Draco and Blaise the rest of the day talking about what to do with the whole situation. They soon had the perfect plan and were all ready making calls to put it into action. The next morning Ginny woke up late to a wake up call, literaly.
:RING:
"mmm, go way." Ginny mumbled to the phone, it didn't listen.
:RING:
"Go way."
:RING:
"Fine you stupid phone…Hello...Hi Herm…I'm ok…I guess I can meet you for lunch…sure…the café around the corner…I'll be there…bye." Ginny hung up the phone and went to take a hot shower. Hot showers were what helped relax her during the hard times when she lost Draco. Thinking about those times made tears come back to Ginny's eyes. 'So much has changed.' Ginny wiped her tears and quickly finished her shower. She got dressed in a pair of jeans and a fashionable torn up black tank top and went to the small café that was just around the corner from her building. She got a small table outside and waited. She was half way through the first chapter of a book she had picked up off the shelf on her way out when Hermione flopped into the seat cross from her.
"Hey Gin, how's it going?"
"Hi Hermione, I'm ok. I waited till you go here to order." After ordering sandwiches and drinks the two young women got to talking about literature and Hermione's wedding plans. Her and Ron had got engaged several months earlier so Ginny was helping Hermione plan the wedding. As they were paying their waiter came over with a single red rose and placed it in front of Ginny.
"For you, from an anonymous costumer."
"Ginny!" Hermione said excitedly, "You have an admirer. I wonder who it is."
"The young man had a cloak hiding his face and left moments after he gave me orders to give this to 'the pretty red head in black'." The waiter said slowly, not sure if he should mention the 5 galleons he had been handed.
"Thank you, and here's your tip." Ginny handed him the money and her and Hermione went across the street to a small park. They sat down on a bench by a small duck pond and watched the baby duckies follow there mother.
"So how's the job search going Gin?"
"Not so good. No one wants an amateur photographer working in their magazine's or papers. I still have the office job, but being a secretary isn't everything. I want to be artistic to."
"Hmmm, well I might have a photography job for you. I want you to take my wedding pictures for one, but the magazine I write for is doing a big article on the Order's spies. Our normal photographer is away because her daughter had chicken pox. Will you do it, please?" Hermione's face showed that she sincerely wanted Ginny to get this job.
"I don't know Herm, that would bring up lots of memories. Can I think about it and let you know later?"
"Sure. Just let me know in the next day or two."
"Sure thing. Now I have to get some shopping done. See you later."
As soon as Ginny was out of site Hermione picked up her cell phone and called Blaise. "Blaise, it worked."
