Ginny and Draco

Part I

By

* Aurora Wyvern*

A/N: Grace, mentioned in this part, doesn't belong to me but belongs to Annie Rickman who I've used with permission. However, the plot is mine. If you'd like to know more about Grace and her family, read a different version called Secrets, Deceptions and Lies, written by Annie Rickman. This part is slightly larger than the last one, but I hope you'll enjoy it and don't forget to R/R

Part II

Started Writing: Monday, December 03, 2001

Finished Writing: Saturday, December 08, 2001

9/01/2000

Journal…

Today was another date with Draco. This time we went to a restaurant in Hogsmeade where the Fairies glowed. These dates have reminded me of life before mine marrying Harry. When there were only two of us. One stands out from my mind in particular.

It was during mine fifth year and Draco's sixth year. Since we were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, we went there together where in private we could kiss. While we acted normally as if we hated each other, later in private I apologized for acting, while he did the same.

In the restaurant where I am now sitting without the threat of Draco's father, was where I sat three years, eating food and just talking with Draco. There we were almost seen by Ron, my older brother. I remember that I wasn't paying attention when all of a sudden Draco stood up and sneered at me. I looked behind me and saw Ron.

"Waiting for your invisible date Weasley?" Draco sneered.

"No! Why are you so mean Draco?" I stood up and ran away, not wanting to see Draco get beat up by Ron. Luckily, Harry and Hermione were there who restrained Ron from attacking Draco. Later, after they left and didn't return to the restaurant, we continued on the date.

The restaurant was called "Fairy Lamplight".  A very romantic place to be in, in my opinion. Later I returned to my dorm with a locket from Draco who put his picture inside. On the back, it was written, "Love the heart," not very romantic but it meant the world to me.

However, when I married Harry, I took out Draco's picture and replaced it with Harry's. To this day, Harry still didn't know about Draco and me.

"Remember that date? One where Harry almost caught us?"

"And let Ron almost beat me to a pulp?" Draco replied sarcastically.

I giggle nervously. "Yeah that one."

"Who could forget it?" He replied. I felt like giggling again. Soon the dessert came and it was chocolate pudding with chocolate chips, a Muggle invention. I picked up my metal spoon and dipped into the center of it. Draco, meanwhile sneered at me and watched me eat the pudding, but later, also began eating it so politely that it almost drove me nuts. I didn't eat it like a little baby, but he just ate the pudding very politely, taking the smallest gulps. He noticed that I was watching him. "Old habits die hard," he replied and continued on to eat the pudding. I picked up the pudding in my spoon and threw it at Draco, causing it to land on his smooth blonde hair. He stood up, took some pudding and threw it at me, I tried to duck but it hit me on the top of my head, drenching my hair. We started the food fight, ending with the manager kicking us out, even if Draco told him he was a Malfoy.

"Oh GOD!" I shouted. "Draco! I'm so sorry," Draco sneered at me.

"I work at the Ministry. I could have that guy fired." I sat down and wound my red hair around my finger. Lately for me, it has been an uncomfortable situation of where I was pregnant with someone else's child and am dating an ex boyfriend back from school. Draco seemed to be very comfortable with it, even enjoyed showing me off.

"Still, I'm sorry." I apologized.

"There's nothing to apologize for, Ginny."

"But I got you kicked out of the restaurant!" At that he chuckled.

"Its not so terrible. Grace got us kicked out of a strip club," I gaped at him.

"Huh?"

"Never mind," Draco quickly replied.

"Never mind me Draco Malfoy. What did you say about Grace?" He actually turned a pale frosty rose color.

"She was in Gryffindor, Sirius' daughter I believe. I dated her during my fifth year."

"Harry used to date her," I whispered.

"Figured. Who else would that little snake date?" I felt angry. "Calm down Ginny, its not good for the baby." He crooned. More embarrassed than before, I stood up and left Draco sitting there, sneering at me.

