Ginny, Ron and Hermione had arrived back to their apartment later that evening.

Ginny had been living with them for a few years. It all started when Ron and Hermione got married and they couldn't afford to pay rent. It was a two apartment bedroom; so they insisted she come live with them. She asked them why Harry wasn't living with them instead. They offered him the extra bedroom but turned them down; they didn't know why. Ginny, knowing it would help them with payment, accepted.

It was a little weird for all of them at first but they were soon thick as thieves. Ginny, when she was first living there, was practicing with a rather low rank quidditch team. So Hermione and Ron always found time to be alone.

Ginny liked their apartment. Thanks to Hermione it looked like a decent apartment or else Ginny and Ron would ruin it by sticking sports posters and leaving clothes all over the place. And besides, she liked living with Ron and Hermione, even if they could drive her up the wall sometimes. And Hermione sometimes did leave her books all over the coffee table. All in all they were fun.

But Ginny knew she would half to find an apartment of her own eventually. Ron and Hermione were finally doing well financially; she was feeling like a Burden now, a reason for them not to start a family.

And lately she was thinking how much time quidditch was taking out of her life. She loved the sport, no question, but she noticed her social life was declining. She tried very hard to move up her position in the field, but it seemed no one was noticing any of her talent. She always had a back up plan and that was to write. So she quit to pursue that instead, even though Ginny knew that her secret desire will probably always be to become a great quidditch player.

"well I'm glad that's done and over with", said Ginny as she fell on the couch and started reading the Daily Prophet, noticing that on the front page was what she expected.

Harry Potter makes trouble for the Ministry

Last weekend found stressful for the Ministry of Magic, especially for the law enforcement department where shaklebolt is head enforcer there. But how much does he enforce on his head of Auror and right hand man "Famous Harry potter"?

"He does absolutely nothing that's what!" commented one employee who works closely with Mr. Potter. "The way those two handle things around here are ridiculous! Do you know how hard I work? Bloody ungrateful…" continues the disgruntled trainee.

It seems his empoyees aren't showing much gratitude as they should be. The Auror department have been searching and arresting more and more death eaters because of Harry Potter. Saturday night Aurors found a death eater breaking into muggle houses when the London muggle authorities stepped in, unaware, as usual, just how dangerous this man was. Luckily before the unnamed death eater could attack, 4 Aurors, including Mr. Potter, jumped in and arrested him. But just how much did the muggle authorities see? We'll never know since Harry Potter used a memory charm, without permission or consent from the ministry, on the muggles, wiping off any evidence of what they witnessed.

He-who-must-not-be-named, it seems, will find it more and more difficult to gain control over the wizarding world; not while Potters around of course.

But some are complaining that Harry Potter's methods of going about this, which might very well be the way the ministry will handle everything in the future if Mr. Potter Moves up in his position, is "reckless" and "irrational"

Some employees even have complained about his "harshness" towards those who work for him.

It seems this has been going on a lot lately when it comes to the great Harry Potter. But is there any sympathy for him?

"They don't understand him that's all…I well…think he's actually an alright guy" commented one Trainee who has just started at the academy.

"I don't know what the big deal is, the ministry has performed that spell for hundreds of years, it's not dangerous and the Aurors just fought the guy by hand so I am sure they didn't see anything" said another loyal employee.

Some who work in the control of muggle devises department are offended by his actions. "Complete disrespect for non magical folk in my opinion. I don't trust the guy; if he can't follow rules here who knows what other laws he could break".

It seems Harry Potter is gaining more and more attention whether it's supportive or not. In any case, the question is will our hero Harry Potter finally capture He who must not be named and put an end to Anti-muggle supporters?

This great hero who has suffered trying times and heartache, will no doubt……

"I've read of enough garbage for one day I think", said Ginny, tearing out the front page and turning it to job openings.

"So stupid, all you read in there are opinions, no facts!" said Ron, who decided to sprawl himself on the couch.

"The daily prophet doesn't know anything about anything" said Ginny, scanning a few available jobs.

