Hello every one, this is the sequel to stir crazy. But don't worry, if you
have not read stir crazy, this will still make sense (but I suggest you
read stir crazy, you may get a few laughs out of it, and I still need more
reviews.
Anyway, I hope you like this one, and please, do me a huge favor and remember to review.
Oh yeah, and I tried to email every one who reviewed stir crazy as a thank you, but there were just to many names, and stuff, so I am going to say it now. Thank you DISCLAIMER - I do not own these characters.
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The glass vase shattered against the wall. Draco Malfoy looked across the room at the person who had thrown the object, his wife, Ginny Weasley- Malfoy. She looked angry, almost as angry as Draco felt. Her hair was wild and her eyes crazy.
"You are bloody insane" he yelled. A crazy grin broke out on her face, making her look like a raving lunatic. .
"You bet your sorry white ass I am, I would have to be insane to want to have married you, and I know for sure that I am insane for staying with you for so damn long!" She screamed, picking up another one of the trinkets that was sitting on the table and throwing it across the room. Draco ducked and the trinket shattered against the wall.
"Then why did you stay?" He challenged. Ginny looked at him like he was the crazy one. He knew as well as she did why she had stayed with him.
"I have good reasons for staying with you Malfoy, I have three bloody good reasons" Ginny exclaimed.
"Will you stop yelling, you are going to wake them" Draco hissed. Ginny looked at him and began to shake her head sadly.
"I can't do this anymore; I can't play happy families with you any more Malfoy. I have to get out of here" She told him. They were both amazed at how calm she sounded as she told him this. They had fought before, but they usually never stopped screaming at each other. Never before had Ginny used an even and calm voice when they had been fighting. Draco had the gut wrenching suspicion that this time, their fight was serious. He didn't want to believe it, but he felt that this time was the end, for real. No matter how unhappy they claimed they were, Draco hoped that this was not the end.
Ginny crossed the room to the fire place and put her hand into the small bucket, pulling out a handful of floo powder. She stood in the fire place, he anger subsiding, but there an eerie sense of finality in her calmness.
"Are you going to be coming back?" He asked. He didn't know weather to be sad or angry. His wife was leaving him, maybe forever. And really, she had every right to leave.
"I don't know, I think I will, for the kid's sake, just give me some time ok, don't come looking for me" Ginny warned. Draco nodded.
Ginny looked at him, she could feel the anger coursing through her body, but she was also stricken with sadness, her marriage was falling apart, and she couldn't deal with the stress.
"The burrow" She called clearly, and then dropped the powder, then, she disappeared into an eruption of flames.
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Ginny had arrived at the burrow late, but her mother was still awake. Ginny didn't want to talk about it, that was the first thing she had said, she didn't want to talk about it, she just wanted a place to sleep.
Molly Weasley had respected her daughter's plea for space, and after helping her prepare her bedroom, left her alone. That had not been the first time that Ginny had arrived in the middle of the night, usually after a fight with Draco. She knew that Ginny would talk about what happened when she had thought it through properly.
A night to think was usually all that it took for Ginny to think through all of the aspects of what had happened, but this time she wasn't so sure that a night would be enough.
Life had been decent to her since she left Hogwarts. Since her sixth year, she was one of the happiest people in the world. It was only recently that things began to sour.
She honestly thought that her problems would start when she announced to her family and friends that she was dating Draco Malfoy. She had put it off for as long as possible, using the logic that the longer Ron didn't know, the better.
Hermione knew, of course, Hermione was one of the first people to know that Ginny and Draco were dating. Ginny liked the fact that Hermione knew, because at least she had some one to talk to about everything that was going on with the relationship.
Ginny trusted Hermione not to tell anyone, and Hermione held the secret close to her heart for almost a year before it accidently slipped out. Hermione accidentally revealed to Harry that Ginny and Draco had been dating, and Harry took it upon himself to tell Ron.
And that was when the couple hit their first complication. Ron was angry, but that was to be expected. Ron was a freaking red raging bull. But the reason why he was angry was what really surprised Ron.
