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The WAAA had a new member today. She was a beautiful red headed woman with sexy curves, and freckles that made her sexier, and just about anything that could make a woman sexy. He greeted her to the meeting.

"Hi. My meeting name is number 0030, and I've abused alcohol for four years now. I started because I lost some friends during the war, and I have constant angst in my life. I'm quitting because I have a chance at happiness." he said putting out his hand. In WAAA they were given numbers to be known by if they wanted to stay anonymous, hence the name Wizarding Alcohol Abusers Anonymous. Harry greeted her for two reasons: she was sexy and she was refusing to talk to anyone else, but Harry always had a way with women.

"Err…Hi. My number is…" she said and looked at a piece of paper from her pocket "0032. I've also been abusing alcohol for four years, but my boyfriend insists I quit. I started drinking because I…also lost some friends during the war." She said

During the meeting, they only half paid attention, and talked to each other, hitting it off almost instantly. After the meeting was over, Harry invited her over his house and she agreed to come.

When they apperated at his mansion all he said was "err…yeah. I'm kinda rich," he said. "Err…lemme introduce you to my house elf and herbologist." He said walking into the mansion

"Don't worry. I don't think any more or less of you since you're rich" she said and then laughed a little "my boyfriend is a herbologist. Wouldn't it be weird if he was your gardener?" she asked

"yeah. That would be weird. I'll just call them down now. DOBBY! NEVILLE!" he yelled and saw an awed look in the woman's face

"err…my boyfriend is your gardener" she said and attempted a weak chuckle

Neville came down with Dobby, and asked "Ginny, what are you doing here? I thought I hadn't told you I'm working at Harry's house" he said

Harry and Ginny exchanged glances at finally figuring who each other were. "damn…we should've seen it earlier" Harry said

"You were right…for once…me and Harry met at the WAAA meeting and he invited me here. I suppose I'll just give Harry my number so we can catch up tomorrow and then dissapperate back home" she said scribbling a number on a piece of paper and handing it to Harry. And then, with one last "hmmph" at Neville, she dissaperated.

"Oh man. I can't believe I just got reacquainted with Ginny. Oh boy" Harry said "sorry if you think I'm trying to take her from you Neville. I swear I'm not" he said

Neville was a bit concerned "err…that kinda makes me a bit more suspicious, but I'm sure you aren't trying to take her from me. Now if you don't mind, I'm going t go to sleep" Neville said and went upstairs to his room. Harry went to his own room not too long after Neville and thought about Ginny and his first quidditch practice the next day.

Harry woke at nine sharp the next morning and quickly ate breakfast, being sure to thank Dobby. He said goodbye to Neville, grabbed his Firebolt: second edition, and left for the English National Stadium at 9:30. Apparently the other people trying out had the same idea as Harry, because there were about 15 other people there early. Many were practicing movements on their brooms. Harry decided to sit in the stands until 10:00 when Mr. Bagman arrived with a panel of judges.

He gave Harry a thumbs up and used the spell sonorous on his throat and made an announcement "Welcome to the tryouts for the English National Quidditch team. You have been handpicked by the best…in the hopes that you will become the best. We will start out with beaters, progress to chasers, keepers, and last but certainly not least, the seekers." He said and called out the names of the beaters trying out: two of which were none other than Fred and George Weasley.

Fred and George had enormously progressed over the last four years. Even when they were on the Hogwarts team, they missed occasionally, but they hit all their targets dead on. Fred and George made it onto the team. Next up were the chasers. Harry recognized nobody this time, but they were almost perfect nonetheless. These three chasers' names were Chris Fields, Brian O'Connor, and Anne Glory. Anne was the only female chaser, but it wasn't like that was going to be an issue…right?

Anyway, the Keepers were next, and once again, Harry recognized nobody, but a black girl named Alice Barr was the best and was chosen for the team. Finally, Mr. Bagman called up the seekers. Harry walked forward with some other people. He was last to try out and as watched the other seekers struggle to find the snitch. What was worse, the ghost of a seeker was competing against them, and some people failed miserably. Others failed to find the snitch within the time limit. A few did well though, but Harry felt confident he would be best. Finally, his name was called and a few people gasped at the fact that he was actually trying out.

