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A/N Here is the next chappie, Yeah! OK I am sorry, but in this chapter I am going to go back in forth so I can describe everything that is happening, so please bear with me, if it is too confusing, let me know!

Ok, yeah, I passed the 100 marks! And I got my first flame! Shouldn't there be a kind of ritual or ceremony or something? Anyway, I am going to dissect the flame first, quoting it. Tell me if you think I was too mean.

FLAME BY LIL22

LIL22: This story sucks, I bet you do too!, I've seen better material from five year olds, I'm sure you have, we don't you just go back to the kindergarten then?,  You're writing ability is nil, and your stories are where exactly?, and your gamattical, What the hell is gamattical?, and spelling errors are atrocious. OWWW, big word, hope you didn't hurt yourself thinking about that! And anyway if my story is so bad, why did you read till chapter ten? And you do know that people actually read this story because it is entertaining, and not to look for mistakes, right? Even the greatest of novelists have someone specialized to get their work corrected, and I am not that good, I am an amateur. So most of the fanfic writers are. I will get a beta though (anyone offering?) to make sure less mistakes happen. Thanks for the constructive criticism.  

DEDICATION: Sharker, my 100th reviewer, and dpolhingirl79 who guessed the correct way this chappie is going to turn out! Well done!!!

Chapter Fourteen

When Harry meets Ginny

Harry rose from his seat and paced the hotel room once more. He couldn't believe he was actually going to go through with this. It was insane, bizarre, completely bonkers, yet necessary for his investigation. HE remembered when he first found out about this interview.

~* Flashback*~

"Well I just found out from very reliable sources that our dear Senator Kelly had ordered a Call Girl from our dear Draco, several weeks ago." Mike sais.

            "So?"

            "Harry where is that brilliance I witnessed a few moments ago?"

            "Erm… I don't know?"

            "Oh God. See this is the new plan. You will call the agency. Their number is 5628 – 5669 – 510. Ask for the girl nicknamed SexFire."

            "SexFire?"

            "Yeah. Get her and question her."

            "What if she doesn't know anything?"

            "Well it is the only lead we have so far." Mike said. "Plus you can talk to Malfoy about whatever." Mike added as an afterthought.

            "I'll do it." Was all Harry said before hanging up the receiver.

            Walking through the darkness of the City of Angels, Harry's mind was blank, thinking only of the times he and Ginny shared, and what he was planning to do once he found her. As he walked, he absentmindedly fingered a ring in his pocket. (A/N don't you just love it when Bilbo does that in LOTR?) [SORRY]

~*End Flashback*~

            "I can't believe I am actually doing this. This is beyond the call of duty." Harry shook his head. "I mean, come on, a hooker? Lets just hope that Molly doesn't find out! She would kill me!" he said to on one in particular.

            Suddenly a small rap sounded from the window. Harry spun around, already nervous, and opening the window for the little owl to come in. Harry smiled as he saw the large barn owl, owned by the Weasley family, but it quickly got replaced with a look of horror when he noticed a red envelope tied to the owl's leg.

            "No it cant be!" Harry cried, while prying the envelope off the owl's leg.

            Harry swallowed, and decided it was best to open the envelope now, rather than later. Not having enough time for a silencing charm on his room, the howler opened.

            "HARRY JAMES POTTER! WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? A PROSTITUTE? YOU HAVE BOOKED A PROSTITUTE? RON FOUND OUT AT WORK AND THOUGHT IT VERY FUNNY! HE CANT WALK NOW! I DOTN CARE IF IT IS FOR YOUR WORK! WHEN YOU GET BACK TO ENGLAND YOU ARE GOING TO GET IT, YOU HEAR?!?!?!"

            Harry cringed at the sound of Molly's voice, and sighed relief as the envelope burst into flames, burning slowly! Hey, it was better than he thought! Suddenly a knock was heard on the door. Putting away his wand he walked over to the door. It was probably this SexFire person. He was very glad the Senator wasn't gay (not that there is anything wrong with that he added silently thinking of Charlie and Oliver) otherwise he wouldn't have been able to do this.

            Opening the door, his face fell in shock.

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            Ginny was standing in the elevator, humming along side to the music. It was an old song that reminded her of something, rather someone. It held a special meaning to her, but it has been so long. She heard someone try to stifle a laughter next to her. Turning she saw a young man of about 30, and very good looking.

            Their eyes met, and played a fierce game of glaring. Ginny won, when the doors opened and the man had to step out. He turned around and looked Ginny up and down. She was wearing a pair of black pants with white strips going down. The pants fitted her perfectly. She wore a white shirt, with a frilly color, although the top three buttons were undone, showing some of her cleavage. To complement the look she wore a long jacket, which resembled the pants (black with long white strips), and a pair of black heels.

            Her hair was down, with the long luscious ends curled. She wore a tinge of black eyeliner with a touch of red lipstick on her already full lips. Hey, the Royal Star was a classy affair, she needed to look presentable.

            The man winked at her and Ginny raised her eyebrows in a challenging manner, as if she was mocking him, or even daring him to come and taste her. Just as he was about to step back into the elevator, Ginny pressed the fifth floor button, causing the doors to shut fast. Ginny laughed, as she rode up to the floor where her client was waiting!

