"Sign here please."
The scratching of a quill on a piece of parchment followed this statement.
"And if you could sign here."
The same scratching on the same parchment.
"Great. Well, by the power invested in me by the Minister of Magic, I now pronounce you Mr Potter and Miss Weasley. You may remove your wedding rings."
Harry didn't say anything as he slowly removed his golden wedding band from his ring finger and placed it gingerly on the large, wooden oak table in front of him. Ginny smiled sadly as she placed her own ring next her now ex husband's before turning to Harry with a sad, but content smile. "I'm sorry Harry." She said gently, her smile not quite reaching her eyes.
"It just didn't work for us. I couldn't take it anymore."
Harry said nothing as she reached forward and touched his cheek, her thumb rubbing long lines on his skin in a way that was supposed to comfort him. He knew that Ginny was right; though the two had been married for nineteen years, having been together for twenty, Harry knew that their relationship wasn't perfect. The two had quickly found within the first year of them being married that their relationship was not going to work out, but seeing as how they had Teddy and then finding out that Ginny was pregnant with their first child... the two adults had come to an agreement that they would stay with each other, and maybe they would be able to come to love one another. Harry had believed that they were perfectly happy in their separate but together ways; it had come as a huge shock when Ginny had asked him for a divorce the earlier year. But, he supposed he couldn't be angry with her; after Lily had been born, the two decided to sleep in separate beds so not to get her pregnant once more as a result of a drunken night when the two adults were feeling particularly vulnerable and lonely.
"I understand Ginny, I'm not mad."
Ginny smiled once more before taking her hand back. "Don't worry Harry; you can find someone who will truly love you, someone that you can actually love and not only stay with because of your three children. You deserve that much."
But Harry laughed darkly and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Gin, I'm Thirty-seven years old. I'm too old for dating." Ginny gave him a tight lipped smile; she knew she had been unfair to Harry when they were kids, trying to find a sense of normalcy after fighting in a war they were too young to fight. Fate had been cruel to the Boy-Who-Lived-Twice, and she hadn't done anything to help by agreeing to marry him so soon after they started dating. She wasn't even sure why she agreed to marry him; maybe it was because a part of her was clinging so hard to something, anything that could spare her the pain of losing her brother. Maybe it was because she wanted to feel comforted and Harry had always been kind to her, even when he had every right not to be. Ginny let out a soft sigh before pulling her bag over her shoulder.
"I'm sure you'll find someone; you're the savior of the wizarding world for Merlin's sake."
Ginny saw the small flinch that followed her statement and she let out another sigh. She knew Harry hated being called that, but she needed to prove her point. "Listen, Harry. You are a good man, and were a fantastic husband. But there is only so much we could take. Humans crave contact, they need it. It has been a long time, I know that. You'll find someone though. I'm sure of it. Until then, you have full visitation rights to Lily, James, and Teddy. You're welcomed to see them anytime, and they can come over whenever they wish. You are a brilliant father Harry, don't miss out on your kids. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if Teddy insisted on moving in with you. If all three of them want to do so, then fine. I won't fight that. I just hope you can forgive me."
The pair had come to a stop; as they had been talking they were making their way out of the Ministry office and were back onto the streets, where there were cars bustling all around, the sounds of laughter filling the air as pairs of wizards and witches made their way down the streets, heading towards Merlin knows where. Only the sky gave any indication of what had just occurred inside the building a mere five minutes ago; a low rumble of thunder could be heard, though the oncoming storm was miles away, and the sky was a beautiful shade of grey with the clouds twisting into darkening bundles. Parked on the street closest to the ministry building was a small muggle car, with the engine running as though someone was waiting for another.
"Ginny, there's nothing to forgive. It's not your fault that Terry Boot makes you happy. I don't blame you; I never could."
Ginny smiles softly at the mention of her new lover's name; he was partially the reason why Ginny asked for the divorce. Harry had, of course, known about the affair; you could only use the excuse of going to the doctor's office so many times before you started to draw attention to yourself. But Harry chose to look the other way and not say anything about it, mostly because he had no problem of Ginny seeing someone on the side seeing as they weren't really in love, just as long as the children didn't notice. He could care less about anything in the world, but his three kids meant the world to him and Harry would rather die from an unforgivable than to see them suffer in any way possible.
