"Ginevra, dear, please come stay at the manor" Narcissa said gazing at Ginny. She was so sad, when Narcissa had arrived at the rehabilitation facility she never expected to run in to the youngest Weasely. The facility was for someone who had no one who could help, and surely a Weasely had a lot of help with a family as big as theirs. Only when she discovered the reasons Ginevra was there did she truly understand.
"Ginevra may I tell you something please" Narcissa asked.
"Of course Cissy" Ginevra replied looking at Narcissa.
"As much as I love my son, and I do more than anything in this world, I always wanted a daughter too"." Narcissa said. "And I have come to see you as the daughter I never was able to have. I worry about you staying here without me. I know you don't have much, and I'm not pitying you. I really would love if out would come stay with me. The people here cannot help you more than they already have."
" I just don't, if I go back, they will try and talk to me. They will try and control me and force me into what they want again. They won't see it that way but that's exactly what's going to happen. I'm not ready to see my family. I am definitely not ready to see the traitors"
" the manor is plenty big darling I promise you they don't even need to know your there." Narcissa assure: her. "Please, let me spoil you like I would my own, this past year with you has helped me so much."
"Oh fine..." Ginny replied looking up at the woman who had given her strength.
"Wonderful!" Narcissa exclaimed. "I'll go get everything situated. You just rest."
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"A Weasely. You are having a Weasely come stay will us. Mother what are you thinking?" Draco said looking at his mother.
"I'm thinking she helped me through everything that happened, she helped me get through your fathers passing, she helped me get past everything we suffered in the war. She is going through something Draco. She needs help, and I care about her and will be helping her. Really Draco, the war is over" Narcisaa replied. She gave Draco a look that provided no argument.
"Of course Mother" Draco replied his hands up in surrender. It was wonderful to see her again, for it to really be her and not the shadow she was after father died. The war had taken its toll on their relationship, him being thrown in azkaban had drastically hurt them, but when he died, Narcissa had ceased to be her. Now though she seemed like Narcissa Malfoy, and if the weaselette had something to do with that well maybe things had changed.