Who: Ginny Weasley and Gabrielle Delacour What: A chance meeting… When: Six months after Ginny graduated from Hogwarts. Where: Paris Quidditch Ring, France vs. Ireland Exhibition Match, Reception the day before the match. Rating: NC-17 eventually Note: This story line is unconnected to any other story line.
Ginny was ecstatic and she practically glowed as she stood with the rest of her teammates. They were all dressed in emerald robes with Celtic knot work to trim the hems and mark their backs with numbers.
Her hair was worn long, something she would have never done in her Quidditch uniform and she wore light make up. She couldn’t remember too many times in her life that she felt happier or more confident. Her first year out of school she had made the Irish National Team.
People had told her she was nuts to even try out. They said she might have a chance, a tiny one, on making the English team but there was no way she would make the Irish one. However, Ginny was not to be dissuaded. She had always been an Ireland fan, that was where her family was from, that was who she was going to play for. She made the team!
Selected as an alternate, she was second string Chaser and might actually play Seeker if five or six of her teammates were injured during the game. Ginny was going to play her heart out the fallowing day to see if she might actually earn a starting position in one of the few remaining exhibitions before the World Cup tournament started.
The party was fun and the music was loud enough to dance too, but not too loud. Champagne flowed freely, though she had stayed away from it for the most part. Lots and lots of people had been invited to the reception, though she had no idea what one would need to do to get one.
Having just finished some small talk with one of the wizards from France’s department of magical games, Ginny turned her attention to the crowd.