Ginny and Draco

By

* Aurora Wyvern*

 

Part IV

Started Writing: Sunday, December 16, 2001

Finished Writing: Saturday, December 22, 2001

A/N I have decided to start writing Part four except I'm going to skip several until it's going to be 2004. You'll see why. Oh yeah, Grace belongs to Annie Rickman, and characters here belong to J.K. Rowling. Check Grace out in Secrets, Deceptions and Lies, and a sequel called Lie's just Lies. And I was also afraid that the story might be a little boring if I keep on for every month and year. This is also different because it says from the third person point of view, not only Ginny's.  This is the last part I shall write for the next two weeks.

7/29/2003

It was a beautiful night with diamond like stars outside and a shining orb of the moon, exactly the color of Draco's hair. The sky was a beautiful ocean blue, stretching for miles on end. Ginny Weasley Potter Malfoy was pacing in the kitchen, while two kids silently watched her. "Mommy?" A girl with bright red hair and chocolate brown eyes asked. "What is wrong?"

"Have you seen your father Crystal?" The girl shook her head. According to their clock, it was 3:45 AM.

"He'll come back mommy," Crystal tried to reassure her. She elbowed James, her older half brother, into the ribs. He was sleeping.

"Huh?" James asked.

"Daddy will come back, right James?"

"Yeah, I guess," James, answered as he fell asleep again. A third kid joined them. The youngest in their family. Lucifer who was only one year old.

"I'm scared," Lucifer told his mother. Ginny bent down and picked him up.

"You'll be okay Lucifer, what is wrong?"

"Monster," James, at the word of monster, jumped up and hid behind the very annoyed Crystal.

"He's coming! Mommy!" James screamed. Ginny, being annoyed as Crystal, picked up the three year old James.

"Let's go back to bed, James," Ginny crooned. "I'm going to wait for your father alone. Oh Goodness! Its that late?" At that time Crystal fell asleep, her small oval shaped head almost dropped to the floor. Lucifer just stared at them coldly and followed his two older siblings upstairs.

"You're in trouble James,"

"Am not!" James told Crystal. For some strange reason, he could never get along with Crystal who was annoying as a fly.

"Tell him mommy!" Crystal whined.

"No one is trouble Crystal. Now back to bed all three of you," Ginny ordered. Crystal gave her mother a sour look and went to bed, followed by James. Just as she turned around, she saw Lucifer, staring at her with those pale storm gray eyes. She recalled how Draco told her once how Lucifer was very much like he back in childhood. At first Ginny thought he was joking, but not once did she recall Lucifer smiling or laughing with pure happiness.

"Mommy, where is daddy?"

"Lets go downstairs since you don't want to go to sleep," Ginny replied as she picked her youngest son. Lucifer didn't smile.

"Where is he?" Lucifer asked once more.

"I don't know Lucifer, maybe he'll get home," Ginny suggested as if she wanted to prove it to herself rather than her son.

Lucifer shifted his position and looked into his mother's eyes. "What if he won't?"

"He will." As if on cue there came a loud knock. Ginny set her son down and ran to the door. She took a deep breath and didn't expect to see this as she opened the door. There stood Draco, his hair mussed up and he was wearing very wrinkled robes. "Draco!" She shouted. His clothes were all crookedly hanging on him. "What has happened? Where were you?"

Draco's storm gray eyes were rimmed with red from drinking alcohol. He didn't answer any of Ginny's panicked questions but found the nearest chair and fell asleep, conked out from drinking alcohol.

In his dream, Draco remembered that he entered into Grace's house because she demanded to see him. "Its very important," Grace said in her most urgent tone. Draco decided to go and quickly leave before she could get any ideas. He remembered that he entered the house and saw Grace sitting on the chair of the sofa, holding a glass of clear white liquid. She was wearing very tight clothes that cut off her circulation and wore too much makeup, as usual back when they were dating and she wanted him to shag her.

"Grace," Draco said when he saw her. "Why do you want me here?" Grace could only smile.

"Oh my poor Draco, you're cold." She smiled suggestively. "Why don't you take off your clothes so you can warm up?"

"I'm married and unlike you Grace, I have morals." That sentence made Grace very angry. She muttered something under her breath and both of them started to make love to one another. Then after being hours with Grace, Draco reluctantly left and didn't know what has happened. It was only a dream Draco tried to reassure himself. But little did he know that it was the truth.

The next day, Draco had a bad hangover. Ginny was making breakfast while his two children were playing with metal things. James was laughing loudly, which made Draco's hangover seem ever worse. "Quiet!" Draco screamed. The funny thing was he didn't remember how he got it. Crystal giggled.

"Oh daddy," she smiled as she stood up and kissed her father on the cheek. Draco knew that she was very lively girl even for being on this planet for two years.

Lucifer sat and stopped banging his wooden spoon against his metal pan. Draco looked at his only son. "Do you want me to stop making the noise?" He asked him. Draco's headache had just gotten worse.

"Let me sit down and Ginny? The spell?"

"Sure dear," Ginny took her wand out and said the spell, which helped Draco feel better.