"It's because, thanks to me, Rita Skeeter can't go anywhere near Harry, and he wouldn't go anywhere near an interviewer within a mile radius…haven't you noticed he doesn't comment anything in those articles? I don't know why anyone takes them seriously anymore", Hermione said, her arms folded and eye brows furrowed.

"Come to think of it, the ministry officials don't comment much either" said Ron, rubbing his chin in curiosity.

"That's because they have no darn excuse for there "Star Auror" drawled Ginny.

Ron gave her a glare. "Ginny! You just don't like Harry because he was a but-head to you in school. Mind you, I understand…but don't you think you're being irrational?"

Ginny faked a "ha ha" laugh as though she heard a hilarious joke. "Please Ronald….I like him just fine, but I've heard what Percy and Dad say about him at work….he's a di"

"Ginny!" exclaimed Hermione, her hands firmly on her hips.

Ginny just looked at Hermione with a challenging look and went back to her job hunting.

It was true that Ginny didn't always get along with Harry in school…they couldn't even get along when Ron brought him home during Christmas breaks or when he invited him over during summers. She could remember clearly how infatuated she was with him though. Oh how naïve I was; an idiot would be the better term, she thought to herself. If she could think of the biggest mistake she made in her youth, it was falling for Potter. Luckily as she got older and the more vile and repulsive Harry got, she grew out of said "crush". Defending herself even got easier too. If Harry called her "runt" she'd call him a "toad". She came up with that name when she used the phrase "fresh prickly toad" to describe his emerald green eyes on a valentine card she made for him; a moment of insanity on her part. Later she decided that he himself was now very similar to a toad….and not the kind you kiss, she said to herself as an afterthought. After school she didn't believe she held any sort of grudge against him. In fact, the only time she ever thought of him was if Percy or her dad happen to mention him. Plus she hadn't seen him since he graduated. From then on she avoided the guy.

"Ginny, you know you really don't half to worry about getting a job right away" said Hermione, noticing her reading the paper intently with a dazed look on her face. "Ron and I are doing pretty good now….and…so you don't half to stress or anything"

Ginny came out of her stupor and gave Hermione a grateful smile, forgetting the little spat they had. "I appreciate that Hermione…but it isn't just that" she said, hesitating to finish her reasons "I was…thinking about getting my own apartment"

Hermione dropped her spatula she was holding to make dinner and Ron stood up in surprise.

"What?"

"Why?" they both asked in unison.

"There's no reason for you to go is there? Is it be-because of something we did?" asked Hermione, looking as though she wanted to shed a tear.

Ginny felt low; she didn't think Hermione would take it this hard.

"No! Of course not! Hermione, I love living here…but I just thought you and Ron would…you know, move on eventually and raise a family" she quickly said, hoping to get her reason across well, "you don't want me keeping you back here do you? And even if you don't want a bigger house the least I could do is keep that extra room open for…you know…new family members". Ginny had other reasons to go. She thought she could use more time to herself but she wasn't going to tell her that.

Ron was looking a little flustered. He hated thinking about the subject of babies or anything related to new responsibilities.

"Ginny, we really don't mind having you here and we are not thinking about having…err…babies for a long…long….looooong time" Ron insisted sincerely.

Ginny giggled at Ron's persistence. "Thank you Ron, but don't worry, I won't be moving out for a while, I still need to find a well paying job to do that….and who knows how long that will take" Ginny said.

"I could probably look for an opening at the ministry; there always seems to be someone quitting there" suggested Hermione, who was busy charming her spoon to stir the soup.

"If they can't last there, how long do you think I can?" Ginny asked, disturbed at the idea of working there.

"Ha!" mocked Ron, "Our Ginny would punch the first person that disagrees with her. Bad idea Hermione, love"

Ginny scowled, "shut up Won-won, I don't punch people just because I don't agree with them!"

Ron huffed at his formal nickname, but didn't reply but instead starting muttering swear words under his breath. "…stupid name…hate it" he grumbled.

Ginny looked satisfied then turned back to Hermione, who was trying hard not to crack a smile. "Thank you Hermione for the offer, but I don't think I am cut out for working there…I'll just find something else"

Hermione shrugged her shoulders in acceptance. But knowing Her, Ginny knew she would probably look for an opening anyway. She just hoped she would beat her to the punch.

