A/N: Damn I am good, I am still getting reviews from Chap 12, and WOO HOO here is 13. I wrote this one fast, I haven't had a lot of hw so I was able to get on here and type. I like this chapter, it kinda jumps around a lot but I like it. As I already said. Happy Reading! OO wait Hogsmade has been spelled wrong this entire time. I was reading Harry Potter, ya I started defanficing my mind by rereading the real ones, and I found out that is it spelt HogsmEade, with that E thrown in there. Love and cookies to reviewers! (updated)

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"Hermione, what was the news that you needed to tell Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked after everyone had calmed down.

Hermione cleared her throat, "Well, now I assume would be the best time to just say it, wouldn't it." She looked to Ginny, whom she had forgiven in the moments of merry chaos. Ginny nodded. "Harry, you're,… I'm,… we're,... GINNY tell him!"

Everyone swung around to look at Ginny, who had flushed red. Closing her eyes she smiled, then opening them she stared Harry right in the eye. "Harry, you're going to be a father." She said softly.

Draco slung his arm over Ginny smirking, as she slumped down in her seat. Hermione was nervously playing with her fingernails in her lap. Molly jumped up and embraced Hermione, all the while Harry sat there, staring into space. Shocked at what he had just heard. "You're sure?" He asked quietly after Molly had sat back down, dabbing her eyes with an old handkerchief that had appeared out of no where.

Hermione looked at her fiancé and nodded. "Positive, I'm 6 weeks along, due in August," She said trailing off, not liking the look on his face.

"What about this war, we aren't even married! How can I take care of you, and save the world from Death Eaters, plus teach 7 classes of Defense Against the Dark Arts, all while raising a baby?" He asked. "I'm going out."

"Harry, don't go!" Ginny said jumping out of her chair and throwing herself in front of him. "Don't have that attitude. I was pregnant once too, and that is the last thing that a girl wants to hear from the father of her child. The response is what makes having a child all the worth while. Carter is going to be a phenomenal kid. Don't walk out on him now."

"Carter?" Harry asked raising his eyebrows. "Can I assume you learned this on your little trek to the future as well?"

Ginny nodded, "Ya I did. You can't have that attitude. Watch, when Hermione gets further along, and once he is born, you will hate walking out of his room at night. Don't deny this. Ask Draco."

Harry glanced over Ginny's head to the blond who had gone wide-eyed. "What?"

Draco shook his head. "I can't believe I am telling thee Harry Scar Head Potter this, but," Taking a pause for a deep breath he continued. "Ginny was 8 weeks pregnant when she lost that baby, I have never been so devastated in my life."

There was silence before Ginny went to sit on his lap. This was the first time he had talked to anyone other than herself about losing the baby, or Ginny being pregnant in general. "It's okay Baby," she whispered in his ear, kissing him softly on the cheek. "You guys stay here, talk, me and lover-boy here are heading home." She announced standing up.

/-/-/-/-/

"Gin?" Draco said from the bedroom, where he was turning down the blankets for the night.

"What?" Ginny asked from the bathroom. "Hold on." Stepping out of the bathroom in a skimpy, red, night piece.

"Um..."

Ginny smirked. "Lose your train of thought?" She asked sexually.

Draco nodded. "Lucius, when he came he mentioned Payton and Spencer, but who was Cole?" Ginny's heart leapt.

After a moment she decided to answer, it wouldn't hurt her future too much she guessed. "I am pregnant. IN THE FUTURE!" Ginny laughed softly. "In my vision, or what ever you want to call it, I am about 7 months pregnant. You don't know this though. I am assuming, that I don't tell you because you are away, and have enough to worry about with two kids, and so you don't feel that you need to come home. I mean there are a thousand possibilities, but you don't know. And I figured, if I didn't want you to know in the future, it obviously wouldn't be smart to tell you now. But I guess it won't be such a big deal." She said nodding. Draco stared at her.

"So in the next 5 years," He said holding up and hand to show five fingers. "We have 3 kids?"

Ginny nodded. "Pretty much."

"Then we better start practicing!" He said in a low voice, capturing her mouth with his.

"I didn't put this skimpy piece on for nothin'" Ginny said with a smirk.

