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Days turned into weeks as Ginny and Blaise brewed potions after potions. The shelves on her walls which were once bare were filled with dozens of various vials containing several different potions. Ginny was amazed by Blaise's expertise in the field, and couldn't help but feel inferior next to him, but she was thankful that he was nothing but encouraging. He was an excellent teacher. Ginny found herself feeling more competent everyday that she trained as she learned new methods taught by Blaise. Potions that she never thought she would ever be able to make she had nearly perfected. She was feeling an immense amount of pride in her work which was something she had previously thought she would never experience, believing she was doomed to work at the joke shop forever.

The three of them were completely exhausted. Ginny and Draco were both still working full-time at their other jobs, and when they weren't working they were focussed on their business. Draco rarely helped with the potions but he was constantly by their side, pouring over the financial aspect of the business. He had his first meeting with an important investor, Albert Kant, in only two weeks and Draco was incredibly stressed about it. Ginny felt bad for him, as he repeatedly toyed with their budget but continuously couldn't make things add up correctly. Ginny and Blaise were both fairly clueless about economics so they both felt useless in aiding Draco.

Ginny felt beads of sweat roll down her neck as she eagerly watched her nearly complete Wit-Sharpening Potion simmer. The room was always so humid from the steam that she completely gave up on attempting to wear makeup around the boys. She couldn't help but find it humorous how comfortable she had gotten around the boys, as her wardrobe gradually shifted from form-fitting flattering clothing to oversized sweatshirts and baggy jeans. Blaise had Draco had equally made themselves comfortable around her house as she had dedicated an entire closet to their belongings which they frequently left scattered around her house. They often joked about how they may as well move in considering the amount of time they were spending there.

Ginny sighed in relief as her potion turned a dark orange after ten minutes of simmering. "YES!" She shouted at her completed product. "Blaise! Look! I did it!"

Blaise examined her potion, pouring it into a vial. "Ginny, this is perfect! It's exactly like mine."

She smiled brightly at her accomplishment. It felt so good to be progressing at such a fast pace. They had only been working together for two weeks and she had made more progress in those weeks than she had in the past two years.

"That's excellent, Ginny," Draco called to her from the other side of the room as he took an inventory of their completed potions, "So with that potion complete we have 15 Wiggenweld potions, 13 Wideye Potions, 20 Strengthening solutions, 14 Blemish Blitzers, two dozen Pepper-Up potions, and a dozen Invigoration Draughts…" He wrote a few notes in his notebook before concluding, "I'd say we only need another 7 potions to bring as samples to Mister Kant by the end of the month!"

"Easy! We can do that in no time," Blaise replied while stretching, "On that note, I believe it is time for a well-deserved break!"

The three all happily agreed and they made their way out to Ginny's balcony to enjoy the night's refreshing, cool breeze. Ginny handed out bottles of ale as she took a seat comfortably beside Draco.

"God, I can't believe this is actually happening," Ginny stated in excitement, "In a few weeks we are going to have our first investor!"

"Don't get too ahead of yourself," Draco replied nervously, "For all we know he might just laugh in my face and send me out the door."

"Oh, come off it, Draco. Who could say no to that pretty face of yours?" Blaise said, reaching over to playfully pinch Draco's cheek leading to Draco swatting him away.

Ginny laughed with Blaise, "It's true, Draco, if anyone is going to woo Mr. Kant it's you!"

Draco turned to Ginny raising his eyebrow, "Really? I'm pretty sure a 60-year-old man would much prefer having a pretty red head give him a sales pitch over myself."

Ginny blushed at hearing Draco call her pretty and playfully shoved his shoulder, "Regardless, you'll do great. Try not to stress too much."

Draco and Blaise continued discussing their business while Ginny got lost in thought. She couldn't wait until Sunday. Two more days until a day off, she thought to herself. Suddenly, her heart sank as she remembered something important.

"Oh no!" She groaned in exasperation, putting her face in her hands. "I have to train Trevor tomorrow."

Trevor Birch was Ginny's replacement at the joke shop She happily volunteered to oversee his training but instantly regretted it once she got to know him personally. She considered him to be vile, arrogant, and misogynistic as he constantly flirted with Ginny by making crude comments regarding her body. Ginny thought it was a shame because he was genuinely attractive, but the second he opened his mouth she despised him. She recounted the first time they met at the shop.

"Ginny Weasley." Trevor said, shaking her hand yet directing his eyes to her chest. "You sure have developed into a beautiful young woman since our Hogwarts days." It made Ginny want to puke.

