..::AN: SOrry it took so long, my basement has a guest..a mouse..I love mice..but the domesticated ones. Therefore i get jumpy when i hear it in the wall by my computer, and i just have a mental block so this took a while. Hope you like!! OMG I HAVE 85 reviews!!THANK YOU ALL!::..

Ginny left the plant shop in Diagon Alley with large paper bags of flower seeds and plant

seeds early in the morning. She dodged the crowd of people that seemed to be grouped

around a cart that sat in the middle of the alleyway where people would by the Daily

Prophet and magazines.

"Hey look its her!" someone yelled. Ginny stopped and turned around to see the

crowd now looking at her with large smiles. Wondering if she had accidentally stolen

something or had a sign stuck to her back she looked at the cart. Large stacks of Vraleish

were standing in stacks at the sides, some still bound by thin cord.

Ginny could see a headline at the side in large letters "Have We Come Too Far

Too Fast For Our Own Good?" and a small but very classy looking picture of Ginny with

a serious and pensive look.

Ginny's eyes widened as she was surrounded by witches and wizards. Many

where older then her but there were quite a few of them the same age and they will all

giving her article compliments.

"I took the dare! Im not going to touch a Cyberparch for a month!" gushed one

witch who looked about twelve.

"Me too! I'm going to try to never touch a muggle pen again!" said the girls little

sister.

"I just gave some of my designer suits to charity and bought myself a new set of

robes! I'd forgotten how comfy they are!" Boomed a large man with a shiny, bald head.

"Er..uh..That's lovely! I'm glad you all liked the article!" Ginny stammered

shocked to be surrounded by the people now shouting and cheering about her article and

how it helped them realize that they weren't how they used to be.

Ginny waved and kept giving her thank you's as she tried to get out of the crowd,

it was sort of smelly in there and she felt constricted and sort of panicky. She usually

liked crowds, but not when they were all talking to her at once.

Once she turned the corner and out of the way of the readers she apparated back to

the manor quickly.

"Were they mobbing you?" a curious Tobey asked as Ginny shut the door to the

garden quietly, pocketing the key. Ginny pulled her thin robe closer around her and

picked up her bags. Feeling like she was going to fall over from the weight of the bags

she kept looking at the ground so not to loose her balance.

"No not really. I mean I was honored sure but so many people at one time rushing

at me. Besides I didn't even know they had put the magazine out so I was more shocked

then anything else." she shrugged as she followed the path to the stone steps. Tobey had

fallen silent and Ginny couldn't feel that cold shadow at her shoulder anymore. Ginny

looked up and over her shoulder to see Tobey gaping in an almost horrified way at the

wall of the garden.

Ginny blinked and followed his gaze to the stone wall that was covered in ivy,

Ginny's eyes widened as she saw the ivy was now a lush, living, green. Ginny seemed to

forget to breathe as she looked around the area, the stone walls were now all covered in

living green ivy. Her eyes darted to the archway.

No remains of the dead thorns, just the same lush green ivy shifting slightly in the

breeze. Ginny dropped her bags and ran through the archway and down the stone steps.

"Oh my.." she whispered taking in the now completely changed garden. The ivy

was alive here too, but not only that was alive. Ginny's chocolate brown eyes scanned

over the garden, sure they had worked their buttocks off but it had been no where near

what it looked like now.

The grass that had been brown and dry was now a cherry green. Soft and swaying

a little in the breeze with the ivy, the path was intact with grey and white stones, the

weeds that had been sticking out of the cracks now gone as were the cracks.

The statues had changed, their faces no longer twisted and maniacal but solemn

with noble faces. In the center of the pond, which was till empty but the rocks around the

edge were restored, stood a proud angel. Her wings curled a little around her as she

looked towards the heavens with open arms.

Ginny swallowed hard, wondering what had happened, if someone might have

done this.

"Did you do this Tobey?" she asked looking to the ghost who still had his mouth

in the shape of a shocked 'O'. He shook his head slowly. Ginny stepped into the garden,

the smell of lavender and fresh grass was in the air and tickled her nose lightly.

The pillars were now clean but with small bits of moss creeping up at the bottom,

with elegant carvings that swirled around the bases. Even the few stone benches were

completely restored and intact. The garden was barely recognizable.

"I wonder what happened.." she asked in a curious whisper her eyes still roaming

over everything. She slowly went back to get her bags of flowers, glancing over her

shoulder as she entered the archway, hoping it wouldn't vanish in its splendor when she

turned her back.

"Well we still have some work to do Miss Ginny." Tobey said, shaking his head

to snap out of his daze. Ginny nodded silently and took out some flower seeds and bulbs

and sat down to start planting.

