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Chapter 1

I woke up to a terrible headache. I mean I've had headaches before, growing up with six brothers, but this one was particularly nasty. I pried my eyes open, my mascara from the night before making this task exceedingly difficult. I sat up and cradled my aching head. My attention turned to my window, where my owl was waiting patiently. I stumbled to the window and let her in. She held out her leg. I fumbled with the parchment and rewarded my owl with a treat.

I decided to read my mail with a large glass of water and a headache potion. I unfurled the parchment and read the letter.

Ginny,

I am so glad we decided to do this resolution together! I have wanted to do this for ages. I am glad you are giving me the courage to do this with me. I will swing by your flat at 9:00 and we can get started on our adventure.

"Shite. What in the world is this about?! And who doesn't sign their own letter? What in the world did I agree to?"

I glanced at my kitchen clock. It was already 8:50! I would have to figure the puzzle out in the shower. I shed my clothes from yesterday and stepped under the hot water wracking my brain for clues as to what the letter was about.

I went out last night. It was New Year's Eve after all. Lee Jordan had a rager party with George. I had made myself up, just in case I ran into Harry. I had way too much fun. I wasn't planning on getting drunk but it still had happened.

I was chatting to Luna and Neville when Harry had waltzed in with a gorgeous blonde on his arm. He instantly became the life of the party. I knew I should have joined the masses and gone over to him to talk to him, but I panicked. I quickly challenged George and Lee to a drinking game. One of the worst ideas I've had in my life apparently. The rest of the night was a bit of a blur.

I do remember Harry glancing my way as I made an ass of myself though. I scrub my face roughly, as if I can erase the memory.

Wait...what if the letter was from Harry?! Did I speak to him last night? I am never getting drunk again.

I rush through my shower and throw on jeans and a button up. I hate not knowing what I'm dressing for. There's no time to dry my long hair. I pull the red tangles into a ponytail and am working on drying my hair with one hand while I tried to conceal my hangover with makeup with my other hand.

I had just started putting makeup on when there was a loud banging on my door.

My hands were shaking as I opened my door. I let out a huge sigh of relief when I saw Luna.

"Luna! I am so glad to see you!" I engulfed my friend into a hug.

Luna didn't have time to chit-chat. "I only saw you a few hours ago, Ginny. Come, we mustn't be late!"

Before I know it, I am being dragged down the stairs and pulled onto the underground. Luna doesn't let go of my arm until we are pressed between two strangers on the subway.

"Right, so where are we going?" I inquire.

Luna looks at me incredulously. "You mean you don't remember?"

"Luna, I tried to keep up with Lee Jordan last night. I really don't remember most of last night. I'm just thankful that note was from you this morning. You know you should really sign your letters."

Luna quirked an eyebrow. "I really didn't realize you were that drunk! You are a good actress."

"Yeah well, I wish I wasn't. Can you tell me what happened last night?"

Luna's face lit up. "So you really have no idea where we're going, do you?"

"No, I really don't…" My heart fell into my stomach. She wasn't going to tell me.

Luna looked like Christmas had come again. "No! I want to see your face when we get there! It will be so much fun!" She noticed my ashen expression. "Don't worry, I'll fill you in on the rest of your night. We chatted to Neville for a bit. He is working on getting his doctorate, you know. Then Harry came in with a nice girl. She is actually a news reporter on the wireless."

I cut Luna off, "You mean he brought Ava Green to my brother's party?!" This little outburst earns the attention of several annoyed muggles.

Luna lowered her voice, "Oh, so you know her?"

I followed suit in a loud whisper, "No, I listen to her read the weather forecast every bloody weekday!"

Luna looks surprised. "Well I chatted to her a bit. She seemed really nice."

"So are they dating now? Is it serious?" I cut her off again.

Luna shrugs and pulls me to my feet. "This is our stop." We ascend the stairs into the cold grey morning. "I didn't ask if they were dating. It looked like they were at least very good friends though."

My shoulders sagged at this information. There was a time in my life where I ached for Harry to ask me out again. He was pulled into a deep depression after the battle and I wasn't enough to save him from that. He traveled for a while, I traveled for a while. We kept touch through Hermione and Ron but basically we drifted apart. Unfortunately my heart didn't get the message. Every time I saw him in person, my heart tried to jump out of my chest and my palms would get clammy. It wasn't ideal but I was dealing with it...at least I thought I was.

Luna took a turn and pulled me into a shop. My eyes adjusted to the light change and I took in a small reception room. Luna spoke to a lady behind a desk and we were ushered into a large room with chairs set up into rows facing the front.

We plopped into two chairs as I scanned the room, trying to figure out what we were doing. I leaned over to my mysterious friend and whispered, "Luna, you have got to tell me what we are doing here!"

Luna smirked. "You will find out soon enough, Ginny! I swear. Just wait for the instructor to get here."

I glanced around the room for clues. There were maybe ten other people in the room with us. All of them were female. I leaned over to Luna again, "Where are the men?"

Luna smiled, "I don't think they were interested in this particular class."

I mumbled a choice word and crossed my arms. I really hate being in the dark.

As I anxiously waited, a few more ladies filtered in. Some were in groups, some were by themselves.

I leaned over once again to Luna, "This is torture Luna - "

The door opened again and a gorgeous woman sauntered in like she owned the place. She walked up the aisle, her obnoxiously high heels stomping on my frayed hangover nerves. She had a thick head of dark relaxed curls cascading down her back. She had long dark lashes and fair skin. Her chest was large but not to the point of where it looked unnatural or slaggy. She had a red blouse tucked into a high-waisted pencil skirt, showing off her nice figure. Her fingernails were painted the same colour of her blouse.

She cleared her throat, "Good morning, ladies and welcome. I am your instructor, Sofia Love."

I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Was that her real name? I noticed Luna was staring directly at me. I shifted in my seat uncomfortable and glanced back at "Sofia Love."

"This course is going to meet over the next five weeks to teach you the very intricate art of seduction."

I now know why Luna was staring at me, waiting for my reaction. My skin is the first to betray me, changing colour immediately, making me look like a cherry tomato. I tried to hide my face in my hands. Luna was grinning from ear to ear.

Why in the world would I ever agree to this?! I am never going to Lee Jordan's parties ever again. I snapped myself out of my mental assault and tuned back into the instructor. She was glancing at me (probably wondering why I was now resembling a lobster).

Author's Note: This is just the beginning! I have tried for several days to find a beta reader. No one has messaged me back, so I got impatient and decided to post anyway. Please excuse any errors. I have looked over this several times but we are often blind to our own faults. If you or anyone you know is willing to beta read, please shoot me a private message! Thanks for reading!