He was angrier that Ginny and Draco had not told him that they were dating. Of course, he was pissed that Ginny was with a Malfoy, but more than anything else he was hurt that she didn't trust him with the information. Ginny and Ron talked it through, and she explained that Ron would more than likely have gone off the deep end with her because of it.
It took a little while, but Ron soon accepted that Ginny was dating Draco.
The summer after Ginny's sixth year (the summer after Draco graduated) they told their families about there relationship. The Weasley's accepted it, they didn't believe it at first, and they didn't want to believe it, but after a while they accepted it.
Draco had gotten the 'You hurt my little sister, I hurt you' speech from all six of Ginny's brothers (and Potter had even attempted it). Ginny hated it when her brothers tried to be a parent to her, but in some ways, she liked the fact that they had cared enough to lecture him.
Draco had not spoken to his father since telling him about Ginny. Not that he really cared about that.
Draco had gotten a job at Hogwarts after he graduated, taking on the role of assistant potions master. He took the job so that he could stay close to Ginny in her final year of school. Ginny had to admit that it was on of the weirdest experiences of her life, dating her assistant potions professor.
Never a day went by that they didn't declare their undying love for one another. They were so happy. Every one who saw them all said the same thing; they had what it took to stay together forever. Ginny and Draco just hoped every one was right.
The decision to marry was the easiest that either of them had to make. Draco had no hesitation in asking, and Ginny had no hesitation in saying yes. He waited till the end of Ginny's seventh year to ask, so he wasn't distracting her from her school work. Ginny Weasley left Hogwarts as one of the happiest students ever.
After a year of engagement, Ginny and Draco got married. No one really though that they were rushing into the decision, they were both highly mature individuals. They both knew what they wanted out of life, they both had jobs (Draco was replacing the retiring Professor Snape, thus also making him the new head of Slytherin house, and Ginny had gotten a job as a fashion designer, working in a little shop in Hogsmeade, designing her own gowns and then having them made and sold.) and they both understood the way the world worked. They loved each other and they supported each other, they were each others strength.
The wedding was small, mainly consisting of Ginny's family and friends (mainly because Draco wasn't speaking to his side of the family). Draco Malfoy and Virginia Weasley took their vows, promising to love, honor and obey each other, to be there through thick and thin, to forsake all others, as long as they both shall live.
Only a year had passed before they announced that they were expecting their first child. Ginny was amazed, her first son, Ezekiel 'Zeke' Malfoy was born with beautiful blonde hair and grey eyes. (Both Mother and father were somewhat glad that the Weasley Red hair gene wasn't strong in their child.)
Two years later, the Malfoy's welcomed the arrival of their twin boys, bringing the children count up to 3. Saxon and Xander, thankfully not identical twins, were also born with the Malfoy looks.
It was only a short while before they realized all three of the boys inherited the Weasley temper.
Life was sweet, well, it had been sweet. 6 years into their marriage, things took a turn for the worse.
Ginny had had a miscarriage, loosing her and Draco's fourth child. A baby girl that they planned to call Avril. I had broken Draco's heart when he lost his daughter. He had hoped to be a father to a little girl one day. A little girl that he could spoil and look after.
It wasn't that he blamed Ginny for what happened, because there was no way that he could place the blame in the situation, he had just wanted another child so bad, especially a little girl.
They had begun to become distant towards each other; they looked after their boys but continued to drift. Ginny had wanted their baby girl, she wanted a daughter so that she could have a relationship with her like the close relationship she had with her own mother. And she had wanted to give Draco the daughter that he wanted.
She didn't know how to deal with the loss of her baby, and it seemed that Draco didn't either. They needed to be strong for their other children, but it was so hard when the boys would ask questions like "When is the baby coming"
There was no way that Draco could explain to the boys without bursting into tears. Ginny was like that to. But it wasn't just the boys that Draco had stopped talking to.
Draco had stopped talking to her.
Every time he looked at his wife, he thought of his daughter. There was no blame, only sadness. They both knew that the other was suffering from the grief, but they didn't know how to comfort each other.
The distance between them soon turned to frustration. When they had taken their vows of marriage, they promised to let nothing come between them. But this was coming between them, and it was breaking them up.
