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Chapter 5: You just had to interrupt...
Ginny woke early the next morning, as she always did, and rolled over to look at her clock. Six in the morning, she groaned. It was ridiculous. No matter what she did, she just couldn't sleep in past 8 in the morning. She sighed, resigning herself to her fate and decided to go for a run. She stood up and made her way to Hermione's room to ask her if she wanted to join her and was met with a pillow in her face. Ginny smiled, she knew that Hermione had never been much of a morning person, but it still amused her to see the reactions she received whenever she tried to wake the older girl up. Ginny returned to her room, put on her workout clothes, a pair of running shoes and grabbed her music player and left the house. She stretched briefly before she started and left. About an hour later she came back, sweaty, hot, and in desperate need of a shower. She stretched her tired muscles out and made her way back into the house. She took a long, hot shower and then made her way back into her room.
She changed back into her green, plaid pajama pants (A/N: I do this a lot...just because it's comfortable...) and a white tank top. She tied her hair back quickly and made her way downstairs. She started making breakfast when she heard the indescribable sounds of her best friend waking up. By the time that Hermione had managed to drag herself out of the comfort and safety of her bed, Ginny had finished cooking and was already eating her own waffles and fruit. She looked at Hermione as she came into view and laughed. She was still dressed in her night clothes, which consisted of a pair of boxer shorts and an overlarge t-shirt, and her hair, which she had braided the night before, was coming out of it's braid and sticking everywhere. Hermione took one look at Ginny and sighed disgustedly, "Just how do you manage to look so god-dammed good first thing in the morning?"
"Well, mainly because it isn't first thing to me. I, my dear, have been awake for two full hours. I have already gone for a run, showered and made breakfast," Ginny responded, while offering Hermione some breakfast. She sat down and took some of the food for herself, while responding,
"You've been awake for two hours? But, it's only eight in the morning!" Hermione said, sounding quite astonished at the fact that anyone would be willing to be awake at that hour of the morning. Ginny laughed at the astonished look on her friends face. The two of them ate breakfast in relative silence until Hermione finally broke it by asking, "So, I agreed to this modeling thing, but what exactly would it entail?"
"Well, it's mostly just a huge photo shoot. If your pictures turn out well, they'll appear in muggle and wizarding magazines throughout the world. You'll be wearing designs that I created, or helped create. Mostly this is a way for me to get my name out there, so that I can start to be noticed. I'll be modeling some of my own stuff, but not too much, we've got another girl who's going to be modeling with you, who I picked out myself as well. And then there are two foreign, well, not French at the very least, who have been asked. We're all young, in our last years of schooling so I've been told, and it's mainly a way to grab attention for the clothes, and not the models. Besides, most high-end models wouldn't be caught dead in a beginners designs." Hermione nodded at all of this as Ginny continued. "Which reminds me, I need you to sign some papers for me, we are going to meet with the company tomorrow to finalize who's wearing what and so I can determine what looks good where and et cetera. The papers are just some basic release forms, I'll go grab them now," with this Ginny left to go retrieve the paper from her office and came back with a large stack of papers in her hand. She set them down in front of Hermione and said, you don't need to do them now, but just before tomorrow's meeting, at 3 in the afternoon," Hermione nodded again, taking in all of the information that had been handed to her in such a short amount of time.
The girls spent most of the day chatting and lounging about the house when Ginny remembered that she had invited the boys over for dinner. She looked at Hermione, reminded her of this fact, and immediately went to look in her kitchen to see what she had available for cooking. She saw nothing to her liking and sighed, she hated grocery shopping, more than most things, and it was just a necessary evil. She looked across the room to Hermione and asked, "Hey, I'm going to go to the store and get stuff for dinner, do you want to come, or do you want to stay and shower?"
"I guess I'll stay, you know what you're going to make?"
"Yea, except for dessert, but I can wing that easy...I'll be back in about, oh, I don't know a half hour or so."
"Okay, see you then." With this Ginny went upstairs and changed into a pair of old, torn jeans, grabbed a purse, her keys, her phone, and her wallet and left. When she got to the store she went about getting her ingredients as quickly as possible. When she had got everything she needed for dinner she stopped, debating what should be done about dessert. She was about to settle for some ice cream and fruit when she realized that she could make something better, her trademark dish in fact. Smiling, she went and got blackberries, raspberries, strawberries and blueberries, and everything else she would need for it. She finally made her way to the checkout line and paid for everything and made her way back home. She looked at the clock, it was four o'clock. She didn't need to start for another hour or so, so she put everything away and put some music on. Shortly thereafter Hermione came down and asked, "So, what's on the menu tonight?"
"I'm not telling you, you'll just have to wait and find out when it's served," Ginny said, smiling slightly.
