Ginny felt good about today. Well good an anxious. Well more anxious maybe. But she was determined to stay positive. This was their first big step towards a fututre together. Their first move towards what they'd talked about while they'd been at the academy.
She had gotten a copy of the muggle London paper and had spent the whole morning circling ads that seemed to fit what they'd need. What she made at the restaurant wasn't a whole lot, but together they could atleast afford ssomething small. And she certainly didn't need a lot of room. After all, she didn't have very much stuff. More than she'd had 2 years ago, but still not much.
The job at the restaurant was just temporary anyway. It was just until she got proper training at the hospital. Or she got drafted to a quidditch team, but in spite of the encouragement from Neville and her brothers, she wasn't quite ready to put all of her eggs in that basket.
Armed with the paper and the memorised list of questions her mother insisted she asked all of the landlords, she flooed over to the Longbottom's house to get Neville. She landed in their fireplace coughing a bit and dusting the soot from her jeans.