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Chapter 6: You never asked!

Ginny and Hermione went to sleep that night with smiles on their faces. The next morning Ginny woke up smiling and fully rested. She rolled over to look at her clock and sat up in shock. It was 10:30 in the morning! She sat up quickly and jumped out of bed, upsetting a very irate ball of fur in the process. She made her way to Hermione's room to wake her up and saw that she was not in her bed, and must, therefore, have already been awake. Ginny shook her head, 'I swear hell is going to freeze over soon, Hermione is awake before me in the morning, Draco kissed me, and I'm using Draco's first name!' She made her way to the shower and stepped in. She spent a while in there before stepping out and magically drying herself off. She put on her robe and went back into her room and into her closet. She looked around and found a black, knee-length pencil skirt, and a white button up blouse and put them on. She looked at herself in the mirror and figured that this would have to do for the day. She made her way downstairs to find Hermione and have some breakfast.

She found Hermione sitting in front of the television with Eris curled in her lap. Ginny walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of cereal before joining her. Hermione looked over at her, "Why are you all dressed up?"

"The meeting today, I have to look professional. If I don't, those models, whether they are professional or not, won't take me seriously. I'll pick something appropriate for you later if you like."

"That would be wonderful, I honestly have no idea what to wear."

"Don't worry about it, I know exactly what you should wear today," Ginny said, sitting down on the sofa next to Hermione.

About three hours later, around two-o'clock, Ginny and Hermione went up stairs to get ready for the meeting. Hermione put on a black silk shirt, a pair of dark green brocade pants, and black strappy heels. Ginny pulled her long hair into a French braid and twisted the length of the braid into a bun at the base of her neck. Hermione straightened her hair and left it down. Ginny lined her eyes with black eyeliner, making their natural green color come out even more. Hermione didn't put on any makeup, as Ginny had told her not to do so.

The two girls made their way to the car and drove off to the meeting. Hermione was slightly nervous, as she had no idea what she was getting herself into. When they reached the company building, Ginny got a visitors badge for Hermione, and they made their way upstairs to the meeting room where the models would meet with Jacquelyn and Ginny. Ginny left Hermione in front of the meeting room, and left to meet with Jacquelyn before the meeting.

Ginny knocked on the door to Jacquelyn's office, and after a brief, 'come in' she walked in. Ginny sat down. Jacqui was busy in writing something down, but she handed Ginny a stack of folders, "These are your models, take a look over these. I'll see you in the meeting room in 20 minutes."

Ginny walked down the hall to her own office to sit down and read over the models she was going to have to work with. She opened Hermione's file first, curious as to what Jacquelyn had found about her.

Name: Hermione Alexiel Granger

Age: 18 years old

Birthday: February 26, 1987

Height: 5'4"

Weight: 110

Eye color: Brown

Hair color: Brown

Underneath all of this was a picture of Hermione. It looked like it had been taken of her at school, when she was too engrossed in her work to notice that she was being photographed. Then there was a short paragraph describing Hermione.

Hermione has spent the last year fighting actively in the war against You-Know Who. And despite her muggle heritage, she shows great aptitude for magic and magical applications. She was engaged, for a short time, to Ronald Weasley, the youngest Weasley son.

Ginny smiled. They had got Hermione right, though they must have updated it recently, as Hermione and Ron had only broken up just a few days ago. Ginny flipped through the other files of the female models, when she came upon her own. Curious, she opened it.

Name: Ginevra Molly Weasley

Age: 17 years old

Birthday: June 20, 1988

Height: 5'10

Weight: 140

Eye color: Green

Hair color: Dark Auburn

Ginevra is a student at Beauxbatons Academy, though she will be returning to Hogwarts for her final year of schooling now that the war against You-Know-Who has come to an end. The first female born to two of the most prestigious wizarding families, the Weasley's and the Prewetts, she is possibly the most sought after witch of her age by other pureblooded families. She has had no major relationships, and is not yet promised to anyone.

Her picture was one taken of her outside by a stream at Beauxbatons. Her hair was blowing about in the wind, framing her face. She was smiling, carefree. Ginny remembered this day, it was the day she had been asked to the Christmas ball by the most popular boy in the school, she had been ecstatic.

