broke the camel's back.

"I mean, I can understand why Pansy would shag you. She's looks like a dog and has the IQ of one." I continued, succeeding in making Draco's pale face now shine crimson. "But what about the other ones? Where they lucky enough to be deaf and not have to endure your constant string of nauseating pickup lines?"

A few people in the pub snickered, and Draco continued to glow red. I stood up and grabbed my purse.

"I'm leaving." I said angrily, taking a few steps. But I stopped quickly, turned around, and yelled at Draco as he began to stand up, "And *don't* follow me."

I didn't know what it was that made me snap. Maybe I'd finally got fed up with men focusing on my breasts when, obviously, they weren't my best feature. I mean, they really weren't that big, a B at the most, and my ass was so much better. Why couldn't they introduce themselves to my *ass* or refer to my *ass* as some kind of sports team?

Or maybe, as shown in the rant above, I'd finally gone insane.

Whatever the reason, I'd taken all of the anger I'd saved up from my previous blind dates, and let it loose on him. And, as I walked through the dark streets of Diagon Alley, I realized that I felt so much better. Sure, maybe I wouldn't be getting that promotion, but at least I'd gotten everything out of my system.

"Hey, Weasley! Wait up!" Came Draco's voice as I heard him run up behind me.

"I thought I told you not to follow me." I said angrily, not even bothering to look over my shoulder at him.

"Really? Because I don't. You must be going mad." Draco said, now walking beside me. "And at such a young age. It's so sad." He teased.

I stopped abruptly and turned my angry face to him. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? Why did he insist on bugging me until I snapped?

"Leave. Me. Alone." I said clearly. He just smirked at me.

"Come on Weasley. You're hot, I'm hot, we could have some really great sex." He reasoned.

"As hard as it seems to believe, I'm not interested in you!" I yelled, failing in trying to remain calm.

"Liar." I said with a cocky smirk.

"You're such an arrogant bastard!" I yelled.

"Is that so?" Draco asked, seeming very amused at something.

"Yes!" I screamed, fuming with anger. "You a spoiled brat who's in love with himself and can't get it through his extraordinarily big head that other people hate him!"

"Now, which head would you be talking about?" He asked smugly, glancing quickly down at his pants. "Because, the way you put it, it can't be the one on my shoulders."

I screamed out in anger, nearly shaking with rage.

"You're so—" I began to yell, but Draco grabbed me roughly by the shoulders and slammed his lips onto mine.

At first, I was shocked, just standing there, immobilized. But, once my mind caught up with me, I managed to pull away from him and slap his face.

My hand stung, but it was worth it. Seeing Draco's shocked face and my white handprint on his cheek was priceless.

"Bitch." He muttered under his breath as he put his hand over his ginger cheek.

"What did you expect?!" I yelled. "I'm screaming at you, calling you all of these names, and you have the nerve to kiss me?"

"You can't tell me you didn't like it." Draco smirked, getting his cockiness back quickly. "What, are you still hung up on Potter or something?"

I was just about to yell some more, when it hit me. What would be the one thing that would send Harry over the edge? Seeing me with his worst enemy. This was the perfect opportunity. Draco liked me and, when Harry saw us all over each other, he'd be crazy with jealousy... hopefully.

I smiled inwardly as I pictured the look on Harry's face. This would be perfect. All I'd have to do would be to make Draco think I liked him. Which, actually, wouldn't be that hard. As long as he kept his mouth shut, he was hot enough for me to get through having to kiss him.

My mind made up, I grabbed Draco's chin with one hand, and kissed him.

"I knew you'd reconsider." He said after I pulled back. I couldn't help but smile at his horrible attempt at 'bedroom eyes.'

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mintytoothpick: I wish I could just snap my fingers and make Kate disappear, but I'd have a hell of a time making up a story as to why she left. Besides, it adds more problems for poor little Ginny. Oh, and about the story, I promise to check it out as soon as I get some free time!

David: This was the last blind date for Ginny, I promise, no more torture. Although, I suppose having Draco as her boyfriend would still be considered torture. That is, unless I suddenly decide to have him be all wonderful.... hmmm....

Herbie: lol, who knows, maybe Kate really is made up. That, or Harry is just a really horrible boyfriend to her. You're totally right, I'd dump a guy if he suddenly started visiting his 'friend' at random hours of the night!

Foags: you're right! Ginny *is* like Rachel! I swear to God, Friends has become my addiction. Did you see Phoebe's wedding?!?! Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FOAGS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FOAGS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FOOOOAGS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!

