"Did you just include the words sweetheart and darling in a sentence about me?" Ginny had stopped thinking about who could've locked them in the Astronomy Tower and was now focusing on Draco Malfoy. Her husband-to-be.

"Well, aren't I the one man entitled to call you that? Seeing that you are my fiancé? I hope that Potter doesn't go around calling you that, then things could get confusing. Sweet Virginia." Draco was enjoying himself as much as he could.

Ginny didn't know what to reply to that. No one except for her parents had ever used those kinds of terms of endearment while talking to her. But he is your fiancé. The little voice in her head kept telling her. If he doesn't say it, who will? It is rather weird, having gone from enemies directly to engaged people. We have skipped the flirting stage, the friends stage, the boyfriend/girlfriend stage. He didn't even propose to me... Don't I deserve a proper proposal? Her tears watered at the thought and she began to sob.

Draco didn't know why, but all of a sudden Ginny began to cry. It can't be because I called her Sweet Virginia. Surly since she's grown up in a loving family she's heard pet names like that before. What am I supposed to do? She is crying. Usually when girls are crying I taut them or smirk and walk away. Since someone has locked the door I can't do that here. I hardly think that I would increase my popularity with Ginny if I did that. What would the caring Draco do? Ask her why she's crying, you twit.

"Uhm, Ginny. Here." He held out a white handkerchief to her and she took it, muttering something that sounded like a thank-you. After she had stopped the worst of the crying he gently put his hand around her shoulders. "What's the matter? Why were you crying?" Ginny nearly burst into tears once more. This Draco was someone she'd never seen before. He was being kind and considerate.

"You know," she tried to smile. "I've dreamt about getting married since I was four. Only I always imagined that the least thing I would get was a proposal. It could only have been "Hey, want to get married?" But at least I would've been asked. I feel like I haven't got a say in all of this." She put her head down on Draco's shoulder. He put his head on top of hers. For a long while they just sat there. The two of them, together.

"Ginny. I realize that you might not be in love with me, but would you care to spend the rest of your life with me? I know you won't have an easy time, but what comes easy isn't worth having. All I can promise you for the moment are myself; the future is up to us to create. Virginia Weasley, will you marry me?" His words were soft and Ginny found her eyes beginning to get wetter by each word he spoke. She tilted her head up, so she looked in his eyes.

"You know, all I wanted was a white knight with a good heart, soft touch, fast broom. I got stuck with you, somehow I suspect the ones who spin our destinies care about what I want." She smiled.

"I'll marry you. I can't promise you all that much either, besides a large over-protective family and myself. But what is mine will be yours." They sat back in silence.

"Draco, do you believe in divorce?" Ginny had to know.

"No, not really. I know that my parents are going to get a divorce, but that doesn't work for me. Once I made a promise I am going to keep it. Why? It is just five minutes after I proposed to you, trying to get rid of me already?" She heard in his voice that he was amused.

"No, but it would be rather silly if we didn't share the same views on that subject. The prophecies don't say anything about the matter except…" Her voice faded and his curiosity began to kick in. "Except what?"

Ginny blushed. "Well. You know… We have to… Like I said to my brothers. Shag." Draco got intrigued. "You said that to them. That the two of us have to shag? And they haven't killed me yet?" She looked kind of embarrassed. "Well. I didn't put it like that… not exactly. I told them I was going to marry you this Christmas, I added it as an afterthought to shock them." He could tell she was avoiding the subject. "You added what as an afterthought, Ginny?"

"I told them that it wouldn't be so bad shagging you, because you are kind of sexy." The last part was whispered. Draco didn't have to strain to hear it. He could remember one of her brothers saying that she had told them that. He thought they had made it up. He felt a smile beginning to take form.

"I am kind of sexy…? But darling, you forgot to mention that I am extremely sexy and attractive…" He touched her cheek gently with the hand he didn't have around her shoulders. "Besides methinks the lady is quite sexy, good-looking and extremely charming herself."

"You really think so?" Ginny was touched by his words. They had forgotten that they were locked in the Astronomy Tower together and were absorbed in the conversation they were having. Getting to know each other. "I know so sweetheart." She was smiling up at him and all of a sudden reached up and kissed him on the lips. A long time. When she withdrew her eyes was big. Draco, for once was speechless.

They kissed several more times, but finally they fell asleep. When Hermione came to un-lock the door that was the sight she got. Ginny was sleeping with her head on Draco's shoulder and her arms around his chest. Draco had his head on her head and his arms around her. Hermione had to smile; they looked so cute together. She had to go tell Dumbledore that their plan had been a success before the two lovebirds awoke.

***

When the first rays of sun entered the room Ginny awoke. Her back felt stiff but she was warm and not all that uncomfortable. When she opened her eyes she saw Draco sleeping beside her. She smiled a wicked grin and decided to give him an unusual wake-up call.

Ginny carefully put her lips on his mouth and kissed him, long and intensely. Draco began to kiss back and they were sitting there kissing when Dumbledore entered the tower.

"May I have your attention? Ahem, Miss Weasley, if you could keep your lips off the face of my grandson so that I could talk to him for a minute." After Ginny and Draco had stopped snogging they looked over at him and he continued. "Draco I believe you got a note from me saying that I was going to tell you about your father. Well. I am going to." Dumbledore pulled out a sweet and transfigured it into a chair where he sat down.