/-/-/-/-/

"It's time to get up." Draco announced the next morning. He'd awoken unfortunately do, to the alarm clock screaming. "Get up you lazy bums, it's Monday, Get up you lazy bums, it's Monday."

Ginny who was strewn half way across his abdomen snuggled closer. "5 more minutes? PLEASE DRACO!" She asked in a half awake voice.

"Nope, come on, time for breakfast." He said moving to sit up. Ginny however had rearranged herself so she was now laying in his arms. "Ginny, I am serious, up now!"

"Oh come on, you're supposed to be my husband Draco Malfoy, not my mother. I already have one of those." She said waking up slightly, to her displeasure. "You are a teacher, you can excuse me from my classes right! I don't wanna go, hell it isn't even my fault I didn't sleep, it's your's!"

"You were only a willing participant now come on before I physically pull you out of bed!"

Ginny growled, but threw back the covers, exposing her laying in Draco's shirt. How she had come to be in it, she had NO idea. Throwing her legs over the edge of the bed she rubbed her temples.

"I'm going to go take a shower." Draco told her, and she could feel his weight lift off the edge of the bed.

"NOT If I get there first!" She said running by him.

Draco reached out and grabbed her waist. "There is room for two in our shower you know." He whispered in her ear. "Besides, we are running late as it is, it would be so much faster."

"Ya, but we would get nothing done, and you know it. It would just take longer to get clean."

Draco nodded, nipping her ear. "I know."

/-/-/-/-/

Draco sat in his class room later that morning, feet kicked up on his desk as he waited for his seventh years to come in, Ginny's class. A small knock at the door tore his mind off of what Ginny had seen... his kids.

"Mr. Malfoy? Draco?" A petit blond asked from the door way, she was maybe 25.

Draco threw his feet back on the floor and stood. "Yes, I am Draco Malfoy, how can I help you?" He asked, thinking that the woman looked strangely familiar.

"I'm Morgan Gilmore. I was your father's secretary until about 3 years ago?" She said.

A light bulb went off in Draco's head. "Ah yes, I remember now. I thought you looked familiar. What can I help you with Ms. Gilmore?"

"I was informed that your father, Sir Lucius Malfoy, was sentenced to death, near a month ago."

Draco nodded, "Yes that is true. He was arrested for many accounts of abuse, including that of my wife." He answered, feeling the need to explain to the young woman the account of her old bosses death.

"Your wife, you're married?" She asked, as Ginny ran into the room and said "Draco."

"Ah, yes, here she is now, my wife Ginevra Malfoy."

"It's nice to meet you. I was wondering if you, and your wife of course, would join me for dinner tonight? There is something I wish to discuss with you."

Ginny looked at Draco, who shrugged. "What is it Monday? Gin are you free?"

Ginny nodded, "Ya, just got to ask Dumbledore if I can leave with you." She said walking closer to him so she could get a good look at the woman.

"It's settled then, I will talk to Dumbledore, and we can meet you in Hogsmeade at say 7?" Draco asked looking at his planner.

"Actually I... 5 would work better." Morgan informed them.

"Fine." Draco responded, "That's fine, we'll see you then, then." He looked confused a moment "Sorry."

Ginny giggled softly, realizing how stupid the "Then, then" made him sound when he was trying to be so formal and business like.

Ms. Gilmore nodded and left the room. "What was that all about?" Ginny asked, as more people flowed into the room.

"Take your seat Miss Weasley." Was all Draco said.

A disgusted look took over Ginny's face. Without another word she headed to her seat beside Cassidy and Collin.

"What's with you?" Cassidy asked as she slammed her books on the work table.

"My husband is being an ass. He isn't telling me some thing." She answered pulling out a piece of parchment and beginning to take the notes on the board.

"All right, settle down. Notes are on the board, start the potion when you are finished, all the supplies should be in the closet." Draco said. "I will be walking around passing out Friday's tests."

Ginny's hand writing was miserably sloppy, and she was glad that Snape wasn't going to see them or she'd have to write them over, probably 20 more times in her neatest writing. Just as she was getting ready stand to collect her materials Draco appeared. Giving him a look that told she was mad she took her test. "How'd I do?"

