Wife

Chapter One

A/N – In order to understand this story fully, you must go back and read Mistress. This is a sequel!

Okay, I know you're surprised I'm posting something else, but I have a second Beta, Amelia, who got this back to me. And I know many of you have been waiting a very long time for this.

As Ginny woke up the next morning, the events of the past night went through her head. How Lucius had shown up and explained that he had used her friends to have his cheating wife be caught in the act, giving him grounds for divorce without the loss of any of his family's fortune. He had also said that he loved her and wanted her to be his, permanently. That they would be together for the world to see! A minute later she realized she was alone in bed. Nothing changed! He still left last night! How could I have been so stupid. As she chastised herself, tears began to fall. Why? Why did I have to fall in love with him?

"Ginevra, what's wrong?" came Lucius' voice from the door to the bedroom. She looked over to see him standing there in his boxers. It was beyond her how a man of his age could look so sexy.

"Nothing, I'm just being silly."

"You thought I left, didn't you?" he asked as he came across the room and sat down on the bed next to her.

"To be honest, yes," she replied. As she looked at him, she still was in a state of shock that he did it! He actually divorced his wife of over twenty years for her, a Weasley!

"Ginevra, after not being with you for so long I hardly think that I would leave after a few hours." He stroked her cheek with his long fingers that were always perfectly manicured.

"I'm just used to you leaving most nights," she said sheepishly.

"No more, in fact I want to move you to the Manor." He grinned at her.

Her heart was sent flying, until she thought of her family and their reactions. "Lucius, I need time. I want to finish the Quidditch season, and telling my family isn't going to be easy, to say the least. They won't be happy. Do you mind giving me a little time?"

He looked at the young woman before him. Funny, this time last year she wanted the world to know about them, but now she showed fear at the idea of telling the people who were closest to her. He understood her fear for their families were never on good terms with one another. "What do you mean, time?"

She thought about it for a moment. "Well, I don't see any harm in going out for breakfast, but I want to tell them to their faces before the nature of our relationship comes out."

That was reasonable to him. "Fair enough, but first I want to make love to you again." He leaned in and began kissing her. She pulled away from him.

"Lucius, what exactly is our relationship?"

"I don't ever want to have to share you, ever again. From where I stand, that means marrying you. I thought I made that clear last night."

"I just wanted to make sure," she said quietly.

The fact that Ginny and Lucius were seen at breakfast together did not draw any attention. However, it did not escape Lucius that Ginny dropped his hand as they walked out onto the street. He had taken some vacation time to spend time with Ginevra, and as they headed back to her apartment he thought about the fact that they had a lot to talk about, soon.

"Ginevra, there are things we need to discuss," he began.

"I know. Where do you want to start?" she said as she sat down on the sofa.

"For how long did you know you were pregnant?" He didn't waste any time!

"Just that day, only a couple of hours."

He was standing across the room looking at her. "You must have suspected before that."

She shook her head. "No, I realized that morning when I was shopping that I hadn't had my period in quite a while. I got a pregnancy potion, headed home, and used it right away."

"Then what happened?" he encouraged.

"I panicked and had to get out of there, so I went to that coffee shop on my block to think. Before I knew it, it was time for the match. I headed to the pitch to tell Oliver I couldn't play, but Sara's father had passed away. If I didn't play, we would have had to forfeit. I figured if I played for weeks before, then one last game couldn't hurt."

He came over to sit with her. "You were wrong."

"Yes, I was!" Tears leaked from her eyes.

"What was your plan?"

"I didn't have one. I was sure you would tell me to get rid of it."

"I don't know what I would have said," he honestly replied. He then continued, "I am sorry!"

"Really?" she questioned.

"Since you told me, I have spent more time than I care to admit thinking about what that child would have been like. Wondering if they would have had your eyes and smile."

She sat quiet for a couple of minutes."Do- Are – How do you feel about having more children?"

"Ginevra, I love Draco very much, but the idea of a child with you- a woman that I actually love, I can't begin to imagine what that would feel like. Yes! If you're willing, I would love more children. The funny thing about all this is had you asked me before all of this, I would have said I have my heir so why would I need more?"

She again remained quiet for a long moment. "I always wanted to be a mother."

"How do you want to tell your family?"

"I'm not sure. How are you going to tell Draco?'

"I don't have a clue. He never knew how his mother and I felt about each other. He was pretty upset about the divorce."

"I can't say I'm surprised. I had a hard time believing that you were having any problems."

He placed his arm around her. "I'm sorry for any pain I caused you." He gently kissed her, then continued, "So how do we go about this?"

"I guess I can talk to everyone this weekend at Sunday brunch. Maybe I'll talk to Harry first; he knows everything except that it was you."

"I saw that you and he went out shortly after you ended things."

"He was in town on a case and came over to check on me for Mum. I needed to tell someone, and I figured as far as affairs go, he couldn't say too much."

"Did anything happen with you and him?" Lucius' face looked hard.

"No. I think if anything, we may have moved to a point where we see each other like siblings," she replied, a little happy to see that the idea of her with Harry bothered him.

Three days later Ginny was making tea. She had asked Harry over to enlist his help. She had never been more nervous in her whole life. Finally there was a knock on the door. Harry was on the other side and there was no turning back now. She slowly walked over to the door and could not help but notice her hand tremble as she reached out to the doorknob. She plastered a smile on her face, then pulling the door open, she greeted Harry Potter. "Harry, it's good to see you."

Harry smiled at her. "Ginny! I was surprised when your owl arrived."

"Won't you come in? Tea is almost ready."

Harry nodded. "How have you been keeping?" he said as he followed her into the kitchen.

"I've been busy."

"Have you talked to Victor?"

She shook her head. "No, we're over. Really over. I never should have dated him. It was not fair to him when my heart belonged to someone else."

"Would that be the father of the baby you lost?" he asked as Ginny brought the tea to the table.

"Yeah," she said as she handed Harry his cup. "Look Harry, I have a favor to ask of you."

"I think I owe you more than a few favors," he said as he blew on his tea to cool it.

Ginny finally sat down at the table. "Well Harry, a couple of days back he, the father of that baby, came by."

"Ginny, don't! Don't get back together with him. He will never leave his wife."

Ginny dropped her head but raised her eyes to look up at Harry. "He did leave her. It took almost a year from when I ended things, but he left her and he wants to marry me. Harry, I have to tell Dad, and Mum, and the boys. I don't think it will go well and I was hoping you might be willing to be there, to help a little. I know they're not going to take things well."

Harry seemed surprised. "Why? Is he not going to be there? Is he too much of a coward?"

"Harry, if he came... well, it would not be pretty." Ginny hadn't planned on telling Harry until she told her family who it was she was marrying.

"Ginny, come on. They understood my indiscretions against you."

"Harry, they won't forgive him."

"Come on, the only person they would never for-- MALFOY? NO, GINNY! Please tell me I'm wrong! Shit – holy fuck." He looked wide eyed at her. "Ginny, not him! Anybody but him! Ginny, you're making me very nervous. Please tell me I'm wrong!" Harry was almost hysterical.

"I can't tell you it's not him," she mumbled.

"Fuck! Come on, Ginny! He -he gave you Tom's diary!"

"I know, but he also never gave up on us. He orchestrated the whole thing with Narcissa getting caught sleeping around. That way, he could be free of her and find out if I might still want to be with him."

"No Ginny, I won't help you break the news to them. Fuck this! I'm out of here." He got up, knocking over the chair on his way, and left.

Not ten minutes later Ginny had a gaggle of Weasleys at her door.