Rating:
PG-13
House:
Astronomy Tower
Genres:
Romance Humor
Era:
Multiple Eras
Spoilers:
Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire Order of the Phoenix
Stats:
Published: 12/19/2003
Updated: 04/07/2004
Words: 4,521
Chapters: 3
Hits: 1,546

Madam Match

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Story Summary:
Ginny Weasley is a twenty-something year old single witch, with a job she hates. Her friends claim her talent is matchmaking, but she doesn't get why they always want her to "match" them. Her couples always have high sucess rates. Always, except for her own. Who will save her from dying alone and loveless?

Chapter 02

Chapter Summary:
In chapter two of Madam Match, Ginny reminisces upon a past match she has made (Isn't she caring?), deals with a wailing niece, and gets a surprise visit from a certain someone...
Posted:
01/25/2004
Hits:
478
Author's Note:
Sorry long time no update. Finals and the like...Plus, I had to resend this because I filled out the submission form wrong...Well they could really be a bit more specific...


Baby-sitting Denise

~ Mon, Aug. 25~

Katie's back from her honeymoon today. With Oliver Wood. She's here to visit Alicia and tell her everything about it. But of course, she has to make a stop at my desk. "Thank you for setting us up, Ginny!" is all she can say.

Well, I really had no other choice, you know. But to set them up, I mean. I had to interview him for that stupid article, around a year ago.

"Hey, you're a Weasley, aren't you?" was the first thing he said when I met him. "Fred's and George's sister? Wasn't it your fault the Quidditch Cup was canceled that one time?"

Any thought of him being absolutely yummy had vanished.

"I'm Ginny Weasley, from Teen Witch," I had said, putting on a very forced smile. "Alicia was the one who called you, but she couldn't make the interview today and told me to take her place -"

"Alicia Spinnet?" he asked, looking up excitedly.

"Um, yeah, she's my managing editor. Usually she doesn't take interviews, but she said she hadn't seen you in a long time and it would be an interesting surprise -"

"Wow, I really miss everyone from the old team," he said reminiscently. "Harry, Angelina, Katie..."

"Well, um, Harry's an Auror now, Angelina's engaged to Fred, I dunno if you've gotten the invitation yet, but they've mentioned that they were inviting you, um --"

"Have you seen Katie at all?" he asked eagerly. And then I understood.

"Katie Bell..."I said slowly, watching his face. "She works at the Ministry now, Magical Games and Sports I think....She visits Alicia almost every day, because they go out to lunch together...."

I stopped and saw the look on his face. It was so obvious what I had to do.

"I could give you her address, or something, and you could owl her..." I sighed.

"Wow, could you?" he said, excitedly. "Do you think you could tell her you saw me, or something? And that I really wanted to talk to her?"

"Yes, I suppose I could," I said tonelessly. "But could we please get on with the interview?"

"Oh yeah, of course...yeah..." Oliver said. But it was obvious he wasn't paying attention at all.

And so of course when I told Katie about Oliver, she was so happy. I mean, who wouldn't want to meet up with their old Quidditch-obssessive friend who brings up the worst subjects (how I still wish even today that everyone would just forget about that stupid diary thing)? But he is cute, I'll give him credit for that.

But then everyone goes, "Ginny, you've got such a talent for matchmaking! Oh, match me next!" But I didn't do anything, really. I mean, what was I supposed to do, just go, "Oh, even though it's so obvious you fancy Katie, I shall just pretend that I don't notice and ask you what it's like for Puddlemere United to win its third league in a row."

Uh oh, Alicia's coming. I don't want her to catch me not working on that dumb Weird Sisters article. She is such a god damn perfectionist...

~ Wed., Aug. 27 ~

I just got an urgent call from Hermione. Her mum and dad got in a car accident or something. Sometimes I think Muggles are so silly to be riding around in little boxes with wheels on them all the time. Doesn't that just sound dangerous? I was terrified when I had to. . .