"I left you a little note, we can discuss it after class." Was all Draco said in reply. Ginny rolled her eyes. His teacher mode sometimes really made her feel left out. "Mr. Creevey, I believe that I asked for essence of mouse, not essence of moose. That will not make the potion you were assigned. And I really wouldn't want you blowing up my class room today, or any of the other students in here."

Collin blushed. Then turned to Ginny when Draco had moved on. "What's up his ass? Why is he acting like Snape?"

Ginny however wasn't paying attention. She was reading the note Draco had left her it said:

Gin,

That was Morgan Gilmore, she was my father's secretary. She came in regards to my father. I have no idea what she wishes to speak to us about. Don't be mad at me. See me after class though.

Love Draco.

Ginny folded her test paper, and looked up at Draco who was pointing out to a Slytherin girl that she was supposed to chop, not shred her Lilac petals.

"What'd it say?" Collin asked when he had returned with the mouse essence.

"Nothing, just wanted to know why I did so poorly. It's fine." She said catching Draco's eye. She nodded, smiling. She saw a faint smile on his lips too, but knew that this was still bothering him.

/-/-/-/-/

"SO you have NO idea what she wants?" Ginny said from the front table that she was sitting on swinging her legs back and forth.

"No, well. My father, you know never truly treated my mother with ANY respect, and so in that I believe that he may have slept around some. What scares me, is that in the death of my father, she is coming back to say she had his child."

Ginny stared at Draco. "But, no, you don't' think." She couldn't make a coherent sentence and the thought of Lucius having more children was horrible. The one he had he'd terrorized the life of already.

Draco shrugged.

/-/-/-/-/

"I'm so glad you two could meet me here tonight." Morgan started off saying as they reached the table where she was already sitting.

"No problem, what was it you needed to tell us about?

Morgan was quite a moment. "I worked for your father as a secretary, from the time I graduate Hogwarts, until I was 22. At that point I had to leave. I couldn't work for your father anymore. I mean Lucius, he, he was a good man, but not such a great boss. I loved your father, I wasn't very close to my own and loved knowing that he looked out for me at work. Well one day the love spread a little too far, and I got pregnant."

Draco who had guessed it was coming still seemed shocked. Breaking out of the trance he threw Ginny and "I-told-you-so" look. "I have a sibling then?" He asked, knowing what a dumb question it was, but afraid to hear the truth all the same.

"Yes, Alyssa. Alyssa is 21 months old. But Draco, I can't take care of her anymore. I'm getting married, and my husband doesn't want to raise Lucius Malfoy's baby. I couldn't give her to your mother to raise, and so I thought I would hand custody over to you for you to raise her." She said in a rush of words. Draco and Ginny almost didn't understand her, but held onto every word.

"You want us to raise Alyssa?" Ginny asked quietly. "But Draco teaches all day, and, I'm, I'm still a student how could we?"

"You're leaving me with my father's mistake? You're leaving me with my father's responsibility" Draco asked looking furious. "You went and slept with my father, and are now asking me to raise his child!"

"Draco," Ginny said softly.

"Did you see this in your vision. Did you see a fourth kid, Alyssa. How old would she be 7? Huh, Gin? Was there a little 7-year-old in the house too?" He asked. "No, no I'm not taking his responsibility. Why didn't you tell him! Why did you run away?"

Morgan had tears in here eyes. "Don't you get it? I knew he was no good. I knew how brutal he was to you. Why would I put my child through that! That's like handing your child to the lions. Why would I do that if I didn't have to?"

"But still you want me to raise his child? I'm 18-fuckin-years-old. How in the hell do you expect me, and my 17-year-old wife to raise a 21 month old?" Draco asked. His voice had risen and he was starting to get a lot of attention. Ginny would have slid down in he seat at all the people staring at her, except she really wanted to know the answers to these questions.

My husband doesn't want her. He says he could never raise a child that wasn't his, he says that, that he'll never raise Lucius Malfoy's daughter. Mind you is a very loving kind of guy."

"Who the hell is your husband?"

"Charlie Weasley."

Ginny felt like she was going to die. This wasn't happening, no, no, no. Draco looked at Ginny.

"Charles Arthur Weasley?" Ginny asked hoping there was another Charlie Weasley in England.