Ginny began to put the effort back into their relationship again, throwing herself back into work and looking after the boys, trying to help Draco come to terms with life after Avril.
After a year, Ginny needed to move on, she knew she would never forget the fact that she almost had a daughter. But she wanted to live her life, she was still young and so was Draco, they still had many years together to have another child.
And it was that suggestion that made the fighting start. Ginny suggested that they have another child and move on. Maybe it was the wrong thing to suggest, and maybe it was the wrong time, but the suggestion was out there now.
That had been 2 years prior to Ginny's arrival at the Burrow. And for the last two years, Ginny had sat and watched as her word crumbled around her. She watched as Draco and herself grew apart more and more each day.
They fought over the smallest little things, stupid little things. Luckily, they had the sense never to fight in front of Zeke, Xander and Saxon, and neither of them ever became violent. But the war between them was still being fought.
They were on the slow boat to the land of divorce.
Ginny wanted nothing more than to have things the way they were at Hogwarts. She longed for the feelings she had felt when she was a newlywed. She wanted nothing more than to be back before the time when she was going to have her baby girl. She wished that Avril had been born happy and healthy.
But life had taken it path, and that was the way that it was. No amount of wishing and hoping and longing could bring back the feelings, nothing could bring back Avril, and nothing could make the fighting stop.
It was once said by a muggle philosopher Plato, "Only the dead have seen the end of war"
She wondered if that was the way this war would end. She sure hoped not.
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Draco looked out of the window as he absent mindedly buttered the piece of toast in his hand. Suddenly, there was a tugging at his pants leg. He looked down to see Saxon pulling his pants.
"Daddy, are you finished buttering my toast?" Saxon asked, Draco looked down at his blonde haired child. He handed the piece of buttered toast to him, and then turned back to the kitchen table where his other sons were sitting.
"Daddy, Where is mummy?" Xander asked. Draco sighed, he didn't know how to explain that she had left because they had had another fight.
"Did you and Mummy have another fight?" Zeke asked. Draco smirked. No need to explain when you have a son as smart as Zeke.
"We did, but don't worry, your mother has just gone to Nana and Pop's place for a while, she'll be back" Draco explained, sitting with the boys.
"Are you and mummy breaking up?" Saxon asked. The kids didn't understand really what they were saying, but they seemed to pick up on things that himself and Ginny had been trying hard to hide.
"No, Who told you that?" Draco asked, messing up Saxon's hair.
"That is what Zeke said" Xander replied. Draco shot a look at his oldest child.
"Zeke, don't tell your brothers things like that .... what even made you think like that any way?" He asked. Zeke shrugged.
"Well, Mum has been staying at Nan and Pop's house a lot lately, and you guys fight heaps" Zeke replied. Draco had to damn the fact that his son picked up on everything.
"Your mother and I are not breaking up. We are just sorting through some of our problems" He covered.
"But you have been sorting through your differences for years now" Zeke replied.
"Ezekiel! There is nothing like that happening, and I would appreciate you not telling your brothers things like that" Draco told him. Zeke rolled his eyes, he hated being called Ezekiel.
"But what would happen if you and mum do split up?" Saxon asked, there was fear in his voice, and Draco just wanted to reach out and hug him.
"That would never happen. I....I..love your mother very much. We are not splitting up" He hoped his voice didn't sound to faked, because truthfully, he didn't know what was going to happen in the future. He hoped his marriage wasn't over, but he couldn't go one with the way things were.
Draco was just about to continue to convince his unbelieving boys that he was going to stay with their mother. But he was interrupted by an owl tapping at the window.
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"Good Morning Molly"
Ginny heard the voice in the kitchen and sat up quickly, so quickly in fact, that all the blood rushed to her face.
"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed, running to the older girl and practically leaping into her arms.
"Ginny, Wow, what a surprise, are the boys here?" Hermione asked, looking around the living room of the burrow. "Or are you here alone?"
"I am here alone" Ginny admitted.
"You need to stop fighting with your husband" Hermione told her, wrapping an arm around Ginny's shoulders and moving with her to the couch.
