Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in this story, and the idea for this first scene comes from a certain romantic comedy, but I think I'll let you figure out which one.

Chapter 1- Heartbreak Hotel

Ginny had waited for this day a long time; not too different from most girls. There would be a lot of planning and stress, but it would all be worth it. She carefully put on her blush and lined her lips, later filling them with a soft rosy pink. "Ginny," Molly called from down stairs. "Theo's here!"

Ginny took a deep breath and one last look in the mirror before placing her high-heeled shoes gingerly on her feet and carefully making the way down to the living room. When she hit the final landing her boyfriend of 18 months stood up.

"Wow, Gin," Theo stated in shock. "You look beautiful."

Ginny blushed and walked over to Theo, accepting his arm.

"We'll talk about the end-gun another time," Arthur said while opening the door for the couple.

"We can talk about engines anytime, sir," Theo said nodding very nicely to Arthur before leading Ginny out to his new convertible.

Theodore Turgenton was a muggle from a well-to-do family. Theo and Ginny had met six months before they dated when Hermione and Ginny had decided to go explore a muggle night club. Ginny was sorely disappointed when she was drug away from a rather delightful time to take a drunk Hermione home; the first and last as Hermione always said when the situation was brought up.

Ginny had gotten his phone number, though, and Arthur had grudgingly set the muggle device up again so that Ginny could call Theo. Theo had taken the news of Ginny being a witch rather well, but they both thought it a good idea to wait on telling his parents.

Ginny sat in the passenger side of Theo's car anticipating tonight. He was taking Ginny to a muggle/wizard co-op restaurant. The couple that established the place wanted the wizarding environment where muggles could go as well, since they, themselves, were a muggle girl and a wizard. The restaurant was called Star Crossed and the owners even had a motto: 'Love knows no blood'. It was upscale, so Ginny had worn a small black cocktail dress.

Theo parked the car, walked around to Ginny's side and opened her door. She stepped out and took Theo's arm again. She was all smiles when they went into the restaurant and were seated. They had just ordered when Theo sat staring hard at Ginny.

"I was going to wait, but I think now is a better time." Theo took a sip of water. Here we go, Ginny thought. "Ginny, I think you are a beautiful, smart, amazing woman. I feel blessed to have you in my life, and I don't think I'll ever regret one day I've ever spent with you...but"

Ginny's heart stopped. But? But what?

"I don't think we should see each other anymore," Theo sat back in his chair casually, as if he had just asked Ginny to pass the salt.

"What?!" Ginny said, perhaps a bit louder then she had meant. "What?!" she said again not comprehending where this was coming from. Ginny had spent all day secretly practicing how to accept a proposal without sounding silly or desperate or expectant.

"Well, Gin, my family has a certain," Theo searched for the right words, "level for those who join the family, and I don't think you'd be as happy as you'd want to be."

"I get along with your family just fine."

"But they don't know about you, and we can't hide it forever."

"What about me?"

"Well, you know," he said quietly, noticing that people were starting to stare.

Ginny was almost dumb-struck. "I-I thought you loved me."

Theo grabbed Ginny's hand. "I do, Gin, and part of me always will, but-"

"But nothing," Ginny pulled her hands away. "You...you..." she could think of nothing else to say.

"Ginny, now let's not make a scene," Theo said, looking around.

"Let's not make a scene!" Ginny shouted. "Don't make a scene?! After a year and a half you expect me to make this comfortable for you?!" Many people were staring now and Ginny felt tears coming to her eyes. Since she could think of nothing else to say or do, Ginny disapperated having no one at the restaurant in doubt to which half of that couple was muggle.

Harry had gone over to Ron and Hermione's for dinner every so often. Usually it was on a Friday or Saturday when he wasn't being set up with one person or another by Molly or Hermione or his noisy co workers, all of whom assumed he must have a terribly pathetic existence without a significant other to share it with.

This night was date free, thank goodness, Harry thought as he sat in the dining room table, butterbeer in hand, telling Ron and Hermione a joke he'd heard at work the day before. "So the muggle comes in and-" there was a loud noise in the entrance hall. Harry's reaction, having become an auror, was to pull out his wand. Ron put his arms around his wife, unnecessarily, to calm her.

Harry exited the dining room to see the tear-streaked face of a familiar red headed girl. "Ginny?" he asked lowering his wand.

Soon Ron and Hermione made it out and Hermione, being a bit more sensible than the boys, strode over to Ginny, enveloped her and lead her to the living room.

"Ron, go and get a glass of water. Harry, could we have a moment?"

"Sure," Harry said confused. He took his seat in the dining room and took another swig from the butterbeer bottle. Ron joined him a minute or two later. "What happened?" Harry asked.

"I don't know, Hermione shoved me out of the room. I mean, God, she is my bloody sister."

"Reckon we shouldn't try eavesdropping?"

"Already tried," Ron said taking a drink.

"Silencing charm?"

"Yeah."

"I-I th-thought h-he loved me!" Ginny wailed.

Scumbag, Hermione thought. "It'll be alright," Hermione comforted while lightly scratching Ginny's back.

"I thought h-he was going to propose!" Ginny took a deep gulp from her cup. "He took m-me to jewelry s-shops and he s-said we were going t-to Star Crossed and...and...oh Hermione!" Ginny buried her face into Hermione's lap.

Hermione ran her fingers through Ginny's hair. "It isn't the end of the world, Gin, you're stronger than this. You're only twenty-three, you'll bounce back."

"That's easy for you to say, you're already married," Ginny pointed out. Ron and Hermione had a small wedding of family and close friends almost a year before, a wedding that Theo escorted Ginny to and where Ginny caught the bouquet. "The worse thing is that I-I think I loved him," Ginny admitted. "And I didn't know where to go when he said he wanted to break up. If I go home, well, I just can't see them when I'm like this. You know my dad, he'll fly off the handle at Theo!"

"I know, Gin, I know," Hermione said. "Why don't we have a girls' night? Ron can go stay with Harry tonight, I'm sure, and we can, I don't know, do some sort of spa, movie, ice cream fest. Will that help?" Ginny nodded.

"Harry, can Ron stay with you tonight?" Hermione interrupted the punch line of Harry's joke again.

"Sure, why?"

"Hey, don't I have a say in this?"

"No, Ron, you don't. Ginny had a bad night and I'm going to attempt getting her mind off of it."

"What happened?" Ron asked, confused at why he was apparently being kicked out of his own home.

"Theo broke up with her," she said trying to find the floo powder so she could tell Molly and Arthur that Ginny was staying with her for the night.

"What? I never did like that little son of a-"

"Ronald! There's no need for that, and you never like anyone Ginny dates," Hermione got back to the searching.

"Yeah, well the guys that she picks are so...so"

"If you can't even figure out what they are, then you need to stop talking, because right now you're only being hard on Ginny, and she's doing a fine job of that herself. Besides, you wouldn't be happy with anyone unless it was," Hermione shifted her eyes to Harry for a second, but he didn't notice, "never mind. The point is Ginny and I are doing something tonight, so I'd appreciate if you would just go do something with Harry until tomorrow."

"Fine," Ron said grudgingly. Hermione found the container with floo powder and left the dining room. "Do you have fire whisky at your flat?"

"No, but we can go get some," Harry said.

"Thank god!"

A/N: That first scene was from Legally Blonde for those of you who didn't know. This is the first real chance I've had to write anything for a while, and I didn't feel up to writing about the Yule ball in my L/J story, so here's a story that's going to be mostly fluff (I'm sure some of you are thinking 'about time', but here you go!)

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