"Okay, okay," Hermione said, hands up in mock submission. Around five Ginny got up and started to work on dinner, most everything was done by quarter to six, and thankfully she had time to change before the boys arrived. She went upstairs and changed into a loose, flowing, knee-length white skirt, and a white v-neck sweater. She clipped her hair back, brushed on a light covering of make-up and sprayed a little bit of perfume on before she went back downstairs. Hermione had changed as well. She was wearing a pair of fitted black pinstriped pants and a blood-red button up shirt. Hermione set the table, and Ginny was just finishing the last touches on dinner when the doorbell rang. Looking to make sure everything was in order Ginny opened the door, smiling. Draco stood there, looking handsome as ever in dark jeans and a white button up shirt. Blaise, next to him, handed Ginny some flowers, and smiled as well. Ginny invited them both in and got them both drinks and sat them down at the table when Ginny started to serve them dinner.
She had made a pesto-alfredo pasta, a spinach salad with a vinaigrette dressing, garlic bread, and an herb-roasted chicken for the meal. She made sure that everyone had been served before she served herself and sat down as well. For a while, everyone was quiet as they ate. Ginny became a little worried that the food was not to their liking. She cursed herself silently as she ate. However, any fear of that was squashed when the boys asked for seconds, and thirds, and both pouted when she flatly refused them a fourth helping. "Honestly, you two, are you bottomless pits or what? Besides, there's dessert to come." They both brightened up at this statement, and were only slightly disappointed when Ginny did not immediately bring them the promised dessert. After everyone had finished, the table had been cleared and everyone moved to the living room did Ginny bring out her famous berry tart. Hermione gasped in delight, scaring both boys slightly, and eagerly awaited her slice to be served to her. Ginny gave Hermione her's first, and watched the surprised look on Blaise's face when he saw the look of pure ecstasy on Hermione's face. As she handed Blaise a plate she whispered to him, "If you ever need some of this, let me know. She absolutely adores it, and it keeps her happy for days afterward. Trust me, I know." She winked, and left to serve herself and Draco a piece each. She sat down on the couch next to Draco and watched the raptured expression on Hermione's face with joy, she loved to know that people enjoyed her cooking; it gave her a sense of pride. She then looked at Blaise and saw with surprise that his plate was already clean and was looking longingly at the remaining tart sitting in front of him. She laughed slightly, and started on her own plate. At the first bite she closed her mouth in delight. It was, truly, one of her favorite foods. She loved the combination of the berries, and the taste of it in her mouth was absolutely heavenly. She opened her eyes to see, much to her surprise, that Draco was watching her very intently, an expression in his face that she could not read. She tilted her head in question, and he seemed to come back to himself after a moment and colored slightly and broke her gaze. She shook her head, and continued on with her dessert. After the four of them devoured the dessert Ginny leaned back into the sofa and closed her eyes for a moment. She felt a hand lightly massaging her neck and smiled slightly as she heard a voice in her ear, "Tired already Cin?"
"No, not at all, just enjoying myself," she replied, not opening her eyes.
"Good, I was afraid you were going to send me away already." Ginny laughed lightly and opened her eyes to look at Draco. He was dangerously close to her face, and that unreadable expression was back on his face again. Ginny only barely noticed that Hermione and Blaise were no where to be seen and asked, breathily "Where did they go?" At the feeling of her breath on his face, Draco knew he couldn't hold back much longer, and family name be damned, he had to give in. "They're out in the backyard, something about the stars," He replied. Ginny's mouth made a slight 'o' and at this Draco's lips has descended onto hers. At first his lips barely grazed hers, testing the waters, and when he heard her whimpering at his teasing, he smiled and kissed her. Gently at first, and then, as the need grew, both deepened the kiss, forgetting, for the moment, who and where they were. All that they knew was that this felt right. As his hand made it's way around her lower back to pull her closer, a distinctive cough could be heard from behind them. Draco groaned, pulled reluctantly away from the kiss, resting his forehead on Ginny's, growling at Blaise, "You just had to interrupt, didn't you Zabini?"
"Absolutely. But, really, we should be going, we've got business tomorrow," Blaise reminded him.
"Yes, yes, I remember." With this he kissed Ginny's forehead lightly, saying goodbye quietly and stood up, allowing the girls to walk them to the door. They both promised that they would see them soon, and left shortly after.
Now, what's this business Draco and Blaise have? Any guesses. 10 points to anyone who can guess. OoOoOoOo...how I do love guessing games.
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Now, to respond to my lovely reviewers:
My anonymous reviewer: I do tend to get a bit wordy in my descriptions sometimes. Please keep reading and tell me what you think. I'll try not to get too long-winded, and if you feel that it is interfering with the story too much, let me know...I'd like to fix it if it is. Suggestions always welcome!
Sakura: I'm glad you like my story, I'll try and update often.
IndiaInk: Thanks, I'm glad you're enjoying it. I just wanted to do something fun for once, so here it is.
Firebreath: I've always liked the GW/DM myself, and HG/BZ works great too. RW/HG seems too obvious in JK's books...I like to do things that she wouldn't do.
Koolgirl: I'm really glad you're enjoying it! I'm having fun writing it. I'll update when I can. And yes, I figured since Ginny's dad is really into muggle stuff that she might be too, and since Hermione grew up using muggle things, that she still would.