"Ugh, Thanks," Draco muttered.

"Lucifer, James and Crystal, why don't you three go and fly your broomsticks? We'll be going to the World Cup later and I need to talk with your father privately." All three of them shrugged and flew away.

"Can you speak quietly?" Draco asked her after the kids have gone. Ginny sat down across from him.

"Where were you Draco?"

Confusion was written all over his face. "I can't remember Ginny," he told her.

Ginny sighed. "Sure you can. You were gone the whole night and I and the children were waiting for you,"

"I can't." Draco whispered to her.

"Lucifer thought you'd disappeared," Ginny whispered.

The noise disturbed him. "Ugh, I can't remember any of the last night Ginny," Draco told her.

Ginny took a sharp breath. "You were gone since eight yesterday, and yet you cant remember anything, and you came home at 4 AM and were drunk as hell, yet you say you cant remember anything. How fair is that?"

"Why don't you believe me Ginny?"

"When your husband comes home drunk at 4 AM, with all of his clothes messed up, something is definitely up."

"I thought I'd been sleeping upstairs," Draco whispered. Ginny, tired of his excuses, left him sitting on the kitchen chair, grinding his teeth in pain.

Draco, meanwhile, picked up the pan Lucifer had been playing and looked at himself. He thought he saw Lucifer's face in it, scowling at him, but for what reason Draco couldn't think of. Lucifer, strangely enough, was just like Draco back in childhood when both of his parents punished him with locking and beating. Sometimes for fun they'd starved him and didn't get him water to drink. Draco, back then, became exactly what his father had wanted him to be. Cold, heartless, and mean, but on the inside, Draco was a quiet guy who was happy with drawing or writing morbid poetry. "Father?" He turned and saw Lucifer standing there, transparent as a ghost.

"Lucifer? What is the matter?"

"I know what you did, how could you hurt mother like that?" Something was wrong with the picture. Lucifer was one year old right now, but his ghost looked like he was fifteen years old.

"What do you mean?"

"Never mind."

"You know, you look a lot like me back then," Draco whispered. "You've definitely got the classic looks from your father."

"I'm your carbon copy father, but in years to come you'll find something about me that you didn't expect me to get. I'd never tell it to you though." With that Lucifer disappeared. Draco watched him with disbelieving eyes, doubting that it was his son.

Ginny, meanwhile, was getting her children the brooms they'd ride on. James had the Shooting Comet, while Lucifer had Golden Dragon and Crystal had a girl broom called Unicorn Comet, a broom designed just for girls. "Oh who'll be the Seeker?" Crystal cried out.

Ginny looked up at her only daughter, so different from her father and her brother. "I'm sure you'll think of something Crystal."

"I know! I'm smarter than you are James!"

"Are not!"

"Am too!"

"Hold on, let the third party decide who's who."

All three of them looked at Lucifer. "James is," he said simply.

Crystal looked as if she was ready to murder him. "Crystal, hold on sweetheart," Ginny told her desperately as she held on to the squirming child.

"He called me stupid! Yet I'm his real sister."

Ginny could only sigh. "Go outside and play, either one of you can be Seekers or you can take turns being a Seeker. I'm just tired right now," Crystal looked at her mother with worry in her clear brown eyes.

"But mommy!" she protested. Ginny ignored her. Crystal held on to her Unicorn Comet while her brother tugged on her sleeve. 

"Come on Crystal," he muttered. James, being the oldest, although half brother looked at them.

"Crystal lets go. Mommy will be fine. Daddy is with her."

All three of them went outside. Crystal brushed back her tangled red hair. "Mommy hates me!" Crystal started to wail. James had to admire Lucifer's amazing patience.

"Stop it Crystal! I'm in a bad mood!"

Lucifer came up to Crystal. "Mommy's in a bad mood," he said it simply. Crystal stared as if she was seeing him for the first time. "Calm down Crystal," he said. Crystal threw her brothers a dirty look and sat on her Unicorn Comet broom and flew off into the air. Lucifer sat down on the Golden Dragon and went after Crystal. James, feeling left out, followed his two siblings.

"Wait for me!" James shouted. Crystal looked back and saw James gripping the broom tightly, his knuckles turning white, the color of snow. She stopped; Lucifer stopped and they waited for James to catch up with them.

"CRYSTAL VIRGINIA MALFOY!" someone shouted. That someone was their mother. "GET DOWN HERE THIS INSANT!" Nervously they got to the ground, with their father watching them calmly, contrasted to their angry mother. "You are grounded."

"Who?" Crystal asked.

"You Crystal. Now go to your room so we can discuss your punishment." Crystal jumped off the broom and the two brothers looked at each other, wondering what was up. James felt anger.

"Is mom okay?" He asked his stepfather.

"She is I believe. You two are also grounded."

"Why me father?" Lucifer asked. Draco clicked his tongue.

"You went above the limits that are designed so Muggles can't see us." His father explained it calmly. "You two, go to your rooms." They followed his directions.

