"Tomorrow?" Draco said sounding alarmed.

"Er…yeah." Ginny replied, "Well Phlegm, being Phlegm, wanted a big and fancy to do so this wedding's going to be like, huge. We go, then we come back and can be rid of each other forever!"

"Except at work." Draco pointed out.

"Shut up." Ginny said, "You know it's going to take a lot to fool my mother."

"Nothing a Malfoy can't handle." Draco replied smugly.

"Shut it ferret," Ginny warned, "Your so far up your own arse you starting to come out your mouth."

"Charmed." Draco grinned almost admitting defeat.

She told him to meet her the next afternoon out side the leaky cauldron and to pack three sets of day wear and a suit.

"You mean I have to be around the weasels for ages and I can't even use them as servants?"

"Yes, dear." Ginny said sarcastically, "Don't be late!"

With that she apperated with a small POP! Leaving behind a very regretful Draco who simply muttered, "What have I done?"

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Ginny flopped onto the comfy brown sofa at the burrow, and released the breath she realised she'd been holding.

"Ginny, love, is that you?"

Ginny groaned, it was her mother the woman who had caused her to date the ferret.

"No, it's someone else."

Wondering into the living room her mother said, "Oh good, look I've just been talking to Fleur and she has a cousin called Eddie and he happens to be about your age and single and-"

"Mum, I have a date."

"Yes, that's very nice dear. Anyway this young man has-" she stopped and looked at her daughter her face a mixture of confusion and hope, "Wait, did you say you have a date?"

Ginny nodded hesitantly.

"Well, that's simply wonderful dear and at such short notice! Wait until I tell your father!" he squealed in delight, "When do I get to meet the unfortunate young man?"

"Tomorrow." Ginny sighed as her mother skipped out the room to owl her father. Once left alone Ginny rolled over, pressed her face into the pillow and let out a shriek, she slammed her arms up and down in frustration; this somehow, released her anger.

"Ginny?" an uncertain voice called.

"Whaf?" she said turning round. Harry was standing at the door. Ginny suddenly realised she still had the pillow in her mouth and dropped it.

"Are you alright?"

"No." Ginny whined, she had made an idiot of herself in front of him again.

"Anything I can do to help." He asked bearing a frown.

"No." Ginny repeated in the same tone of voice, she got up, "I'm going to go bang my head against something hard. See you at dinner."

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Ginny threw the clothes into her suitcase not caring what she took, she was dreading this more than ever and there was no way out. Gutted Ginny thought throwing her toothbrush onto the pile. Nearly three day with Phlegm and Mal-ferret this could only happen to her. Grudgingly she slammed the lid of the case down. There was a knock at the door.

"'S only me." Hermione's voice came.

"Come in." Ginny called.

"Molly said you have a date so who's the mystery man?" Hermione beamed. She could imagine what Hermione's reaction would be if she said "Oh, just your worst enemy Draco Malfoy." So instead she said shiftily,

"It's…er…erm…it's a surprise."

"Oooh!" Hermione said sounding delighted, "Will I like the surprise."

"Er…it's hard to say." Ginny shifted uncomfortably.

"I understand, you don't want to give it away!" Hermione said getting up.

"The whole family can't wait to meet him!" she called from he doorway as she left.

"When will the torture end?" Ginny asked looking up at her ceiling. What was it about her family that made the so god damned retarded? She needed a drink to resolve things or just to numb the pain.