Title: Separate Paths

Summary: Harry dumped Ginny back in 6th year. Now, 6 years later, Ginny is married to Draco Malfoy and she hates her life. Voldemort is dead but there is dark stuff going around. Recently, she has been thinking a lot about Harry. Alternate chapters, Ginny then Harry etc.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea.

'Author's Notes: Why I am writing this I don't know but I thought it would be an interesting development. Please read and review! Only because you're all my bestest friends!

Chapter One: Ginny's Prologue

As the sun rose through the large bay window at the end of the bedroom, Ginny awoke and rolled over, only to see a blonde head of hair facing her. Draco Malfoy, her husband of 3 years, had, against Ginny's wanting, still became a death eater 2 years previously. She now hated her life. She had two beautiful children, who were nearing 2 and a half years old, with Draco, a daughter, whom he hated, and her twin brother, whom Draco spoilt and adored.

The young girl, Erin Isabel Malfoy, was the elder of the twins but the smallest and the quieter of the two but she regularly seemed to serve as a moving target to both Reuben and Draco... She had long blonde hair that cascaded into delicate ringlets down near the base of her spine. Her eyes were the brightest of brown and she had a light spattering of freckles on her upper cheeks and nose.

The young boy, Reuben Draco Malfoy, could not be more different from Erin. Being the younger of the two, he was always proving to everyone he was stronger than Erin, and often hit her, despite Ginny often telling him not to. Draco would praise Reuben when he beat Erin up and then would shout at Ginny for trying to discipline him. When Reuben hit Erin, Draco would generally punish her for "bring too soft". Reuben had short Auburn hair and Draco's cold silver eyes. He had no freckles.

Ginny had not changed much from leaving Hogwarts. She had grown her hair much longer so it was now rapidly approaching her knees. She only ever really heard from Hermione (and Ron, obviously). As much as she would like to keep in contact with Harry, her letters remained unanswered. She had also become very thin as Draco makes her look after the children and do the housework. Ginny felt torn as she loved her children very much but her love for Draco had died shortly after the twins were born as Draco only really loved Reuben as he was seen as his heir. He neglected Erin, never once hugging her or telling her he loved her. This upset Ginny so much she wanted to leave but she feared Draco would find them and kill them.

Draco, on the other hand, had changed considerably. His hair was turning a fair shade darker (much to his discrepancy) and, because of his lack of responsibility, had gained a small bit of weight. He worked with Borgin and Burkes, buying and selling dark goods. Ginny obviously didn't approve of this but feared for her and both her children if she was to mention this. Draco had next to no feeling towards his daughter, Erin but loved nothing more than to take Reuben to the park behind Diagon alley to play on the swings. He never went near Erin and encouraged Reuben to stay away as well. This made life for Ginny hard as, when Draco was at work, Reuben never wanted to do anything Erin was doing.

As Draco awoke, he saw Ginny looking at him and decided he better get up. Ginny turned to get up, tears welling in her eyes. She heard the children in the small adjoining room and went to greet them.

"Hello my little sweethearts, how are you this morning?" Ginny asked as she walked into the light nursery that was littered with young boys toys. She gave Reuben a small kiss on the head and set him on the floor, where he ran off to find his father. When he had left the room, she padded over the Erin and picked her up, noticing a fresh cut on the young child's forehead, spilling crimson blood onto her soft blond hair.

"Erin, what happened to your head, darling? Who did it?" Ginny asked quietly.

"I…I...I cut it one on one of my towys." She whispered. "It was my own fau't." She began to cry. Softly to ensure that Draco wouldn't hear her. This was nearly enough for Ginny. One of them had hit her baby and told her, forced her, threatened her to lie and blame herself. Ginny carried Erin into the bathroom, blood still seeping from her cut and bathed it gently with a damp cloth and warm water. Reuben then entered the bathroom and, seeing Erin being held by Ginny, demanded a hug.

"Put her down mummy, I wanna hug, now!" He demanded, trying to shout but, because he had not drunk for a while, his voice came out rough and dry.

"Not now Ru, Erin's cut her head, mummy needs to fix it." With this, Reuben began to cry, with it sounding like an extremely loud screech. This bought Draco on, only in his trousers.

"What's the matter little Reuben?" Draco soothed, picking him up and cradling him as if he were a tiny baby again and he tickled his bare tummy.

"Mummy won't hug me, daddy, she's fussing wif Erin! I wanna hug!" He kicked and screamed against Draco's chest and looked at Ginny.

"Don't you think, dear, that you have been fussing over her long enough now, what about poor Reuben? You wouldn't want his to feel neglected now, would you?" Draco said, emphasizing the words dear, her and neglected.

"Well, she's bleeding and I can't get it to stop, I may have to take her to St. Mungo's a bit later." Ginny was trying to fight back the urge to obliviate Draco and take the children and run back, far away to Harry.

Harry.

"I have to go. Stay away from the hospital. Hospitals ask questions. Bye Reuben!" Draco said coldly as he gave his young heir a small kiss on the forehead. With that, he was out of the door.

After the cut had finally stopped bleeding, Ginny placed a small plaster on it and led the young children into the kitchen to begin making breakfast. As Erin was being carried, Reuben refused to be picked up and walked a fair distance in front.

"You know, Ru, you don't have to avoid Erin, just because daddy tells you to. You can be her friend." Ginny said to her young son, who was climbing into a chair at the opposite end of the table to where Ginny was currently placing Erin.

"Daddy tell me she bad, she a bad gewl." Reuben said, between a mouthful of egg, spraying his plate and pyjamas.

"Reuben! That's horrid to say! She's your sister!" Ginny stood up for Erin no matter if it was Draco or Reuben being spiteful.

"Oh well," Reuben said, before eating more egg. Ginny admitted defeat and tool a small bite from her dry toast.

A/N Well, I hope you like Ginny's side of things.

I feel kinda bad for Ginny and Erin…

I'll sort something out…

Please review!

Merci!