8/01/2003

It was a typical morning at the Malfoy household. Ginny was preparing something for her sons and daughter while they clanged and banged spoons and pans together like a rock band. The noise gave Draco a headache. "Stop it you two," he whispered. Crystal and James didn't listen while Lucifer put down the pan and the wooden spoon and left his father in peace. Ginny served the meal and bundled up Crystal in clothes so they can go shopping together. Draco had work this morning while today was Ginny's day off. Crystal was grounded for three days.

"Got to be going honey," Ginny murmured as she and the three children left their father who managed to finish the meal in peace. Since he had several hours before the work, Draco took G.K Blake's book titled Uranus Moon I.  He opened it to page 479 and began reading the prophecy that was to happen in years to come. Each book was about one thousand pages long since it had everyone's future. He began reading it.

The Torch Carrier

A Lighter brings hope to the millions when hours seem dark

While his sister is dead, his half brother also dead, and his last brother

Barely alive. The skeletons in the graveyard, laughing and mocking the

Boy. Different from the world, so much like his father, yet wasn't raised

Like him. The fire burns bright just like hopes of the millions.

Light the candle, Torch Carrier, light the candle, with your news.

His wife shall bear him three sons, one of them named after Light,

Another named after Dragon and the last one after his dead brother.

Daughter he shall also have, who shall be clear, like snow.

Burn the Torch and let Fire spirits spread their wings and beauty.

Draco finished reading Uranus Moon I and picked up a paper that Ginny left him. It was a letter from her parents who only threatened to disown her but actually they didn't. The note arrived yesterday. But still they treated Ginny like an outcast, as if she didn't belong with them. Draco felt sorry for her but didn't know how he could help her. His mother was dead; his father in a wizard jail and he didn't have any brothers or sisters or any aunts or uncles.

He put down the book and left to work, wondering about the torch carrier.

Meanwhile, Ginny along with her three children was shopping. "Can I get this adorable robe mommy?" Crystal asked as she picked up a violet robe. Crystal needed a Muggle dress.

"Honey, it's summer, not winter," Crystal put on a sour face.

"But soon it will be winter!" she insisted.

"Let's get you an adorable dress," Ginny insisted. James and Lucifer, meanwhile, were snoring loudly. Crystal, angry at her brothers' behavior, came up to them and painfully nudged them on the ribs. Ginny watched her with irritation in her eyes.

"Wake up you two good for nothing lazy bad clothes wearing butts!" she called out. James woke up and yawned and focused his eyes on his younger sister.

"This is boring!" he told her. Lucifer nodded his head vigorously.

"Very boring," he agreed.

"Mummy, why can't I have a sister?" she asked desperately. Ginny didn't know how to answer Crystal's question.

"Perhaps soon you'll have a sister, but your father and I have our hands full and having three children isn't a picnic."

"I want a sister," Crystal told Ginny.

"For now we aren't going to have another baby Crystal."

"But—"

"No buts. My word is final." Ginny told her. Finally after several hours of shopping for clothes they bought the clothes for James and Lucifer and Crystal. Meanwhile, James and Lucifer agreed to burn the clothes once they get home. They didn't like clothes that Crystal had chosen them, with the help from Ginny. The sweaters were pink with little bows tied to it. And the pants were also pink and fluffy bunnies on them.

Not even for their worst enemy would they give the clothes to wear. Their father would understand since he also couldn't stand his oldest daughter's antics. "Let's do it tonight," James whispered to Lucifer who agreed. Their parents would be at a restaurant and a baby sitter would watch after them. "You do something loud and I'll set fire to them." Both of them snickered like hyenas. Fortunately neither Ginny nor Crystal heard them.

Later at the restaurant, Ginny and Draco were sitting at Fairies Lamplight and Ginny was telling Draco what Crystal had told her. "She wants to talk with someone, to be with someone," Ginny explained to him.

"Don't worry about her, I don't need two Crystals." Draco told her smoothly.

"But she is my daughter," Ginny told him.

"She is also my daughter but do you remember what the doctor said?"

"How could I forget?" Ginny told him in a miserable voice. "I'm not supposed to have anymore children if I don't want to be dead or sterile."

"I know this isn't comforting for neither you or Crystal, but at least you two have a relationship." Draco told her.

Ginny didn't reply but was nervous. Maybe in years she would heal and nothing bad would happen to her. Then she could give Crystal a sister she needed.

While Ginny was with Draco, James and Lucifer were having tough time. Rowena Abbott, a woman who had sharp eyes and hearing to boot, knew that something was wrong. This was the second time they failed to burn the clothes. "New plan," James said. "You sing very loudly and keep Rowe distracted while I burn the clothes."

"She'll hear us," Lucifer whispered furiously as he brushed back his silver blonde hair.

"Would you rather have to wear these clothes or let her catch you?"

Lucifer thought for a moment. "Where do I stand?"

James smiled. "Go upstairs." Lucifer went upstairs and started to sing loudly. James smiled, put the fuzzy clothes in the fireplace and in a Muggle way set them afire. Rowena Abbott went upstairs to see what was wrong with Lucifer. Smoke engulfed the clothes, swallowing everything about them. Then the fire smoked out and both boys were happy.