Sorry I haven't posted anything in a long time but I've been so busy! I want to start a new one and here is the prologue but I'm still not really sure how I'm going to continue. Please PM me for ideas! (:

True Love

typicalgurl1

Ginny Weasley tapped her foot against the ground impatiently. She was distracted and irritated, with reason. For Merlin's sake, isn't he supposed to be punctual? He usually was. And it was just her luck that the Muggle Square was at its busiest time of the day, and people were bustling about, shouting out things at the top of their lungs and running along. Additionally, it was bright daylight and it was hot as hell.

Her frustration dissipated when she glanced at the young boy standing at her side. He was fascinated by the amount of people in the area and was watching them with awe. He ran his hands through his hair absent-mindedly, reminding her of someone she did not want to remember. He tugged on her leg – as he only met her up at her thighs, and she smiled at him. He then shone his brown eyes at her with a questioning look.

"He'll be here soon," said she as she glanced at her watch doubtfully. The boy nodded slowly and continued demonstrating his awe. As she watched him closely, she saw him lift his hand up to point at someone in the crowd. She looked up and saw him.

He looked pretty much the same as last time she saw him. Same blonde hair, same grey eyes, same hidden look. Then again, she met up with him every few weeks. Yet the only thing that had changed over all these years would be his way of dressing. He now bore a pair of Muggle jeans and some dark navy polo shirt. There was a time where he was not so well informed about Muggle attire.

He rushed over to the pair and picked the boy up with one movement, swinging him up into the air. "Good lord, Jamie, you've grown again!" He placed him down onto the ground, back on his feet and the child grinned. "How old are you now? Two? Two and a half?" The man teased, using his hand to ruffle the boy's hair.

"I'm five!" The boy replied indignantly, crossing his arms over his chest but a smile lay on his lips. "You should remember that, Daddy!" Ginny grimaced at the word the boy called the man. Jamie was so loving that although he did not meet up with his father regularly, he still called him 'Daddy'. A name that this man did not deserve.

The man saw Ginny grimace and met her slightly hostile eyes. She struggled out a smile then reached out to give him a friendly hug. As his ear passed her mouth she said quietly: "You're late." He whispered back into her's: "You just had to choose a Muggle place." She took a step back and looked at him.

"You agreed." He nodded, as it was true. He did agree to come here to meet. But he did not expect it to be so hard to find, nor did he understand why she chose this place anyway. They had nothing to hide.

"What are we going to do, Daddy?" Jamie smiled up expectantly at his father, wanting to know the plans for the weekend. It was their ritual, his father told him. Every two months they would meet up for a weekend and go on their special trips. His father always brought him to the most amazing places.

"You'll have to see, Jamie," his father told him mysteriously and he picked up the small duffel bag that lay on the ground next to Ginny. It had stickers stuck all over it and was obviously Jamie's.

"Ginny," he nodded his farewell. "See you on Monday," he confirmed with Ginny. The boy waved at Ginny and then his father placed his hand on the boy's shoulder so that they could leave.

Ginny stared at the figures that disappeared into the crowd. Father and son. Alike in so many ways and different in so many others.

"Goodbye Draco," she muttered.

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