Ginny Weasley Potter

9/14/2000

Journal…

The baby is five months away from being born. Draco visited me again and this time, much to my embarrassment, we went clothing shopping for the new maternity dress. Luckily, Madam Malkin was nice enough and I bought a robe with stars all over it. I felt embarrassed indeed and Draco, as a joke, pretended that I was his wife.

"Madame Malkin, Mrs. Malfoy needs new robes for the new child we're expecting," Draco told her smoothly as I blushed a rosy color.

"Oh my, my. You're Ginny Weasley. Let me see what we got there." She went to the back of the store and began searching through the boxes.

"Why are you pretending that I'm your wife?" I whispered at him.

"I'm just having some fun Ginny," Draco explained. I remembered that once he told me during his childhood, he never had any fun because of his father. I pitied him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to sound so harsh." I whispered. He shrugged. Madam Malkin came back and I purchased the robes.

"Here you go dear," Madam Malkin said. She turned to Draco. "How long is your wife along?" He actually grinned.

"Four months along," he replied coyly.

"I see, who is it going to be?" Draco turned to me and I was embarrassed. I didn't even know myself whose the baby going to be, a boy or a girl?

"I didn't get the baby checked yet." She handed me the robes and escorted us out. "Ah, you don't have to date me you know," I told him with embarrassment.

"I like it, its nice pretending that your wife is pregnant." I indeed blushed at the last statement.

"I'm not your wife Draco," I told him testily.

"So who cares? Don't you want to do some bad things? Practically all of your life you had to perfect. C'mon, do something wicked and wild," Draco, unfortunately, knew me too well. He knew that I secretly wanted to shock the whole world with something scandalous, and he knew that I didn't like Little-Miss-Perfect disguise.

"I don't want to, Draco. I have grown up."

"Have you Ginger?" I was startled by my real name. He, neither have Harry, ever called me Ginger. Its usually Ginny this, Ginny that. "Have you really grown up?" In response, I conjured up a magical purse and put the robes in it. In here, it's a legend that if you're pregnant and you wear a specific robe, the baby will be a boy if the color's blue or it'll be a girl if the robe is pink. "I don't think you have, you're still a child, no matter what your age is, you're still a child." I felt angry at these words for a brief minute. I remembered our last date with the pudding fiasco. Instantly, I cooled down and knew he was speaking the truth. No matter how old I'll be, I'll still a child underneath my disguise.

"What's it to you Draco Malfoy?" I asked him.

He didn't respond but changed the subject. "Let me walk you home," he suggested. I shrugged and went with him, knowing that the perfect evening I had with Draco was coming to an end. I was upset, knowing that probably for weeks we wouldn't meet again.

We stopped at the porch and he looked at me, with a smile on his face, the way he used to when we were dating back at Hogwarts, and I knew that he wanted to kiss me. Since he was taller than I was, he bent down and brushed his lips lightly on mine, saying more than words could ever put together. Just as I wanted to kiss him back, he grinned at me, regained his composure and left me alone on the porch, thinking about the kiss, and how I couldn't wait to see him again.

Ginny Weasley Potter

9/27/2000

Journal…

I have decided to visit mum again and perhaps get advice on relationships. Mum, apparently wasn't expecting her baby girl to enter through the door. "Ginger!" She shouted as she ran up and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back. "How are you?"

"I'm all right… not hurt at all…" I let the sentence drift into thin air.

"Are you dating Draco Malfoy again?" She asked me. I could detect anger in her voice.

"Why do you care mum?" I asked her. "I'm not seventeen years old anymore. I'm nineteen years old."

Mum bit her lip nervously. "I don't want you to get hurt Ginny."

"I'd already got burned more than I deserve." I replied with anger. "Harry, Neville, Draco, Harry."

"Yes, yes, I understand, but Ginger, I don't want you dating Draco. That boy is bad news."

"He never was!" I shouted angrily. Mum took out the wand.

