"Oh, Draco." Draco Malfoy was walking down the hallways of Hogwarts when he heard someone teasingly shout out his name. He turned around and faced six redheaded males and one raven-haired one. Six Weasleys plus Harry Potter.

Draco had been taught not to fear anything, but at that moment he felt something of a twinge that came close to fear. "We're not going to hurt you, yet. We promised Ginny." To Draco it sounded like the person speaking the words regretted the promise he had made. He didn't know which Weasley who was speaking. It had to be the dragon-tamer or the curse-breaker, but he had no clues.

"What do you want with me?" He had to sound defiant. Of course he knew what they wanted. But that wasn't a reason why they should run this conversation the way they wanted to. "We want to talk. About Ginny." Ron was short in his voice. Draco remembered that Ron Weasley never really had liked him. He had never really liked Ron either so it really didn't matter.

"What about Ginny? She is your sister, isn't she? Why would you want to talk to me about her for?" The twins weren't happy with his answer. Two pair of fists brought him up against the wall.

"How to behave around her. We understand that due to this prophecy you'll have to touch her, anything more than that we'd rather not know about." Where one of them let off the other one continued in a grave voice. "Ginny herself said it wouldn't be so bad shagging you since you were kind of sexy. That's not the kind of thing we want to hear about. Go on Charlie."

And Charlie went on. "Ginny must be happy at all times. If one of us, and that includes Harry, finds out that you're messing up her life anymore than you ought to, we kick your butt. No matter what we promised Ginny." The words passed between them like a hot potato. Draco kept having problems with identifying the speaker.

"If we find out that you're cheating on her, we're going to remove any chance you'll ever have of becoming a father. Harry here can save the earth instead. Right?" Harry just nodded at Bill's word. "We can handle you not being particularly nice to us, as a matter of fact, little Ronniekins will probably die of shock the day you decide to. But Ginny is an entirely different matter."

After they had finished with the "veiled" threats Harry couldn't contain himself. He had to take some part in this conversation. "So, Draco… Where are you planning to live after you get married?"

***

Dumbledore was standing by the lake, thinking. Draco and Ginny had seemingly adjusted extremely well to the news. That, and the fact that Draco and Ginny hadn't had a conversation alone since the revelation of the meaning worried him. He knew without doubt that even if the two had accepted the news, and adapted well to them, they still felt that it was just a dream.

He didn't see any problems with the actual mating in the prophecies, put two adolescents with high hormone levels together and "Houston" wouldn't have a problem anymore…

The actual problem was that the two of them would be getting married and living together for the rest of their lives. For that going as smoothly as possible they would have to get to know each other. Preferably before the wedding ceremony itself, which was taking place after they all had Graduated from Hogwarts.

Albus Dumbledore sighed and went to look for a certain Black dog.

***

Ginny felt like she was going mad. Over-protective brothers were something she would have given anything to avoid having. Ever since school started again after Christmas she had played countless matches of Chess with Ron, got several visits from the rest of the lot and played a great deal of Quidditch with Harry. Ginny was sick of Chess, sick of loosing for Ron all the time and sick of getting tons of notes from "helpful" brothers. Quidditch with Harry were the bright point in her days.

But sometimes she stopped up and wondered. What was Draco doing? What did he like doing? What was married life like? Would the two of them argue all the time, or would they have other things to occupy their free time with?

She wished she had a close girl friend to confide in, at certain times the testosterone levels were getting a bit too high in her surroundings for her comfort. It was while she was thinking those thoughts that she noticed Hermione in one of the chairs in the common room. She was crying. Ginny immediately knew the source of that.

She marched over to where Hermione was sitting and sat down beside her. "It is my idiot brother again, isn't it?" Ginny prided herself on being honest and straightforward. But this time her words only made Hermione cry harder. "It isn't Ron, Dean just broke up with me. He had the nerve to say that it had been a great time, but he wasn't one who went steady with anyone for that long. So he dumped me."

Ginny didn't really know what to do. She had never been dumped in her life. As a matter of fact she had never had a steady boyfriend, except for now. Having six brothers was not easy and only the bravest of boys dared to ask her if she wanted to have butterbeer with them in Hogsmeade as long as Ron was lurking in the scenery.

She didn't know what to say to Hermione. Should she say to Hermione that Dean was a bastard for dumping her, and that he wasn't worthy of her attention? Nah, they could get back together, and then Hermione would probably remember her words. She decided to just try her best.

"Hermione. Don't cry. No boy is ever worth crying over, remember it." Ginny patted Hermione's shoulder and gave her a hug muttering small comforting sounds in the progress. The crying girl finally calmed down some, and only sobs were heard occasionally.

"I was not crying because he dumped me, it isn't worth using my energy on… but I am supposedly so smart, how could I not recognize the fact that he felt tied up? Ginny?" She looked up from the hug. "Ron told me about your situation, so why are you sitting here and comforting me? Don't you have enough to worry about on your own?" Ginny finally got the chance to let all the things she had coped up inside out.

"Hermione, how many children do you think Draco and I'll have to have? The prophecy only uses "create new life" in a single form, would we have to have more than one child? With my genes just one child isn't very likely, but after we'd got the one we could get a divorce or something." Ginny began to look so hopeful that Hermione forgot her own sorrows. She couldn't be blue because of a break-up when Ginny was getting married to someone they had all considered an enemy, could she?

A/N: So here was chapter seven… I claim no ownership to these characters. Originally they came from the great mind of J.K. Rowling.

My friend Randi wanted me to dedicate something to her, because it was her "fault that I got more bored than usual during the newer history class that started it all. She was absent and I had no one to pass notes to. So Randi. This one's for you. Even if you'll get to see the Harry Potter film before I do.

Kjersti… I know the chapters are short. (?) But I am kind of busy… Last year is a stress, and this week we have a ball at the school. I am participating with the brass-group and a jazzbalett class… Rehearsals at both… I can hardly wait for Saturday morning when it will be over… Less stress…

To the rest of you.. Hope you liked it. Stay tuned for more. I've just started on two new stories as well. I know I should finish the ones that are already in progress, but I have so many ideas… And I WANT to see the Harry potter film… When I get some money to buy tickets.

Review… I am doing a hall of reviewing fame again… Sometime soon. Want to be up there with the rest of the lot? All you have to do is leave your signature and a comment…:) But what on earth am I going to write in chapter 8? I don't have any ideas on this one for the moment… I think my muse ran of… Or did someone steal it?