"Do you want us to hex him for you?" Draco offered to the glum looking Ginny.

"No…I could do that myself." Ginny sighed, "It's only a couple more weeks. I would convince George to fire him but he's a decent worker. Just a huge git."

"If you change your mind let us know," Blaise said, "I wouldn't even hex him. I would knock him out."

They continued chatting and drinking until Blaise let out a huge yawn. "Guys, I don't think I can brew any more potions tonight."

"Yeah, I'm exhausted." Draco agreed, "Gotta wake up early tomorrow."

They collected their possessions and put on their coat. Before walking out the door Blaise asked, "Oh, right! Do you two want to go out for drinks on Sunday? Sunday Funday!" He said with a huge excited grin on his face which caused Ginny's face to fall.

"How are you not tired of us yet!?" She asked. She was far too excited for her day off to spend it getting drunk with them.

"I'm a social butterfly and I need constant human contact." He said very matter-of-factly, "Come on, live a little!"

Ginny continued shaking her head no, "I'm sorry, I can't. I have tea at my mum's and then I'll probably spend the day with Luna."

"Good ol' Loony Lovegood." Blaise said mockingly, which caused Ginny to shoot daggers at him, "I'm only joking. What about you, Draco?"

"I think I'm with Ginny on this one." He replied before adding with a smirk, "I need a day off from you."

"You guys are so boring." He sighed. They said their goodbyes and parted ways.

Ginny's weekend flew by. Much to her relief, Trevor was slightly more pleasant than usual at work, only saying a few crude comments regarding Ginny's appearance. She bit her tongue and contemplated taking Blaise's advice and punching him in the face but resisted. Spending time with Trevor at work reminded her how little interest she had in dating since spending so much time with Draco and Blaise. Not that she would ever consider dating him, but she probably would have been a little flattered by his derogatory comments. Draco and Blaise had instilled so much confidence in Ginny even though it was unintentional. Not only had they helped her get a foot in the door with her future career, the fact that they genuinely enjoyed her company helped her realize how much worth she had. Sure, she knew that there was no romantic interest from them. Just the fact that these two Slytherin boys who once found immense pleasure from bullying her now wanted to spend their free time with her helped her realize that she was an interesting and fun girl to be around who didn't need to deal with slimy gits like Trevor.

Sunday came quickly. She overslept for her tea at The Burrow, as usual, and had to quickly throw on her clothes and apparate. Upon arriving, her mother rushed over and gave her the usual Molly Weasley bone-crushing hug.

"Ginny, dear! You look absolutely exhausted!" She shrieked, noticing the dark circles under her eyes, "You weren't out drinking last night again, were you?"

"No, Honestly!" Ginny felt relieved that she didn't have to lie this time, "I've just been so busy."

She walked into the living room to find Ron, Hermione, and Harry sitting on the couch already. It had become a bi-weekly ritual where they would have tea together. Ron had his arm around Hermione's shoulder, making Ginny smile. She was so happy that the two were still happily together after so many years.

"Hey, Ginny!" Hermione jumped up upon seeing Ginny and ran to hug her, "How are you!? You look tired!"

Ginny frowned. Being told you look tired twice in one day isn't a compliment. "I'm fine! I've just been busy with work. How are you?"

Hermione let out a huge smile but simply stated that she was doing fine. She took her seat beside Ron and Harry again and Ginny sat on the arm of the sofa beside Harry.

"So, Ginny, is it getting busier at George's shop?" Harry asked, and Ginny gave him a confused look. "That's why you're so tired?"

Ginny instantly snapped back to reality. Right, they don't know about my second job! Be cool, Ginny! She told herself. "Right, yeah! It has been crazy busy! I've been putting in way more hours. So tired."

"That's great for the business at least! What else is new?" Harry asked, looking at Ginny with his huge green eyes.

"Oh, you know, nothing new. Just been spending a lot of time with George and Luna. The usual." She felt guilty for looking her friends in the eye and lying, but it wasn't the time to tell them the truth quite yet.

Her mother returned to the room with the tea and snacks. Ginny felt particularly quiet as the rest of them happily discussed all the news in their lives as usual. She resolved that the less she talked the less she would have to lie. It was particularly hard when her mother gave her the usual, "Ginny, you have no direction in your life! You must pursue some sort of career!" lecture. She had to refrain from rolling her eyes too much. Mother, I'm currently in a pioneer business with two wealthy Slytherins, and we expect to be super rich within the next couple of years. I have direction. She considered saying, as she was incredibly tired of feeling patronized by her mom, but instead she smiled sweetly and replied with, "You're absolutely right, Mum. I'll get right on that."