They sat together for a while, discussing the latest fight in a long line of fights. Hermione was always a tower of strength to Ginny when she needed her. Hermione's scientific way of working through things oddly helped her work trough things in her own life.
"Actually, I am glad you are here, I have a question to ask you" Hermione said after about an hour of talking.
"And why is that?" Ginny asked.
"I need you to design me a dress to wear to the reunion" Hermione smiled. Ginny just looked at her, confused.
"What reunion?" Ginny asked. Hermione smiled and handed her the parchment that had been delivered by an owl that morning.
"Dear Miss Granger, you are invited to the ten year reunion of your graduating class." Ginny read out loud off of the paper.
"Draco would have been invited to" Hermione told her.
"Yeah, I can design you a dress, when do you want it by?" Ginny smiled.
"Well, I guess you can start on mine after you have finished your own" Hermione suggested.
"Why would I need a dress? I am not going to the reunion"
"Why not, come on Ginny, it will be lots of fun" Hermione told her. Ginny sighed and looked back down at the invite again. "Plus, Draco cant turn up by himself"
"Yes he can, let him be the one to explain to all of those people that out marriage is breaking up. Let his be the one to listen to every ones great stories about how great their careers are, and how their children and spouses are just perfect. Let him explain that he cant even stand to be in the same room with his wife."
"It is not like that at all" Hermione replied smiling. "I am sure that there are others who are as pathetic as you"
"Oh, gee, thank for that Hermione, makes me feel so much better." She smirked. Hermione just hugged her.
"Think about it, at least, maybe you need this, maybe this is exactly what you and Draco need" Hermione told him. Ginny nodded at her.
"Maybe, Maybe not"
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Review please.
Do you like the title of this fic, if you don't, maybe you can suggest something, and I might change it.
Anyway, I hope you like this one, and please, do me a huge favor and remember to review.
Oh yeah, and I tried to email every one who reviewed stir crazy as a thank you, but there were just to many names, and stuff, so I am going to say it now. Thank you DISCLAIMER - I do not own these characters.
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The glass vase shattered against the wall. Draco Malfoy looked across the room at the person who had thrown the object, his wife, Ginny Weasley- Malfoy. She looked angry, almost as angry as Draco felt. Her hair was wild and her eyes crazy.
"You are bloody insane" he yelled. A crazy grin broke out on her face, making her look like a raving lunatic. .
"You bet your sorry white ass I am, I would have to be insane to want to have married you, and I know for sure that I am insane for staying with you for so damn long!" She screamed, picking up another one of the trinkets that was sitting on the table and throwing it across the room. Draco ducked and the trinket shattered against the wall.
"Then why did you stay?" He challenged. Ginny looked at him like he was the crazy one. He knew as well as she did why she had stayed with him.
"I have good reasons for staying with you Malfoy, I have three bloody good reasons" Ginny exclaimed.
"Will you stop yelling, you are going to wake them" Draco hissed. Ginny looked at him and began to shake her head sadly.
"I can't do this anymore; I can't play happy families with you any more Malfoy. I have to get out of here" She told him. They were both amazed at how calm she sounded as she told him this. They had fought before, but they usually never stopped screaming at each other. Never before had Ginny used an even and calm voice when they had been fighting. Draco had the gut wrenching suspicion that this time, their fight was serious. He didn't want to believe it, but he felt that this time was the end, for real. No matter how unhappy they claimed they were, Draco hoped that this was not the end.
Ginny crossed the room to the fire place and put her hand into the small bucket, pulling out a handful of floo powder. She stood in the fire place, he anger subsiding, but there an eerie sense of finality in her calmness.
"Are you going to be coming back?" He asked. He didn't know weather to be sad or angry. His wife was leaving him, maybe forever. And really, she had every right to leave.
"I don't know, I think I will, for the kid's sake, just give me some time ok, don't come looking for me" Ginny warned. Draco nodded.
Ginny looked at him, she could feel the anger coursing through her body, but she was also stricken with sadness, her marriage was falling apart, and she couldn't deal with the stress.
"The burrow" She called clearly, and then dropped the powder, then, she disappeared into an eruption of flames.
