Abstract: Featuring Ginny Weasley as graduate student in training, and an icy blond Slytherin as her supervisor. Toss in a couple of science jokes or nerdy pick-up lines, and there's the perfect protocol for passion. (Er…)
Rating: Naughty, and this is the chapter with the smut. Woohoo!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for my own MIT-spackled background knowledge, which might or might not be correct.
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Epilogue: References
To infinity and beyond! The future's in "cite." ;) (Just tying up loose ends.)
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"Finally, these are my references. Now, if anyone has any questions…"
As she wrapped up her thesis presentation, Ginny looked out at her audience. She had developed an amazing vaccine, a novel experimental process, and an academically astounding thesis. Her best friends, professors, and loving supporters had come to see it. She recognized a few of her previous students. She caught her parents looking surprised at Ron and Pansy.. She noted that her parents looked even more surprised at Rob, and specifically at Rob and Harry, who were discretely holding hands. She nodded at Hermione and Percy. She saw Shaunna idly playing with Fred's hair. Next to him were Vickie and George and their twins. Everyone was glowing. Finally, she caught the eye of her lovely primary investigator. He was grinning. Draco Malfoy, grinning in a crowded room, especially for her.
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Ginny Weasley had found what she was looking for. She was fulfilled academically, biologically, and lovingly. By the end of her fourth year, she had successfully developed the first 'safe' vaccine for anthrax – no side effects, just pure science. Mingled with a tiny bit of magic. After all, prevention was the best cure.
After she graduated, she immediately served as a post-doc in Draco Malfoy's lab. MIT soon offered her tenure, and she took an office space down the hall from her husband. Her laboratory specializes in viral pathogenesis and she has a wall full of sparkling sterile glassware. If you visited her today, you'll find a lovely silver plaque on her door:
"Ginevra Weasley-Malfoy, PhD."
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References
Reference#1: One of the best collections of pick-up lines (both nerdy and normal) is on "Ask the Beaver," a site run by MIT students on dating/relationship advice. Check it out: http / askthebeaver . blogspot . com / 2005 / 01 / q5-pick-up-lines20.html
Reference#2: By the way, a friend of mine has written The Uber Biology Geek Test (http / www . okcupid . com / tests / take ? testid 3171472814873021250) on OkCupid. Try it out!
Reference#3: If you liked "PhD," you'll probably appreciate this collaborative effort with my sister in our early fanfic days. Feel free to check out H2O Combustion (http / www . fanfiction . net / s / 1390706 / 1 / )
(Especially Chapter 3, "Pick-Up Lines and Lucky Charms.")
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Notes: As I mentioned before, this story was inspired by the laboratory in which I'm currently working. We've got a Harry-look-alike who's not like Harry at all. The lab tech still looks exactly like Ginny Weasley. The student I'm working with is tall, blonde, and lovely, like Narcissa Malfoy. We've got two guys who have been christened Crabbe and Goyle. The PI is totally Dumbledore, albeit Asian. We've got a Prof. Flitwick, Hermione, and Cho Chang. And me? I've been declared Tonks. (Though yes, I'm Asian.) Now to snag that pink hair! Woohoo!
This was just a quick chapter to tie up a few loose ends. Thank you very much for reading! Feedback is very much appreciated, so please review. And if you're one of the coooooolest reviewers, I might stick your name in the next story with a customized Mary Sue just for you!