a/n: thank you for the wonderful reviews. I hope you like this chapter, and I'm glad the end of the other chapter had some of you laughing. Also, soon, I think I'm writing a new story with Ginny .

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

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Change

Teddy was obviously oblivious as to who this man standing in front of him was. As far as Andromeda was concerned, Teddy had better believed this was an elf in front of him. Andromeda's cold eyes burned into his shocked and fearful ones.

"Andro_" he began softly, but was harshly cut off.

"I don't believe we're on a firs name basis," she said as coldly as she could muster, and to Lucius, just like his wife, "Malfoy."

At a loss of words, Lucius sighed and sat on the other side of the room, ignoring the now fearful glances of those around him.

Andromeda stared at Lucius, knowing, that for some reason, he was somewhat fearful of her gaze and was less likely to look up. His hair, from what Andromeda could tell, had lost its glossy tint and thinned tremendously, and his body seemed to do the same.

Hadn't Narcissa been feeding him?

She also noticed the usual dark clothes, yet, loosely wrapped around his figure. The dark gray polo looked as if it could engulf him completely, as well as he dark pants. His cane was lying lazily on the floor, and his stare, his blank stare was directed towards the floor at his shoes. His eyes were ringed in steadily forming dark circles.

He looked horrible.

Suddenly, a wave a guilt flooded and pity flooded Andromeda. Sure, she didn't exactly like the git, but, ever since the end of the war, he'd changed considerably. "Why does the elf look so sad?" Teddy asked loudly, causing a few muffled laughs from those around them. Lucius heard this and continued to stare at the ground, attempting to ignore it the best he could.

"Teddy, don't say such things out loud," Andromeda whispered. "Oh, sorry Andy," Teddy replied, and said a bit quitter, "but why is the elf so sad?" And the curiosity overwhelmed Andromeda like water filling her lungs as if she were drowning; she just couldn't shake it off.

"Well," she said, her voice mischievous and deceptive, "why don't you go and see?" Teddy's eyes sparkled with excitement and determination, "Really?" he asked, completely awe struck. With a wide smile, Andromeda nodded and beckoned Teddy to go towards the "elf" which was actually his granduncle.

Wide eyes came face to face with empty gray ones that steadily began to light up at the site of a small boy.

Lucius gave a puzzled look to Andromeda who gave a reluctant wave and a forced smile.

"Um…Hello," Lucius began. Teddy let out a giggle and forced himself on Lucius lap. Lucius looked startled by this, but helped the small boy onto his lap.

"Why," Teddy said, still giggling, "why are you so sad, Mr. Elf?" Lucius searched for things to say, and carefully worded his words, "I'm sad because I'm…I don't think I'm wanted much anymore."

And that was the truth; he started to think that he was purposeless. Maybe it was true; certainly, his wife and son made him feel this way. Both ignored him and acted as if he wasn't there. But, who could blame them? He'd put them through so much that he was surprised Narcissa hadn't divorced him yet and taken Draco with her. She might as well have inherited everything he ever had.

"Well," Teddy pressed on, "I think you have a purpose."

The few remaining in the waiting room listened, including Andromeda.

"Me? A purpose," Lucius now sounded excited, even if what Teddy was about to say made no sense whatsoever.

"I think, well, I think you're supposed to make other people laugh," Teddy exclaimed, still on Lucius' lap, "You're supposed to make them happy."

"Me, make other people happy?" Lucius said, and now, he himself was laughing. Obviously, Andromeda did an excellent job of shielding her grandchild; for he had no idea who this was he was talking to.

"Well, it appears that you're making yourself laugh," said a now soft voice. "Andro_Mrs. Tonks, I didn't_" but Lucius was again cut off by Andromeda. "Call me Andy…you've certainly changed, and I think anyone can see that. Steadily, you are, even a small child can sense this." She indicated to Teddy, who was still beaming brightly.

