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Chapter Eleven

So long, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Good Night!

Ginny arched eyebrow was still high on her forehead as her ever so horrible boss Ms. Eunice Roseland kept on talking. How fare arching her eyebrow and nodding her head will take her she didn't know, but as long as went on with it and Eunice won't notice, "Obviously she won't because she has the attention span of a fork", Ginny thought to her self. Her eyebrow began to ache so she allowed it to return to its natural position right above her right eye.

"…That's why you are to meet him tonight at the office and I will here to supervise, are we clear?" Eunice crossed her stringy arms and gave Ginny a snotty look. "What do you say, Weasley?"

"What do I say about what?"

"The interview, Weasley, the interview with Harry Potter, remember?"

"Oh right! I still have to do it?"

"Yes, Weasley."

"Even though he's married?"

"Yes, Weasley."

"Do I really have to do it?"

"If you want that promotion, yes."

"And it has to be tonight?"

"Yes, Weasley," she rolled her bug like eyes, "Stop asking question, Weasley, save them for tonight." She moved towards the door but stopped before Ginny could release a sigh of relief. "Do remember to introduce us properly, rumor has it that there isn't much love between him and lady, if you know what I mean." She laughed her horse like laugh and opened the door. "Be here at 8 sharp." And with that she was gone from her office.

"Oh I'll be here at 8." Ginny hissed at the closed door. "I'll be here with my new friend Mr. Butcher Knife and maybe I'll arrange him a date with your throat you stupid cow!" she began massaging her temples and to take deep breathes. It was her new way to calm herself down and achieve inner peace. "Happy thought. Good thoughts. Peaceful thoughts." She kept on rubbing her temples and hummed a muggle song she loves. "Matchmaker, Matchmaker, make me a match, Find me a find, catch me a catch." She sang to herself quietly. "Matchmaker, Matchmaker Look through your book, and make me a perfect match!" She smiled to herself and began to prance around her office while making faces to no one and imitating a ballerina. "La la la la la la!" with one last pirouette she apparted away to her apartment.

"My, aren't you just up and about." Jonathan asked as he saw Ginny dancing her way to him. "Up and about to be committed in St. Mungo's."

"Oh don't be a pooper! I'm singing show tunes!" she pranced along to her room while reaching to the finale cues.

"So Gin, why are you so happy?"

"Tonight is going to be the worst night of my life!" she sang to him as she picked out a few dresses from her closet. "And I'll probably be dead by the end of it!"

"So that's why you're so happy!" he said wisely and nodded knowingly. "You're on drugs! Oh I'm so happy that you're not naturally happy!"

"I'm not on drugs, Jonnie dear, I'm just aware that I have nothing to lose." She walked to her bathroom and Jonathan heard the water running from the shower.

"What do you mean you have nothing to lose?"

"You'll see, Jonnie." She said vaguely while preparing to enter the shower. "Or at east read about it."

On 7:35 Ginny was at the threshold of her office, smelling good, feeling good and most of looking great. With high heel taps she walked into the lighted room and saw that her notorious company hasn't arrived yet. She looked around her office of almost two years, it was her home away from home throughout the years and while she hated her boss and coming to work recently she sure did loved her office, it was after all the only office in the building to have been personally decorated (Jonnie took care of it) for it's owner. Ginny sighed as she walked over to her desk and set on the chair. She placed her head between her hands and closed her eyes. She set like this until she heard two pops out side her office and her head bolted up.

"It's good to see you again Mr. Potter." Ginny heard the obnoxious voice of Ms. Roseland.

"Same here, Eunice. I hope you prepped Ginny for this. I don't want her angry or something." Ginny snorted to herself at this but listened carefully.

"Oh don't worry. She was thrilled to do this." Eunice giggled cowly. "I hope your wife didn't make any trouble. Is she fine with this?"

"Don't worry she won't be any trouble soon." He said reassuringly.

"She won't?" Eunice then hummed to herself (mooed might be more correct as Ginny would've say) and then said in a very curious voice. "I know it a little too soon and a little rude but," she intake deeply and pawned over him, "Maybe we can make some arrangement or something?" she wrapped her octopuses like arms around Harry's neck and played with his hair. "I'm not involved with anyone and I really think that we see eye to eye-"

"Ms. Roseland please-"

"Call me Eunice!" she moved her head foreword and rubbed her nose with his. "We're way past being formal with each other, Harry."

