Who: Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy What: A chance meeting of old enemies. When: December 20th, 1999. Where: London. The Crystal Wand. Rating: Who knows…
Ginny needed a break. She needed to get away. Being around the Burrow, with all the happy couples congregating there for the holiday, was impossible for her to tolerate. She wasn’t going to be arriving with Harry and that was going to cause lots of annoying questions.
She hadn’t been seeing Harry for a while but no one really knew that besides Hermione and Ron and they had kept it to themselves. Harry had spent a lot of time talking to Hermione for the last couple months he and Ginny was together and thinking of that only soured Ginny’s mood more.
It hadn’t taken too much effort to make enough excuses about training camp and such to convince her mum that she wouldn’t be home until the twenty third. Until then, she was going to take some of her signing money and have some fun in London.
She had gotten the nicest room at the Leaky Cauldron and got herself gussied up for a night at Wizarding London’s hottest spot. The Crystal Wand was a bar and dance club for you, and often well-to-do, witches and wizards. There were still a lot of emotional wounds from Voldemort’s fall and younger people blew off steam often.
Ginny wore a long wool trench coat that she planned to check the moment she got there. Her hair was down and she wore dark eye make up. Her Quidditch toned body was in a tight, short, black satin dress that left her arms, legs and most of her back bare. She hoped it was warm in the club…
Arriving at the spot, she looked for the brick marked with the circle and pointed arrow. Taking her wand, she tapped it on the brick three times. The bricks moved to create and archway. From beyond was the pounding, loud music that lots of people were dancing to.
A section of leather chairs and couches was off to one side. On the other side was a long bar of chrome and black glass. Smoke and shafts of light filled the room. Smiling, Ginny decided this would be a great distraction.
Checking her coat, she set up a tab with the doorman so she didn’t need to carry anything and moved inside and up to the bar to get a drink.