After they finished their tea Ron spoke up, "So, Mum, Ginny. Hermione and I have some news…"

"WE ARE GETTING MARRIED!" Hermione shrieked, jumping from her seat. Ginny gasped in excitement and Molly instantly burst out in tears of happiness, running over to the couple and giving them a giant hug.

"I've been waiting for this day since you two were 12 years old!" She sobbed into their shoulders, "I must owl your Father! Oh my gosh, I can't believe this!"

"Congratulations, you two, I'm so happy for you," Ginny said sincerely, brushing a couple of tears from her own eyes, "I can't believe this! This is amazing! When did it happen!?"

They spent some more time discussing the proposal and admiring Hermione's beautiful ring. They announced that the wedding would be next summer at the Burrow. Molly could hardly stop crying the entire time as she gushed about the two young lovers. After some time, Ginny excused herself, saying she had to get home to meet Luna.

"Once again, congratulations," She hugged them both again, "I love you both so much!"

"Love you, too, Gin." Ron replied, hugging his sister tightly.

As Ginny headed out the door Harry stopped her. "Ginny, wait!"

"What's up, Harry?"

"I know the wedding is still a year away, but I was hoping you would be my date." He said, grabbing her hand and smiling. Ginny accidentally frowned. How could she possibly commit to being a date for an event a year away? Her life was currently a rollercoaster and she had no idea where she would even be a year from then. And she couldn't deny to herself that the first person that came into her mind as a wedding date was a certain blonde haired man.

"Umm, Harry, listen…I'm not saying no! I just think it's too soon…who knows what is going to happen in a year. Can we discuss this later?" She felt so guilty for rejecting him.

"What do you mean 'who knows what is going to happen'? You've been doing the same thing for years now, I can't really see much changing." He said sourly.

Ginny glared at him, clearly taking offence from his observation. It took everything she had to not correct him by telling him bluntly that she expects to be filthy rich with her new friends Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini by her side, but she swallowed her pride. Instead she took a deep breath and said coldly, "Harry, you have no idea what I'm going to be doing in a year. But it is going to be great. I don't appreciate your doubt in my ability."

She could see Harry instantly put his foot in his mouth, "Ginny, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. Of course I have faith in your ability. You're amazing."

"Yeah, I know I am." She said frankly, her honesty forcing a surprised look appear on his face, "Now, if you don't mind, I have to go. We can talk about this later."

She stormed out the door and apparated back to her flat, still feeling angry by her conversation with Harry. She loved Harry, but for the first time she felt genuinely outraged by him. Sorry I didn't save the world and instantly know what I wanted to do for the rest of my life, Harry. Guess I'm just that useless. She thought bitterly to herself. She was thankful Luna would be arriving soon so she could complain about her woes to her.

Monday evening came too fast. She had just finished her shift at George's and apparated to a muggle restaurant in London to meet Blaise and Draco for dinner before. She insisted they only met at obscure muggle bars to avoid running into anyone she knew. Draco and Blaise were happily chatting about Quidditch while eating their food, however, Ginny was still feeling particularly bitter about her conversation with Harry.

"Why are you so pouty today?" Blaise asked honestly and Ginny scowled at him.

"I'm not pouty." She said as she stabbed her pie angrily with her fork.

"You're a little pouty." Draco said in agreement, looking slightly scared of Ginny as she stabbed her pie.

"No I'm not."

Blaise rolled his eyes, "Damn women. Always getting mad at us men for not expressing our emotions, yet they're no better."

Ginny sighed and set her fork down, running her hand through her red hair. "Ugh, if you must know, Hermione and Ron are getting married next summer and Harry got mad at me because I didn't instantly accept his invitation to be his date. When I told him it was too far away from now to make that commitment, he proceeded to essentially tell me that that was stupid, because I'm clearly just going to be working with George until I die alone, anyways." She said, exaggerating the harshness of Harry's words, "Okay, it wasn't that bad. But that's the gist of it."

"What? What an ass! Should have told him you're going to be filthy rich with millionaires on your arm next summer!" Blaise said comfortingly, "I'm sorry, Gin, he's a bloke anyways. Don't listen to him."

"Thanks. Trust me, it took every ounce of restraint to not tell him that yesterday." She smiled at Blaise, appreciating his kind words.

"I'm confused. Why would Potter be expecting you to be his date? I thought you two weren't still seeing each other?" Draco asked, arguably a little too curiously, which made Ginny's heart sing a little.

