Disclaimer: Don't own and never will. Why else do you think Harry ended up with Ginny and not the one he belongs with Luna?

AN: Written for The Number of Your Pen name Challenge by SnarkyAndProudHufflepuff. As I only have eight characters in my penname, including the numbers, I only have eight drabbles to do. Each drabble covers a different pairing as required by the challenge and I have borrowed this pairing from the None canon pairing challenge by hiddlestons.

The early stages of sunlight were beginning to peek through the bedroom curtains and Ginny was once again alone in her bed. It was virtually a routine by now. They would meet after work for a few drinks and he would flirt shamelessly with her and after a while, she would take him back to her flat and they would have sex and he would disappear in the morning and they would pretend that nothing had happened between them.

Ginny sat up with a groan. This wasn't the way her mother had raised her and Merlin knew if her brothers ever heard about what she was doing then she had no doubt that they would hex him into the next century. If he was lucky. And of course Harry would get involved and probably throw in a few hexes of his own.

Ultimately she wanted more than just a casual shag every once in a while. She wanted him to be more than just the boy she had sex with. She wanted to be more than just his regular shag. She wanted a lot more and yet every time she found herself inviting him back to her bed time and again.

"You're a fool Ginny Weasley," she said to herself. "He's a Slytherin and from a family of Death Eaters. Why would he see you as anything more than a quick shag? Especially as he knows you won't say no."

She gave herself a shake and stepped out of bed. Training was scheduled for the afternoon and she had plenty of time to lazily get up and get ready, but her mind was too busy thinking about last night. She put her dressing gown on and stepped through her bedroom door to see something she did not expect.

Standing, in her kitchen, was the boy she had sex with last night. And he was cooking breakfast.

"Theo, what are you doing here?" she blurted out and he gave her one of his charming smiles.

"Making breakfast of course. I hope you like eggs," he said and he raised an eyebrow. "You really didn't think I was about to vanish again? How would I ask you out to the latest performance of The Phantom of the Opera?"

"As in…a date?" Ginny squeaked in shock and Theo rolled his eyes.

"Yes Weasley, a date," he replied and she kissed him.

"I'd love to," she said, before giving him a smile. "Now I believe you said something about eggs?"