            Stepping out of the elevator she made it to the door with the large brass numbers saying, 559. As she stood there, she kept thinking about the song she heard in the elevator, trying to connect it to a face, to that special person. Just before she knocked on the door she heard a voice, an angry voice come through the door.

            "A PROSTITUTE? YOU HAVE BOOKED A PROSTITUTE?"

            Ginny automatically switched off her ears. Great, the wife, or girlfriend, even mother! It sounded like an older woman! (a/n don't tell molly I said that!). This is just what she needed. She doubted that Lukas would be understanding if she arrived with no money tomorrow. Great she thought again.

            Before she could stop herself she knocked on the door. She turned around to face the corridor, as many people were already sticking their heads out of various rooms, trying desperately to see what is going on.

            'Who?' Ginny kept thinking when she heard the door behind her click open. She turned around.

            'I know it is….." she started when she stopped to see who she was looking at!

            Harry.

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            a/n think I should leave it there? Nay!

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            Ginny's mind froze over. She couldn't think, couldn't move, couldn't do anything just stare at him. Harry, the man of her dreams that she left behind! It seems Harry couldn't do anything too.

            Just as he was about to open his mouth she dashed off! Turning quickly on her heels Ginny ran the short distance to the elevator, her long jacket waving behind her. She silently praised whoever, for having the elevator open. She rushed into it as soon was she heard Harry.

            "Ginny, wait!"

            Pressing the ground floor button, Ginny left Harry standing outside, silently cursing, as more heads poked into the corridor!

            Without a thought Harry ran towards the stiars that were further along the corridor, ignoring the disapproving glances of most females, as well as the amused looks of most of the men.

            Running down the stairs two, sometimes three at a time, Harry's brain went into overload.

            'She's here!' He thought! 'She is actually here!'. 'Must! Find!' his mind panted when he reached the bottom floor and burst into the lobby. Scanning the reception area Harry tried to locate Ginny. Finally he saw a mass of red hair run towards the door. The porter opened it for her, and she ran into the cold, just as

            "Wait!" escaped his lips.

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            Ginny shrunk into the back of the elevator, trying to disappear. She couldn't believe it. She just saw him again, for the first time in three years. Just then it crashed into her mind. He was her client!"

            Standing against the back of the elevator for support, Ginny tried to regain her control. He knew, was all she could think. He knew that she was a hooker. He would tell her family and they would hate her!

            Feeling tears start to sting her eyes, Ginny began singing a sot lullaby her mother use to sing to her, although most of the words were missing from Ginny's memory. Instead she just silently hummed waiting for the elevator to reach the bottom floor. It did eventually, although going up felt faster than the coming down!

            Ginny didn't even wait for the doors to open completely. She squished between the two partially opened doors/. Rushing across the lobby Ginny placed her coat back on, as she tore it off in the heat of the elevator as it rode down. The porter opened the door and let Ginny out, just as she heard Harry shout,

            "Wait!"

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            Seeing Ginny didn't wait, Harry ran out, leaving most people in the lobby stare at him, including the porter. Rushing out in the cold, Harry regretted not bringing something warmer with him, but his mind couldn't focus on that right now. He looked right and then left trying to see Ginny, but it seemed that the entire population of Los Angeles, decided to be out in the street tonight. Turning to the doorman, Harry urged him with his body language to know where Ginny went. Pointing to the right the Doorman mouthed 'Good Luck'.

            Smiling Harry took off in search of Ginny. Soon though he was swarmed into the crowds on the streets. Getting frustrated, he started calling out.

            "Ginny!"

            "Ginny!" a drunk beggar mimicked him!

            "Ginny!"

            "Ginny!" the beggar followed Harry's lead.

            "Ginny where are you?"

            "Ginny where are you?"

            Harry was seriously starting to get pissed off. He turned to face the beggar but found him passed out on the pavement, people trampling all over him. Carefully taking hold of his wand, he cast a spell over the drunk, sleeping man to protect him. Getting back up, Harry continued to look for Ginny.

            By now he was getting paranoid and hysterical. She was so close and he had lost her once again. Gritting his teeth together, Harry mastered all dignity he had left and jumped into the air, straight above the spot where he had been standing. Several people stopped to stare at him. Again he jumped, inbetween the mases of people. Then he saw it. Red hair waving in the wind.

            Making his way over to the red hair, Harry took hold of her shoulder, and swung her around as she was walking away fast.

            "Ginny!" Harry said, but stopped as he looked into the person's face. Where was Ginny's brown eyes? Her button nose? The stranger's piercing grey eyes looked at him.

            "What?" she asked him softly, but her voice was no where near the angelic melody Ginny's made.

            Suddenly a tall, strong amn put his arm around the woman Harry was holding.

            "Is he bothering you love?" he asked in a husky voice, almost Australian.

            "No honey, but he seems lost." The woman reached up at Harry's confused expression. "It's ok dear, you'll find her!"