Mr. Bagman blew a whistle and Harry was back in the sky, the only place where he felt truly at peace. He swept around the stadium, looking for the snitch. After half an hour, much shorter than the other tryouts, Harry saw something gold near the ground. Harry went into a dive, and the ghost followed him. Harry put all his concentration into his maneuvering. It would take a lot to come out of the dive. Harry put his hand out already, where he felt like the snitch belonged. No box was fit for a snitch. Only Harry's hand was fit for the snitch. In an astounding nosedive, Harry caught the snitch and brang his broom up in a nick of time.

He came off his broom to a round of applause. "Congratulations Harry. Congratulations to all of you. Our team now consist of Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Anne Glory, Chris Fields, Brian O'Connor, Alice Barr, and last but certainly not least Harry Potter." He said and they applauded themselves "I expect you back here tomorrow at 10:00 again for the first real practice" he said and dissapperated

It was already almost dinnertime when the picking of the team ended. There were some conversations between the people trying out for a while, but eventually Harry and everyone else returned home. When Harry got home the first thing he did was call Ginny.

Harry heard the phone ring three times and then heard Ginny's beautiful voice "hello?" she asked

"Hi, it's Harry. Sorry I've kept your hopes up of catching up with me earlier today. Today was the day that the National English Team players were selected, and I'm one of them, Ginny, I'm the seeker for the National English Quidditch team," he explained.

"Wow. I'll have to take you somewhere fancy for dinner" she said and giggled "I'll pick you up nnn-now" she said and hung up.

One second later, she was at his door, ginning. "You can tell me all about your day over dinner. And oh yeah…you're paying. The guy always pays on the first date," she said blushing and rocking on her feet back and forth in a way that was kind of seductive.

"Err…wouldn't Neville disapprove?" Harry asked

"He broke up with me today for apparently no reason" she said

"That's too bad...so, where are we going?" he asked

"Only to my favorite Italian place" she said "and don't worry, it's not too expensive, or else I wouldn't know if they had good food in the interest of keeping a good budget" she said and weakly chuckled.

Harry chuckled with her, and they did side-along apparition to an Italian restaurant. They ordered a table and ordered their food, which Harry was sure, was probably made by house elves, especially considering the food appeared on the plate if they said what they wanted. It reminded Harry of the Yule Ball. Thinking back, he started wishing he had taken Ginny there

"Err…knut for your thought?" Ginny asked staring into his eyes, obviously seeing his thinking expression

"It's just…this way of ordering reminds me of the Yule ball. Anyway, you asked to tell you about my day today, so here goes" he said and told her about his day

"Yeah. Fred and George are so rich now, they can do whatever they want and still leave their stores in good hands, and so they're trying quidditch again." She said

Harry was sure she was hinting at something, so he took a minute to think "oh! Are you talking about yourself?" he asked

"Yeah. Sadly, there's not much else I was interested in career-wise." She said

"That's quite all right. I've been unemployed for three years. I was an auror for one year, and then all that Voldemort crap, and then I just kind of…died inside and started drinking. But I'm alive again" he said with a smile

Ginny smiled seductively "I can make you feel even more alive" she said putting her hand over his.

Harry bit down on his lip. He wasn't sure he was ready for this, but he brang his mouth toward hers ever so slowly anyway. Their lips met, and he did indeed feel more alive. They would have…snogged really is the only word that describes it, but they only shared one sweet, long kiss keeping in mind that they were in a public place.

"Err…by the way…the reason Neville broke up with me…he did it because he wanted you to be happy and because our relationship was bad anyway." Ginny said

Harry was shocked at this information. He suddenly felt much warmer toward Neville than before. Harry laughed and said "I better give him a raise then"

They ate dinner, exchanging glances and smiles every so often. Eventually, the table was cleared of their eaten food and replaced with a fine bottle of champagne.

"Oh great, this will definitely help my drinking problem" they both said sarcastically and giggled, attracting some attention as well. They happily drank the champagne though. It was a special occasion after all. They finished their long meal, paid the bill, and dissapperated back home. Harry bid Ginny good night, they snogged for a while, and Ginny went back home and Harry went into his mansion where he paid a visit to Neville.

"Neville, you're a true friend. I'm glad you broke up with Ginny for me. It really means a lot to me. I'll even be sure to give you a raise" he said and laughed

"Those kind of things are what true friends are for…just uhh…refer me to the next girl you meet whose searching for a boyfriend." He said reddening at the ears.

After agreeing to do that and biding him good night, Harry went into his room, where he slept with a smile for the first time in a long time.

A/N: I'm wondering if I should turn this into a lemon, by having Harry and Ginny get together. Yes, in that way Oo. Please give your comments. Thank you in advance: Procrastinator a.k.a Brian O'Connor