A/N: yippee! I finished the third chapter XD Sorry that it's a bit short but it's basically to set up the next chapter (where there will be more Draco) Enjoy! oh and comment : )

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Waking up one sunny morning, Ginny had never felt so grateful toward the fact that it was a Saturday. All week she had been in training with Malveira who, in her opinion, had an annoying way of mothering Malfoy. Yet once they got to talking about personal lives, Ginny found out Malveira was four months pregnant and decided it was about time she and her husband visited her family in Portugal to personally tell them the good news. Then she would have her baby, definitely spend the first year with the child and then maybe start working again. Until then of course Ginny had to fill her shoes and my, were they huge shoes.

Ginny basically had to do everything except wipe Malfoy's bum! Outraged by how little he did, Ginny had questioned Malveira as to why she did most of his work for him. Her only answer was that it was her job but, Ginny knew there was more to it that Malveira was letting on. Yet she changed the subject and they ended up gushing over how Malveira's husband had decided it was about time he met his in-laws again and how he was going to pay for the entire trip to Portugal by himself, even though Malveira earned more money.

Ginny decided she had never heard anything more romantic when Malveira told her how she and her husband had met. Apparently they had been friends all their lives but were forbidden from being together because he was an orphaned Muggle and Malveira, was a pure-blood witch from a well respected family. They gradually fell in love, even when her husband found out about her magical abilities. So he got a job when he was eighteen, she stole some wizarding money from her parents. They made plans to run away from home and elope, said plans leading them to England. They lived in Muggle England for a while but then Malveira got sick of pretending to be someone she wasn't; a Muggle. So she got a job working for a wizarding, earning wizarding money and her husband, the Muggle money. After five years of living their new lives, they had heard that Malveira's parents were still desperately trying to find her and that they hadn't disowned her like she thought. Then after receiving her parent's blessings, they found out she was pregnant and here they were now; happily married for six years and about to have their first child.

Ginny couldn't believe that there were still people with such romantic lives and wonderful marriages, she having had one too many bad relationships in the past. She always tried not to think about the past much anymore, it just being too confusing. One moment she was happily at Hogwarts and next, she was fighting for her life alongside everyone she'd ever known. Also the fact that Harry never came back for her after the war was over, contributed to the confusion. She knew he'd never promised to come back but she thought they were only apart until the war was over… Well, there was no time to dwell on yesterdays as, she was more concerned over the tomorrows that Ginny was intent on living to the fullest. Although all she did right now was stay at home, go out shopping, occasionally meet friends and visit her family. At least now she had a job so maybe, things wouldn't be as boring. So long as she had some sort of plans for the day, she'd be content.

She yawned loudly with an ungraceful stretch and slipped on her fluffy slippers. Walking into the bathroom to brush her teeth, her attention was diverted to the colourful notes she posted on her mirror to remember her plans of the day. Today she had just one and, it had a picture of Ron waving and smiling at Ginny. The note with it said 'Brunch with Ron, eleven thirty'. Seeing as it was already ten forty-five, Ginny groaned and hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face. Rushing about to get her clothes, trying as hard as she could to get ready as to avoid one of Ron's tantrums about her 'distancing herself from her family.

Honestly, she thought, you'd think the bloke was my mother. Next thing you know he'll be chasing me with a rolling pin and trying to force me to eat my vegetables.

Finally, ten minutes before she was supposed to meet him, Ginny was ready. Apparating into the cozy Café, Ginny immediately found the redhead among the sea of witches and wizards. He was occupying a table by all by himself, sulkily stirring his coffee.

"Hiya," said Ginny, grabbing the seat across from him. "You look happy to see me."

"Oh, it's not you, it's…oh, don't bother," he said, forcing a smile upon his face. "How's my favorite sister? Being away from the family treating you well?"

"It helps me stay sane. How about you, you enjoying being twenty-three and still living with Mum?" asked Ginny teasingly.

"Hey! There are positives and negatives about still living with your parents," he started, knowing full well Ginny hated listening to his babbles. "The negatives are that you can't bring a girl home because Mum's got some stupid spells to make sure I can't bring a girl into my room. I think it's still there from when we were teenagers…anyway, there's that and the fact that the ladies don't really find that me living with my mother quite as macho as I would like. The good thing though, is that I'm an excellent liar and happen to avoid the topic of where I live and get straight to banging the girl. In her house, of course," said Ron with a silly grin on his freckled face.

Ginny scrunched her nose in disgust and tried to the get fact that Ron 'bangs' girls out of her head.

"Eeek! Please Ron, I don't want to know the intimate details. Next time just say 'fine' like all the other normal people!"

"Next time don't ask," was his reply.

"Ok, point taken. Can we just change the subject now? Please?" asked Ginny, nose still scrunched.

"Alright, alright. Let's just order the food, I'm starving!"

After that everything ran smoothly. They both ordered blueberry pancakes with maple syrup and chatted about their lives in general (Ron thankfully sparing Ginny the details) and about the upcoming Weasley family reunion, which was their mother's attempt at getting all the family together at least once before Christmas.

Ginny was battling with herself on the inside about whether she should tell Ron about her new job. She hadn't told anyone except Hermione because she knew that the girl could keep a secret. Judging by the way Hermione had reacted to Ginny's news though (you're working for the bloody ferret?), she decided it would be best if she procrastinated and told Ron the 'good news' some other day. She was tired enough as it was and didn't have the strength in her to tell him his baby sister was working under his worst enemy. So she sat through the rest of the meal, enjoying his company as much as she could, and even agreed to catch up with him and his current squeeze sometime before the family get-together.

After saying their goodbyes, Ginny Disapparated back into her apartment and got changed into the most comfortable clothes she had. Upon looking at her watch, she sighed when she saw it was only three o'clock. She had already gone through all her plans for the day. Moving away from home might've been what she wanted but, sometimes felt incredibly lonely and the socialite she once was just seemed like an old memory. As young as she was, she still felt like the batty old lady who lived by herself and had no friends.

Just as she sat on her fluffy white couch, wondering where her social life had gone, her fireplace spluttered and came to life with green flames. Taken by surprise, Ginny was flabbergasted when she saw Draco Malfoy's head surveying her living room in disgust.

"Weasel, there's an emergency. I need you over at my place pronto."

Stunned by the fact that Malfoy would Floo her, Ginny just stood where she was daring herself to believe what she was seeing.

"Hurry up Weasley, I see the wheel is spinning but the hamster looks dead. Get your arse into the fireplace now! Actually on second thoughts, wait until I'm gone," said Malfoy, astounded by how filthy her house was and wondered if her house elves did anything. Realizing she was probably too poor to afford them, he was about to make fun of her but then decided against it, as he would really need her help tonight. He'd already made fun of her anyway, he'd have to give it some time before his next masterpiece.

"What's the emergency?" asked Ginny, finally finding her voice after the hamster crack.

Sighing, Malfoy stated, "My damn mother is about to arrive and I'm supposed to be heading out for a night filled to the brim of booze and girls. I need you to get her out! Since Malveira isn't working for me anymore, you're the one who'll have to do this for me. Now hurry up! But get changed before you come, I don't want my mother thinking I've hired the love child of a Weasley and a house-elf." And with that he was gone, leaving Ginny to panic over what lay ahead.