            With that the man turned the woman around and walked off. Harry just stood there, wishing that he would find Ginny. He didn't know what the woman said, and didn't even to notice that she had gone! Instead his eyes searching across the floods of people.

            "God where the fuck did all the red heads come from?" Harry exclaimed aloud, his eyes darting from one to another searching their faces for Ginny.

            "What? Brunettes more your thing?" came a voice from a dark alley behind him.

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Ok I am finshed with the chapter. Hope you liked it. I didn't mean to finish it like that. I am so sorry don't hate me! But if I continued it, I would have written so much more when it should have really been another chapter. Please, don't hate me. I know I will give you a clue to who the mysterious person is. She's NOT Ginny! Please don't hate me!

            You know writing this, I pictured it in my mind, like a movie, but it didn't seem so good on paper (Leatitia it's a figure of speech [unlike CALLING!!!!!]) anyone care to act it out? JK. But if you thought it good, I will feel so happy!!!

            Tyaan.

Thank yous

Hpfan73: WOW is true, and so is Lukas, Yep it is, and Harry isn't going to help it very much.

Harsh: Thanks for the critic, I'll try and polish up an my grammar but it is very hard, as for my spelling, that mite be a problem for some time still. I cant spell to save my life, and that is my I praise Microsoft for having a spell check! Hallelujah. I suck at physics too don't worry, but my mother, and teacher and other teacher are trying to convince me to take it as an A Level as if. I am already taking Advanced Biology and Advanced Chem, that should be good enough right? I wish I could visit all those places too, wish you could come to Cyprus too. It is so boring here. I want to be a marine biologist, and either study in Australia or USA. I want to get a bachelor in that and Drama, and probably go for a mater in Marine Biology. I have been smoking since I was thirteen, stress, peer pressure, call it what you like, but I started. It's ok, as long as I don't get caught at school. I really don't know what is their problem though. I never did drugs either, never want to. Some friends of mine do weed occasionally and this one guy made a point of inviting my one day, but so far I avoided the idea. Yuppie. Ice cream is cool, and is better than any drug ever invented. Sugar High is also so much better. Especially when you combine it with caffeine and have Maths first thing in the morning! Thanks for the review.

Lil22: Got your answer up top!!!

  Eric2: Nope Mr Harris isn't a death Eater, but I guess you found that out already! Lukas might, might not be a death Eater, I am working on that. Sorry if you lost the bet!

Sharker: Thanks for the vote of confidence. I want Draco to be a nice gu, a sson to be dead nice guy but what the heck. Lukas is that kind of pimp, not Draco, as you will see later, he regrets bringing Ginny into prostitution. Yes ok, Harry loves her, she loves him. But you must keep in mind that Harry doesn't know about Ginny being a hooker, well now he does, but still. To him, the love of his life left three years ago for some unexplained reason and he wants to get her back. Ok I am answering the next review as well here, so…..About being realistic, take a look around. It is. So many young girls (and guys) become prostitutes (or gigolos), and most of them didn't have something traumatic happen to them. I was reading an article, in a south African magazine (YOU) and there was a massacre at a gay massage shop (gigolos) and most of the guys were there, because they left their homes for education but couldn't pay, another one had an abusing stepfather and so ran away from home and became one to get quick cash. So yes I would think it is very true and realistic. Could you please explain what you mean by the fact that Harry is one dimensional? If you are worried that he wont get mad, or throw a maudy, don't worry, he is going to do that, and it is going to take a lot of persuasion to make him forgive Ginny. OMG I just thought of something, oh goody, I have another revelation on how the story goes. YES. Thank you so much. I love you!!!! Bless your heart!

Duke20104: Sorry you think that the previous chapter was wrong, but I hope this was better. I wish Cho would swap places with Ginny, but I am afraid that is not going to happen. Plus Ginny needs to finish Hogwarts before she can become a Auror, and that is when the sequel is stepping in.

Penny Shirley: Thanks for the encouragment, I need all I can get!

Crucia: Hey, welcome back! Yep I get no money. *SITS AND POUTS * Sorry to disappoint you honey, but that is not how it happens, as you already found out. Hehe, but good idea. Very good guess indeed.

Dolphingirl79: OMG, am I that predictable? How did you know? You psychic or something? Well done. Thanks for the support.

Alyssa-farrell: Thanks for the review grins like a chesire cat, it really made my day!!!

Stormyice1997: Sorry if I haven't sent the chappie yet, I have been caught up in school work (I would have said caught up with something call my life, but considering that I don't have one, that would have been lying). WHY DO YOU HATE GINNY? What did she do to you? She was the one raped once again (please don't tell me you took a liking to Lukas, please say it isn't so, please!)

Rayssa Radcliffe: Hello. Welcome back to the land of the CyberLiving. Thanks for the review. I hope the rest of the chapters are up to standards. There are going to be more than I originally planned.

Fiestyred: Way the go!!!! Harry is Harris, but Lukas aint the senator. Michael really has nothing to do with Jonathan, which reminds me he should come back into the story don't you think? What a great idea. I aint telling which other guess you have which I am going to use. Tahnks a lot. I'll send the nc 17 soon. Don't worry. Hope you enjoyed this one.