"This isn't easy to say. When your mother was in Hogwarts she wasn't in Slytherin, Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. She was in Gryffindor. Some of her closest friends were Lily Evans, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black. Narcissa and Sirius were almost the best of friends from day one at the Hogwarts Express. They did everything together. Then Remus, Peter, James and Sirius decided they needed a secret order just for boys. The marauders were formed. Lily and Narcissa didn't like that at all and played a large number of pranks on the boys until they were admitted. Everything was peaceful for some years. Until they reached the time when they all started going to Hogsmeade together. Lily and James were avoiding each other at that time so Lily and Remus went together. Sirius and Narcissa went together without really having the need to discuss it. Soon they became more and more serious, excuse the pun. But a week before they were about to leave Hogwarts they had some sort of fight. Sirius threw himself at some blonde bimbo; Narcissa went straight to Lucius and married him just after they left the school. Just over 8 months later you were born Draco. Sirius Black is your father."

Draco had been sitting quietly paying attention to what Dumbledore was telling him. But after his finish he shot up like a firework. "It isn't true. How can Sirius Black be my father? How can my mother have kept it as a secret from my… from Lucius Malfoy? It can't be true. I don't believe it."

Ginny looked over at Dumbledore and raised her eyebrows. He nodded as response to her silent question. "Draco, darling, some things are true whether you believe them or not. This is one of them. If Professor Dumbledore tells you that Sirius Black is your father then that's the case. I think you should meet Sirius as soon as possible. Where is Sirius at the moment Professor?"

***

At that moment Sirius was having a serious chat with Harry. (A/N: NO PUN INTENDED.) "Harry. I am going to have to confess something to you. You know I have a rather wild youth?" Harry just nodded. This was going to be hard enough for Sirius without Harry interfering too much. "Well it appears that sometimes during that wild youth I got myself a kid. What I am trying to tell you Harry is that Draco Malfoy is my son."

After spending quite a number of years with the Weasley twins Harry had considered himself unshockable. Apparently not. "Surely you can't be serious." "I am Sirius, and don't call me Surely." When Sirius made jokes that bad, Harry knew his Godfather wasn't himself. "This is the truth? Draco is your son. He is getting married to Ginny. Are you going to marry his mother?" Sirius Black blushed. "Ah, well. I proposed to her last night. Surprisingly she said yes. How would you like to come live with us after we get married?"

***

Draco was standing outside of the locker rooms. He had played against Hufflepuff and won. So why weren't he in the Slytherin Common Room with the rest of the team celebrating? Why was he standing here, seemingly waiting for someone to come?

Harry had been at the game, but instead of going back to the Gryffindor Common Room after wards he had been grooming his broom. Now he was heading back, but he couldn't help but to notice the morose Draco Malfoy standing by himself outside of the Slytherin locker room. "What's the matter?" Ever since Harry had discovered that his Godfather was Draco's father he had felt a close tie to the Slytherin. After all they were nearly brothers now. They had even had some conversations regarding the past, the present, the future, girls and Quidditch.

"I am getting married, Harry. I didn't realize it until this moment. When I asked Ginny to get married in the Astronomy Tower I didn't fully realize what I was doing. All I knew was that she wanted a proposal, and I gave it to her. We have to get married anyway, so it was just to comfort Ginny. But suddenly it turned into something more significant. Now I'm getting married." He looked at Harry. "She's perfect. I'm not. I don't deserve her, Harry. She should have been marrying some kind of perfect hero like you. Not some Slytherin like myself." Harry only stared at Draco for a minute before he began to talk.

"That is bullshit, Draco and you know it. She is not perfect. You're not perfect. The question is whether or not you are perfect for each other. I think you are. You are going to have children. Any kid will be lucky to have the two of you as parents. The kids will even have the best grandparents in the world. You are right for Ginny, and Ginny is right for you. That is all that matters. Even if you were thrown together by the prophesies you have to ignore that. You were meant to get together, regardless of that." Draco smiled at Harry as he was making the speech.

"You forget something Harry. The kids will have amazing uncles as well. Not just the Weasleys but you are included there." Harry threw his arm around Draco's shoulders. "I believe you have a celebration bash to attend to?"

***

Crabbe and Goyle looked over at Draco, who had finally arrived at the celebration in the Common room, like two giggling girls. "Draco, Draco" He barely acknowledged them with a glare. "Yes?" Crabbe was the quickest one of the two with the words. "Is it true that you are going to marry the Weasley wench? Is it true that you're going to get babies? Is it…" By the time he had reached the third "is it…" Draco was clenching his teeth. Ever since Dumbledore had announced the upcoming marriage rumors had flown all over Hogwarts. Draco was tired of the looks from his fellow Slytherins and the way they kept putting Ginny down. "You ask me one more question and I'm beating the shit out of you! What I chose to do it none of your concerns." With those words Draco turned his back on them and walked out of the Slytherin Common Room. He was going to see Ginny.

***

Pansy Parkinson, not very happy with the way things have ended for her, looked over at Draco in Potions and exclaimed rather loudly. "I can't imagine having a baby at 17…" Ron ever so willing to protect the family honor was quick on the reply. "Well, then keep your knees shut." The last remark didn't go overly well with Snape. "20 points from Gryffindor."

A/N: I put in some quotes here. They are the work of Faith Hill, Good Will Hunting,, Airplane, City of Angels, the Breakfast Club and Gilmore Girls. I might have changed them some, but I don't own them. I don't own Harry Potter.

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