I THOUGHT I LIVED HERE TOO.

SUMMARY: Ginny needs an apartment for cheap. Draco plain needs a flatmate. Ginny moves in and things start to get crazy, so why doesn't he just chuck her out? Hmmm...

DISCLAIMER: Ok. So I don't own the characters or anything like that. Yeah, yeah, yeah. FINE! It's not mine. But you know what? I'm gonna get lots and lots and lots of money and then you'll be sorry, cuz I ... um ... I don't know, but I'll be rich! MUY-HAHAHAHAHA!!!!

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CHAPTER 1

"No. No, no, no!"

Ginny squinted her eyes at her best friend Hermione, as if trying to decipher her meaning. Correction, her ex-best friend Hermione, the previous title was expired since the first "No." about three seconds prior.

"What?" Ginny replied, dumbly, but then crossed her arms over her chest saying, "Wait, hold on a minute. Are you saying no?"

"Exactly." Hermione sighed, pleased that she only needed to repeat herself three times. "Ginny, I love you. I do, you're like a sister I've never had and ... never asked for ... and that's the reason I can't have you in my home."

"What?" Ginny repeated.

"Okay." Hermione sighs again. This time it is weary, for she is not sure that this conversation would be over soon, and she must get home to finish that article for Witch Weekly. A meaningless magazine, that Hermione had work for in order to keep the galleons coming for bills; that is until she was fully a Ministry official in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. The twenty-one year old apprentice was only months away from ending her training and she'd have her own secure spot in the department. "Let me put it to you this way. Why aren't you asking Fred or George? Or Bill or Ron?"

Ginny looked bemused at this. Hermione should know and she wasn't exactly sure why Hermione was asking. "Well, I'd prefer Fred and George to not know where I sleep and eat and what-have-you. I lived with that for sixteen years, and I would prefer no more, and Bill and Ron, well that's not any fun; besides, they would be terribly annoying."

"Why?"

"Because they're family, they'd be everywhere, not that they aren't already."

"EXACTLY!" this caused Ginny to jump in surprise. "As much fun as it would probably be to live together, you're like my family, we would drive each other nuts! Remember those summers we used to spend together? You snored so loud I couldn't sleep some nights."

"Allergies!" Ginny defended immediately.

"I bite my nails and that annoys you to hell, heaven, purgatory and back!"

"Well, it's not the best habit to acquire. Quite icky to see your nails below you skin."

"You don't even have a job to pay rent! So you'd be mooching off of me, which I'd only be able to stand for so long." There was nothing Ginny could say to that. Her only defense was she was an artist and needed time to open her inner eyes, they couldn't be clouded by such distractions,"Ron is almost always over, and no offense, but with you here we wouldn't be able to –"

"And that is where I draw the line. I understand. Completely! Just, please, please, don't go into detail there."

"Hmm."

"Fine. Fine! I'll find someone else to move in with."

"Why are you moving anyway?"

"I'm tired of Mum and Dad constantly nagging me to get out and get a 'real' job."

"Well, Ginny, why don't you get a 'real' job?"

"Et tu, Hermione?" Ginny glared.

"Just a question." She shrugged.

"I've told her before. I can't have my artists eye clouded by such distractions. Getting a job will only cause me unnecessary stress and I will not be able to concentrate on my real work."

"Well, I hate to break it to you, Ginny, but I'm afraid you have no other way around it." she paused, she felt sorry for her friend, the poor girl had tried so hard. "You're going to have to get a job."

Ginny took in a big gulp of air. She knew it was coming, she knew she couldn't avoid it, but she had at least attempted to avoid it, and now it was time to face fact. "You're right."

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And so begins Ginny's quest for the acceptable (not perfect) apartment and job.

Wish her luck!!!

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So here's the thing. This is my first posted fiction and I intend to finish, though the characters may be a bit ooc I'm not too sure yet. Say what you wish just pleasepleaseplease! say something! Give me your opinion ... I'd do it for you.