Fallen for You

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III. Who's That Girl?

Draco did a double-take at the redhead seated behind what used to be Daisy's desk when he came to work Monday morning.

Potter already found a replacement for Daisy? he thought to himself as he walked past the L-shaped desk that housed the attractive redhead. Something about her looked vaguely familiar to him, but he just couldn't put his finger to it. He knew he has seen her before, but when and where? He won't exactly forget a face like hers--not to mention a body that screams I AM WOMAN, LOOK AT ME! No, she wasn't a completestranger to him, and yet...damn! He can't remember where he has seen this woman before.

Quickly depositing his bag in his office, Draco made his way to Harry's office, giving the new secretary one last look before closing the door of his partner's office.

Harry lifted his head from the less mountainous pile of paperwork on his desk and frowned at his unexpected early morning visitor.

"What could you ever possibly want this early on a Monday morning, Malfoy?" he asked wearily.

"Shut up Potter and answer this: who is that girl out there?"

Harry sat up straighter in his seat, an eyebrow raised as he looked at his co-worker. "You don't mean to tell me you don't know her," he taunted.

"I wouldn't be standing in your office now this early on a Monday morning if I do, don't I?" Draco snarled angrily, "Now who is she?!"

"She's our new secretary, who else?" Harry replied simply.

"Ha, ha, very funny Potter. I assume this new secretary has a name?"

He honestly didn't recognize her! Harry thought in amusement. He was about to provide him with an answer when Harry's office door opened and in came the subject of their conversation.

Ginny Weasley sauntered into the brightly lit office of Harry Potter wearing a short, dark brown, flowery flowy skirt that came up just a few inches above her knees, exposing her creamy white legs that nearly made Draco gag and Harry swallow hard. She topped her skirt with a cream flattering V-necked short-sleeved blouse that hugged her body like second skin, making her more desirable than she already was. She asked Harry if she could opt to not wear her robe to work since she felt uncomfortable moving around with it on, and he told her she could do what she pleased just as long as she followed office dress code protocol. She didn't exactly break any rules, but...hell, this was the first time he has seen her wear anything like this! And it wasn't just him who was loosening the collar of his work robe. A quick glance a Draco told Harry that he wasn't just the only one in the room who felt the temperature rise a few notches above normal as soon as Ginny stepped in.

Harry never realized that after all these years Ginny has grown into a helluva fine young woman with curves in all the right places! No wonder Draco was itching to find out who their new secretary was. Probably his libido was doing the same thing Harry's libido was doing to him just at the sight of this Ginny Weasley, personal assistant to Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, standing before them.

"Good morning!" she greeted cheerily, holding a brown folder and looking from Harry who was seated behind his desk to the other occupant of the room. "I didn't hear you come in, Draco. Did you apparate in here?" she asked, her smooth forehead creasing into a confused frowned.

Draco stilled when he heard the casual way she mentioned his name. Now more than ever he was genuinely intrigued. She had the air of familiarity when he was concerned, but try as he might her face--nor body--doesn't seem to ring a bell to him. Surely she went to Hogwarts with him and Potter, but the only question was...when?

"He didn't apparate in to my office, Gin. He walked in like any normal being would," Harry answered from her when Draco remained mute and frozen on where he stood.

Ginny raised an eyebrow, "Oh. I didn't see nor hear him come in. I must've been really busy filing and sorting out the mess your last secretary left," she smiled and turned her full attention to Harry, crossing the space between the door and his desk and handed him the brown folder she had been clutching, "I don't know where to put this file since it doesn't correspond with the other stuff I have to put away."

Harry took the folder she handed him and frowned when he read the cover: DATING 101 was clearly stamped in big, bold letters on the cover. He lifted an eyebrow and looked at Draco, "Is this another one of your numerous babies, Malfoy?" he turned the front cover of the folder over for his partner to read.

Draco tore his gaze from the alluring redhead to look at what Harry was talking about. He read the title stamped on the folder and frowned.

"You've got to be kidding me, Potter!" he exclaimed when he read and re-read the title on the cover, "Why the hell would I need dating tips when I have women swarming all over me?" he asked smugly.

Ginny sighed and rolled her eyes skyward.

"Still the same old Malfoy. So sure of himself and believes he's God's gift to women," she raised an eyebrow and looked at the blond standing in front of Harry's desk, "Five years since I last saw you hasn't changed you much." She looked away from him then to address Harry, "I'll be outside clearing the mess Daisy left if you need me," she walked towards the door and grabbed the handle to close it after her, but then at the doorway she paused and looked over her shoulder. "Oh Harry, are we still on for lunch later or do you want to work through it?"

Harry saw Draco raised a questioning eyebrow at him, but he chose to ignore it. He knew what Draco was thinking, and he'd let him think what he wanted but as far as he was concerned he wasn't after Ginny Weasley like the way Draco was after their last twenty secretaries.

"I'll let you know when lunch is drawing near, Gin," he nodded.

"Okay," she smiled and walked out of his office, closing the door after her.

"You're having lunch with our secretary?" Draco asked in amazement.

"It's not a lunch date, Malfoy," Harry went back to signing some parchments that required his signature, ignoring Draco who remained in his office long after Harry was sure Draco's business for being there was over. "Is there anything else you want, Malfoy? You know you have work to do as well," he reminded sternly, dipping the tip of his quill pen into the ink bottle.

"You kept on calling her 'Gin'," he mused. "And she said five years since she last saw me hasn't changed me a bit. Now correct me if I'm wrong, Potter, but the only person I know you refer to as 'Gin' and the only Gin I remember seeing five years ago was--"

"Ginny Weasley," Harry answered, lifting his head up from the parchment he was reading and smiled tauntingly at his co-worker.

Draco's jaw dropped.

That attractive piece of flesh that just walked in to Harry's office and the one occupying the desk outside this office was none other than Ginny Weasley, the youngest and only sister of his other sworn enemy?

Hell! She's a looker all right. he thought to himself.

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to be continued...