"Yes, you know him. He is English, but I met him in Romania."

Ginny moved forward as she smacked her forehead on the table. "Thas ma brother" She said, into the table.

"GINNY!" Ginny lifted her head.

"Nice to meet you future-sister-in-law. Glad to know I was informed of your engagement!" She said sweetly.

"Well this makes it all the more perfect. I'm surprised Charlie's never mentioned you were married to Draco."

"Ya, well my brothers weren't too keen on it. Why it more perfect?" She asked now rubbing her temples.

"Well, I could still be her aunt. I could still be there for her. You're family. Please think about it." She said rising from her chair. She nodded to them, then grabbing her coat off the back of the chair walked out of the restaurant.

Draco looked at Ginny. "What has are life come to? First I marry a Weasley, then I find out my father has beaten the shit out of her. On top of that, his daughter is being given to me and the Weasley wife to raise because her mother is marrying a Weasley, who doesn't want her." He said. "Come on let's go back to school, I have NO appetite and if I stay here I will be tempted to down as much alcohol as I can get my hands on, and we both know what happened last time I did that." He said standing.

Ginny too rose. "Draco, look, you may not want to see it, but there is a possibility that this girl could have been some where during my vision."

Draco shook his head as they walked out into the chilly night air. Being November it was dark, and he took Ginny's gloved hand in his. "No, don't you think Payton would have asked about Alyssa too?"

Ginny shrugged, "Hey I was just throwing it out there. What are we going to do?"

"What else are we going to do Gin? We're going to take her." His answer surprised Ginny, that really wasn't what she was expecting.

"What?" She asked stopping in the middle of the cobble stone street so she could look at him more clearly. There wasn't any light, but she could make out the features on his face.

"Lucius Malfoy has already devastated one of our child's lives. If we have the chance to make the life of this little girl the best it can possibly be why shouldn't we?" He asked. "I have no idea how you are supposed to finish school, and how I'm going to work during the next 6 months, but I'm sure we'll find a way."

"Your brain is on high speed isn't it? Constantly thinking."

Draco nodded, and they started walking again. "She'll never replace the child we lost." He said so softly Ginny wasn't sure he'd said it at all.

"I know." She whispered back. "But she will help fill in that void."

"How do you know that? We haven't yet met her." He said letting go of her hand and wrapping his arms around her as it was getting colder.

"If she's anything like her older brother. She's cute, and witty and lovable. And there may be that outer shell that makes everyone think ASS HOLE, but once you see through that, it's a really good person inside."

Draco smiled, nodding. "I was shocked ok. I shouldn't have been that mean to her, I just wasn't expecting that she was going try and force feed us custody you know?"

"Ya... Draco remember when your dad came yesterday, and said he'd also seen that future. Do you think he knows about Alyssa?"

Draco was quiet. "I don't know."

/-/-/-/-/

"What is the great pleasure I have, getting to be called by my son, whom I remember said he disowned me?" Lucius said as he glided into Ginny and Draco's living room that night.

"We need to ask you if you are aware of the fact that you have a daughter. A 21 month old named Alyssa?" Draco asked, standing up to regard his father.

"I have a what? How old? Who is she?" He asked looking at them as if they'd asked if he had four heads.

"A daughter, her name is Alyssa and she is 21 months old. Her mother is Morgan Gilmore, an ex-secretary and mistress of your's?" Ginny asked, seeing him recognize the name.

"Yes, well little Miss Gilmore always wanted something from me. I guess she got it. Her own little me. Alyssa you say, that's cute I guess. You're sure she is mine, and not some gold digger who wants child support right?" Lucius asked Sitting cross legged in an armchair.

"So you admit there is a possibility that she is your's?" Ginny asked.

Lucius nodded.

"Morgan is getting married, and her husband doesn't wish to raise your child, so she has asked me and Gin to raise Alyssa." Draco told him, watching the expression on the ghost's face.

"You, raise this little sister, I guess you could call her. Why would you do that?" Lucius asked. "Who is this husband that doesn't wish to raise her. I should give him a piece of my mind, not willing to raise a Malfoy. We are pureblood, some of the only ones left, he should be damn proud to raise my daughter."