"We aren't! That's why it is so presumptuous for him to assume!" She replied and finished up her pie. "Whatever. We should get going soon. Oh, by the way, Luna might be over at my place."

"Great, can't wait." Blaise said sarcastically.

A beautiful, tall, busty waitress with dark brown hair and stunning green eyes handed Draco the bill. Ginny couldn't help but feel annoyed when Draco made a suave comment about how he had never noticed her before, which was surprising to him, because he noticed all the pretty girls in the area. The waitress giggled at Draco's compliment and wrote her phone number on Draco's bill saying, "Call me" before walking away. Ginny rolled her eyes and mentally gagged. She wished Draco would flirt with Ginny the way he did with other women but she was also thankful she would never fall for a cheesy line like that. She caught Blaise giving her a knowing smirk which made her blush, realizing maybe she wasn't being as secretive about her crush as she hadhoped. She brushed the event off; mentally convincing herself once again that romance and business do not belong together.

Just as suspected when they arrived at Ginny's flat Luna's bright yellow shoes were sitting at the door way. When she didn't see Luna in the living room she assumed she was out on the balcony.

"Come on, you have to say hello!" Ginny urged Blaise, "I've been talking about both of you to her constantly, it's about time you all spend some proper time together."

Draco appeared to have no issue with talking to Luna, but Blaise huffed before agreeing to follow Ginny to the balcony. As they saw Luna she heard Blaise audibly gasp behind Ginny. Luna was doing her usual yoga, posed in a very talented, flexible position which gave the boys a very pleasant view. She was wearing tight pink shorts and a small white tank top which perfectly exposed her midriff.

"Bloody hell," Blaise said, gaping, wide-eyed at the beautiful blonde woman in front of him, "Ginny, why don't you ever do that when we are here?"

"Seriously," Draco muttered in agreement with a similar look of admiration as Blaise.

"Oh, hello," Luna said once she noticed their presence, "I didn't hear you come in!"

"Hey, yeah, we just got here. You remember Blai-" Ginny began but was interrupted by Blaise who shoved passed Ginny.

"Blaise Zabini. You're Luna. It's a pleasure to see you again." He delicately shook her hand, "Really. Such a pleasure."

Ginny made eye contact with Draco and the two laughed under their breaths. The two essentially read each other's minds as Blaise instantly began singing a different tune upon seeing Luna for the first time in years.

"Of course I remember you. And you, too, Draco. Ginny has told me so many great things about you both." She said smiling, "I hope I'm not interrupting your work! My house is dreadfully hot right now; I've been at Ginny's all day to escape the heat."

"No! You're not interrupting anything!" Blaise assured Luna. Draco scoffed at Blaise and Blaise sent a warning glare back at Draco. "Seriously, like I always say, the more the merrier. Can I get you a drink?"

"Blaise. you're in my house." Ginny said, narrowing her eyes at Blaise, although clearly amused by the situation.

"Ginny. It's called being a nice guest."

"You never offer us anything when you're here, though…" Draco said, clearly trying to a rise out of Blaise.

Luna giggled at the situation unfolding, "I would love a drink, thank you."

"We probably aren't going to be very productive today, are we?" Ginny muttered to Draco who chuckled.

"I kind of doubt it." He replied, gently putting his hand on her shoulder, leading her onto the balcony. Blaise handed them all a beer and took a seat beside Luna, staring at her eagerly.

"So, Luna, what have you been up to? Ginny hasn't told us much about you except that you're amazing company."

"Oh, not a lot. I've been doing a little bit of travelling here and there, but nothing major. Oh, and I am the owner and editor-in-chief of Fusion Magazines." She said humbly, causing Draco and Blaise's eyes to light up.

"You own that magazine?" Draco asked, full of curiosity, "That's incredible. That is the number one magazine in the wizarding world right now!"

"Is it? I had no idea." Luna said sarcastically while laughing, "Thank you, though. I love it."

"That is amazing, Luna. Ginny, why have you been hiding this gem from us?" Blaise asked.

"Jeez, Blaise. I have no idea why." She scowled, trying to mentally tell him that it was because he had been so rude any time she was brought up in the past.

They ended up spending most of the night catching up with Luna. She filled them in on all of the details about her magazine and her life after Hogwarts and Blaise earnestly hung onto every word she spoke. Ginny couldn't help but find their interactions cute. She had seen Blaise shamelessly flirt with tons of girls but she had never seen him so smitten. Luna seemed oblivious to his infatuation, or at least, she gave no hint that she was catching on. It wasn't like Luna to fall for men's flirting, so Ginny figured Blaise would have to put in a lot of work to get Luna interested.