"Yes, but Ginny's about to come and I really don't thi-"

"Forget about, Weasley, will you?" she snapped at him. "I know you two danced around each other while being at school but she's just a silly little girl." She walked them both over to Violet's desk and pushed Harry against it.

"You know about us?" his voice was shaky and quite high. "How did you know-?"

"I know everything, Harry." She brushed her lips against his while trying to resist his attempts to move her away from him. "I also know that you should stop pinning after silly girls and move to more mature women." She pawned on him again and crashed her lips forcefully on his.

The office door slam open and both Harry and Eunice fell to the floor as Ginny stood there expressing pure rage and glared at her boss and former love-of-her-life (she repeated that mantra a lot recently) as they tried to helped themselves up from the floor.

"Don't bother to cover up. It'll only make you look worse." She sneered at the two as they finally straightened up. "As worse as it gets."

"Weasley!" Eunice hissed loudly and pushed Harry away as she approached Ginny. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

"I'm someone who doesn't take crap out you anymore!"

"Watch your mouth you little weasel or I'll make you pay for it!"

"How?" Ginny arched her eyebrow at her ignoring Harry faint attempts to say something. "Are you going to throw your bra at me? The snitch is oversized for the damn thing!"

"After I'm done with you, you'll wish you haven't said a fucking word!" Eunice outraged and drew out her wand. "You'll be finished in the entire journalism world! Even the Quibbler won't hire you!"

"Listen here, Roseland!" Harry yelled at the raged woman who a moment ago was on top of him trying to get into his pants. "Don't you dare talking to Gin-"

"Save your nobility, Potter." Ginny said calmly tucked a stray hair behind her ear, clapped her hands and shrugged. "As to you, Eunice, I accepted an offer I just couldn't refuse." She stopped for a dramatic pause (Jonathan taught her how to do it). "I'm the head of the new witches' magazine of the Daily Prophet so, I guess I should go, I'm starting tomorrow and I really need a good night sleep."

"Are you serious about this?" Harry asked. He was overwhelmed by the entire night mishaps. "I think it's great!"

"Thank you, but I didn't ask what you do or don't think about it." Ginny snapped at him. "It's late and I have to go now."

"I give a week time before you ruin everything, Weasley." Eunice suddenly said as she picked up her jacket from the floor. "And then we'll see who'll pity you and give you a job."

"Speaking of pity," Ginny said, "I don't know who I pity most, you for being a shallow, narrow minded and air head groupie who really thought she had a chance with Harry Potter, or you Harry, because really now, how low can you go?" she flickered her shining red hair away summoned her coat and smiled at the two. "I'll send violet to pick up my belongings tomorrow at launch. Don't bother to stay in touch." And with that Ginny Weasley apparted away from the head building of Witch Weekly magazine once and for all.

Jonathan waited by the table for two he reserved earlier that night as Ginny asked him to do before she left. Usually he'd preferred to sit in a wizrading pub but since Ginny especially requested to go to a muggle bar he just couldn't say no. he was half way through his second drink when his sharing first place as favorite redhead came in grinning from one pink ear to another.

"Someone look genuinely happy, tonight." He said and signaled the barmaid to bring a drink to Ginny. "Did it go okay?" Ginny told him everything that happened, from sitting alone in her office to hearing Eunice pawning Harry to telling them both off. "You take shit from no one, aren't you?"

"You know me, Jonnie." She raised her glass up. "All I'm asking for is just a little respect."

"You tell them, Aretha, you tell them."

A/N: it might seem a little blurry but believe me we're reaching the end. Now I'm really sorry for not updating almost a month but thing popped up and then I had my 18th birthday four day ago, so all in all things were pretty hectic. I promise it will be better now that I have more time to write.

I really want to thank:

KrazieChikadee: thanks for the correction usually I get it right. As for the Harry thing, don't worry it will all be explained.

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mOnKeYsAtEtHeTwInS: well it's almost the end of the fic so I see no point of starting to beta it now, but I'll see what I can do about future fic.

Crazy Freckles

Celine K.S

HTB: I know it wasn't there but it wasn't really important for the chapter.

The O.C. Addict

HP-Lover-2108: if you take a look in JKR website you'd see that Ginny's birthday is august 10th that what I did in order to be sure of it.

Queenlover

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