January 13th 2008

Pansy absently petted Aggie as Blaise played with Scorpius in the next room. "It's good to see you, Draco," Pansy commented as Aggie rubbed his head against her leg.

"Good to see you too," Draco commented, as a house elf put a cup of coffee in front of her. She took it with a nod.

"Glad to see you haven't killed you kid yet."

Draco gave a quick grin. "Well, not for lack of trying."

"You don't mean that," Pansy drawled.

"You would think that if you were around for bath time."

Pansy smiled at him then transferred her smile to where her husband played with her god son. "When are you going to find him a new mother?"

"When are you going to have some brats of your own?" Draco returned.

"Touche. Blaise and I were actually talking about me going off the potions."

Draco blinked. His comment had been meant as a joke. Not that he didn't think Pansy wouldn't make a lovely mother. He was pretty sure she would.

"Oh...wow, really? What did you two decide?"

Pansy sighed. "I think we might be ready. Blaise has a good position at the Ministry and my work at the museum is only part time. So..."

"So," Draco concluded. They both looked out at Blaise and Scorpius, thinking different things. Blaise would make a wonderful father of course. Draco wasn't thinking so much about that, but rather that any child they had would change his friends.

January 19th

Ginny sipped the glass of wine before holding it out for yet another toast. Bill and Fleur had eyes only for each other and didn't seem to notice that Fred and George were encouraging toasts or that Charlie, the family light weight was getting more than a little buzzed.

Ginny's mind wasn't on her brother's anniversary party but rather on the new set of commissions. Of the seven children's book she had illustrated last fall, one of them had gone on to wide spread success and Ginny had been asked to illustrate the sequel that was planned.

It was easy enough, she figured. Still, she kept thinking about it. Her commission from Artaz was finished and he had invited her to the grand unveiling at his Valentines Day Party. Ginny was still on the fence about whether she wanted to go. On the one hand, as Hermione reminded her, she needed to get out of the house now so she would have some friends when the kids went to school.

She looked up as Hermione and Ron moved towards her. Ron was looking annoyed and Hermione was looking anxious but trying to hide it under a smile.

"Hi, Mione..." Ginny began, wary of the look on Hermione's face.

"Ginny, we don't want to alarm you, but you should know that there's someone here..."

Hermione's tone clued Ginny in immediately. "Harry? Harry's here?"

Hermione winced. "Yes. You know we didn't invite him. He probably..."

"Knew the date from last year and knows Bill and Fleur always have their anniversary parties here. Simple deduction," Ginny sighed. She had been afraid that something like this would happen at one of the family gatherings. So far this was the first time that Harry had actually come. Not that she was complaining.

Ginny sighed. "I'll handle it."

She set her wine glass on the nearest stationary surface and started through the crowd, her pale blue cotton dress clinging indecently to a figure it no longer fitted. The dress had been from before her children and now her hips and bosom was a little too big for the halter dress.

Still, she strutted across the room in the too small dress. It wasn't hard to find Harry. In a sea of red and blonde hair, his black hair stuck out like a sore thumb.

She wasn't surprised to see a brown haired young woman beside him. Morgan. Ginny resisted the urge to snarl and faced her ex husband with a deliberately neutral face.

His bright green eyes flashed in shock. "Oh, hi, Ginny. I didn't expect you here."

"Andromeda's taking care of the kids," she said, avoiding the question he hadn't asked. "What are you doing here?" she demanded.

"They're my friends too, Ginny."

"They're my family, Harry. Did you get an invitation?"

"No, he didn't," Bill said, coming over, his blue eyes stormy.

Ginny turned back to her ex. "Harry, I'm going to have to ask you not to come to any of my family gatherings without an invitation. Someone might do something they regret."

She could practically feel the malevolent glares of her siblings, the twins in particular, emanating behind her.

Harry looked around then gave a brief nod. "Okay, Ginny."

That night, Ginny cried herself to sleep.

January 27th

"So...Goosebumps or Myth-o-Mania?" Draco asked. Scorpius looked up at him then back at the shelves of books.

"I'll just leave you to peruse them, then shall I?" Draco said and walked over to the rest of the books. As he went, a display caught his eye.

It was for the sequel to a kids book he had heard about but never picked up himself. The book had looked interesting and now they were advertising that the next one was coming out. Draco had been hearing about it for a while but last he had heard, they hadn't decided on the artist. Based on the large picture of the next cover, they had managed to get the same artist.

There was something familiar about the art, now that Draco thought about it. He studied it for a moment then picked up the book on display and flipped it open.

Illustrated by Ginny Weasley.

"Son of a bitch," he muttered.

"What does that mean, dad?"

Draco started and looked down at his son. Had his kid just heard him swear?

Then he noticed that Scorpius was pointing to a book title. The Penultimate Peril by Lemony Snicket. He sighed with relief and explained it to his son as they went to pick out the first book in the series.

February 1st

Ginny made a face at the invitation. It was the third one that Artaz had sent her. She had already told him she would be going to the stupid party in a couple weeks. She had already confirmed it with Andromeda, even though the kids would be with their father next week.

Andromeda looked up as Ginny entered the kitchen. Lily was giggling like a maniac as she sat on the kitchen counter, banging a pair of pot lids together. James was beating on a upside down pot with a wooden spoon and howling like a wounded beast while Albus shook a box of pasta.

Ginny put a hand over her mouth to hide a smile. Her kids saw her and cheered loudly before James demanded that they do an encore for their mom.

She took a seat at the table and gestured them on.

February 9th

"I'm not coming to your fucking party," Draco growled into the phone.

