Hello, well, here's the second chapter. One week after Harry Potter Six comes out, i'm still reeling. It was beyond surprising, to me anyways.

Anyhoo, Disclaimer time (do we still have to write these?)-its the same as chapter one, please look there.

I walk into this room
Oh, all eyes on me now
But I do not know the people inside
They look straight through me, these eyes
Seeking more wisdom than I have to give away
Realize, realize what you are...
-What you are, Dave Mathews Band.

Draco's POV

"No no nooo" the Chief Executive of Merlins Friend Chicken wailed. "They are all too ATTRACTIVE." Was this guy for real? He was whining because they were too attractive? "I want pretty but ordinary, REAL" he said for the hundredth time.

I sighed. Another week, another pointless executives meeting. Today's hot topic was the new MFC advertising venture.

"We need to tell the wizards and witches of the world that yes, we are a huge franchise but we still value each and every customer." The CEO finished which now moves us along to the finance head piping in, "That sounds great but what you're proposing barely stays beneath the budget, any mishaps and we're gone".

And this is where the CEO makes a reappearance, "Well, we're just going to have make some cuts which I'm sure we can do. What do you suggest Ms Dinnigan?"
And this is where the latest clueless bimbo the CEO's been sleeping with comes in, "Uh umm… what sorry?"
"What cuts do you think we should make?"
"Umm… can I see the dress?"
I fought back a snigger.

"Maybe, instead of getting a model to act 'ordinary' we could get our employees to do it?" Ah yes, the I-made-my-own-way-up-here feminist. I'd nearly forgotten about her.

"Yes yes, very good Ms Rosenberg, come to think of it, it's perfect. We'd pay them for it of course. Just not as much as the model would charge". The marketing head smiled.

"Great! How that's solved, which one of us is going to be the spokesman?" I considered the CEO. The man looked vulgar with his expanding waistline, receding hairline and a squished face that reminded me of Granger's ugly cat.

"This campaign's going to take a while and most of us don't have the time" the finance head said.

"Well someone has to do it"
Suddenly all eyes in the room were on me.

ooo

"NO." I said adamantly.

"Oh, come on Mr Malfoy. Everyone else here has a face for radio" the feminist pleaded. I glared at her, while everyone else stared blankly.

"What's Face-for-radio?"

"Never mind" she said quietly staring down at the table

Face for radio? Probably some stupid muggle phrase quoting the obvious such as "everyone else here were a bunch of ugly gits".

"Anyhow, it's not like you do much anyways" the finance executive remarked. The nerve of that man. Okay, so I know being the Assistant executive of consumer relations isn't exactly the most demanding of jobs, considering most customers whine at their local MFC stores but honestly, they make it sound like I don't do anything at all.

"No" I said again.

"Mr Malfoy" the CEO said sternly. "Unless you can show me at least three cases that you are preoccupied with right now you are going to have to do this or I hear the ministry has a good unemployment plan underway. There will, of course, be a little extra in your pay cheque for it." He finished, almost daring me to go against him. Unfortunately, I like my job and I like money even more.

"Fine." I muttered

"Thank you Mr Malfoy"

Ginny's POV

I sat staring out the large panel windows on level four of the MFC London building, waiting to be called. It was Sarah who came across the employment notice searching for an Assistant Advertising Promotions Co-ordinator. She suggested I try it considering "I was already an employee of theirs so I might get special consideration"
Well, I sure hope so. I realised I was biting my nails and shaking with nerves.
"Ms Virginia Weasley?" the receptionist questioned. I perked up. "You've been called"

Third Person
Jack Evelyn, Manager of Marketing, Merlin's Fried Chicken, Britain swivelled childishly on his chair, bored out of his wits of hearing the same answers to the same questions for the last hour. He peeped into the foyer. The next interviewee, walking awkwardly towards to this room, was a rather pretty petite woman with deep red hair tied held back neatly into a ponytail.

"Ms Virginia Weasley?" The red-head leapt up, knocking loudly into the coffee table in front of her, sending the coffee flying. "You've been called" the receptionist finished.

However, the girl was trying to fix the mess she had created. She clumsily handled her wand, staring at the spilt coffee. She waved and jerked her wand, too busy looking at the coffee to notice that she was holding it upside down.
"Its all right, you just go into the interview" the receptionist said warily.

"Oh thank you, thank you" She smiled and ran towards him, into his office.

"He… Hello sir" the girl stuttered, laughing nervously.

"Ms Weasley, please sit down" Jack smiled.
Thank you"

"Hello, I'm Jack Evelyn and this is my colleague, Emma Rosenberg" He said pointing towards the blonde haired woman sitting next to him.

"Hello" said Emma.

"Hi"

"Okay let's get going then." Jack quirked.
So the regulation questions began. As Emma asked her share, Jack stared at the girl. She had a kind, round face with soft features, sparkling blue eyes and almost tomato red hair. She was not stick thin like their models. The perfect 'normal woman' he thought. Suddenly the campaign came into his head and planted its seed. This Virginia was just right for the role. With her background in advertising and current job in MFC, she could make everyone's life easier.

As Emma finished he started, "Well Ms Weasley, we think you would make a fine addition to the staff here. Were ready to give you the jo…" suddenly he was stopped by a hearty kick in the shins. He turned to see Emma glaring and then attempting to cover for him by saying "...but if you could just step outside for a moment while we discuss the finer details"

Virginia walked outside looking visibly ill. The minute she was out Emma turned and gritted. "Who died and made you the sole employer"

Jack considered the thought for a moment, then said. "Well I'd say you" This was not met well. Actually it was met with a rather huge pillow coming his way.
"I can't believe your head actually fits in this tiny thing" he said pointing to the pillow then looking at Emma's wand still in mid-air.

"Jack what the hell was that about" Emma asked angrily. Getting her worked up as a great quirk of their old friendship. They've been a part of each others lives since well, Hogwarts.
"Look at her Emma, she's perfect for the campaign" Emma stared out into the foyer. She seemed to come into a slight agreement. "And with her background in advertising and current job, she'll require minimum training"

At this, Emma smiled. "She's perfect"

AN- Well thats the second chapter. As always i hope it was enjoyed. Reviews will be highly appreciated. PleAsE review. gets out pom poms
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