Characters: Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley Date: Wednesday, 26 August, 2001 Time: 10am Location: 11 Delphinium Lane
Draco very nearly didn't go. Floo powder in hand, he stood at the fireplace for a full ten minutes debating the merits of bailing. However, dutifully, and far more honourably than he cared to think about, he stepped into the floo the moment the clock struck ten.
"Eleven Delphinium Lane."
He stepped out of the floo, automatically dusting off his pale gray robes. The attire had been chosen with care. Under the robes he wore trousers that matched the robes and a white linen shirt. He imagined she wouldn't be in robes, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be formal. The fact he was even thinking about her comfort was beyond his understanding. She was nothing to him.
Except she was. She was his partner in the Separatist movement they had birthed. Which meant she was nearly everything.
He looked around at the room, trying to not take too close of notice of the state of it and only look for the redhead he was here to meet.