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: Until I say otherwise, this story is no longer in Alternate Chapters because there is no point at this stage of the story. They will return in the future but for now I may write Harry and Ginny's view in one chapter and then Draco's in another. Also, I'm not very well whilst writing this chapter but I'm bored and haven't updated recently so it must be done but I apologize if this chapter doesn't make a lot of sense. One more also, I'm currently on summer holidays! WOO! So hopefully I'll be updating more now!
Also, it has taken me longer to update AGAIN because my computer deleted this chapter AS WELL so I had to re-write it…trés annoying!

Chapter Seven: Evil in the Light

Draco paced up and down outside what appeared to be a dungeon. It reminded him greatly of his Hogwarts day but this place held wonderful memories for Draco.
This was the place where Ginny had told him that she loved him. The place Draco had proposed to Ginny. The place she said yes. The place she told him she was expecting his twins.
It was their place.

But now it was full of heartbreak.

She had left him and taken his children with her.---Draco walked up the stone steps, his footsteps echoing in the surrounding stone walls. He felt lost and alone without Ginny but he knew he deserved it.
He walked into the empty bedroom and cried himself to sleep, the first proper sleep he had had since Ginny's departure. ---
A voice he would rather not hear roused Draco after a mere 2 hours unbroken sleep. It was Pansy Parkinson.
Draco groaned deeply before getting up to welcome the unwelcome.

The more Draco talked to Pansy, the less he missed Ginny. The more Draco talked to Pansy, the more he wanted to kiss her. He hated himself for it, but he couldn't help it. He wasn't taking in what she was saying, he was looking at her. Ginny never knew about the affair that went on when he was at work but it was still there and the love Draco had for Pansy burned strong in his shattered heart. Even if it meant giving up his kids, he would rather be with Pansy than Ginny.

He called in Oodles, the house elf, and ordered a large bottle of expensive wine and two glasses.

Several drinks and even more hours later, Draco awoke, Pansy's long glossy hair tickling his nose. He was shocked at the scene before him. Various articles of clothes littered the normally clean room and the girl next to him was not his wife or the mother of his children.

Then it all came back.

When Pansy awoke, she was all over Draco like a rash.

As the pair sat in dressing gowns in the garden, part of Draco was full of regret. Ginny had run away from him and he should be fighting to get her back to him, not abusing the time she was away by having fun with someone else. He quickly arose and hurried into the house. He dressed and began collecting Pansy's clothes, unaware she was standing in the doorway. She padded over to him and began rubbing his shoulders. He shrugged her off and she huffed.

"Get dressed." Draco ordered as he directed her to the bathroom. She pouted at Draco but he shook his head and continued ushering into the bathroom. Whilst she was in there, he made the bed and cast a few cleaning spells to get rid of the various make up stains that now hid the pattern on Ginny's pillowcase.

As Pansy stepped out of the bathroom, she was in very different clothes than earlier. Her long white skirt and cream top had been replaced by a stunning black dress that stopped just above her knees. It had a large slit up one side and had a very complicated design on the front. She drooled over Draco as he led her to the fireplace.

"Go home Pansy." He said flatly. Pansy placed one hand on hr hip and looked at Draco. Draco raised one eyebrow and Pansy tried to kiss him but he abruptly pushed her away. She huffed again and stepped into the fireplace.

"You've already lost one girl Draco. Don't make it two." She said before tearing off in a flash of green light. ---
After the large group awoke and dressed, they began preparing for their day at Bournemouth.

"May I recommend that you wear glamour charms? You know, just in case?" Harry asked tentatively to the two adults in front of him. Ginny looked at Harry.

"I don't think they'll need to. Think about it. So what if he sees them? He won't know who we are." Ginny reasoned. Harry nodded apologetically. Ron placed a comforting on Harry's shoulder and they were all quiet. The only noise that came was the dripping of Hermione's tears as they landed on the hard stone floor. They stood in a large circle, arms entwined, tears falling.

Draco began to cry again, before shaking vigorously. He didn't need Pansy. Or Ginny. Or his children.

"Yes I do." He whispered.

After several minutes, the scene at the Burrow was the complete opposite to what was there 10 minutes ago. The organised chaos that run the Weasley's was in full swing and the children loved it. Alyssa was seated in her pushchair by the back door, happily playing 'pat-a-cake' with Alicia and Fred's oldest daughter, 9 year old Amanda, whilst her younger sister, 4 year old Helen, was watching with fascination, Katie, George's heavily pregnant wife, try and squeeze by everyone in a hope for get some cucumber and ice cream.

"James have you seen the twins?" Claire called over the noise, whilst stood at the bottom of the stairs. James waked past and passed one twin to Claire which involved a detour over several pairs of shoulders. The child squealed in delight as he or she reached his mothers arms and James went on a frantic search for the other, soon finding him or her up to it's knees in cornflakes and chocolate coated thickly around it's lips. James cast a quick cleaning spell and scooped the twin up, cleaning it up also, revealing it as Erin. James chuckled as he called out that he had found her so they could all be off.

Several moments later, Hermione and Claire were slightly ahead, deep in conversation about a new brand of make up and Ron and James were trudging along behind, James pushing a double buggy with two bright eyed toddlers playing some kind of guessing games (which involved both twins emitting deafening squeals from time to time) and Ron with a slightly sleepy one-year-old perched high on his shoulders. After reaching the very edge of the field, everyone held onto the buggy and they apparated (which involved even more deafening squeals).

As soon as the squeals stopped, they were at Bournemouth Beach and they had it all to themselves.

Draco began to search in his wardrobe for his long black coat. He found it and pulled, snapping a coat hanger in the process. He growled in anger and tugged at his scarf that was hanging meekly at the neck of the coat. Slipping the ensemble on, he prepared to apparate.

"Bournemouth Beach." He said to himself, clamping his eyes shut. "I want to go to Bournemouth Beach."

A/N sorry about the shortness...I just badly wanted to bug Iaveina about her deep sense of Cliffhangers but no fear! I will start updating instantly!