A/N: So yeah, the last chapter's ending wasn't what I originally planned out, but I was sitting there thinking, a Slytherin stuck in a house with a Gryffindor, no one there, and stretches of time. It's not like they can really keep on avoiding each other ? ;)

Chapter Eleven

Sunlight poured in through the open window, as Ginny slowly opened her eyes.

"Bleurgh.", she mumbled. Her mouth was dry and she slowly got up groggily, running a hand through her tangled hair. She threw out her arms in a stretch, and stopped mid-yawn as she made contact with another arm... She whipped around to see a Draco Malfoy sleeping peacefully beside her. She did a double-take. Then she peeked under the bedcovers, before dropping them again. She flopped facedown back onto the bed.

"Ugh!", she groaned into the pillow. Sure, she had a vague idea of what happened last night, but she had thought it a dream. She grinned a little as the memories flooded her, before catching herself and stumbled out of bed.

The doorbell rang. Draco jerked up as the rings echoed throughout the house.

"What the hell?", he mumbled.

"Good morning, sunshine.", Ginny called to him from across the room, her voice neither cheerful or sarcastic. She was searching through the piles of clothes to find hers.

"Yeah... morning...", Draco murmured. He found his boxers and slipped them on, and then pulling on a thin, white tee-shirt. Ginny found her undergarments and a large navy blue tee, putting it on to find she might as well call it a nightgown. Then the two trooped silently to the front door, not saying a word as their minds were still a little bit slow from the events of last night and the fact they just woke up.

"Who would come this early?", Draco asked, more to himself than to Ginny.

"How should I know?", Ginny replied anyways. She swung open the door to reveal a Harry Potter.

"What the hell?", Draco said for the second time that day.

"Good morning, Ginny.", Harry said cheerfully, throwing Draco a dirty look. He was dressed in ironed black slacks and a crisp white shirt, which looked over-dressed compared to Draco and Ginny's attire. "Here, these are for you, Ginny." He handed over a bouquet of flowers, giving her a smile.

"Er... thanks?", Ginny took the flowers and plopped them into an empty vase on the table beside the door.

There was an awkward silence as the threesome stood there, staring at each other.

"How's the baby?", Harry offered.

"Umm... fine.", Ginny replied, still confused and trying to figure out why Harry was here, the morning after she had just supposedly tied up all the loose strings with him.

"I'll just go and make some breakfast.", Draco said, for once eager to get away from Harry.

"Mind if I join?" Harry asked Ginny.

"Umm.. sure, come on.", Ginny was hoping against hope that this wasn't Harry's idea of fighting for her.

At the kitchen. Ginny automatically went up to help Draco as he prepared the food, more out of habit then generosity. Harry sat at the table, unsure of what to do, but unwillingly to admit it. He just looked around the room.

Finally, the food was served and Ginny and Draco just dug in, already used to each other's company. Harry took small bites, still feeling uncomfortable.

"So, Ginny...", Harry said, placing his hand on hers. Ginny flinched, and Draco felt irritated at Harry's action, having no idea why. She pulled her hand out of his, causing Harry's hand to drop down to her lap. Draco reddened.

"Harry, stop.", Ginny said, pushing his hand off.

"Why? You never minded before.", he murmured. Ginny shivered, for once in her life she didn't know what he was planning to do, and she was afraid. Her hand unconsciously rested on her stomach; she did this a lot when she was nervous.

"That was before.", Ginny managed to get out. Her tongue seemed stuck as she looked at Harry. This time, she really looked at Harry, and she could see how much he had changed. He seemed driven almost to do anything for her, and Ginny's heart ached that she couldn't help him; he was still her friend. Still, she couldn't let herself fall into a false relationship with him.

Draco cleared his throat and began to clear up the dishes, Ginny springing up to help.

"Ginny.", Harry said, and she looked up from where she was picking up a plate. She gently put it back down. "A word, please?"

She looked at Draco, who's back was turned toward them. Then she nodded. Harry led her to the main hallway which led to the front door, where they stood face to face.

"Don't live with Draco, please, Ginny. It makes me uncomfortable. Who knows what could happen here? He's not a good person, and I don't trust you by yourself with him.", Harry blurted.

"You don't trust me? Hahaha, Harry." Ginny replied, sarcasm dripping from her forced laugh. "I think this is a fine place to live!"

"Look what he's got you wearing!"

"I chose to wear this by my own accord.", Ginny shot back.

"Draco is a Slytherin. He's evil! His father is a Death Eater!"