Ginny then flipped through the male model's files. She almost dropped the files when she came across:

Name: Draconis Lucius Malfoy

Age: 18

Birthday: September 16, 2005

Height: 6'4

Weight: 225

Eye color: Grey, blue

Hair color: Platinum blonde

Draco Malfoy is possibly the most eligible pureblooded bachelor of his time. He is a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He has spent the past year fighting for the Order of the Phoenix. His father is dead, and he has inherited the Malfoy fortune. His mother, Narcissa, is still alive, and living at the Malfoy manor. Draco has never had a serious relationship, and now that heir fathers are dead, Pansy Parkinson and himself have broken off their arranged betrothal.

The full list of models was:

Hermione Alexiel Granger – English - 18

Ginevra Molly Weasley – English - 17

Sienna Danika Nicolei – Russian - 24

Marina Anne Ryan – American - 22

Pansy Amanda Parkinson – English - 18

Deirdre Cathleen Donahoe – Irish – 21

Lehlita Cyndel Arana – Indian - 22

Draconis Lucius Malfoy – English – 18

Blaise Andrew Zabini – English – 18

Christian Richard Vanderbilt III –American – 20

Tomas Ricardo Aragon – Spanish – 23

Marco Angelo Cardano – Italian – 22

Hisashi Suzuki – Japanese – 25

Cyrano Pollux Antonopoulos – Greek – 19

Ginny looked at the list, this was certainly going to be interesting, Jacqui really had gone overboard this time. Ginny sighed and stood up, it was time to face the rest of the people she would be working with, now that she knew all she could about them.

Taking a deep breath, Ginny opened the door and walked to her chair at the head of the table. She briefly noted Jacqui standing in the corner. Obviously Ginny was on her own for this one. She smiled at Hermione and Blaise, and looked to the other side of the room towards Draco and noticed, with a bit of spite, that he was chatting animatedly with Pansy Parkinson.

She had a good 10 more minutes before she had to start the meeting so she stood up to go talk to Hermione and Blaise. She had barely gone two step however when she was stopped. She looked up into the dark eyes of what must have been Cyrano. Ginny smiled, holding out her hand.

"You must be Cyrano. I'm Ginevra." He smiled and placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand. Ginny blushed lightly and smiled. "You're greek, right?" She asked, noting his dark complexion, giving him the tall, dark, and handsome look.

"Yes, I am. Where are you from?"

"Well, right now I live in France, but I'm English originally."

"Do you go to Hogwarts?" He asked exitedly.

"Yes, why?"

"Well, I've been given a position there as a Quidditch trainer. They told me the woman who held that position retired last year."

"Wow! Looks like we'll be seeing more of eachother."

"Indeed," he smiled.

"Well, it's time to start the meeting, I'd take a seat if I were you." With this she called the rest of the people to sit down. She briefly registered Draco's surprised look, which confirmed that he had not noticed her presence in the room. She rolled her eyes slightly, and went about starting the meeting.

"Now, you've all been picked by our lovely Jacquelyn over there to model my newest, and first line of clothing. You were picked to represent a cross-section of the wizarding world. You were picked for your looks, so, any changes to your appearance, such as hair cuts, colors, and any other drastic changes will have to be cleared through Jacquelyn, otherwise you risk being dropped from the contract. Which reminds me, do you have your release forms?" With a general nod of assent the forms were passed to Jacquelyn.

"Good. Now, I will need to meet with each of you to set you up with a set of clothing that you will be wearing. Then you will each meet with the photographer so he can get a good sense of your personality, and to see how best to shoot each of you. Now, let's start with the ladies, Lehlita?"

A curvy, dark Indian girl stood up, and both girls made their way to the adjoining room behind the glass wall. Ginny looked through her file, and pulled out some color swatches and held them up to Lehlita's face to determine what colors would work best. She then put a set of pictures in front of her, and asked her if she thought that she would be comfortable with those clothes. Lehlita nodded, smiling, and Ginny sent her off to meet the photographer.