Scorpius made faces at him from the other side of the sound shield Pansy had put up. Blaise was alternating between making faces with Scorpius and casting loving looks at his now pregnant wife. Pansy, now two weeks pregnant, smiled at her husband and god son.

Draco forced a smile at his son.

On the other end of the phone Artaz was trying his hand at wheedling.

"Draco, I'm only asking you because I want you to meet the woman I plan to marry."

Draco sighed then made a face at his son. "Artaz, you plan to marry every girl you lay your eyes on."

Draco hung up the phone but even as he played with his son, he couldn't help but hope Artaz wasn't talking about Ginny. By the end of an hour, he had convinced himself to swing by the party for a few minutes.

February 14th

The murals glittered in the candle light. Every pair of eyes had scanned them at least once. Whispers about them circulated the room. Ginny eyed them with an appreciative eye. Even in the pale candle light, she could tell she had done justice to the room.

Ginny smoothed out her black jeans and slid out of her black jean jacket, revealing the black tee shirt she was wearing with the skull and crossbones on it. Hermione had given her the outfit as a present. When the older woman had found out that Ginny was going to Artaz's party, she had insisted on getting Ginny the kind of outfit that no one would take notice of.

Sure enough, eyes slid over her as if she wasn't even there. Except for a pair of steely grey eyes.

Draco Malfoy crossed the room and stood before her, smiling slightly. "Interesting choice of clothing."

Ginny looked him up and down appreciatively. He was wearing black slacks and a black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and bright red suspenders. He looked sexy.

She touched the red suspenders. "I could say the same of you. Why red?"

"Thought I'd get into the holiday spirit."

She smiled. "I didn't know you came to Artaz's parties."

"I try not to. I'd ask suggest you avoid them in the future."

Ginny smirked. "So why don't you avoid them?"

"Because Artaz needs to be taken down a notch. Constantly."

"And showing up here does that?"

"No, but keeping him from thinking he's the best person ever."

"Not talking about me, are you?"

Ginny turned from Draco to see Artaz approaching them.

"Of course not," Draco drawled in that insolent tone Ginny loved so well.

"So, I see you've met my future wife," Artaz returned.

"Excuse me?" Ginny snapped, looking at him.

He looked at her with surprise. "Ginny, I thought you knew. Oh, girl. It's only a matter of time."

Ginny stared at him. "Artaz, I dislike you. Intensely."

She turned to leave then spun back and slammed her elbow into his eye. "And don't call me girl."

Draco watched with quiet amusement as Artaz crumpled. Astoria scurried over to him. Draco looked away and darted over to catch Ginny. "Nice move, Red."

Her smile was tight and he let her go quickly. "Thanks, Silver."

Draco felt his breath catch. No one had called him Silver in years. Not since seventh year and the Room of Requirement...

February 21st

Ginny groaned and incinerated the letter.

"Something wrong, dear?" Andromeda asked, poking her head into the hall.

Ginny shook her head with a smile and wiped the ashes from her jeans as the door bell rang.

"Can you get that, dear?" Molly called from the kitchen where she was helping Andromeda. Molly and Andromeda had hit it off right away and they spent much of their time together discussing single men for Ginny. They seemed to think that a year was more than enough time to get over her ex husband.

Except for the incident at Bill and Fleur's anniversary party, Ginny actually had been pretty good. She still wasn't sure she was ready to date.

"Sure thing, Mum," Ginny called back, walking down the hall to open the door.

Scorpius Malfoy darted past his father's legs and threw himself around Ginny's. She chuckled and returned the affection before looking up at the father in question. He grinned at her around a large box.

"Want some help with that?" She asked.

He shook his head. "Just show me where to set it up."

"Set what up?" she asked blankly.

"Oh, how wonderful!" Andromeda gushed, scooping her grand nephew up into her arms. "Draco, darling, so glad you could get it here so soon."

"Get what here?" Ginny demanded.

"Why, your new computer," Molly answered, coming into the hall as well. She beamed happily at Draco. "Just take it into the study," she said, leading the way.

"Mum! You can't just buy me a new computer!" Ginny protested, following them.

"Of course we can," Andromeda argued. "You need it for all those commissions of yours."

Ginny continued to protest as Draco set up the computer and Cast the proper spell on the computer's modem.

"There you go, Red," he grinned at her.

Ginny scowled at him.

"Shall I show you how to get on?"

Ginny opened her mouth to say she already knew but there was something in Draco's eyes that made her hesitate. Molly and Andromeda sang some excuse and left with Scorpius.

Draco pulled a chair up and started the computer.

"Been burning something, have you, Red?"

She started and looked down. Sure enough there was still a little ash on her jeans.

"Just some letters from Artaz. He keeps trying to get me to come over."

"Be careful with him, Red. He may be an asshole, but he's a powerful asshole."

"I'll keep that in mind," she muttered.

"I could help you, you know."

She looked at him, sixth year fluttering through her head. "I don't think I need that kind of help," she returned.

He grabbed her hand as she started away. "Ginny...I never went further than I thought you were comfortable with."

"Ever thought that might have been the problem, Silver?" she whispered. "Ever think I may have wanted you to go all the way?"

(A/N: Ha! Caught you! Bet you thought I was going to actually give you guys a flash back, didn't you? Not this time. So...Who thinks Ginny and Draco should team up and give Artaz hell? Raise your hands! (giggles) Okay, any way, I promise more preggers Pansy to come. I still have nine more years for this fic! Not to mention the sequel (Which I promise will be mostly RW/SM)