"Ginger Weasley Potter! You are exclusively disowned!" I ran away from the house, never looking back.

I found Draco sitting on the porch, waiting for me. "Draco," I begin, my voice all choked up. He looked up at me, his storm cloud gray eyes unemotional, "I got disowned," I sit down beside him and start to shake nervously.

"Calm down Ginny, it may be hard, but it gets easier as time moves on," he replied. "It gets easier." I lay my ahead against his shoulder.

"How did you manage to survive when your father disowned you?"

"I don't know," he replied. "It was hard, but I started to get used to my own life, having to do anything I desired to do, without worrying about anyone." He still stared straight ahead. "I actually like this kind of life," I was surprised.

"You like being poor?"

"Not poor, but not having to take money from my father. I'm still as rich as it is possible."

"Are you lying?"

"No." I didn't know whenever to believe him or not. My fingertips rose to his silver blonde hair and gently touched some strands of it.

"I don't know what to do," I responded.

"For you its easier. You have a job, a house, and a new family to start with," he pointed to my stomach. I blushed somewhat, still upset for mum and dad.

"Can you find out who it shall be?"

"Yeah, but I don't desire to do it right now." He stood up, startling me from this position. "I have to go now Ginny, I have my own business to attend to." I secretly wondered if he was with that Grace chick again. I didn't question him but watched as he left the porch.

Ginny Weasley Potter

10/01/2000

Journal…

Before I left Hogwarts, I purchased a Book of Faces that included all of the students of the past, and in the future, adds more. They were colorful pictures and can be dated as far back 993, when the school just started. I looked through it and saw Harry's picture among the faces. He still looked very adorable, as I'd known it back then; with messy black hair and brilliant green eyes that could pierce yours and hold it in his gaze for minutes on end. I looked below and saw a slight bump that swelled in my stomach. Harry's baby and mine, I recalled how Draco mentioned Grace. She was in the same year he was in. I opened the book and said, "Grace Black!" The pages began turning faster and faster… backwards even. Suddenly they stopped at the page. I saw a picture of a lovely girl who had oval shaped face and dark blonde hair and dark blue eyes. "Grace Black," I whispered. I saw the girl nod her head in response and she smiled up at me cunningly.

"Ginny!" I heard the voice call out. I put the book down and ran downstairs, for Draco was there. I ran out, afraid.

"Draco," I whisper, as I begin to take tiny deep breaths. "I saw Grace in the Book of Faces, she was beautiful…"

"And a real witch," he replied dryly.

"Why do you call her that?" I asked him, offended.

He just scorned at me in his old fashioned way. He made me angry.

"Why do you call her that you dirty little snake?" I practically shouted at my lungs on him.

He shrugged. "Because she is Ginny. Why can't you accept that fact?"

I gazed at him. "I can't Draco, unless you can offer me proof." Draco actually looked very uncomfortable at the mention of her.

"It sickens me to think about her Ginny,"

"Sit down Draco," he sat down and gazed up at me. I felt myself being mesmerized in his stormy eyes, the color of storm clouds. "Please tell me things that has happened between Grace and you."

He looked as if he wanted to bite my head off. He began speaking in this angry tone. "She used to be my girlfriend during my fifth year. Apparently, I found out she started dating Potter behind my back, and broke up." He became silent. I knew there was more to this story.

"What else happened?"

Draco shrugged. When he looked at my angry expression, he decided to tell me the truth. "She slept with me, the first time."

"What?" I asked, clearly confused. I understood the sleeping part, but what did he mean the 'first time?'

"It was my first time with her Ginny, but not hers. She slept with Potter."

"When?"

"Right after mine," He guffawed and I was instantly sorry that I brought this conversation up.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, embarrassed.

"Don't be. I'm glad that you made me do it."

I was surprised. Draco? Glad? "What?"

"Don't look so surprised, go upstairs and rest. I didn't mean to upset you." I did as he ordered me to do it and lie down on the sofa and fell into a very deep sleep.

