Chapter Three

Ginny glanced up from her book as Hermione came over. "I take it you saw Git 1 and Git 2."

Hermione smiled, "You know it. Haven't changed much, have they?"

"Not a bit. Arrogance meets sinfully beautiful men."

"They're playing that silly game again."

"Are they? I imagined they were. What are the marks?"

"What do you think? Us."

Ginny laughed.

"Nott and Zabini tried for me once in school," Hermione commented, getting a few scones out.

Ginny raised an eyebrow, "Is that why Nott can still sing soprano?"

Hermione pressed a finger to her lips, "I'll never tell. So what should we do?"

"Care for a game ourselves?"

Hermione grinned, "This is why you're my best friend. What are the rules?"

"First one to cave loses. Simple."

"Ginny, we're talking two of the most devinely goodlooking men in the world. This is not going to be easy, by any stretch of the imagination."

"Hermione, we're talking two men who called us ever name in the book back in school and who have all but disappeared over the past five years. I think we can hold out for at least a week."

"I'll bet on that."

Ginny and Hermione turned to see Richie Stine, their coworker and resident gay man. He kissed them both quickly on the cheeks, tyingon his apron as he did so.

"So what are we talking about?"

Ginny gestured to the tables, "The two guys at table ten are betting on how soon they can get us in bed."

Richie put a protective arm around them both. "Tch. They'll have to get through me first. Or were you going to actually play along?"

"We might play along. See how long we can string them along before we feel a bit of pity and let them sleep with us," Hermione said.

The war had made Ginny and Hermione realize they didn't want to live life on the sidelines. After an affair with Harry, Ginny had taken herself off the market and focused on procuring herself a more permanant sort of job. When Hermione finally admitted that her relationship with Ron really wasn't working, Ginny offered her a job as well. The small book and coffee store only employed the three of them but they managed quite nicely.

Richie got a devilish look in his eyes, "Watch this, girls!"

Ginny and Hermione obliged, leaning on the counter as Richie took Malfoy and Zabini's orders and waltzed onto the floor.

He sashayed quite nicely over to the two boys. Ginny nearly lost it as Richie leaned provacatively towards the boys. Doubtless he was speaking in what he called his bedroom voice. Malfoy and Zabini both flushed scarlet and began sputtering incoherently.

Ginny and Hermione turned away from the former Slytherins to hide their laughter as best they could. Richie came back and they took their leaves.

Ginny and Hermione shared a small apartment that overlooked Hyde Park. They rarely brought boys home so the two bedroom place worked just fine. Ginny collasped on the sofa, flipping on the TV. "You want me to make something for dinner, or just get take out?"

"Your call. You're in charge of it after all."

(A/N: An odd note to end this chapter on but I like it!

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