OfTheWest: Be patient. I promise those moments, but first we need a little hell for Ginny. And who better to give Ginny hell the Satan's favorite poker buddy?

Sherbert_Sweety: I'm so glad you read this story, being a anti Harry/Ginny and all. Thanks so much for giving my story a chance, and I'm so happy you liked it!

Strayc@t: I promise Ginny and Kate will meet. I mean, there's gotta be a double date sometime, right? You'll see if she's really perfect, or if she's wonderfully flawed like you and me!

Tyster: *dreamy sigh* I just love making my readers laugh so hard that they are forced to loose balance and roll around on the filthy ground like an animal. It just makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.

Kelei: Thank you!!!

Brit-babe: I'm so glad you're still reading! Oh, and don't apologize for being hyper! It happens to the best of us.

hpfan73: I know, I know, Harry's a stupid little butt head. But he'll come to his senses soon, right? All it'll take is just one look at Ginny and Draco together, and he'll go off the wall.

kneh13: So you've seen the pink elephants too?! I thought I was the only one.

Does it really matter: To answer your question of how I think up this stuff; I have no idea. Maybe I'm just crazy and so weird ideas haunt me daily. Or maybe it's just cause I watch Friend daily—which is, by the way, the BEST show in the world. So, yea, I donno, take your pick. (ps- *loving* you for the JKR comment. And it's so wonderful to know that you dreamt about this story. Did Harry and Ginny end up together?)

Chelles: I'm still completely stumped as to whether to make Chris a witch or not. I donno, maybe I'll just not make a decision at all.... muhahahahah, that'd just kill you, wouldn't it.

Draco-FutureBF: haha, I'll consider your suggestions about what to do with Kate.

LittleGreenPerson: There wouldn't even be a name for the color Ron's face would turn if he found out about Nathan. And that, my friend, is why Ginny decided to not tell him.

Unperfection: As a matter of fact, I LOVED writing Nathan's part simply because it was just random rambling. In fact, I might just bring him back so I can have some more fun.

D.Torres: If you don't see where this story is going then why are you still reading it? Honestly, make up your mind.

Chelsea of the Moor: I try to put Chris in as much as possible, but it's hard cause I'm still trying to decide whether she'll be a witch or not. But I'll try to work her in somewhere!

Voldie On Varsity Track: *drools* your mention of Cheese Nips made me hungry! I need to go grocery shopping.... anyways, thanks for the nice things you said :)

shelly2: I'm so glad I made you a fan! Truthfully, I wasn't much of a Harry fan before I wrote this (his constant yelling in the 5th book annoyed me), but I love the idea of Ginny getting who she really wants.

little-lost-one: lol, no kidding Hermione has bad judgment. But everyone has things they're bad at.

da90schic: Thank you!

Emily: Wow, you're good. I didn't even see that pattern. But you'll see if Kate really is wonderful when the double date comes (in the next chapter, I think)!

Purfectchild: I'm glad you think Harry and Ginny should be together. Some readers are still pissed about Ginny leaving him, and are *happy* about Harry finding Kate. *sigh* silly silly people.

Faith456: Of course Hermione works with perverts! She works for Fudge (did I say that in the story?), and he's the wizard version of a pimp (with the exception of Lucius and his infamous pimp stick). So, of course Fudge would hire people like himself, don't ya think?

Lil-frankie14: Oh, I hope the suspense doesn't kill you before I'm finished with the story! Hold on just a little bit longer! Then you have my permission to be killed by the suspense.

g-@-b-S-t-E-r*07: I think Ginny will meet Kate in the next chapter, but I'm not sure. Then you'll find out if she's flawless or, as some readers think, fictitious.

Pheonixgurl: Thanks!

KeeperOfTheMoon: Thanks.... again!

Lightprincess: Glad you liked the elephants. They were fun to write. I wish I were crazy....

Pixi Punkrocker: heehee, I love your quote of the day! Okay, here, I have one too. "Boys will be boys... unless they're transsexuals." My friend said that during Spanish class and I could not stop laughing!

BuckNC: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! HAVE YOU GONE MAD?!?!?!! How can you be a Harry/Kate shipper!?!?!?! What has become of this world?!?!?!!?!?!?!

HogwartsGrl13: Thank you so much!

BeautifulMess: haha, your sister is a Hermione? Neat-o! Well, now you know that if she offers to set you up on a blind date, scream and run away.

lovey360: That's a good idea, but I figured Ginny would have gotten enough sense not to get set up again by Hermione. All well, now we have Malfoy and all of his sexily horrible ways!

