A/N -I'm still looking for a beta, however I would like to thank my wonderful husband Mark for trying to beta for me, and he is the one who translated Fleur for me.

After two more days it was safe for Lucius to leave and life returned to normal at Ginny's. A week later Ginny went to her healer just for a check on her recovery. When she arrived there was another lady in the waiting room "Ginny Weasley to see Healer Banks." Ginny told the receptionist when she arrived.

"He's running a bit late Ginny. Just have a seat."

Kyra took off towards the toy area. "Actually, while I'm here I need to make a name change on Kyra's record." Ginny said.The woman pulled out a pad to write the change down. "Her last name needs to read as Malfoy now."

"How do you spell that?"

Ginny smiled, then continued, "M-a-l-f-o-y."

"No problem Ginny."

"Do I have time to run to the rest room?"

"Yes."

"Kyra, come with me for a minute."

"BUT Mummy I'm playing!"

The receptionist smiled, "I'll keep an eye on her. It's no problem."

"Thanks. Kyra, I'll be right back." Kyra nodded after the door closed behind Ginny.

The woman who had been reading a magazine got up and walked over to the desk. "Did I hear right? Did she say Malfoy? As in the Malfoys family of Death Eaters?" The receptionist nodded. "There's no way I would ever let my child have anything to do with that family, never mind bear that name. We all know what the Death Eaters did during the war."

"You're telling me! Half of my family spent the war waiting to be killed" said the receptionist.

The next day Ginny was getting herself and Kyra ready for Ron and Hermione's wedding. Ginny was to be Hermione's maid of honour and Kyra was to be one of the flower girls. It was a very warm summer day, perfect for a wedding. The windows at Ginny's were open to let some of the breeze in. Ginny had some of her favourite music playing. It was Muggle music; Madonna to be exact. Kyra had not been herself since their outing the day before. Ginny hoped it was just nerves. Ginny was finishing with Kyra's hair when Kyra asked "Mummy, what's a Death Eater?"

Ginny's jaw dropped. "Where did you hear that word?" She worried that Lucius may have talked to someone while she was sick.

"Yesterday at the Healer's. The lady said daddy was one. They don't sound like nice people. What is a Death Eater?"

"Well, uh, let's see. Death Eaters. Well, it was kind of like a club of people. Like everywhere else there's good and bad. Yes, in fact your father, Draco and even Uncle Severus where Death Eaters, but none of them have ever done anything to hurt you and they never will. You don't have to worry, okay?"

"But those ladies said... "

"Kyra, your father loves you and I know that no matter what he did or may have done has nothing to do with you. All three, your dad, Uncle Severus, and even Draco love you. Don't listen to what other people say. You have to look at the facts you know and make up your own mind."

"Kay."

Unknown to Ginny, Lucius was standing outside of the house and overheard the whole conversation about Death Eaters. He had arrived just as Kyra asked the question about Death Eaters. He listened so he would know for himself just what Ginny was telling the child without him knowing. Lucius was pleased with how she handled it. She was honest and kept to the facts that the child needed to be concerned with when she could have torn him up. He slowly walked up to the door and knocked on it.

"Come in." Ginny's voice greeted Lucius. As he entered, he saw his daughter. Her strawberry blond hair was piled in curls on the top of her head, she was wearing a soft, cream colored full dress that came down to her mid shin. He was shocked to see how beautiful she looked. He then saw Ginevra; her dress was the sane colour as Kyra's, however only some of her hair was pulled back. Her makeup was flawless. "Lucius, I was not expecting you."

He looked around trying to find the source of the music. Finally, he spoke. "Yes I know I did not plan to stop by –"

"Daddy, how do I look?" Kyra asked as she gave a slow spin to show off all sides.

He looked at her. "I don't think I've ever seen you look more beautiful, Angel." He again looked around the room for where the music was coming from. "Ginevra, what are you listening to?"

Ginny bit her lip, "Don't get upset, but it's Muggle music." She paused, but only for a second. She expected him to react, how ever his face remained neutral. "But to a degree, it's your fault, too."

He eyed her with interest. As he spoke his eyebrow rose," How so?"

"Well, after the whole chamber thing I was not quite myself. That summer we went on holiday to Egypt. While we were there Bill's roommate, a muggle born, liked to listen to this. When I heard it I felt better than I had in a really long time; everyone could see the difference. Bill went out and bought me a discman and this CD. I listen to it when I need to recharge. Can you give me a hand here? Put these flowers in Kyra's hair. I'll be right back."

Ginny stepped out of the room for a minute. Lucius looked at the little white flowers and bewitched them into Kyra's hair. As he did this he thought. When Ginny returned, the music had stopped and she had a handbag with her as well as a gift.

"I stopped by to tell you and Kyra that I was going to be out of town for about a week on business. But in light of your beliefs about me I would like to ask the two of you to come with me." Lucius said.

"Lucius, what on earth are you talking about?" Ginny replied. Kyra sat quietly just watching her parents.

"You seem to believe that I have no use for anything Muggle. I wish to show you a different side. Something most of the wizarding world is not aware of."

She eyed him suspiciously. "I'm sure there are a great many things most of the wizarding world does not know about you."

He sneered as he replied, " There are things even the other members of my club don't know about me or my life. But I want Kyra and you as her mother to know about me. Will you come with me?"

"I don't know Lucius."

"When was the last time you took some time off?"

