"Malfoy! What are you doing in Harry's house?!" she hissed, drawing her wand. The portrait in the hall woke up and began screaming loudly.

Ignoring the screaming portrait, Draco drew his wand with his left hand and placed it sideways on the open palm of his right hand, bowing slightly and extending it to her.

Charlie flicked his wand, closing the curtain covering the portrait as Ginny snatched Draco's wand in her own left hand and started to hex him. Charlie's hand closed over hers. "Gin…look…" he said, nodding toward Draco.

A bit of lace and a small pair of feet peeked out from under Draco's robes, as if another person was in them as well. Draco lifted his arm, brushing aside his robes to show a petite, blond girl clinging to his leg. "Mr. Weasley, Miss Weasley, I'd like to introduce you to Miss Liliana Malfoy," he said formally, lifting his nightgown clad sister into his arms. Lily wrapped her legs around his waist and rested her head on her brother's shoulder, looking at the two visitors with big grey eyes.

"Are you the girl that Harry loves?" Lily asked Ginny.

Ginny had opened and closed her mouth a few times at the sight of Draco holding the girl, but stopped when she spoke. "Yes," she managed to whisper. "Where is he?"

"Upstairs," Lily answered, her head still resting on her brother's shoulder. "He said that he'd read to me and then yelled for us to get out. Draco said that you could make Harry feel better…"

"Which room?" Ginny asked Draco with a sigh.

"Sirius' old room," he replied. "It's only the four of us and Harry in the house. Mother and Father thought it best to leave for the night, but Lily insisted on staying with me."

Ginny nodded and brushed past him, heading up the stairs.

"Leave the door open, Gin," Charlie called after her.

She stopped and looked back at him. "You sound like Mum!"

"Ron told me about the last time you and Harry were alone together. Leave the door open or I can come up there with you."

"Brothers!" she spat, before continuing up the stairs to find Harry. She knocked softly on the door to the room that had once belonged to Sirius.

"Go away!" Harry called from inside.

She sighed softly. "Harry…it's me. Can I come in? Please."

There was a moment of silence before Harry responded, opening the door and pulling Ginny into his arms. "I don't know how you knew to come, but I'm glad you did…" he whispered.

Ginny led him into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. "Lily sent me a note."

"Lily sent…" Harry sat beside her and raked his fingers through his hair. "Ginny there is something I need to tell you…I'm not even sure if I really believe it myself, but it does make sense. But then it doesn't. I only found out after the Battle …"

Ginny gently took his hands in hers. "Tell me, Harry," she said softly.

Harry sighed deeply and looked down at their hands. "When…when I talked to Snape in the Shrieking Shack, just before he died…he told me to talk to Lucius Malfoy when it was all over. And to trust Lucius the way that I had never trusted him. Dumbledore trusted Snape and I should have too. If I had trusted him then maybe Sirius wouldn't be…so after it was all over, I talked to Lucius just like Snape wanted. Lucius showed me some memories…"

"Memories of what?" she prompted gently.

It took him a moment before he could answer. "Memories of my…parents giving me to James Potter just moments after his son died the same day he was born. Of my…parents trying to protect me and failing. Of my…father telling my…twin to do whatever it took to keep me close, by either becoming my friend or making trouble for me. Though he wasn't told that I was his twin until last summer. Merlin, Gin, it's all so ridiculous, but I have this ghastly feeling that it's all true. I've dreamed of having a family, so many times, but never with them…"

Not trusting herself to speak just yet, Ginny pulled Harry into a hug, letting him rest his head against her shoulder as she ran her fingers through his hair. It was longer than he normally wore it, thanks to his months on the run, but she liked it this way.

"I always thought that I'd be a part of your family, not theirs. And now…I don't want to be torn between two families. I don't want to be forced to choose…"

It was all so confusing, Ginny thought. The Malfoys actually giving a son, to James and Lily Potter no less, just didn't make sense. Unless they thought they were protecting that son. That part made sense. It was no wonder that Harry was so upset and confused. To be told that everything you had ever known wasn't true…poor Harry. Ginny kissed the top of his head.

The Weasleys had unofficially claimed Harry all those years ago when Ron and the twins had used the flying car to rescue him. They had even sat with the other families during the third task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. If Dumbledore would have allowed it, they would have made Harry a permanent part of the family. Though Ginny supposed now that it was a good thing that it had never happened, because she intended to marry him one day. She knew that Harry had felt the same way…at least before he had been forced to go on the run. Perhaps this was how Harry was intended to become part of the Weasley family all along.

She still wasn't too sure about the Malfoys being Harry's true family, but they obviously cared about him. According to Draco they had been staying here with him, and they hadn't left him truly alone even though he had told them to leave. Had that been concern she had seen in Draco's eyes? The little girl was obviously worried about Harry as well.

"You won't have to choose, Harry," she whispered. "We'll be with you no matter what happens or who your family is. We love you for who you are, not because of your name or your family or what you've done."

Harry breathed a huge sigh of relief, still clinging to her. "I love you, Gin. So much."

"I know, Harry. I love you too."