Tobey and Ginny finished planting as night crept upon them. The garden was cast

into darkness and the air was starting to grow a little more crisp. The weather had been

warming up as the days crept closer to summer.

"We'll have to get some light in here if we're planning on putting the speed-grow

on." Tobey noted. Ginny nodded and began to whip out her wand when she heard quiet

giggles. Ginny turned around it sounded like it was right behind her. She spun around

again it sounded like a high pitched voice just giggled right beside her ear.

"Do you hear that Tobey?" she asked, getting a little paranoid. She pointed her

wand in front of her and was about to say 'lumos' when the garden began to twinkle with

little spherical gold lights.

"Light Fairies!" Tobey concluded happily. Ginny blinked as she watched the little

lights drift around slightly. She found a little gold light at her feet and bent down to look

at it. Inside of a shining patch of sparkling golden light, was a small little fairy with

sparkly gold clothes on. It seemed that their wings, which were a brilliant golden-yellow

were luminous and giving off the light that formed around them. The fairy looked up at

Ginny, a little startled and flew up into the air above her head.

"I think we got our light." Ginny smiled standing up. Together her and Tobey

began to pick up the spray bottles and mist the ground with 'Sprouts Speed Grow!

Guaranteed to bring plants to life in just over twenty four hours!'

Ginny was sitting at the white vanity running the brush through her hair when she

thought she heard someone breathing behind her. She looked at the window and at the

door but saw nothing, sighing she continued to pull the brush through her satiny locks.

"Ahem."

Ginny dropped the brush with a clattering sound and spun around on the seat. She

looked to the fireplace where Draco's head was floating while flames licked at his fire

images.

"Oh sorry I didn't notice you, sort of spaced out I guess." she confessed going to

kneel before the fireplace. Draco nodded quietly, even in his fire image Ginny could see

there were dark circles under his eyes, his eyes themselves were a colder grey then they

usually were as though strained and weary.

"Are you alright?" she asked, hoping she didn't look guilty about anything. If he

found out about her snooping and getting into the garden he'd probably have her kicked

out right now. She was going to tell him at the right time, and hope that she didn't get

fired.

"Fine." he lied, even though Ginny couldn't always read him too well she could

tell he was lying but she said nothing. "Just lack of sleep. These meetings last too long."

"Oh, so they're pretty bad huh?" She asked, leaning on one hand to her side. He

nodded, yawning little. Ginny watched how even his fire image's high cheekbones were

rather nicely defined. Ginny blinked at her own thought and shook her head.

"I read your article." he said, breaking into her thoughts.

"And?" she asked, trying not to sound to eager of her boss's approval.

"Not bad." he admitted, Ginny smiled a bit. A 'not bad' from Draco was probably

about all she would be getting so she let herself feel a little proud. "Course some people

wouldn't know good writing if it bit them on their asses." he shot coyly. Ginny snorted

quietly.

"Where as you write and the world gives you a standing ovation?" she asked

sarcastically. "Because your 'perfect at everything.'" she smirked.

"Im glad to see you finally admitted it." he gave a nod of approval. He turned a bit

and Ginny heard a woman's voice.

"Mr. Malfoy we're ready for you now." it said, it was a sugary and syrupy voice

but Draco nodded to whoever it was and turned back to Ginny.

"I have to go, I'll be back in three days." he said quickly, and with a 'pop' he

vanished leaving a normal low fire in his place.

Ginny got up slowly and sat down on her bed. "Who did that voice belong to?"

she wondered. The thought of him visiting one of his woman lovers that she had made up

in her imagination came back to her. She pictured a curvy and dark haired woman who

the mere sight of would cause longing desires and firey groins.

Ginny snorted a bit but then felt a little sickened. So what if he screwed fifteen

woman a night? Honestly why should she care? He wasn't her type and she wasn't even

interested in him...was she?

Ginny, who was sitting on the edge of her bed, let herself flunk down with her

arms out. "Would it be so strange if I was?" she asked herself. Thinking about this was

something she'd never thought would come across her mine.

He had that amazing physique, and something about his attitude just seemed to

amuse Ginny. Sure he wasn't that bad ass he used to be, but something about that fact

that still lingered inside was sort of sexy. Even though she knew why, and it wasn't really

that nice to think about what had happened to him, weren't the bad guys with a reason the

most appealing?

He was still distant sure, but Ginny understood why now. She understood him.

Did anybody else know what she knew? Is that why she felt close to him because she

know knew about him, as though she had his secret kept inside her?

"I cant be interested in Draco..I mean its Draco after all.." Ginny groaned quietly

as she buried her head in her cool pillow, her hair scattering around her. "So that's why I

was getting jealous.." she groaned again. She felt terrible, like she was betraying

something. She hadn't even mentioned who her boss was to anyone. How would Ron or

Harry or even Luna feel if they found out who she worked for? Who she was living with?

