Christmas Wishes- Winter Wonderland
Disclaimer: I really don't own anything- J.K. Rowling, obviously, does! For if I did, I would be in Malibu instead of sitting here writing this story!
"Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?
In the lane, snow is glistenin',
A beautiful site! We're happy tonight,
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!
Gone away is the bluebird.
Here to stay is the bluebird,
He sings a love song, as we go along,
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!"
"Good Morning, this is Lee Jordan with your morning news. To top off the news today, let's get a quick weather report. Today is going to be a chilly day with a 90 chance of flurries. The highs are going to be in the upper..."
Ginny didn't hear much else. She headed down the hall of her tiny one floor flat to the bathroom. She turned the water faucet to hot and left it running while she grabbed a clean towel from the closet.
She was starting her new job today. She had been promoted to assistant editor of the Daily Prophet. When she had received the title she hadn't quite been surprised, for she had been working there since she graduated from Hogwarts six years ago. She was surprised, though, to find out that on her first day of her new job, she was going to be interviewing the famous Harry Potter.
An hour later, Ginny stood in the kitchen, smoothing her skirt and running a hand through her fiery red hair. She needed to look good when she appeared in the lobby for her first day on the job! She grabbed her coffee and her bags. She took one last look around, grabbed her hat and scarf for good measure, and apparated to the Daily Prophet.
Noise filled the great hall as reporters, printers, editors, columnists and everyone else bustled around to get to their departments. Ginny crammed into the elevator.
"Hello, Miss Weasley," the elevator operator greeted her with a smile, as always.
"Floor fifteen, Henry. I've been promoted," she said to him beamingly.
"Good for you," he replied earnestly.
Twelve floors later, Ginny was relieved to find herself on her new floor. Ginny got off the elevator and looked at her watch. It was three minutes to nine and her interview needed to start at nine. She raced down the hall, flying by the very annoyed receptionist and into her office. She desperately needed to find her interview questions before.
She should have known. Harry was always on time. Why did he have to be so punctual?
"Hi, Ginny," he said as he entered the room.
"Oh, hi," she said absent mindedly, "It's been so long."
"Yeah, it has," he said grinning.
"What have you been up to lately?" She asked in desperation. Hopefully he would elaborate on this subject so that she could find her interview questions. She was absolutely sure they were in there. She searched through every folder one last time before spotting them in her "Financial Icons" folder. "Yes!" she exclaimed, completely forgetting that he was telling her about how he had been. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she apologized, "Go on."
"Oh, no, it's fine. I was just waiting for you to see those questions," Harry replied. Ginny felt herself blush. Had she beenthat stupid?
"Well, then… I guess we should begin," she asked awkwardly.
"I guess we should," he said.
"Alright, first question is how do you feel about defeating Voldemort in your last year at Hogwarts?"
"Well, it definitely took a mental, emotional, and physical strain on me. I knew that I had to do it, though, so I did," Ginny knew that Harry had rehearsed that line many, many times...
By the time that Ginny had finished interviewing Harry, it was lunchtime. She was about to bid Harry good bye, when...
"Hey, Gin... There's this little deli across the street. They have really good salads and subs. I was planning to go alone, but do you want to go with me?" He asked her. She graciously accepted. She bundled on her hat and scarf and they descended to street level and walked over.
"Well, you know, I always knew that they would be together, Ron and Hermione. They had always liked each other," Harry explained to Ginny over a mug of hot chocolate.
"Being Hermione's best friend, it was hard to watch her go with Viktor Crum for that while, because I knew her heart belonged to Ron," Ginny stated truthfully.
"I, for one, am extremely glad that they are together," Harry testified.
"I second that motion," Ginny added, "And you know, I wouldn't be at all surprised if they were engaged by a year from now... I really wouldn't."
"Me neither," Harry replied. Their lunch had gone very well, Ginny thought. It wasn't exactly romantic or intimate, but that was fine by Ginny. They had talked about what had been going on since they last saw each other... She told herself she was content with being Harry's friend... maybe.
Harry helped Ginny with her jacket, scarf and hat. "We should do this more often," Harry commented, "How about tomorrow. I'll come down and we'll meet here. Is noon alright with you?"
"I like a man who takes charge," Ginny laughed, "Yes, noon will be good."
"Well, I guess this is good-bye for now," He said.
"I guess it is," she said pulling him into a friendly hug, "I'll see you tomorrow, though."
"Alright- tomorrow," He repeated.
Ginny went back to work, but something was different. She could swear that her feet weren't touching the floor.
Hey Everybody! This is a repost of my first and, in my opinion, best story... should I totally overwrite the first one? I have made changes... Tell me when you review! Please review! I want to know how many people are actually reading this! Love much to all- Sarah
