Ginny's Mouth fell open and she felt herself tighten just a bit. Draco Malfoy was pointing at her to stand up and meet up with him. "Uh…h, Me?" She asked, getting up slowly.
"Yes." Said Draco Malfoy. "I will use her in the Salzine Project, along with the Petenur Project. She will lead the group I form I have a few more people in the room that I would like to recruit to work under her." Draco continued to read off the list of people as Ginny sat stunned.
"Well I believe were done." Spoke the top executive, exiting the room.
Ginny put her things in her bag and headed towards the door along with her colleagues. She had almost gotten out, when a hand came down on her right arm pulling her back.
"Hi." Draco stated looking on at the littlest Weasley, unknowingly.
"Hi." Ginny answered him, her voice wavering.
"I wanted to give you the material before we left."
"We?" She questioned him.
"Yes we." He said a grin forming on his face. "Did you expect that I would allow you to do the work here?"
"Why can't I?" She asked gaining a bit of composure.
"Because, the people's products who you are selling don't live here."
"Oh, okay." She said holding the bag closer to you.
"Can I get your name?" He asked.
Ginny knew that she could not tell him that she was Ginny Wealsley. "My…y name is Ginerva…Ginerva…Ginerva Wesley."
"Pretty." Draco said, returning to his feet. He held out his hand and she placed hers within his and they shook. "Well, if you'll give me your address then I am sure I can pick you up at 10:00pm tonight."
"Here," she said bringing out a pen and paper, "I'll write it down for you." When Ginny finished, she handed the paper to Draco, smiled uneasily, and left swiftly.
Draco watched as Ginerva made her way out of the office hurriedly. He couldn't help but think about how uncomfortable she had been around him. He looked over himself and couldn't find anything wrong in the way that he looked. 'Malfoy Superiority.' He thought to himself.
Draco made his way down the stone stairs outside of the building, clutching the address that Ginerva had given him. The watch on his hand showed that it was about 9:45pm. He had been arranging the settings with the bosses in the building, so that he could leave tonight. The bosses had all seemed to be very understanding about his time constraints.
Then the secretary who had bothered him popped into his head. He remembered taking with one of the bosses about her, and how rude she had been. He remembered his exact words of, "If she isn't out of here when I return, you can assure yourselves that there will be no more business deals with the Malfoy's on you r agenda." He reminisced in the blissfulness of it all.
Ginny pushed her black pants into her overloaded suitcase. She had no idea how long she would be there, but she needed to pack for at least 2 months, and that meant a getting lots of shoes and fancy, shmancy, crap into one suitcase.
"So where are you going?" Asked Ginny's roommate. Ginny had told her roommate, Jese (short for Jeseble), all about how she had gotten the job and the internship. Sadly Jese wanted to know as much as possible.
"I am not sure, I think that were heading out to the west, maybe to America, but I can't be sure, because I was never told." Ginny said sitting on her now closed suitcase.
"Do you know how long you will be gone?"
"Nope." Ginny said shaking her head.
"Do you know who you will be staying with?"
"Yeah," Ginny said a little unnerved. "Draco Malfoy."
"You mean that guy in high school." Her roommate asked, moving towards the edge of the bed.
"Yeah, him."
"Why did he pick you then, if he hates you."
"He doesn't know who I am." Ginny said her eyes gaze, flying to the floor.
"And how did you pull off that?"
"Well he didn't recognize me, and if I told him who I was, I wouldn't get the job, or the money."
"Good luck." Said Jese, shaking her head.
"Thanks." Ginny said, only to be interrupted by the door.
"Stay safe." Wished her roommate, as she left the room and opened the door.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yep." She replied dragging her suit case to the hallway and shut the door.
