A/N: Just a fair warning, this chapter is kinda bipolar. It doesn't know if it wants to be a happy chapter or a sad one. So just be prepared for an emotional roller-coaster. (Don't worry, everything ends up okay in the end :D)

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, it'd be a constant slash fest. (Yes Harry, I've been talking to Ginny too)

No Forgiveness Necessary

Harry was surprised when he woke up without a hangover. After all the drinking he'd done last night, he was surprised he could even move. Last night. Like rushing water the memories of what had happened flooded back to him. He had kissed Draco. What was strange was, he didn't regret it.

"Well look who decided to join the living." Ginny said as she entered the sitting room. "What happened to you last night? You weren't at the pub this morning and no one had seen you leave."

"I apparated and then I passed out." Harry was shocked at how easily he could remember everything.

"You apparated? You're lucky to have not splinched yourself. But why'd you leave? Did something happen?"

Harry couldn't decide whether to tell his wife the truth or not. On one hand, the kiss meant nothing and he didn't want to make a big deal out of it. On the other hand, Astoria and Ginny were becoming close. If Draco told Astoria, she may bring it up to Ginny. He rather she hear it from him.

"Yeah actually." Harry sat up and motioned to Ginny to sit next to him on the couch. "I kissed Draco. But don't get mad it meant nothing." Ginny didn't reply right away, never a good sign. After a shark intake of breath, she spoke; or yelled rather:

"HARRY JAMES POTTER HOW DARE YOU KISS A BOY AND NOT LET ME WATCH! I WOULD'VE WANTED TO SEE THAT!"

"Really? Well next time I'll make sure I video tape the whole thing, will that make you happy?"

"Yes." Ginny replied and then kissed him on the cheek. "Let's make a deal. If you ever kiss a boy again, I get to watch. And you can watch if I kiss a girl. That way it won't be cheating. Deal?"

"Deal. But I'm never kissing a boy again. Have you ever kissed a girl?"

"Only once and you were there." Harry turned a bit red, he remembered that night well. The memory didn't seem to faze Ginny though.

"So, I take it I'm forgiven?" Harry asked.

"No forgiveness necessary." Ginny smiled. Harry leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Ginny returned the kiss and allowed a small moan to escape her lips. "You know, I never did give you your birthday sex."

"No you didn't. Oh well. I'll just collect double to make up for it."

"Works for me."Said Ginny after magicking her clothes off. She was always up for a good birthday shag. After all, who wouldn't be?


"Please be negative. Please be negative. Please oh please oh-" Ginny looked at the test. It glowed green. "Damn."

Harry was in the kitchen eating dinner. They had slept though breakfast and shagged through lunch, so they opted for a huge dinner. One that Ginny threw up. It was then that she realized that she was late. She was never late. Lucky for her she had a test in her purse. She had been planning on using it to prank George and Angelina, but given the circumstances, she took it herself. "Harry get in here!" She yelled from the bathroom.

"Why? What's wrong?" He yelled in reply.

"I'm pregnant." She yelled back.

"Coming." Harry ran into the bathroom. "Are you sure?" Ginny pointed to the stick.

"Yep. Unless life is playing a cruel trick on me."

"Are you unhappy about it?" Harry asked, failing to hide the fact that he was overjoyed.

"No. Not really. I'm a Weasley. I'm just surprised that's all." Ginny threw the test away. "Surprise over. I'm gonna have a baby, I'm gonna have a baby!" Ginny danced around singing. Harry swooped her up into his arms and kissed her, unable to contain his joy. He was going to be a father. Best birthday gift ever.


He didn't know where he was going or where he would end up, he just kept walking. He couldn't go back now, not after the way things had turned out. He would always be the son of a death eater, or the son of a madman depending on whose point of view you were looking at it from. It didn't seem to matter that he and his mother had both saved the chosen one's life. That detail everyone could forget.

He had no idea where he was, but he knew he was among muggles. Their lack of judgmental stares gave it away. In fact, no one was looking at him at all. He was use to being feared, adored, or hated; but never ignored. He liked blending in. He felt like he was looking through the world with new eyes. Like he could be whatever and whoever he wanted to be; no one here knew him. He should have known it was too good to be true; only five minutes after leaving the wizarding world, someone had recognized him.