Ginny Weasley Potter

10/05/2000

Journal…

Ever since Draco told me of his history with Grace, I was feeling depressed that that no good snake used him. I know that I sound like I'm in love with him, despite our arguments, we get along perfectly together. Maybe I am in love with Draco. I don't blame myself. He is even cuter than Harry. He's taller than I am, has these amazing powerful eyes and very silver-blonde hair that looks very natural, not artificial. I'm just very confused. But my attraction to Harry is gone. I think that for once I got my girlhood dreams to come true, they aren't sweet like sugar but bitter like medicine.

Today I again went on a date with Draco who kept teasing me about how fat I looked. I knew that he was just trying to make me angry, which worked perfectly. We went to the 'Fairy Lamplight' and shared more memories about our past relationship like how we always talked to each other about our lives, and how much I didn't like being an only girl with the family of six brothers plus a mother who didn't understand you. Draco told me about how his parents mistreated him ever since he was born.

"I was my mother's only child," he explained painfully to me years back. "For her I was too short, too pale, too everything. Even if I was destined to be in Slytherin, it's not out of children's will to be born and be in specific house just because parents were there."

"I don't know how to say it," I began. 

"Yes?"

My heart thudded nervously, as if I ate caffeine twenty-four hours a day. "I love you," There. I finally got out of my system. Draco smiled at me.

"For real?" I nodded my head. He bent his down and I ended up in a steamy kiss.

In real life, Draco and I were just sitting at the restaurant and were chatting, while ordering a lot of food. When the manager came up, he looked very angry. "How long can your wife eat Mr. Malfoy?" he asked with annoyance. Draco could only grin sardonically.

"As long as our baby can stay healthy." I sighed. It really made me feel uncomfortable that I used to be married to Harry and without his knowledge, I carried the baby. Why does Draco pretend that I am his wife? I suddenly realized something. Draco never told me about his personal life after we finished school.

"Draco," I began.

"Whatever it is just has to wait Ginny," he replied. I nervously take a strand of my hair and twist it around my finger. I bite my lip nervously.

"I'm full."

"Full bag," Draco ordered the waiter who could only groan with agitation and bring at least ten pounds of food out in a very large bag. He apparently would never serve us again. Afterwards, he gave the waiter 3 Galleons and we went back to my house.

Ginny Weasley Potter

10/27/2000

Journal…

Again our date included hanging out. The baby was nearly five months old and today I went and did a magical checkup to see whom I'll have. A boy. I told the news to Draco, who in response gave me a mid-night blue robe. Despite what I thought about changes in my life, we are dating.

"You happy about him?" He asked me as we were sitting outside.

"Very," I replied. We sat way apart for some strange reason, but Draco found no objections with it. He looked very comfortable sitting that far apart, which I found strange. Back at Hogwarts, he was always like this, but that was because he didn't want neither of us to be hurt, was it? Gryffindor and Slytherin are best known as rival houses and if anyone found out we were dating, I'd be dead meat, just like Draco would be. So far, silence loomed between us, covering us in its blanket. Draco started the conversation.

"Why'd you marry Potter?" He sounded defensive.

"Did you marry anyone after we broke up?"

He didn't answer my question. He just stared at the sunset. However, after sitting in ten minutes of silence, he said, "I'll tell you if you tell me,"

I shrugged. "I've liked him ever since I was eleven, and he didn't like me much before. When you broke up with me, Harry and I became closer friends than ever. Friendship lead to love and soon we've gotten married." I concluded. Truth be told, I wasn't sure myself why the heck I've married Harry. Anyone could marry for different reasons.

"Yeah I was married, but it didn't work out," Draco answered.

"Really?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Pansy Parkinson." I was very surprised.

"Why'd you divorce her?"

"This I won't tell," Draco responded. I didn't question him further.

Ginny Weasley Potter