Eventually Luna announced that she had to head home, much to Blaise's displeasure, but he politely walked her to the door leaving Ginny and Draco alone on the balcony watching the autumn sunset.

"Well, that was an interesting evening." Draco declared, "I haven't seen Blaise that smitten in a long time."

Ginny smiled, "Seriously! And after making a huge fuss over the past few weeks, saying she's a weirdo any time she is mentioned. I hope he's feeling like an idiot."

"Oh, I'm sure he is." He said, looking at Ginny peacefully. He stared at Ginny's hair, "Jesus, your hair is even more red in the sunlight."

Ginny frowned and blushed in embarrassment. "Oh, thanks." She said sarcastically.

"No! I meant it in a good way. I like red hair." He said sort of awkwardly. Ginny blushed even more, but this time from being flattered.

"So you don't just like brunette waitresses?" Ginny teased, referring to the waitress from earlier.

"Oh, I love brunette waitresses!" He said in defense, "She seemed very nice. Shame I don't have a phone to call her…"

"You're telling me that you, Draco Malfoy, would actually go out with a muggle?" Ginny asked in disbelief.

Draco shrugged, "Hey, stranger things have happened. I mean, I am spending all of my free time with a Weasley, aren't I?"

"This is true." She nodded in agreement, "I kind of like it, which is even stranger."

Draco laughed and took a sip of his drink before saying, "You're telling me."

They sat in a comfortable silence before they heard Blaise shout loudly from the living room, "I AM IN LOVE!", causing Draco and Ginny to burst into a fit of laughter.

The last couple weeks in the month flew by as they rushed to complete their potions for Draco's meeting with Mr. Kant. Luna had quickly become an integral part of their group, bringing her dream-like optimism to the table. She even gave Draco tons of pointers as she was clearly experienced in the field of starting a new business, so her company was welcomed by all of them. Before they knew it Draco, Ginny, and Blaise were sitting in Ginny's living room preparing Draco for his meeting.

Blaise was lying on the couch reading Luna's magazine and said, "Blimey, this girl is amazing. Have you two read this?"

"No, Blaise, I have never read my best friend's magazine." Ginny said sarcastically as she carefully shrunk the vials of potions to fit in Draco's briefcase. "You know, you could help us if you wanted."

"I'm okay, thanks." He said smugly and continued reading the magazine.

Draco was nervously standing in front of the mirror trying to tie his tie but his fingers were trembling too much.

"Here, let me help you." Ginny said after noticing his struggles. She smoothed out the tie and fastened it. She was able to feel Draco's fast beating heart through his shirt and she gave him a sympathetic look, "Draco, you're going to be fine. You're Draco fucking Malfoy, use that classic charisma of yours and there's no way he will turn you down."

"I know…" He said, trying to believe her words, "It's just. Everything is riding on this. This man is one of the most important people in the industry. There isn't many people of his status, so if we can't convince him, we won't be able to convince anyone. It's a miracle he even agreed to this meeting in the first place."

"Are you sure you don't want one of us to go with you? You know, for social support?" Blaise offered, but Draco shook his head no.

"No, he made it abundantly clear he only wanted to meet with me. He knows my father which is the only reason why he thought I was worth meeting." He said, his voice shaking a bit as he gathered his financial charts. "This needs to go well otherwise all of this has been a waste."

"Draco, it will go well." Ginny reassured him, "And if it doesn't then we will figure something out. This won't be a waste." She comfortingly put her arm on his shoulder until he eventually nodded in agreement.

He looked at his watch, "Alright, I better get going." Ginny gave him a quick, small hug and Blaise shouted, "You've got this, you sexy beast!" As he left Ginny's flat.

Ginny and Blaise awaited his return anxiously. Blaise pulled out a bottle of wine and poured Ginny and himself a glass.

"Cheers, to a future of success and wealth!" Blaise announced but Ginny frowned.

"Isn't that a little premature?"

"He'll be fine, it's Draco. He could talk his way into being the minister of magic if he wanted."

"I just feel bad for him…he looked so scared." She sipped her wine and pictured Draco's anxious expression.

"Of course you feel bad for him." Blaise said and Ginny narrowed her eyes.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked defensively.

"Oh, nothing." He said casually before changing the subject, "So, do you think Luna is into me?"