Who she...Ginny couldn't bring herself to think it. Not only had she fallen hard for her

boss, she had fallen for her childhood nemesis.

Draco got to his feet out of the leathery chair slowly. His conversation with Ginny

was shorter the he wished it would be but that was sort of his fault. He had been there

longer then she had thought, but he didn't say anything, he just stared at the back of her

sort of spaced out. He figured it was his lack of sleep. In the door stood a maid, leaning

against the frame with a seductive smirk on her face while twirling a scroll in one hand.

"I'm..I mean they are ready for you Master Draco." she purred. Draco snorted a

little at her brushing past the woman without a second glance. In his mind she was too

obvious, too dense and way too desperate for his liking. Any woman that tried to throw

herself at any man as much as she did had personal issues that they would have to work

out before they could get into any relationship.

Besides, she wasn't Draco's type. Draco smirked as he walked down the cold,

light hallway as he thought about his 'type.' A strong woman who knew what she wanted

in life, who didn't need a man to get there. But when made upset wouldn't mind being

taken into his strong arms and comforted. He didn't want someone who he could always

figure out, someone who kept him guessing would keep him amused and entertained

much longer then someone who was easy to understand and simple to kept happy.

Though it wasn't one of his favorite traits, Draco got had to admit he got bored

quickly. He liked woman who kept him guessing.

Draco raked a long hand through his hair, he was beginning to think he found that

person. Too bad she wasn't real. Since arriving in Ireland he had been having odd dreams

about a woman who lit his senses on fire. He let out a long breath of air. When this

woman in his dream said his name he felt so strange, like everything else didn't really

matter. And when she just touched him at all, or looked at him, he felt himself itching to

grab a hold of her and just capture her with powerful kisses. But the things that drove him

insane the most were her eyes and her hair. Warm eyes that seemed to show so much

compassion yet he loved the devious spark he could always see in them. She wasn't a bad

girl, but she wasn't a sinless angel either.

Draco sighed opening the door at the end of the hall, slipping inside he looked at

the person underneath the white blanket, these dreams were this persons' doing.

Ginny walked into Vraleish curiosity nagging at her from every angle. Luna had

sent her an owl that afternoon that made the wondering start. It was the last day before

Draco's return, and she was glad to get out of the manor in order to stop the urge to just

spend all her time in that garden working on it. She was very excited as well, due to the

fact the garden should be ready by the time he got home tomorrow morning.

Ginny sighed settling in one of the chairs in the lobby waiting for Luna

remembering the owl she had gotten this morning.

"Gin.

Everyone LOVED the article! As a prize your going to get see the best part of Vraleish.

Meet me at eleven in the lobby.

Luna"

Just as Ginny glanced at her watch Luna came into the lobby in a black pinstriped

skirt and light yellow collared shirt. There were small star clasps in her hair and she was

smiling widely.

"Hey what's going on?" Ginny asked, she was responded by a small squeal as

Luna grasped onto Ginny's wrist and began to drag her at almost a run down a corridor.

"We just got the new summer lines in!" she smiled shoving her through a door so

quickly Ginny couldn't read what the label even said. But as she entered her jaw dropped

as did her purse which landed on the floor.

"Pinch me." she managed to stammer. She was in a large room lined with shelves

and closets as well as tables in the center and a few drawers. But on the shelves, racks,

tables and inside the drawers were more famous and expensive designer clothes and

shoes then Ginny had seen in her life. On some of the tables sat tons of sparkling and

stylish jewelry, purses and accessories. Ginny felt like she had just entered her heaven.

"Like I said..freebies best part of the job.." Luna whispered in her ear with a

smirk. "You're the first one allowed to pick. Each member is allowed six shoes, four

outfits and three accessories. But Miranda said since your article made her cry...your

allowed thirteen shoes, eleven outfits and twenty accessories." she smiled.

Ginny looked to her with wide eyes and before she knew it she had kicked off her

heels and began to run around the room looking at all the things in her sizes.

Moving through a rack of a Wizarding clothing line that was the equivalent to the

muggles Versachi. Ginny looked at it carefully. Sure she was taking her own dare, she

had been wearing robes and locked away all her pens, notepads, magic CD player, and

she was proud of herself. But right now she felt that the she was doing something wrong.

She wasn't balancing out like she hoped getting rid of the technical stuff would

make her feel, but with a smile she realized this little freebie trip was just what she

needed. And as she pulled a dress that matched those white pumps she had boughten with

Luna in Granita Avenue she realized this was the dress she needed.