Well, anyway, she had to dash out of St. Mungo's, where she works (I still think she'd love it more at Hogwarts, but she insists that she doesn't want to leave Ron and the baby) and was in such a frenzy when she Apparated in.

"Oh, Ginny, thank goodness!" she had collapsed onto the sofa. "Mum and Dad, they've been in an accident, I've got to go, but -"

"Are they okay?" I asked.

"Yes, they'll be alright, but still, I have to go there and - and --"

She was gasping for breath, since she was talking so fast.

"I can take care of baby Denise," I reassured her. "And Ron," I added as an afterthought.

"Oh, thanks a bunch, Ginny," she said breathlessly. "I was so worried when I found out, and I didn't know what to do with Denise, she needs to be picked up from day care in half an hour, and I couldn't reach Ron, he's still at the Ministry doing something Auror-ish, I suppose, he's always so busy nowadays -"

"Really, it's all fine, just go on now."

"Thank you, I didn't know who to call, but then I knew you'd be home and so -"

I frowned. How would she know I'd be home? Because I don't have a boyfriend, I don't have a life? Hermione didn't notice any of this, and just went rambling on.

"Well, you'd better get going," I said hastily. "I hope your parents are okay."

She nodded and Disapparated. And I was left in my empty flat, standing there, until I realized I had to go pick up Denise from day care soon.

So, I've spent three hours entertaining my little niece, who spent three hours wailing for her mother. But now, she's finally asleep.

Oh, hold on, someone's at the door...

~ Thurs., Aug. 28 ~

That was the most chaotic night I've had in a long time. Ron was banging on the door so loudly, they could hear him half way across the world. He was shouting "Ginny, let me in now!"

"Shh," I said, opening the door. "You'll wake up Denise!"

"Where is she?" Ron said, striding into the living room. "I came home and the place was empty, Hermione left a note and said she was leaving for her parents' and I couldn't find Denise and --"

"Calm down, Ron!" I exclaimed. "I just said, Denise is asleep in my room, okay?" He ran off down the hallway, which was when I noticed Harry standing in the doorway.

"Oh, hello, come in," I said surprised.

"Sorry to intrude," he said, shrugging. "I was supposed to have dinner with Ron and Hermione, but when we got to their place, there was a note on the door from Hermione. Ron started freaking out, in his fatherly way, and was dragging me everywhere." He grinned. "Denise's day care center, your mum's house, even Fred and George's store."

I started to imagine Fred and George taking care of Denise. They'd probably give her fake wands and teach her how to get her father to eat Nosebleed Nougats or whatever.

After that, I was a bit insulted that he'd think of checking the Fred's and George's first, before me.

At that moment, though, Ron came running out, and gasped, "Okay, she's okay. Okay..." he paused for a second, as if he was trying to recall what he was supposed to do next. "Okay, now...must find Hermione. She said she'll be at her parents' house. Can Denise stay here tonight?" Before I could finish nodding yes, he had Disapparated out.

"Erm..." said a voice and I turned around. Harry was still there, looking a little lost at what to do. "I guess I'll be having dinner alone again tonight," he said, putting on a "brave" smile.

"Why don't you stay for dinner?" I blurted out, before I could think about what I was saying. "I haven't eaten yet, either."

Harry looked at his watch. "Do you always have supper this late?"

I shrugged. "Taking care of Denise doesn't leave a lot of time for trivial things like eating."

And then he agreed! And I was so ready to cook dinner and impress him! And everything was so perfect!

Well, not really. I ended up almost blowing up the stove, so I kind of had to cheat and use magic. But if Harry noticed, he didn't say anything.

And then Denise woke up in the middle of the meal and we had to stop and comfort her. But Harry was really nice about it and even played the airplane game with Denise, which is her most favorite game and immediately stopped her tantrum.

My first dinner that wasn't spent eating frozen food from a carton in like...a year (okay, I exaggerate, but...)? Huzzah! Now I've just got to find a date for Dean's wedding!


Author notes: Hmm...so I wonder what shall happen to our dear, single Ginny (well, not really, since I already know). Tell me what you think, please!