"A week or so ago."

"You were ill. I mean a holiday. Yes I have work meetings and such. But the house is on the beach and it's a lovely spot. I would be around in the evening to spend time with Kyra. And you could do anything you feel like without worry about her."

She looked a little puzzled. "Lucius, why can you just apparate for your meeting?"

He came closer. "People, like your father, have always believed that most of the money I have made was through dark business. In truth I have made most of it in an unbelievable way." She waited for him to continue. "I have a few very profitable Muggle businesses."

She looked like he could have knocked her over with a feather; she raised an eyebrow. "Muggle businesses?"

"Don't look so shocked. There are more Muggles and there is more money to be made in their world. I am a businessman after all and everything in business is supply and demand. There is a greater demand with them. I am not so arrogant that I can't see that. I don't have to enjoy what I'm doing to profit from it. Now, will you come?"

"Please mummy, can we? I want to see the beach." Kyra said, reminding them that she was still in the room.

Ginny felt as if she was in a parallel universe. "When would we be leaving? How long will we be gone for?" Ginny inquired.

"Tomorrow say around four. One week give or take a day or two."

"That doesn't give me much time but I guess we can. But Lucius, we must get out of here or Ron and Hermione won't be getting married today."

"And that would be such a shame, wouldn't it?" he said sarcastically. He then remembered himself. "I will see you tomorrow." He turned to say goodbye to Kyra. "You have fun today, Princess." As he reached the door he spoke again. "And Ginny, only pack Muggle clothing." He closed the door with a wave of his hand.

Ginny realized she just agreed to go on a holiday with a Death Eater and she did not even know where they were going. She ran to the door after Lucius. "Lucius," He was just about to apparate but stopped. "Where exactly are we going?"

"California. Just outside of the city of L.A."

"Thanks."

One hour later Ginny walked down the aisle at her brother's wedding. She looked at Harry and gave a small smile to him. Thinking about the fact that he still didn't know why she did not want to be with him, few people knew. He was now with Luna and Ginny was happy for both of them. She now only thought of Harry as another brother. However, she never kissed any of her brothers; at least not like that. She watched as Ron and Hermione said their vows. She wondered if she would ever do the same. She then thought of the person who might want to marry her. The poor guy would have to put up not only with Dad, my five remaining brothers, Harry Potter. Severus Snape and now the publicly known Lucius Malfoy, father of my child. Oh God, I'll be single for the rest of my life! She moved towards Harry to walk back down the aisle. After pictures were taken, Ginny noticed Kyra was playing with the other children. She made her way over to George. "How's my favourite boss?"

"Hey you looked beautiful. All better?"

"Yes, But I'm going to take off for a week or so. Just some R&R."

"Oh really? Are you leaving Kyra with Mum and Dad then? Is there someone we don't know about?"

She sighed, "I wish. No. We, Kyra and I, are going with Lucius to L.A.in the U.S.A. We leave tomorrow afternoon."

"Ginny." Harry walked up and George said to him, "Ginny's taking Kyra and going on holiday with Lucius Malfoy."

"Ginny, you can't he's-"Harry started.

"We all know who and what he is. We've all been through this before. Once when I told you about Kyra, and again when he entered her life. Lucius has been respectful of my wishes as far as Kyra goes. And if he was going to hurt me or her he could have done it while I was sick. Instead he cared for me and Kyra, seeing to all of our needs and never did anything. Now today is about Ron and Hermione. Please just drop it. If it will make everyone feel better I'll call you, George, every day. But drop it now." She walked away. Fleur's father asked her for a dance. She was grateful for that. Ginny had the sane conversation three more times that evening. She was just happy that Ron and Hermione did not hear about her plans. She did not want to ruin their day.

Ginny was sitting at a table by herself when Fleur came over, "Ginny, you can't be mad at all of zem. Zey are jus' worried about you. I mean Lucius eez a powerful man, and zey don't want to see you get 'urt. Since 'e showed up 'ave you even gone on a date?"

Ginny looked at her sister in law and gave a little sigh. "No, but in my own defence would you want to go out with me?"

"Ginny, you are a beautiful, smart young woman. Why would you say somezing like that?", Fleur asked.

"I was thinking while Ron and Hermione were saying their vows that between Dad and the boys, which includes Harry and now Lucius, who will be around for a very long time... well I don't think there are too many guys out there that might even want to try dating me." Ginny said, feeling sorry for herself.

"Well yes eet could seem quite intimidating, but I don't tink you would want someone who could not face all of zat. Really, would you want a guy who always took off when Lucius showed up? Or who sat in total awe of 'Arry? No, you need someone who does not scare easily. And maybe doesn't tink of Harry as ze second coming." Fleur laughed. "You need to date Lucius."

Ginny was watching her family as the different members danced, talked and celebrated Ron finally coming to his senses about Hermione, then looked back at Fleur in shock. "Fleur! He's almost as old as Dad. And-"

"Ze lady she protest too much. Tink about it. 'E's good looking, very well off. Okay, he's fity rich, and at least 'e's not Draco. I thnk is either him or a muggle. Oh Ginny I'm only teasing! But if someting did ever happen zat way, as long as you were 'appy, I would be zere for you, you know zat, yes?"

Ginny looked at her. "Fleur, I'm not going to tell the rest of the family about this conversation for fear they might kill you and I would hate to see Victorie grow up without a mother."