Ginny raised her eyebrows. "You aren't taking this as we would have expected, you aren't denying it, you aren't cursing her for not telling you, you aren't forbidding us from taking her. Are you okay with this?" She asked curiously.

"Why shouldn't I be. I'm dead, I can in no way do anything to raise her. If any one should you Draco should. Being her brother, she should at least be raised by a Malfoy, even is her mother would be a betraying Weasley."

"SHUT THE HELL UP! Ginny will be a better mother for her alone, then you ever did for me!" Draco said.

"Dray, calm down." Ginny sat placing her hand on his shoulder. "You said you went to the future. Did you see us being the parents of Alyssa?" She asked.

"I did see a girl, a blond, she did look rather like Draco, but I don't know what I assumed she was to either of you. I really must go now, the Bloody Baron has asked my to join them for cards in the dungeons tonight." He said before gliding back out through that wall.

"Was that any help to us?" Ginny asked, softly.

"I don't know, it could have been." He said obviously thinking things over in his head.

/-/-/-/-/

"CHARLIE'S FLAT!" Ginny said as she threw the Floo Powder down in the grate of the fire place.

"Who'd there?" Her brother's voice asked when she had arrived at her destination.

"Your sister!" She said brushing the soot off her sweat shirt. "Hello dear brother. Oh we need to talk." She said venomously. "Draco will be here, ah now." She said as Draco too arrived in the living room of her brother.

Charlie frowned. "'Bout what?"

"Don't play dumb, Weasley. About your fiancee trying to pawn off my sister on us." Draco drawled, looking around the room of a very dragon obsessed person.

"My fiancee? Your sister? What the bloody hell are you talking about Malfoy?" Charlie asked obviously confused.

"Morgan Gilmore, her daughter Alyssa, who also happens to be the daughter of his father, the one you refuse to raise?" Ginny asked.

"I'm not engaged, nor have I ever refused to raise anyone, I have no idea what you are talking about." He said slowly.

"WEA-," Draco started, obviously getting mad.

"No, Draco he's telling the truth. You know what. We just got played. I don't know who the hell that woman thinks she is, but we have been played." Ginny said. "Sorry Char, we're just gonna go now." She said standing on her tip-toes to kiss he brother on the cheek. "See you are Christmas."

"Ya," He replied still having no clue what was going on.

/-/-/-/-/

"Shit, tell me this isn't happening." Ginny said when they returned to their own flat. Draco was behind, so as she moved out of the fire place, she found her self stuck in a maze of baby toys, a play pen, a crib, a changing table, and a high chair. "This can't be good." She said again looking around at the now cluttered room.

"What the fuck?" Draco asked when he too was back in the room.

"We SO got played here Draco." She said again.

"I realize that you know Gin. Kinda obvious." He shook his head.

A soft sound made both of them look to the crib. "NO way." Ginny said. Both made their way over to the crib, there inside lay a tiny, blond baby girl, with her blue eyes filled with tears. Her dress, an expensive looking one, was disgusting, it was covered in snot, food, and Ginny didn't know what else. "She doesn't look liked a very cared for child." She said softly picking up the tiny toddler.

"Ah, here, a baby bath, and all sorts a soaps. Wanna give her a bath? We're gonna have to do something about her. That much is true, but I don't think we can do anything when she is this dirty." Draco said picking up the items.

"How can a woman have so much, but not use any of it to care for her daughter?" Ginny asked looking at the designer diaper bag, and solid oak crib.

"I don't know, but I can't stand seeing her like this come on, let's get her cleaned up." He said taking the little girl into his arms. She went to him, seeming to not care they had never met before. "I don't want to know what she has gone through these past 21 months."

Ginny shrugged. "She can't go back there. If a woman is willing to give up her own child, and not care. Especially when she is treated like this, we can't send Alyssa back."

"I know, we aren't." Draco answered kissing her on the top of his head. "I've never had a little sister, and this one definitely is mine."

Ginny smiled. Here was the family she always wanted. Sure there was a lot to work out, and the truth would have to unravel at some point, but in some strange way. She knew that this was right.

A/N: NOT THE END! Don't worry I am not going to quit on you now. I don't know where this chapter came from. But I like it. So ya, read, review. Love and cookies to those that do! Not much more to say here... so ya happy reviewing!

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