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"Gin? What's going on? Gin, what is this?" Harry inquired of Ginny when she came home and threw her a copy of the Witch Weekly. She didn't even bother looking at it.

"What's wrong? It's just a bunch of rubbish," she shrugged.

He stared at her, his green eyes confused. "Why aren't you angered by this?"

"I've seen it many times already, I'm not bothered by it anymore." She explained breezily, there was no way she was going to let Harry ruin her good mood.

"What of Malfoy? I bet he is really pissed that anyone would suggest that he'd ever go near a Weasley, especially when she's my wife." He laughed, apparently thinking he was really clever.

"Oh, well, he doesn't really care. I spoke to him when it first went on stands," she explained. "We both, originally, were angered by it, but we got over it. We realized that it's just a bunch of tabloid trash and it will pass, soon enough."

"You're taking this surprisingly well, Ginny. Has your Weasley temper calmed down?" Harry asked bemused.

"Not really, trust me I still have my temper, but I'm not going to waste it on stuff like this."

Harry grunted.

"So Harry, where did you and Vanya go to after lunch?" Ginny asked, quietly hoping that the paparazzi got several pictures of the two of them and a scandal would ensue.

"Oh, we, um, we went for a walk. We just talked you know?" He said uncomfortably.

Ginny laughed. "Harry you're speaking like a nervous teenager."

"I guess I am." He laughed. "It was interesting, she was very charming."

"Do you like her?" Ginny asked breezily, seeing how he responded.

"'Do I like her?' What kind of question is that, Ginny?" Harry asked, thoroughly confused.

"Well, we obviously have no spark anymore, I mean you must be attracted to other women. Harry stop being shocked when I ask you these things. We aren't in love, it's human nature to want to be loved."

"True, well then yes. Yes, I am attracted to her." He had a rather sheepish grin upon his face.

Ginny laughed. "Harry, I was thinking maybe if you really like her..."

"What?"

"Nothing, never mind." She said changing her mind.

"No go on."

"Fine," she sighed. She turned and leaned her back against the counter while he looked at her. "Look, both of us are incredibly unhappy. No one deserves a loveless marriage. Harry, I was thinking that if you do really like her that well..."

"That we could try to get our pictures taken and put into tabloids? Make it as though I left you for her?" He said filling in her sentence.

"Yes, Harry, it would be simple. The public loves you, and they look for reasons to hate me." She took a deep breath thinking of the little girl. "You know I had a little girl come up to me today and asked me why I was leaving someone as great as you for an evil man like Draco."

Harry laughed heartily. "Oh, I'm sorry Gin, but the thought of you with Malfoy is, just well, perposterous! It would never happen."

Ginny straightened up. "'Perposterous', Harry? Why exactly is that?"

"Well, for one, you're too good for him. Another reason is he's very arrogant, he would never be involved with you."

"Are you saying I'm not pretty enough for him?" She asked offended.

"No, no, of course you are! You're beautiful, more beautiful a woman then he could ver hope for. I was just saying that well, he has always had in his head Malfoys don't associate themselves with Weasleys. It just isn't done."

"I'm sick to death of hearing that. Who really cares who anyone associates with? Why does it matter who anyone's families were!"

"Ginny, that is just well how it's done. This world is very family oriented. You are who your family is or was."

Giny snarled. "Well, that's really fucked up."

Harry gave her a strange look. "Why do you even care? It is not as though you would ever like Malfoy."

Ginny remained silent. She would be out of this marriage soon enough.

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Draco stared at the piece of trash on his desk that had been sent to him. Despite this little trash article helping his plan it was still insulting and nauseating. He could not bear the thought of ever touching that foul, Weaslette, who was Potter leftovers sickened Draco.

He decided to warn her. It woul dbe best if the Weasel knew how to compose herself when she saw it. He needed to see her as well, to further his plan.

He despised Potter more then anything else in the world. Potter had killed Draco's father, and that was simply unforgivable. Draco wanted his vengeance. What better way to screw up Potter then to screw his wife? That was his plan, return to the United Kingdom, (which he had sworn he would never do, when he left), and pursue her.

Draco had met Malcolm Jenkins during his two years that he lived in New York. They had spoken briefly at an event. A few months later, when Draco had moved to France, they met again. This time they spoke longer. They built a friendship over the next few years. Malcolm's home was near Draco's. Throughout the next four years Malcolm furthered his publishing company and when he found that he needed a partner he asked Draco, a man he could trust. Draco of course was hesitant, if he took the job he would have to return to England, something he was just was not willing to do. But, it had been five years. When Draco accepted he found out that they were taking over the oublishing company that had published the weaselette's magazine he became even more interested. Malcolm's original intention was to sell the magazine to another publisher, so that he could focus on political magazines but Draco stopped him. That was when his plan was formed.

Draco had always had a sense of telling when someone had been in a fight. He gained it growing up with his father and being a Slytherin. That first meeting with her he could tell she had had a hard morning. He watched her try to be completely unfazed and professional. He even noticed all of her fervent glances. He was used to women being captivated by him and was able to pretend he didn't notice. When he bumped into her later that day he could tell she was really angered. He knew that his plan was going to be easier then he had thought. If their marriage was perfect getting her to fall for him would be much harder but the payoff would be so much sweeter. This was it would be easier, with her looking for a way out, but if Potter was as detached as her he had to ask himself "Is it worth it?" In the end he decided it was. He had to admit this wasn't the worse woman to be working with. She was definitely attractive, she wasn't as gangly as she once was. She was long limbed and tall, a perfect figure and cascading red curls. Her face was nice enough with deep amber eyes, and porcelain skin with several freckles sprinkled across her nose and cheeks. There were definitely worse candidates.

He called her and told her to meet him at the office. When he saw her searching for him he was slightly taken aback. She looked especially nice that day, Sure her clothes were simple but her eyes held something. He wasn't sure what, but definitely something. He led her to his office and when they spoke about love and the ability to be alone he felt unnerved. She made him drop his guard, she had an ability that no one else had. When she said that she had him figured out he wanted to surprise her. So he did and kissed her.

He had not planned on kissing her, he did not know what came over him. He left before they could speak. When she left the message at his office yelling at him for lying to her he was angered but didn't want to confront her on the phone- he hated phones, he hated all muggle things. He got a private room at the muggle restaurant Korson's where he knew no wizard tabloid reporter or photographer would be. Though he wanted to ruin Potter's life he felt it was a sweeter victory done in private then brought to light. It was tasteless and less vengeful in public. Only amateurs worked with the tabloids.

As soon as she walked in he started fussing at her for not being respectful that he would not be treated that way. But surprisingly, the once meek Weasley stood up to him and told him how it was going to be. He was not used to women being that confident and straightforward.

Draco was intensely attracted to her especially in the bright, figure hugging outfit she had on. He could not help himself and kissed her passionately. Once again he had not planned on kissing her, all his plans were being messed up by this red head. She left him questioning himself and his motives, whether or not he kissed her to say "screw you" to Harry or out of his own accord because he wanted to kiss her so badly. He realized he didn't just want her to screw Harry but because he actually wanted her, physically, and possibly with the correct nurturing one day, possibly soon, emotionally as well.