"Ahh...I dunno, Blaise." Ginny said honestly, "She's certainly intrigued by you and thinks you're handsome and charming-"

"Well I am."

"But Luna doesn't really date people. I think you should give it more time before asking her out. Take it slow. Be her friend first. Let her learn to trust you."

He let out a huge sigh. "I guess you're right. I like getting to know her anyways. Draco was right, she is funny." He leaned back onto the couch and appeared to be daydreaming. "Have you noticed the way she always sits by me? I think I've got a shot."

"I hope you do." She said honestly. She never would have thought that prior to that month but they really did have an endearing chemistry. Although, she wanted Blaise to be cautious.

The two ended up playing a game of wizard's chess to pass the time. Much to Blaise's surprise, Ginny beat him by a landslide. She had played her entire life with Ron and Harry, and after many years she was even able to beat them. They stared anxiously at the clock as it slowly ticked by. Their wine was quickly disappearing and they were running out of things to do to pass the time.

"He's been gone a long time. That is a good sign, right?" Ginny asked eagerly.

"I think so…I mean, if he wasn't interested, he wouldn't keep him around." Blaise replied although not sounding entirely convinced himself. As if on cue the front door opened and Draco walked in. Ginny and Blaise jumped up excitedly.

"How was it?" Ginny asked excitedly but there was no immediate response from Draco. His face looked pale and he avoided their eye contact.

"Mate?" Blaise asked sounding concerned. Ginny watched as Draco took a deep breath, looking incredibly dejected, and glumly shook his head no.

Ginny's heart sank. She didn't even care about not getting the investor, she just couldn't stand seeing Draco Malfoy look so depressed. "Come, sit down. We have liquor." She rushed over to him and forced him onto the sofa. He reminded her of a zombie, his brain appeared disconnected from his body. She handed him a glass of wine which he quickly gulped down.

"So…what happened?" Blaise asked, trying to not sound overly disappointed himself.

Draco was silent for a moment. He looked incredibly hurt. Ginny could have sworn she even saw the glisten of a tear in his eye. Finally, he got the courage to speak, "It's because I'm a Malfoy. He said that while he respects our business idea and says that we clearly have talent, I'm a Malfoy. And there is a still a strong stigma against my name. And that because I used to be a death eater no one will invest in a business with me." He anxiously rubbed his eyes with his palms, "I'm essentially going to be paying for my mistakes as a teenager for the rest of my life."

"What? That's bullshit!" Ginny exclaimed, her heart breaking for the blonde in front of her. "Did you tell him you were working with me? That must mean something..."

"Yes. He basically said it says nothing about someone's character to hire someone when money is involved. He said that us working together is not evidence that we are actually friends or that I respect you."

"That's stupid!" Ginny shouted.

"That's business." He shrugged gloomily. There was a dead silence for a few moments until Blaise asked the dreaded question.

"So, what do we do now?"

"I don't think there's anything we can do." Draco sighed, "I'm sorry, guys, I really tried."

"There has to be something we can do!" Ginny said, "I mean, we have so much potential. We can't just give up. That's not business. We won't get anywhere with that mindset."

"Well, if you have any ideas I'm all ears."

It was silent again until Blaise piped up. "We need Luna."

Ginny and Draco both groaned in frustration. "Blaise, now isn't the time to flirt with Luna." Draco said coldly.

"No, we literally need her. Hear me out." Blaise jumped up, ready to pitch his idea, "We need to be in her magazine. We need to be on the front page of her magazine and then they'll write an amazing article about us. About how you've had such an enormous change of heart, Draco, that you've become best friends with Ginny Weasley of all people. How you've spent time with muggles and respect them just as much as wizards. How neither you nor I would ever hurt a fly despite being Slytherins. And, most importantly, that we are three young, attractive, intelligent, up-and-coming entrepreneurs who want to revolutionize the industry. When Mister-fucking-moralistic-Kant sees the article, he will be choking on his words, cursing himself for not investing in you right from the beginning."

Ginny and Draco digested Blaise's idea. "That…might actually work." Draco said nodding, showing that he was jumping on board.

"Wait, guys. Luna loves this magazine more than anything, and she typically has it organized months in advance. There's no way she will push someone who is actually famous behind to put us on the front cover. I just cannot imagine her getting on board with this."

"It's worth a try, isn't it?" Blaise asked.

"Come on, Ginny." Draco pleaded.

She stared at the two desperate boys. They had all worked so hard and developed such a great bond. Ginny couldn't turn them down. Worst case scenario Luna says no.

"Fine. I'll owl her tomorrow."