"Well Harry, I have to get going; I don't want to keep Terry waiting any longer than absolutely necessary. Are you going to be okay?"
Harry nodded, his dark hair falling over his eyes once more; though Harry didn't want to admit it, but Ginny leaving him for another man hurt. He knew that the two weren't really in love and were only together out of obligation, but that didn't mean that some part of him didn't care for the younger, red haired woman. He knew she was going to be happy this way, happier, at least. Ginny opened her arms and Harry stepped into them for the last time, feeling comfort when she wrapped her arms tightly around him. They stayed in this embrace for a moment longer before pulling away, Ginny lifting herself up on her toes to kiss Harry's cheek in farewell before turning and walking swiftly to the parked car, her red hair streaming behind her.
Harry watched her leave, his hands shoved in his pockets. A gust of wind blew his hair gently across his eyes as he watched Terry Boot get out of the car and open the passenger car door for her, meeting her lips when she motioned for him to kiss her, his hand resting on the small of her back just above her arse. Harry could see the look of love fixed on Terry's features as he helped Ginny into the car before shutting the door behind her, heading over to the driver's side. A sudden thought struck Harry's mind and he had to shake it off before turning to leave, pushing his glasses up with one hand.
Had I ever looked at her that way before?
x.x.x
The Potter's divorce was a shock to all the wizarding world; the two had never acted cold towards each other whenever they were seen in public, so there was no real warning for the public. As far as the public was concerned, the Potter's were very happy with their three children and their young love story.
Even Harry's old enemy had thought they were happy.
Draco balled up his copy of The Daily Prophet, ignoring the moving picture of Ginny Potter - now Weasley - kissing Terry Boot affectionately before climbing into Boot's car. Draco stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, deep in thought. He felt a bit of pity for Potter; his wife had been stolen from him by no other than Terry Boot, a Ravenclaw in their year who had been apart of Dumbledore's Army, which was probably how the She Weasel knew him. Something about the whole situation didn't feel right though; The Prophet had mentioned Harry walking away as though Ginny and Terry were any other couple.
As though he didn't just get divorced.
"Dad?"
Draco looked up to his son, Scorpius standing in the door frame of Draco's study with a piece of parchment in his hands. Draco felt a swell of pride fill his chest as his son entered the room; his son had inherited the Malfoy platinum blonde hair and stormy grey eyes, yet somehow still looked like Astoria, his late mother.
"Yes Scorpius? Is there something you needed?"
Scorpius grinned at his father before running a hand through his hair, messing it up. "Well, I was wondering if I could borrow the owl. I wanted to send a message to Albus, and if it was okay with you, could he maybe come over and stay the night sometime before school starts up again?"
Draco felt a small smile creep onto his face; having Harry Potter's son over would be the perfect opportunity to talk to Harry himself about the whole ordeal. Draco wasn't particularly well informed on how to deal with newly divorced wizards, but he was - unfortunately - an expect on widowed spouses, and honestly, aren't the two similar? Due to Albus and Scorpius being placed in the same house, Slytherin, the two young boys had become the best of friends, much to the dismay of Draco and Harry, who had hated each other when they were in school. Harry and Draco had reached an agreement after the Battle of Hogwarts that they were to reach a truce, a truce that held when Harry had come to speak in the defense of Draco Malfoy and his mother; but it was due to the friendship between their sons that truly made the two men start on the road towards friendship.
"Yes Scorpius, to both your questions. In fact, ask Albus if he and his father would like to come over sometime to enjoy a cup of tea."
The grin that had burst from Scorpius' face made Draco himself smile; he could never resist his only son's pleading. Scorpius ran around the desk and gave his father a tight hug, making Draco laugh.
"Thanks Dad, you're the best!"
Draco smiled as Scorpius tore out of the office, leaving the blonde man alone once more.
"Harry Potter divorced eh?"
Draco said quietly, staring out the window.
He couldn't help but laugh at the thought.
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