Te-hehe Oh, I am going to have fun with this one. I've already written a couple of chapters, and I'll probably post every four or five days. Okay, this is going to be rather AU because Ginny and Harry have somehow never met, but Ginny and Hermione have. I know, it doesn't make much sense, but hey! That's the way alternate universe stories go, right? Oh, and I also realize that wizards don't have television, but this is several years after the actual books are set, so I will assume that they have their own sort of television now and are copying shows that we watch. It's kind of a willful suspension of disbelief kind of thing. You can say "but that's not how it is" as much as you want, but I still say it's happening that way! hehehe By the way, I've never watched one of these types of reality shows before, so don't expect it to actually follow any of the lines that they usually go along. I'm making this up as I go along.
I really hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it! Please review. The first couple of chapters are short, and I suppose that I could have linked them all together, but this way, I get to hold you in suspense for a while –evil grins- Enjoy!
Chapter; The First
Ginny stared blankly at the crisp white parchment in her hands. "What is this?" Hermione came to look over her shoulder and snatched the letter from Ginny's hands with a loud squeal.
"This is incredible! I just knew they'd pick you!" she turned and hugged Ginny tightly. Ginny stood there bewildered, her hands still in the same position they had been in when there had been a letter in her grasp.
"Would you like to tell me what in the name of all things muggle is going on here?"
Hermione quieted down abruptly and had the decency to blush. "Okay now, don't get mad but I saw this add in Witches Weekly a couple of weeks ago for a new reality show. They needed witches between the ages of 18 and 26, which you obviously are, and I had to send in a bunch of other information too." Ginny's eyes widened dangerously. "Don't worry. I know enough about you to have answered all the questions correctly. And apparently, you're exactly what they were looking for. " Hermione added brandishing the letter.
Ginny only slumped into a chair. "Please tell me you're kidding." Hermione only shook her head. "It's not one of those eat-worms and hate-everyone-on-your-team type of reality shows where I'm going to make a fool of myself and get voted off on the first day, is it?"
"No, no. Of course not! Who do you think I am? No, it's…it's a…dating type show."
"Oh bugger it! You mean the show where there are two dozen girls vying for the attention of one guy who keeps kicking off all the decent girls because they aren't easy or don't flatter him enough. Please tell me you're kidding! This is a nightmare!" Hermione said nothing, just stood looking at the floor. Ginny thought she saw a smile and figured it was very wise of Hermione to try and hide it. If Ginny could prove there was a smile hidden she'd likely hex Hermione. "Why the blazes didn't you send in your own information?"
Hermione looked up quickly. "You know I couldn't possibly take off that much time from work, and you're between jobs, so it's perfect."
"Like you said, I'm between jobs, Hermione, which means I should be looking for a job, not hiding from cameras and listening to girls talk about snogging a guy we've only known for two weeks! This is ridiculous!"
"Look," said Hermione sternly in her no-nonsense voice. "You've been pining away in this apartment for two and a half months. You and Neville are no longer together, so you might as well live like you aren't!" Ginny glared at Hermione defensively. "Ginny, you need to get over him. It's not healthy."
"Fine. If I go on this show will you give me a break?"
Hermione smiled sweetly. "Of course I will. I'll give you about a two and a half week break. While you're off hiding from cameras, listening to girls talk about snogging a guy they hardly know and going on dates with an incredibly eligible bachelor."
"I think I'm either going to laugh, cry, scream, vomit…or kill you."
"Why don't you just laugh," Hermione said, patting Ginny's arm. "Less traumatic that way."