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Ginny had arrived at the burrow late, but her mother was still awake. Ginny didn't want to talk about it, that was the first thing she had said, she didn't want to talk about it, she just wanted a place to sleep.
Molly Weasley had respected her daughter's plea for space, and after helping her prepare her bedroom, left her alone. That had not been the first time that Ginny had arrived in the middle of the night, usually after a fight with Draco. She knew that Ginny would talk about what happened when she had thought it through properly.
A night to think was usually all that it took for Ginny to think through all of the aspects of what had happened, but this time she wasn't so sure that a night would be enough.
Life had been decent to her since she left Hogwarts. Since her sixth year, she was one of the happiest people in the world. It was only recently that things began to sour.
She honestly thought that her problems would start when she announced to her family and friends that she was dating Draco Malfoy. She had put it off for as long as possible, using the logic that the longer Ron didn't know, the better.
Hermione knew, of course, Hermione was one of the first people to know that Ginny and Draco were dating. Ginny liked the fact that Hermione knew, because at least she had some one to talk to about everything that was going on with the relationship.
Ginny trusted Hermione not to tell anyone, and Hermione held the secret close to her heart for almost a year before it accidently slipped out. Hermione accidentally revealed to Harry that Ginny and Draco had been dating, and Harry took it upon himself to tell Ron.
And that was when the couple hit their first complication. Ron was angry, but that was to be expected. Ron was a freaking red raging bull. But the reason why he was angry was what really surprised Ron.
He was angrier that Ginny and Draco had not told him that they were dating. Of course, he was pissed that Ginny was with a Malfoy, but more than anything else he was hurt that she didn't trust him with the information. Ginny and Ron talked it through, and she explained that Ron would more than likely have gone off the deep end with her because of it.
It took a little while, but Ron soon accepted that Ginny was dating Draco.
The summer after Ginny's sixth year (the summer after Draco graduated) they told their families about there relationship. The Weasley's accepted it, they didn't believe it at first, and they didn't want to believe it, but after a while they accepted it.
Draco had gotten the 'You hurt my little sister, I hurt you' speech from all six of Ginny's brothers (and Potter had even attempted it). Ginny hated it when her brothers tried to be a parent to her, but in some ways, she liked the fact that they had cared enough to lecture him.
Draco had not spoken to his father since telling him about Ginny. Not that he really cared about that.
Draco had gotten a job at Hogwarts after he graduated, taking on the role of assistant potions master. He took the job so that he could stay close to Ginny in her final year of school. Ginny had to admit that it was on of the weirdest experiences of her life, dating her assistant potions professor.
Never a day went by that they didn't declare their undying love for one another. They were so happy. Every one who saw them all said the same thing; they had what it took to stay together forever. Ginny and Draco just hoped every one was right.
The decision to marry was the easiest that either of them had to make. Draco had no hesitation in asking, and Ginny had no hesitation in saying yes. He waited till the end of Ginny's seventh year to ask, so he wasn't distracting her from her school work. Ginny Weasley left Hogwarts as one of the happiest students ever.
After a year of engagement, Ginny and Draco got married. No one really though that they were rushing into the decision, they were both highly mature individuals. They both knew what they wanted out of life, they both had jobs (Draco was replacing the retiring Professor Snape, thus also making him the new head of Slytherin house, and Ginny had gotten a job as a fashion designer, working in a little shop in Hogsmeade, designing her own gowns and then having them made and sold.) and they both understood the way the world worked. They loved each other and they supported each other, they were each others strength.
The wedding was small, mainly consisting of Ginny's family and friends (mainly because Draco wasn't speaking to his side of the family). Draco Malfoy and Virginia Weasley took their vows, promising to love, honor and obey each other, to be there through thick and thin, to forsake all others, as long as they both shall live.
Only a year had passed before they announced that they were expecting their first child. Ginny was amazed, her first son, Ezekiel 'Zeke' Malfoy was born with beautiful blonde hair and grey eyes. (Both Mother and father were somewhat glad that the Weasley Red hair gene wasn't strong in their child.)
