“I was just thinking that. How do you figure out what to study, though? There are so many options.”“Yeah, there are,” agreed Pearl. She sig...ed. “I dunno; it just sort of falls into place. You have to find out what you have a passion for and what you’re good at and what you can make a living off of. The career that’s best for you just falls best into all three categories.”“That’s deep.”Pearl smiled and shrugged. “That’s just what a counsellor told me when I was confused.” She took. Within seconds, Hermoine freed her hands off her body and covered herself up. Ginny stared at the fingers on Hermoine's right hand as they glistened in the dim lighting because they were wet with Hermoine's juices. When Hermoine realized what Ginny was staring at, she pulled her hands underneath the comforter leaving only her face visible.“Did I come at a bad time?” questioned Ginny.“It's fine. What did you need?”“Harry sent me up here to see how you were doing and whether you liked the. “No, no, not exactly,” he said.“Which means you did!” she said.“No, no, I just told her that if they did start a family that I’d make sure that they were financially secure,” he said.“Owen!” she said.“I offered to offer them ten million to start their life together,” he said.“What the fuck! Owen are you nuts! She might just be some gold digger who will do what it takes to pick him clean and then dump him!” said Abigail.“She won’t do that. She’s in the same boat as him, and she won’t make. Shocked, she stood mouth agape in the middle of the aisle trying to figure out what just happened. A voice behind her surprised her from her trance, “Can I help you, miss?” She turned around to discover the source of the question. His sweet smile was the first thing she noticed, next was his height as he towered over her. She sighed, attempting to release a bit of her frustrations before talking to this so-far, innocent man. He introduced himself to her, said that he was the night manager of.