AN: I apologise for the shortness they do get a lot longer, these two just seem to be a bit on the short side. But it's ok cos' I've put two up. See I can be smart too.

I don't own Harry Potter. Life sucks huh?

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Two

The small café in Diagon Ally was filling slowly on that Thursday morning the in September air was thick with the smell of freshly cooked pastries and freshly brewed coffee. Ginerva Weasley clad in her waitressing outfit was already clearing silver tabletops and serving customers on their way to work, it wasn't much of a job and she hated it but it was a living.

"Good morning Mr Gonzalez." She grumbled as the man she served at the counter rummaged in his briefcase. "Usual?"

"Yes, make it snappy girl." He said tapping his feet impatiently.

Ginny sauntered off cursing him to herself. At back of the shop she stood pouring a black coffee, resisting the temptation to tamper with it and after levitating a hot cross bun onto the counter she mumbled,

"That'll be one knut and three stickles please."

Mr Gonzalez grumbled something along the lines of 'crummy service' placed the coins on the counter and turned to leave.

"Sir, your coffee!" Ginny called.

"I'm not stupid, I was getting a napkin you've spilt my coffee all over the floor." he said.

Ginny smiled through the grit of her teeth and apologised.

She was cleaning the inside of the display case when someone entered the café. She looked up he caught her eye. He was tall and dressed all in black. He was very attractive with blond hair and steely grey eyes. He grinned at Ginny and she smiled back he approached the counter. She went to get up and whacked her head on the top of the case. The man covered a laugh.

"Ow!" she moaned rubbing her head, he smirked. It was a rather familiar smirk.

"Can I help you?" she frowned, who was he?

"Yes, I'll have a capuchino" he replied still smirking.

"Do you want sugar with that?" she asked.

He snorted.

"I'll take that as a no." Ginny mumbled pushing the cup across the counter.

"That's five stickles."

He thanked her a sat in a corner. He stayed there slowly drinking his capuchino watching all the people who passed the window with mild interest. Then it click, she knew that smirk! Excitedly she rushed over to his table and pointed her tablecloth at him.

"It's you!" she shrieked making an old man jump.

"Yes, it's me." He replied calmly.

"Your Draco Malfoy!" she exclaimed.

"Well, Weasley you finally caught on."

"I thought you died." She said loudly and then said a lot more quietly, "why are you not dead, where did you go?"

She was met with glare that told her she was snooping.

"I was away. How's life with Potter?"

"I'm going out with Harry never was never will. That prophet has been short on news recently." The only person she'd been out with in the past year was Dean, the pig.

"Whatever you say Mrs Potter."

"Jealous."

"No."

"Liar."

"Weasel."

"Ferret."

"Cow."

"Pig."

"Bitch."

"Arse."

"Ginger."

"Ahhhhh! You infuriating man!" Ginny cried stomping off.

"Goodbye Ginerva." Draco called from the door.

"Get lost Malfoy, have a sucky life!" hopefully that would be the last she saw of him.

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AN: basically I am now working on the basis of once I have sufficient reviews I will update. Remember folks this story is finish and is sitting on my PC waiting for you guys to review.

Muhahhahahahaha! I know what happens... nu, nu, nu, nuer, nuer!