Next came Hermione, who was easy, as Ginny knew her so well. Then came the blonde Russian girl, Sienna, whose angular features, and sharp attractiveness had thrown Ginny off for a moment, though she had figured it out in the end. Then the pretty American blonde, who was tan and fresh. Ginny liked her a lot, and found it easy to smile around her. Next was Pansy Parkinson, whom Ginny put in a basic assortment of styles. And lastly the Irish red-head came in. Her hair was much lighter, and brighter than Ginny's, though with her complexion it worked well. Ginny finished with her and sent her off as well.

She turned towards the men, and beckoned Blaise to join her. He came in, and she was pleasantly surprised with how knowledgable he was with his own color compatability and sizes. Ginny finished with him quickly and asked for Tomas. Next was Hisashi, then Marco, and then Cristian. She noted Cristian's graceful manners and elegance. They laughed and talked as she set him up with an assortment of clothing. Next came Cyrano, who sat closer to her than the rest of the men had, though she found that she did not mind with him. She ran her fingers through his hair, testing texture, seeing what would be able to be done with it. She gave him his folder of her choices and sent him off to the photographer, and finally looked at Draco.

He was fuming inside, 'how dare she touch him like that?' He stood up and stalked over to where Ginny was and sat down next to her as she began to ask him questions about his preferences and the like. When she finally looked up to meet his eye she was briefly frightened. He looked as though she had struck him and he was contemplating revenge.

"What is wrong with you Draco?" she asked, genuinely worried.

"You know very bloody well what's wrong!" he practically yelled.

"No Draco, I do not. So if you would please lower your voice and tell me I would be very appreciative."

"You were bloody well feeling him up in front of me, how dare you! You're not allowed to touch him like that." He seethed.

"Draco, I do not belong to you, as you have not yet seen to asking me yet, so what I do, and with whom, is not yet your business. If you had asked me to be exclusive with you, a relationship if you will, that would have been a different story, but you didn't, now did you? Besides, it's not like you were any better out there with Pansy. I mean really, would you like to be the pot or the kettle, I prefer the kettle, but it doesn't really matter, they're both black in the end aren't they? So, back to the work at hand,"Ginny said, slightly off balance by his out burst of jealousy.

"What would you have said?" he asked in a low voice.

"Excuse me?" she replied, tilting her head in question.

"What would you have said if I had asked you to be my girlfriend?' he said again, moving slightly closer to her.

"Oh," she said, comprehending. "Well, I probably would have said it depended."

"On what?" he asked, this time dangerously close to her face.

"On how you felt about me."

"Well, what if I told you that," he started, his lips barely grazing her ears. "I haven't been able to think of anything but you for the past few days. That being without you is torture, and that I feel that if I don't claim you as my own, I would go crazy with the knowledge of you being with other men."

"Oh...well...I...I guess I'd say...yes..." she said, slightly flustered.

"So, shall we seal it with a kiss then?" he asked, moving his lips towards hers. And just as Ginny was about to respond she felt him kiss her again. It was different this time however, it was full of possessiveness and unabated need. She could tell that he needed her as much as she needed him. She broke away from the kiss, "You're expected to be faithful too, you know?"

"Not a problem my dear." He said, smiling.

"Now, let's finish this before the come looking for you." They smiled, and she put together a file for him and handed it to him, shooing him out of the room. She then sat down with Jacqui to decide what she would be wearing in her shots. Ginny was then sent to the photographer for her preliminary shots and rejoined the rest of the people back in the meeting room.

"I expect you all to be on time next week. We've got a lot of shooting to do. Jacqui and I will be setting up the framework and the group shots. We'll see you all then!" Everyone left the room after this and Ginny took this moment to sink into her chair and relax. She hated meetings, and she hated all of the pressure. But, the hardest part was over now. She stood up and left to go meet Hermione. As she left the building she felt a hand on her arm pull her to the side. It was Cyrano. He smiled charmingly and asked, "I was wondering if you wanted to get a bite to eat with me tonight, Ginevra?"

"Well, as nice as that sounds, I really can't, I'm sorry."

"Why not?" he asked, clearly shocked.

Draco stepped up behind Ginny and placed an arm around her waist, "because she already has plans."

"Draco, this is Cyrano, Cyrano, this is my boyfriend, Draco." Cyrano nodded, admitting defeat, kissed her hand again, nodded toward Draco, and left.

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