***

The next morning Ginny got ready in her best dress robes and got the torn ads she found in the newspapers, ready to answer want adds. Unfortunately she wasn't able to find any job that would require her to write or had anything to do with quidditch. She decided though that she wouldn't be picky.

Arnold, sleeping soundly on Ginny's bed, stirred. She softly kissed him on the head and walked out the door. Ginny hoped luck was on her side today.

***

"So why do you think you're qualified to work for Madam Maxine's Robe fitting shop?" asked an elderly lady with small spectacles.

"well I happen to be a big fashion junkie and I love to dress best, and I think my knowledge here would be very valuable" said Ginny confidently, adding a feminine quality to her voice she usually wouldn't in normal circumstances.

"Really" replied the store manager, looking interested, "So tell me, if you were a dress robe, what dress robe would you be and what color?"

Ginny thought drastically for a moment, what sort of question is that? She asked herself. "a-a…fur robe….a pi…err…p-pink one?" she said uncertainly.

The shop manager looked at her as though she were an idiot, "a PINK…FUR-robe?" she asked as though it was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard.

"I should go huh?" Ginny predicted.

The women replied with a clear nod.

I never did have a good sense of fashion anyway, thought Ginny, maybe muggle artifacts

***

"So could you tell me who invented the Rubber-duck?" asked the shop keeper.

Ginny thought she knew this, she remembered her dad talking about it a lot.

That is the most ridiculous question I have ever heard! Don't muggles have anything better to make?

"Err...it was that one guy...um...you know...what's his name?" she mumbled, scratching her head nurvously.

The shop keeper looked at her though she was a complete moron.

Well, muggle studies was more for Hermione anyway. I'll half to tell dad he was completely wrong about the rubber duck thing. Maybe a job in a bookstore, nothing too complicated about that.

***

"how often do you read?" asked the bookstore owner, she was a tall thin lady with piercing grey eyes.

"Oh a lot!" said Ginny.

People lie in interviews all the time right? Ginny thought to herself.

"Wonderful, what do you like to read exactly?" she asked keenly interested.

Ginny thought hard this time, she didn't read a lot but she still enjoyed it.

"I actually like Poetry and mystery novels…oh! Like Edward Gopple and the missing royal marbles, I like that one" she said, feeling very confident now.

The owner looked very pleased with her answer, "lovely, and if you were to write a book what would it be about?" she continued.

That was something she thought about a lot actually, her usual answer would be quidditch, but knew she wasn't looking for an answer like that…but what else could she say?

"Harry Potter" Ginny blurted out without really thinking.

She looked surprised but very interested. "Is that so? So you'd write a biography about him?" she asked, smiling slightly.

"Yes, because you know…there really isn't one out there I guess" said Ginny.

The shop owner nodded in agreement. I got this one in the bag, Ginny congratulated herself, too easy.

***

"Hermione, Ron, I'm home!" Ginny called as she entered their apartment.

"Hi Ginny, you're home finally, so how did it go? Did you find anything?" asked Hermione who was sitting on the couch reading.

"Yes...well sort of...I'm not hired yet but the owner at a bookstore really liked me", said Ginny, taking off her robes and sat on the couch to take off her boots. "She said she had to interview more people, but I really think I made a good impression".

Hermione gave a very supportive smile, "That's great, but don't get you're hopes up" said Hermione, "and if it doesn't work out, I happened to know there is an opening at the ministry if you don't mind being an assistant".

"What...a secretary?" Ginny laughed inside at the thought. There was no way she was going to bring coffee to some big shot, whoever it would be, and who thought the place revolved around him. She never did do well with that sort of thing. She tried it once upon a time, and quit after about a week. Her patients just couldn't hold up with the ridiculous demands of her managers.

"An assistant Ginny" Hermione corrected, "But yes, basically like that"

Ginny raised an eyebrow at her, "Noooo thank you, I'm pretty sure I won't need it, but thanks anyway".

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and went back to reading her book.

Ginny was starting to get annoyed with her shrug of the shoulders lately; she always felt like they were jinxed some how. Well, she would show her.