Chapter 5

Thanks again to all reviewers here is chappie 5!

Ginny stood outside number 11 contemplating whether or not to knock. There was a name plate that was stuck in bold letter but it didn't spell " Harry Potter"... no Dumbledore had conveniently forgotten to mention Harry's change of name to "James Walsh" . Gathering up her courage she knocked three times.

Harry Potter was doing his morning ritual of reading the news paper ( specially for the blind) and listening to the morning radio when the knock shook him out of his reverie. He knew it was about 10 am in the morning.

He had become pretty good and knowing the time as he had his whole day planned in an organized manner. He would get at 6 sharp ( he had those talking alarm clocks), he would make breakfast which consisted of milk and cereal. He had gotten much better at pouring the milk into the bowl without spilling a drop outside. He remember his first time when he had poured the whole thing on the floor and had then stepped on it making a even bigger mess. But in some strange ways, during this timehe felt grateful to the Dursleys for teaching him the basic housekeeping skill even if he had been their personal slave during his stay there. It had made his life a little easier. They had yet to see him after the final battle and he wanted to keep it that way. He would perform some morning excercises and then read the news paper and listen to the radio. Harry had really starting liking and appreciating the radio a lot more since his trauma. He put on his shades as he walked to open the door. He was getting a strange feeling in the bottom of his stomach as he approached to pull the latch, it was like a signal like his body trying to tell him that it knew the person standing outside the door. He stopped midway... he hadn't sensed any magical activity but he had to make sure. " Who is it?" he asked

" Hi Mr. Walsh. My name is Diane Smith I am here for the housekeeping ad you had published in the paper a week ago. " came a very annoying voice that he didn't recognize.

Harry felt relieved yet a little disappointed cause although he was hoping no one from the magical community would find him, the feeling in the stomach that he had received had only occured once before .. . in his seventh year when he was sitting in the gryffindor common room watching his favourite red head sleep on the couch tired with exhaustion.

He had forgotten about the ad. He gently pulled the door and held the door open gesturing her to come in with his hands and quickly closing it behind her when he heard her walk through. " the living room is to your right"

Ginny's heart stopped when she saw Harry's face gazing at her behind those glasses. She wanted to run up and hug him but knew that would make her task impossible. He looked good as ever, hair messy as she had always remembered, she could tell he still worked out. She noticed his shades her heart clenched, how she longed to see those emerald jewels again though she was still afraid about him seeing her.

Harry's voice shook her out of her thoughts as she went into the living room with him. The apartment was a fairly moderate size, considerably large for a single person. Ginny noticed Harry had made special adjustments to certain things to make it more accessible.

" So Miss. Smith." Harry's voice interrupted her thoughts. " .Do you know what your task entails. I don't want you to look after me I just want you to look after the house and make sure it is clean as well .. Well I am not here a lot of times. You room is on the far left and you have washroom that is attached. I usually make my own meals but lunch and supper on occasion will be nice. Before you start I want to tell you my blindness was from an accident and that's all there is to say about it, I don't want any personal questions in return I will respect you with your own privacy. So do you agree to my terms of employment?" His voice was a bit strained by the time he finished , to any other person he would have looked flawless but Ginny's observant nature caught his pain.

She sighed " That's great Mr. Walsh but I want 450" she said getting annoyed at the sound ofher own voice. She heard Harry chuckle.

"Deal" he said extending his hand.

" Deal" she whispered shaking it...

I know short next chapter will be longer as I will have more to write over the weekend ... please read and review!