"You can tell me."

"No!"

"I can see through your lies like crystal. It's obvious you feel SOMETHING for her."

"No! Look. I fired Miss Weasley from her post as P.A. Do you want to be fired as well?" Draco asked, quite aggravated.

"I won't mind."

"Melinda- just, just go back to work."

"I'm your personal assistant, Mr. Malfoy. Do you like Miss Weasley?" Melinda asked, ignoring his threats to fire her.

"You would make one hell of a reporter."

"I get that a lot."

"Leave me alone. Go do something with yourself."

"Don't change the subject, Mr. Malfoy! It's quite obvious you have SOMETHING for her. First, you threaten Andrew and tell him that if he hurts her, he's dead. Does something click in you right now?"

"No. Leave me alone. A P.A does not mean you get nosy in my personal business."

"Sorry, sir." Melinda went back to work… too quietly…

"Ginny! Hey!"

Draco jerked his head up and turned to where Melinda was frantically waving.

"HAH!" Melinda pointed at Draco accusingly.

Groaning, Draco went back to his papers.

"Excited to see her, aren't you, eh?"

"No! Go back to work!"

"It's SO obvious! Just admit it already before I spread it to the whole company."

"NO! LAST WARNING. GET BACK TO WORK."

Melinda crouched over her papers frowning.

After a few minutes of completely peaceful silence, Melinda interrupted him.

"Mr. Malfoy, have you ever heard of the Aesop where the boy, who's learning to herd sheep gets so bored one day that he- GINNY! GINNY! OVER HERE!"

Draco jerked his head up from his papers to see an empty clearing.

"HAH!"

"GET BACK TO WORK!" Draco barked.

Five minutes later, Melinda continued her story. "Anyway, the boy gets bored so he runs into the neighborhood screaming "Wolf! Wolf!" and the people are like freaking out so they all get there with their saws and prongs and the boy laughs going "It was just a joke. I was bored." So the townsmen laugh a little, warn him not to do it again and go back. The next day, the boy goes "WOLF! WOLF! HELP!" And the townsmen run up with their knives and shovels to find the boy laughing his head off. They get mad and scold him. The next day, the boy comes to the top of the hill to see 2 wolves eating all the sheep. He cries desperately "Wolf Wolf! Help me! SAVE ME! WOLF!" and the townsmen hear him, but they don't do anything because they think he was lying. In result, the wolves gobble up the entire herd of sheep."

Melinda smiled happily as she finished her story.

"What the hell was the point of that story?" Draco asked.

"It was for when- GINNY! HEY! GINNY!" Melinda cried as she waved over Draco's head. Draco smirked.

"I'm not fa-"

"HEY, MELINDA." Ginny's voice yelled over his head

OOOOO

"So… uh… how are you?" Draco asked.

"Fine. I got a lot of rest. Thank you."

"No problem."

"No really. Thank you for saving me."

"No problem."

"I didn't know you had the gentleman in you."

"Well. I do."

"Mr. Malfoy. The conference will be starting now."

Thank god. Draco thought.

"Well, you take care then, Miss Weasley."

"I'm coming with you."

"What?" Oh god. What now? Draco thought furiously.

"Melinda offered me her-my job back. I know we're not allowed to but she said something about getting too distracted."

Draco made a mental note to fire her… Melinda… wherever/whatever she was doing.

"I… uh… fine. Whatever. Don't bother me, though."

"Of course not!"

Draco walked briskly to the conference room. Ginny followed him, taking a seat behind him.

"Well, the meeting will begin." An elder member of the corporation said boomingly. "Mr. Malfoy, you're up."

Draco took deep breaths before finding his center and beginning his presentation.

"Uh. Hi. I'm Draco. No, shit, I mean, I am Draco Malfoy, head of the T-"

"Mr. Malfoy, please, we do not need information about you. We only need to know what you're doing."

"What I'm doing. What I'm doing. All right. I remember in my childhood that I had a small limit to what I can do and what I can do. My father kept me from doing most things. Playing with other kids, using kid products, or playing with video games. Simply, because, he thought we were, well, too good for them." Draco said, stealing a glance at the only other wizard in the room, Ginny.

"When I came here, I realized that it's not like that. I was brainwashed for a long long time by my father, but I realized that these people, the way the entertained themselves was quite fascinating."

"This world has done much for me to show me new toys and such. I wanted to do the same. I had only one toy when I was a child back in London. I had a toy broom. I want to elaborate on that."

"This Halloween, I will be introducing a new product. This product is a broom, any old broom, as to what the child may think, but this broom flies. Of course, there will be many issues to face on this, including how we will do it, what we will do with it, when… everything. Let me just say that I've got in under control. This is simply a plastic broom, equipped with motors inside that will help it fly. If you have any concerns about how a child maybe able to ride this, I will answer them now."

"Magic."

OOOOOOO

Ginny stared hard.

'This git can't be serious. How the hell does he think he can get this to pass? A flying broom?'

The rest of the men didn't seem to be very impressed with the idea neither because for them, this was a totally different topic. A flying broom? How could that POSSIBLY work? If a child was overweight, how would it hold them? What are the safety hazards to this? Won't it cost them an exorbitant amount of money? How easily will they get sued?

Finally, one elderly spoke up.

"Mr. Malfoy, this is simply absurd. Go back to your seat please."

Draco flinched merely.

"No."

"Mr. Malfoy, this will never pass. This will never pass within this ROOM, and it will never pass with the government… it just won't pass, period. I have no idea where you got this idea. It is beyond absurd. Unthinkable."

"I have it all planned out! It works!"

"No it doesn't. I don't wish to hear more of this. Please…let us hear from the other companies now."

Ginny saw a sudden drop in Draco's eyes. It seemed as though he had died inside.

"Wait…" She said, meekly. Heads of dozens of men turned toward her.

Draco shook his head, but Ginny continued.

"How about… if we take it down a step."

"What do you mean?"

"How about… instead of having kids fly in them, you have little toys fly around in little mini brooms. It would be efficient. Not too expensive and in fact could add to the remote control shelf of toy stores."

"Remote control toys are expensive. And this small broom would not sell next to large remote control monster truck."

"Who says? Who said it had to be remote control?"

"You did, ma'am."

"Well, I take it back. Actually, sirs, I think Mr. Draco had a fantastic idea and I think you all should be asham- oh. Uh. Never mind. Please though, keep the broom in mind." She said, shuffling, glancing up once more at the furious Draco who glared at her behind the bald heads. "Uh… we better get going now?"

"Wait a second." One nice looking grandpa stopped them, rasping his cane on the table. "This young lady here has a swell idea."

"What do you mean, Mr. Williams?"

"I mean that if I were a kid, hell, I'd buy it. Even if it was remote control or not."

"The parent would never agree."

"Yes they would. Whatever happened to 'when it comes to toys, the children dominate'?"

"Sir please, let's dismiss the issue."

Mr. Williams pouted a bit. "Why. Why not?"

"It would cost more to manufacture and make than to sell. That is a negative profit."

"Let's not dismiss the issue."

"Let's."

"Let's not."

"Let's."

"I'm not dism-"

That was all that Draco and Ginny heard, for they silently closed the door behind the mayhem inside.

"Ginny Weasley. How would you like a cup of coffee?"

"I would love that. Very much."

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Short chapter.

I don't expect much reviews.

Unless they're really bad.

Everyone has forgotten my story anyway. I sort of did too. That's why the chapter sort of sucks because I wrote it last minute.

SORRY SO MUCH.

SO SO SORRY.

I PROMISE I WON'T FORGET THIS STORY AGAIN. IT'D BE IN MY HEARD FOREVER AND EVER. : )