Madame Josephine's Love Calculator

Ginny sighed as she sat down at her place at the Gryffindor table waiting for Dumbledore to begin his annual speech of the year.

Across from her at the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy had arrived, taking his place with girls swarming all over him as if he was a bar of chocolate.

His fine blonde hair, almost white was nicely combed back and his cold gray eyes stared at every girl that was with him as if he was deciding which one he would pick first.

"You are a disgrace to the human race," Ginny thought to herself. "Just like a slimy cockroach, with it's shiny dark shell crawling on the--"

Without realizing it, Draco had looked up and was staring at her. A smirk was spread on his face like butter on bread.

Ginny caught his sight and looked away. She felt her face grow hot.

"Ginny!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat in front of her casting Draco out of view.

Ginny sighed with relief and greeted them.

"Finally it's our turn!" cried Ron with great triumph. "Our turn to be the oldest and terrorize the younger ones!"

"Honestly Ron!" said Hermione exasperated. "Just because we're in our Seventh year now doesn't mean we have to scare the younger students. As a Head Boy you should know better!"

"Well at least the Slytherin ones..." murmured Ron.

Ginny and Harry choked down a laughter.

"So Hermione," began Harry. "You proud to be Head Girl this year?"

"Yes," she replied. "Honored and happy that a Slytherin wasn't made a Head. I mean-"

"Hey is he going to start? I'm starving!" interrupted Ron as he felt Hermione's rage on him.

"Be quiet," said Ginny. "He just stood up!"

The Great Hall settled down as Dumbledore gazed around the room with twinkling eyes.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" he began. "This year, a new system has been settled in! Each student will be receiving a Wizard's Laptop! Along with a course, your own wizard email and the Hogwarts chatroom, you will be free to browse about the Wizard Internet! Those of you who have used Muggle Internet, Wizarding Internet is the same thing except you can download much more things such as spells. And the Wizarding Internet will have no whatsoever contact with the Muggle's Internet. The Ministry of Magic has worked hard on this and it has succeeded."

The Great Hall buzzed excitedly and Dumbledore held up his hand.

"Of course your teachers will now expect your important assignments to be typed up. Your laptop will be waiting for you up in your dormitories. Now let's eat!"

Food magically appeared and the students cheered.

"How exciting!" said Hermione as she piled a mountain of potatoes onto her plate.

"I agree," answered Harry. "I mean we can explore on our own and chat!"

The conversation continued.

Ginny, who had hardly touched her plate, announced, "Well I'll be turning myself early tonight!"

"You all right Gin?" asked her brother in concern. "I mean you didn't even eat."

"I'm fine Ron," she answered in an annoyed tone. "I just want to go to bed ok?"

She got up and quickly walked out of the Great Hall.

Draco just had time to see the glimpse of her red hair disappear through the doors.

"Now where is she going off to?" he asked himself curiously.

***

"Gooseroast."

The portrait of the Fat Lady swung over and Ginny crept inside.

A fire was sitting in the Gryffindor's Common Room fireplace and Ginny felt satisfied.

"It's as if I'm back at home..." she thought to herself.

She climbed the staircase to the girl's dormitory and entered her room. As promised, a shiny, silver laptop sat on each bed.

Ginny walked over to hers and opened it.

"Welcome to your laptop Virginia Weasley," it said as the screen came to focus. "Please insert a nickname for your email account."

"Hmmm..." she thought to herself. "How about..."

She slowly typed into the computer: witch_ginger19

As soon as she had finished typing, her email account opened.

"You have mail," said the laptop.

Ginny clicked on the glowing message. A strange song began to play and words appeared on the screen.

Searching for your long lost love? The person you've dreamed about, thought about, the person who makes you quiver and shiver.

Try out Madame Josephine's Love Calculator and find that perfect someone.

Click Here to see your fate.

Ginny blinked at the screen and read the ad once again.

"Why not?" she thought to her self with amusement. "It might be fun seeing who I'll be paired up with..."

Ginny clicked on the address and a pink background with tiny red hearts appeared. On the top of the website was an animated woman with a large face that looked like a hippo and a blue bandana on her head greeted with a French accent in her voice.

Ginny entered her nicknamed in the box indicated. She took a deep breath and clicked on the icon: "Find your soul mate."

The screen flashed and words began to appear:

witch_ginger19 + Hot_Dragon24 = 99%

According to Madame Josephine: He is the perfect someone you've been longing for so long...

Chat with Hot_Dragon24

Automatically, Ginny pressed on the underlined statement. A chartroom appeared. After a long moment of silence, Ginny decided to make the first gesture:

witch_ginger19: Hello, anyone here?

Hot_Dragon24: Yes

Ginny's heart pounded as Hot_Dragon24 replied.

witch_ginger19: Do you go to Hogwarts?

Hot_Dragon24: Yes

"This isn't going anywhere,..." thought Ginny exasperatedly.

witch_ginger19: Why aren't you talking more?

Hot_Dragon24: Does it look like I had the chance?

Ginny blushed to the roots of her hair.

"Thank goodness he can't see me..." she thought nervously.

witch_ginger19: I'm sorry... I've never been on Madame Josephine's Love Calculator before and it's kind of weird being paired with someone with a 99% chance...

Hot_Dragon24: Well don't be so intense...

witch_ginger19: All right... So... Who are you?

Hot_Dragon24: I don't think we should tell each other... I mean if I were Goyle or Crabbe would you still want to talk to me?

witch_ginger19: I guess not... Well then what should we talk about?

Hot_Dragon24: Have you heard of Madame Josephine's Date Night?

witch_ginger19: No... What's that?

Hot_Dragon24: We both agree to the date and we pick a theme of where to go and we go on a cyber date... Which means we're really on the date, we'll see each other and everything but when we're finished the date we won't remember who we are...

witch_ginger19: That's sounds nice! You want to go on a date tonight?

Hot_Dragon24: Tonight?! Well where did you have in mind?

witch_ginger19: How about the beach?

Hot_Dragon24: All right, just clicked on the link at the bottom of the chat where it says: Go On Date.

witch_ginger19: Ok!

Ginny excitedly pressed on the lower link and an atmosphere like icy water absorbed her into the screen.

***

Just as witch_ginger19 had answered him, Draco smiled to himself as he too, clicked on bottom link.

***

Ginny opened her eyes to the rays of a gleaming sun and the noise of waves splashing onto the ruff surface of the sand.

She sat up and gasped. She was longer wearing her Hogwarts robes but a skimpy golden bikini had replaced them.

Her bright red hair had been clipped up by golden barrettes.

The beach was silent except for the sound of the waves. Ginny stood up and looked around. She was alone.

"Maybe this was a bad idea!" thought Ginny nervously.

"Well, don't we have a relevant beauty of our own," a voice said behind her.

Ginny jumped at the sight of the familiar voice and turned around to look into the steel gray eyes of a boy with sleek, find blonde hair.

Ginny examined the strange boy and saw that he was wearing only forest-green shorts, which stopped, below his knees.

"Sure the men are always better off," thought Ginny darkly.

"You must be witch_ginger19," said the boy with a smirk that she had seen somewhere before.

"He's probably older than me," the idea came to Ginny's mind. "Maybe in his seventh year of so..."

"That I am," replied Ginny. "My real name's Ginny."

The boy gave her a blank look as if he didn't know who she was.

"Nice name," the boy finally said. "My name is Draco."

The name didn't ring a bell to Ginny's ears but she felt comfortable with him. She had this strange feeling that she wanted to be in his arms forever.