Chapter 1 Letters

It was the day of the graduation party for the seventh years. Harry, Ron and Hermione were graduating with all of the others. It was time for celebrations but Ginny didn't feel happy. She felt left out, seeing as she was going to be the last one of them left. She went to the Gryffindor common room but on her way back, she met a somewhat drunk guy.

"Lumos."

"Who the hell are you?" Ginny said rather quickly.

"I'm…Draco Malfoy, ma'am." Draco said, slurring words pretty quickly.

"Malfoy?" Ginny said as if she had a nightmare.

"How are you feeling, lady?" he said, slowly but still slurring words.

"….Go away, git."

"No." Draco Malfoy said before moving closer to Ginny. He picked Ginny up and walked towards the Slytherin dungeons.

"Put-put me DOWN!" Ginny screamed while squirming.

"N –hic- o" He said, still walking to the dungeons. Since everyone else was at the party, she gave in, as Draco said the password and led her into the Slytherin boys' dorm.

Ever since then, Ginny went through seventh year smoothly, well almost. Due to that event, Ginny Weasley had a daughter, Fiona Molly Malfoy. She wasn't aware that he was the father until her daughter had the trademark silver blonde hair. After that, she knew immediately that Draco was the father. Due to Fiona's birth, she had to quit seventh year since she wanted to be with Fiona. Her parents didn't know about their only daughter's child's father until she told them, after she was born. Her brother's were forced to like her, even if she was a Malfoy. Harry and Hermione had married, right after graduation and Ron had just been engaged with Luna. Lord Voldemort was killed during Harry's fifth year, her forth, Wormtail changing sides and killing him, instantly using his own curse against him. Dumbledore was still running the school smoothly.

One day, about four years later, she got a letter. At the moment the owl dropped it onto the desk, was the exact same moment she looked shocked. The owl dropped it and left. This letter was one she hadn't seen for a while. It had come from Hogwarts. She opened it with some sort of caution.

Dear Ginerva Weasley,

Since I have a short amount of staff, I was wondering if you would like to take the role as the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Of course, you are allowed to bring Fiona with you. We'll set something for you if she comes. The reason why I have chosen you was because you seemed to be the best in your class, despite the early leave.

Please reply soon, your brother's owl should find Hogwarts easily.

Yours,

Albus Dumbledore.

She stared at the letter as if it was her savior or something. She had been looking for a job for a while now, ever since Fiona was born. The problem was that she couldn't apply since she never completed her last year of Hogwarts. She wrote a reply and sent it back, using Pig, Ron's owl, saying that she would teach and that she would be bringing Fiona with her. When she told Fiona (4 years old), she was overly excited, as she had a talent at magic. Even though there was about a month to go, Fiona went and started to pack her stuff. Ginny just stared at her and laughed.

September 1st

Ginny and Fiona boarded the train, getting there early and the first to take a compartment. They sat down and talked about school for a while until the trolley came. When the trolley did come, Fiona ordered some pumpkin pastries and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Ginny didn't bother getting anything, seeing how much Fiona actually got, so she paid for it and she left. She started to munch on a pastry when she heard the compartment door open. She looked at the person, shocked at who opened it.

"Oh, hello…..Weasley." Draco Malfoy said, looking at Ginny.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" she snarled at him.

"Isn't it obvious, Weaslette? I'm a teacher. What are you doing here?" he spat.

"Well, well. Now we have an angry Malfoy, isn't it obvious? I'm also a teacher." She said, sweetly.

"Weasley, you know I'm not angry. It's my normal tone. Who's the kid, by the way?" he said, pointing at Fiona.

"My daughter." She said. She didn't want to say anymore than that.

"Hello, sir. My name is Fiona. Nice to meet you." She said, sweetly with those brown eyes looking at those grey eyes of his. Ginny was thankful that Fiona didn't say her full name.

"Who actually know a Weasley knew manners?" he said, sarcastically.

"Actually, for your information, Malfoy, she isn't a full Weasley. Her last name proves it." She said, instantly shaking her head the moment the sentence came out of her mouth.

"What's her full name, Weasley?" he said while staring at Fiona's hair.

"My last name is Ma-" Fiona said until her mother cut her off by putting her hand over her mouth.

"What's the problem, Weaslette?" he said, referring back to 'Weaslette'

"If I-I told you, M-Malfoy, you would be shocked." She stuttered at first but calmly said.

She sighed. "Are you sure, Weaslette?"

"Most definitely. Now, walk off and with your nose in the air and leave. You're presence is scaring my daughter, prat." She snarled at him as she saw Fiona shaking in fear.

"Fine Weaslette, I'll leave you and your daughter alone. See you later." He said while he left them.

"Mummy? Who was that?" she said, still shaking.

"Hmm? Oh, umm….he's your….father" she said really quietly, shaking on how her daughter would respond.

"Fath-" she said loudly before being cut of by Ginny, since she didn't want Draco to know about Fiona.

"Whisper. I don't want him to know that you are his daughter." She whispered into Fiona's ear.

"Yes, mummy." She said, munching on another pumpkin pastry.

The rest of the train ride was fine, until they had to get off. She got off, trying not to lose Fiona in the crowds. By the time she got to Hogwarts, the first years arrived at the door. She walked towards the Head Table when she saw her table and a small but tall chair, right next to it. Ginny and Fiona walked up to their seats but she had to pick Fiona and place her on the seat since it was tall. She sat down, herself not noticing that she was sitting next to no other than Professor McGonagall. She looked around the place before she heard Dumbledore's booming voice.

"Welcome, new students. Welcome back, old students. Since Professor Snape has retired as Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, I had found a new one. She was once a former student here. Please give a welcome to Professor Weasley and her daughter!"

"Now, since there is nothing to talk about, enjoy the feast!" he shouted, making his wand like a megaphone, projecting his voice about twenty times his quiet voice.

Ginny ate her food in peace, well, until McGonagall kept on asking question that she either would respond with yes or no or she wouldn't say anything at all. She kept on looking at Fiona, muttering a cleaning spell every time Fiona made a mess and would politely tell Fiona not to make a mess next time. Soon, the feast was over and everyone was dismissed. Ginny got Fiona out of her chair, walked to Dumbledore to thank him and walked to her sleeping quarters. She felt the presence of a person that she didn't want to speak to.

"What are you, Malfoy? A stalker?" she spat.

"No, not really, my sleeping quarters are near yours." He said, pretty loudly.

"Shut it, Malfoy. As you can see, my daughter is asleep and I don't want a grumpy Fiona during my lessons tomorrow." He hissed as she power walked to her room. By the time she got there, she was amazed at Dumbledore's job at preparing the room. It was red and gold with two beds. The room came with a kitchen and a bathroom. She quickly placed Fiona in her bed and left to take a shower. After she showered, she changed and went to sleep, wonder what she was going to do for the next day.