"His father is evil, and we are not in school anymore. You haven't even gotten to know him yet, Harry.", Ginny had no idea why she was defending Draco.

"It's not like you know anything about him. The only thing you know is how good he feels inside you!", Harry sneered.

Ginny gaped at him. Harry's sneer did not falter, and disbelief engulfed Ginny. Who the hell was this man?

"I don't stay with Draco for the sex Harry! How dare you say that! I thought you would understand! I thought you knew me!", Ginny replied angrily.

"I used to think that, too.", Harry replied quietly, his face cold.

"Well, in that case, I'd choose Draco over you anyday! He'd make one hell of a better father than you would, seeing as you don't even have faith in me!"

"I did! And what did you end up doing? Sleeping with another man while you were still in a relationship with me!?"

"I didn't mean for it to happen, Harry. It just did, and right now I'm trying to make the best of it!"

"My ass! If you really were, you wouldn't have had to keep Draco in the solution!"

"Draco's the father!", she screeched back.

"Whatever. I'll see you tomorrow, Gin.", and with that Harry stepped out of the house and closed the door in her face.

Ginny turned around and nearly ran back to the kitchen, except Draco was at the other end of the hallway. He had heard the whole argument. Ginny crashed into him and fell into his arms. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes.

"I was almost happy! I was almost fine again! And that bastard showed up and he just ruined everything!", she cried out. "I tried to work things out with him! And now he's just a pushy, obsessive ex, and he's coming back tomorrow!"

"Thanks.", Draco said softly. That caught her off-guard.

"For what?"

"Defending me. I thought that you would have hated me for getting you knocked up."

"If there's one thing I know, it's you can't change the past.", she replied. "Your welcome.", she added.

Draco slid his arm around her, holding her to him as Ginny tried to make sense of all the emotions running through her heart. There was anger, of course. Hurt flashed through her as Harry's face appeared in her mind, cold and his lips curled in a cold sneer. There was the pain, dealing with her pregnancy, and then... happiness. The joyful peace of sunny days spent with Draco. She simply couldn't bear it all. There was two much different things for her to comprehend. Her body was gradually changing as her baby grew inside of her, both physically and mentally. Her emotions were on overload. The slightest things made her crack.

"Oh, and he's coming back tomorrow.", she whispered to Draco.

"Would you like me to send him away tomorrow?"

"No, it's alright. I'll deal with him."

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The next morning, there was a knock on the front door, a hesitant knock. Ginny opened it to find Harry and a huge bouquet.

"I'm so sorry, Ginny!", Harry said before she could speak. "It was so stupid of me, yesterday. I didn't mean to hurt you! I wasn't thinking!"

Ginny let him rant on for a bit before she stopped him.

"Please, let us be friends again?", Harry said lamely.

"Acquaintances.", she compromised. Even though Harry had hurt her so, she couldn't imagine a life without him. He was still her close friend in the long run.

And that's how each day wore on. Harry James Potter showed up on Draco Malfoy's doorstep, leaving dozens of roses and other types of flowers for Ginny. Draco said nothing, as did Ginny. There seemed to be no more she could do for Harry, but secretly, she knew Harry was going to try to make another move, and soon.

However, she had other things to worry about. Although Draco and Ginny were getting along fine, and Ginny and Ron were getting there, with much help from Hermione, Ginny still had to figure a way to approach her mother. Hermione suggested a baby shower during a day when she had stopped by to check in on Ginny and Ginny had asked for Hermione's opinion.

"I'm sure I can get Molly to come.", Hermione said, sipping her tea.

"Could you? It feels really weird for her to be this mad. Fred and George haven't even managed to come this close." Ginny said. "Oh dear, Fred and George haven't got a clue what's going on."

"That's what you think. Molly has already told them the great news. I've spoken to them just last week to confirm Molly's word, and they're fine with it.", Hermione smiled. "Ginny, trust me, things will work out in the end."

"I hope so." Ginny agreed.

A/N: Yes, sorry for the randomness of this chapter and Ginny with her mood swings. The Harry and Ginny argument was the hardest part to write. I've rewritten it a few times, but I still don't think I've got it quiet right... I hope you understand that I'm trying to point out that Harry really can't cope with Ginny's pregnancy, but you'll find out in the next chapter why. I've got a surprise planned out for you guys. And as for Mrs. Weasley, I'm working that part of the story out. Can't wait to write down the surprise for you guys!

Remember to REVIEW! I need feedback to know if I'm doing okay with this story or not. I'm open to any suggestions. Toodles! ;)

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