"Thank you Andy," Lucius said, the last word a bit uneasy on his lounge, but he sensed he'd get used to it. And then, he did something completely unexpected and without thinking. He invited her over to dinner.

"Would you like to come over for…for dinner?' he asked. Andromeda gave him a puzzled look, had he forgotten that he was married to her sister? But she couldn't decline it, it seemed to her as if Lucius was pleading for company.

"Why not," she began. "And bring Teddy alone as well, I'll tell Narcis_," and again, he was cut off. "Lord Malfoy," a letter flew towards him, "you're wished to be seen in the financial office, we believe you want to make another donation?"

Lucius nodded and gave one last look to his sister-in-law, and that one look between them expressed their unspoken forgiveness and gratitude towards each other. Perhaps, Lucius' new purpose must first start with new people.

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Silencing Harry and Barty had been harder than Blaise's O.W.L.'s and N.E.W.T.'s combined. Harry had been considerably easier than Barty, who'd been running around the room like the maniac he was. Ginny had been in tears as well, reciting what she'd done and said to Harry, the things that she wished she could take back, and the things that she'd wished she could have.

Thank goodness Blaise was good with girls, he managed to get Barty back in his room, Harry stable, and Ginny to calm down and talk a bit about her condition. She was jealous of him.

"Well, magic_" Blaise suggested.

"It was a wound made by a curse, it won't heal," she explained, "Nothing, Blaise, nothing will work."

Blaise decided that arguing it out would only make things worse for Ginny, so he agreed while secretly coming up with a plan inside of his head. Blaise led Ginny to the waiting room, and was happily greeted by the one Tonks and one Lupin who were both there for Harry.

"He should be ready momentarily, let me…er…talk to him," Blaise said, receiving a look from Ginny. With a nod, Blaise left and Ginny walked, stepped away and with loud, "CRACK," disappeared into thin air, the thought of a dreamy voiced, vacant expression, dirty blond dancing in her head.

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Harry had been moved to a different room. It was normal, squared, two doors, one to the hallway and the other to the restroom, a twin bed, a small dresser and pale cream colored walls. Harry felt surprisingly better in this room, but knew it was unlikely that he'd actually stay in this room. They feared for the life of him and his baby.

Slowly, he moved his trembling hand to the stiff bulge that had formed ever since he had something real to eat. It was small, and barely noticeable, but he could feel it, Ginny could feel it.

Ginny.

Selfish? Maybe she'd been right, but, it was Draco's baby, a baby that would be ridiculed and humiliated if given the chance to live. Harry sat up, his hand still rubbing his stomach. He really needed to talk to Ginny; it seemed that only talking to her would help him at the moment and he really needed to say sorry.

But the sound of two familiar voices pulled him out of his train of thoughts. One old, and he other new but old.

"I had no idea you'd be here, Mr. Malfoy," Blaise's voice greeted, surprisingly cheery. "I'm glad you still want to donate. Do you have any patient you'd like to specifically donate to, any operation?"

At this, the presence of hesitation was clearly evident, but Harry listened on.

"I'd like to donate something to Mr. Potter's case…you see…well…it's complicated," Lucius said. Now Harry was pressed on the door, and it was obvious that they were right in the hallway.

Harry didn't understand. Was this not Draco's father? Why was he helping, had Draco told him of his condition? If so, why would Lucius of all people want to help?

"Well, I'll see what I can do," Blaise said, his voice indicating a close to the conversation.

Harry continued to listen as the two bade each other a farewell, and hadn't even noticed his hand slowly slipping on the handle of the door. Slowly, it pushed open and he hadn't even had time to brace himself for the fall.

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Soy Feliz! I was really happy with this chapter especially since it had to do with Lucius. Honestly, I feel sorry for the guy and I believe that he can still turn his life around for the good. So, watch his character steadily evolve. Sorry for any spelling errors.

Anyway, as for the story with Ginny, it involves the military, betrayal, exile, false accusation, slash, and much more. Hope you like this chapter, God bless!