Sarah: You don't like Ginny? Wow, that totally wasn't what I was going for. I mean, sure, Ginny could have gotten in contact with Harry, but would you have wanted to talk to they guy who's heart you broke? She probably thought that he hated her and never wanted to see her again. I kinda thought that all of that was implied, but it's my fault if it wasn't. I tend to do that a lot, think that you guys will understand something without me writing it, but then no one does.

Soccerstarz: Wow, I was kind going for the whole funny thing, but I guess sad works too. Anyways, thanks.

LiTtLe-bLaCk-sTaR: I think in the next chapter you'll find out if Kate is real or not. You're one of the many who think that she's made up, so keep reading to find out!

Sarahamanda: Thanks!

Luna Lovegood2: Thanks so much! I'm glad I can make you laugh.

Jaquelyne: Oh, geez, that sucks that you've dated a Nathan. Entertaining, yes, but it still kinda sucks.

Duke20104: haha, you're another person who thinks Kate's fake! Well, you'll see in the next chapter.

zeldagrl436: heehee, I concur.

Swishy Willow Wand: No need to apologize of o/d-ing on sugar. After I post, I'm gonna attack my secret stash of chocolates and candies. By the way, your Kate idea is very clever, but you'll just have to wait till ch. 16 to find out! Muhahahaha!

MoonGoddess25: Goodness, the way you put it Harry sounds like a stalker! No, he wasn't following her. I was probably just coming by to visit Hermione (and Chrissy, of course) and saw Ginny passed out. Actually I just pulled that excuse out of my posterior because I didn't even think of why he suddenly decided to show up at her flat. But it sounded good, right?

harry's4me+notu: Ew, no! Sorry, I just never really liked Colin Creevey. He always kinda reminded me of an obsessive leech. Anyways, I think I know why you don't want Harry with Ginny. Perhaps you want him for yourself, as your name so conveniently points out. Hmmm, I believe I have solved the mystery.

crazy steph: Thanks so much!

SaTiNk06: I am glad! Mucho glad!

emerald-hopes: Yes yes yes, I promise an update every Friday, so you won't have to sit there long!

Madison: I know there are a lot of things that Ginny *should* have done, but I'm trying to have Ginny be like all normal women (with the exception that she's magical) and make wrong decisions. Besides, do you really think you'd want to read about a girl who makes all the right decisions all the time?

supergirl036996: Yea, this is a Harry Ginny fic, even though sometimes it doesn't seem that way. Anways, thanks so much for all the nice things you said.

Ahbahh: lol, I totally agree with you on Hermione's taste being a bit off. By the way, I love your spunk! And, I totally believe you when you say that you'd kick a guys balls off if he shook your boob, cause God knows any girl would want to.

Parvai Elana Nakeiisha Name: Thanks for all the wonderful French words. I didn't understand a word of it, seeing as I am barely monolingual, but whatever. And, BTW, Eddie sounds muy interesting. I must research him...

Dude: Yea, Nathan was awesome to write. I wish every character was that... colorful. I'm glad you accept how I made Kate, and I promise more Harry/Ginny!

Twinsofthesky: It's absolutely my intention for you not to like Kate, so she HAS to be perfect. Sorry, no green hair.

AgiVega: I think around 21 chapter will do it, but I donno. Anyways, I promise more Harry/Ginny.

Faer: haha, you're another reader who either thinks that Kate is less then perfect or not real at all. Well, you'll find out in the next chapter.

7-U25: I'm so glad to get that reaction out of you. So, to keep you on the edge of your seat still, you'll have to keep reading to see what happens! *sigh* I love this job.

Purple Star Dust: Thanks so much! I'm glad I can make you laugh!

Courtney: NO NO NO! It's not the end, I swear! I promise to write in big bold letters when it's the end. What a way to end a story, right when she finds that Harry is hiding a few feelings.

Choco-liciouz: Yea, Hermione is a bit flaky when it comes to picking out guys. I mean, look at her boyfriend, Ron.

Pinkchicklet: I can definitally promise more Harry/Ginny drama/romance. But mostly romance.

Dolphingirl79: Yea, it is a good thing Harry still has feelings for Ginny. Let's just hope that they're stronger then his feelings for Kate.

Merit Somnia: And here's pervert date number three. Ginny really is unlucky when it comes to men. But maybe Draco will be better then it seems at first.

!!!!!!!!!!!HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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