"Draco Malfoy?" He turned to face a short girl with flowing brown hair who was around the same age as him. She looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her. "I'm Astoria, Astoria Greengrass. We went to school together. I'm Daphne's little sister."

"Oh right." He knew that they had met before; he didn't remember her being so beautiful though. "What are you doing way out here?"

"The same thing you are I take it." She gestured toward the bag on her shoulder. "Running away?"

"Yeah pretty much." Draco knew he was being rude just staring at her like he was, but he couldn't look away from her eyes. They were green as the grass in the summer.

"Well, if you don't have anything better to do, why don't we run away together?" Astoria broke into a smile; a gorgeous, perfect smile. Her smile jerked an emotion in him that he had never before experienced.

"Let's see. I don't know you and you don't know me, so, why not?" Within five minutes he was already falling for her. He shouldn't be surprised, when Malfoy's fell they fell hard and fast. The world around him started to blur and the next thing he knew he was one long year older standing in front of an old abandoned farm house.

"It's perfect!" Astoria was next to him, giggling and holding his hand. "It just needs some work."

"I don't know." Draco was okay with handy work, but he wasn't sure that he could take on a project this big.

"Oh come on. It's nothing a good reparo spell couldn't fix. I remember you were good at those in school."

"A Spell?" He hadn't done magic in over a year, he wasn't sure he could anymore. "No, we'll do it by hand."

"But Draco that could take years." Astoria was right, but Draco just couldn't use magic. Not after all the problems it had caused, not after all this time. One day he would give Astoria the house that she deserved, but not now. He didn't know how. A cold wind blew and they huddled together to keep warm like they had done so many times before.

As they huddled, he started to feel her slip away. He reached for her but she wasn't there. The tiny old farm house disappeared from around him. The world grew dark and all he could see was a small mirror in front of him. But it wasn't his reflection he saw before him, it was his fathers. He screamed but nothing came out. He felt walls crashing in on all sides and began to suffocate. Everything got smaller and small until he could no longer breathe and he found himself falling down a narrow tube. Falling and falling and falling….

Draco Malfoy awoke with a start, sweating profusely in his bed.


He would have to eventually. He was a wizard for Merlin's sake. He closed his eyes and thought about all the things he'd loved about magic. He used to love fixing things: the reparo spell was his specialty. The wood of his wand felt foreign in his hand. I had been so long.

"Come on Draco quit being a pussy." He whispered to himself. He looked through the hole in the wall at his sleeping wife. She hated that wall. If he never did anything else with magic as long as he lives, he'd have to fix that wall.

"Reparo." He whispered. Nothing happened.

"Reparo." He said a bit louder. Still, nothing happened.

"Reparo!" He yelled it this time. A familiar jolt went through his wand and the wall began to fix itself. The noise woke up Astoria, but he didn't care. "Fuck yeah! I used magic mother fuckers!"

"What's going on?" Astoria yelled from the room.

"I fixed the fucking wall! Oh yeah, I'm bad ass!"

"Oh my goodness! You used magic?" She asked, coming out into the living room.

"Yes I did. And nothing happened. You, know that I didn't want to happen. Look at it." He said pointing to the wall. "Isn't it beautiful? I am the shit."

"Conceded much?"

"Regret nothing babe." Draco picked up Astoria and spun her around, setting her down with a kiss. "I feel like a man again. Tomorrow I'm gonna fix the rest of the house."

"Why not tonight?" Astoria asked, quite pleased at how happy her husband was.

"Because I'm busy tonight."

"Oh? Doing what?"

"You." Draco had his confidence back. Slowly but surely, he was healing. He was almost a person again. They both were. Would they grow apart? Never. If anything, they were growing closer. Closer to being done with running away; and from the sounds of it, pretty close to a climax too.

A/N: See? Roller-Coaster. But I promised it would end happy and it did :D If you liked this chapter or have any helpful critiques or comments, please feel free to review. Thanks to everyone who has been favoriting and reviewing this story. I love ya'll like a dog loves fetch. The next chapter will be up next weekend and includes a bit of a plot twist, so stay tuned for that!