Two years later, the Malfoy's welcomed the arrival of their twin boys, bringing the children count up to 3. Saxon and Xander, thankfully not identical twins, were also born with the Malfoy looks.
It was only a short while before they realized all three of the boys inherited the Weasley temper.
Life was sweet, well, it had been sweet. 6 years into their marriage, things took a turn for the worse.
Ginny had had a miscarriage, loosing her and Draco's fourth child. A baby girl that they planned to call Avril. I had broken Draco's heart when he lost his daughter. He had hoped to be a father to a little girl one day. A little girl that he could spoil and look after.
It wasn't that he blamed Ginny for what happened, because there was no way that he could place the blame in the situation, he had just wanted another child so bad, especially a little girl.
They had begun to become distant towards each other; they looked after their boys but continued to drift. Ginny had wanted their baby girl, she wanted a daughter so that she could have a relationship with her like the close relationship she had with her own mother. And she had wanted to give Draco the daughter that he wanted.
She didn't know how to deal with the loss of her baby, and it seemed that Draco didn't either. They needed to be strong for their other children, but it was so hard when the boys would ask questions like "When is the baby coming"
There was no way that Draco could explain to the boys without bursting into tears. Ginny was like that to. But it wasn't just the boys that Draco had stopped talking to.
Draco had stopped talking to her.
Every time he looked at his wife, he thought of his daughter. There was no blame, only sadness. They both knew that the other was suffering from the grief, but they didn't know how to comfort each other.
The distance between them soon turned to frustration. When they had taken their vows of marriage, they promised to let nothing come between them. But this was coming between them, and it was breaking them up.
Ginny began to put the effort back into their relationship again, throwing herself back into work and looking after the boys, trying to help Draco come to terms with life after Avril.
After a year, Ginny needed to move on, she knew she would never forget the fact that she almost had a daughter. But she wanted to live her life, she was still young and so was Draco, they still had many years together to have another child.
And it was that suggestion that made the fighting start. Ginny suggested that they have another child and move on. Maybe it was the wrong thing to suggest, and maybe it was the wrong time, but the suggestion was out there now.
That had been 2 years prior to Ginny's arrival at the Burrow. And for the last two years, Ginny had sat and watched as her word crumbled around her. She watched as Draco and herself grew apart more and more each day.
They fought over the smallest little things, stupid little things. Luckily, they had the sense never to fight in front of Zeke, Xander and Saxon, and neither of them ever became violent. But the war between them was still being fought.
They were on the slow boat to the land of divorce.
Ginny wanted nothing more than to have things the way they were at Hogwarts. She longed for the feelings she had felt when she was a newlywed. She wanted nothing more than to be back before the time when she was going to have her baby girl. She wished that Avril had been born happy and healthy.
But life had taken it path, and that was the way that it was. No amount of wishing and hoping and longing could bring back the feelings, nothing could bring back Avril, and nothing could make the fighting stop.
It was once said by a muggle philosopher Plato, "Only the dead have seen the end of war"
She wondered if that was the way this war would end. She sure hoped not.
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Draco looked out of the window as he absent mindedly buttered the piece of toast in his hand. Suddenly, there was a tugging at his pants leg. He looked down to see Saxon pulling his pants.
"Daddy, are you finished buttering my toast?" Saxon asked, Draco looked down at his blonde haired child. He handed the piece of buttered toast to him, and then turned back to the kitchen table where his other sons were sitting.
"Daddy, Where is mummy?" Xander asked. Draco sighed, he didn't know how to explain that she had left because they had had another fight.
"Did you and Mummy have another fight?" Zeke asked. Draco smirked. No need to explain when you have a son as smart as Zeke.
"We did, but don't worry, your mother has just gone to Nana and Pop's place for a while, she'll be back" Draco explained, sitting with the boys.
"Are you and mummy breaking up?" Saxon asked. The kids didn't understand really what they were saying, but they seemed to pick up on things that himself and Ginny had been trying hard to hide.
"No, Who told you that?" Draco asked, messing up Saxon's hair.
"That is what Zeke said" Xander replied. Draco shot a look at his oldest child.
"Zeke, don't tell your brothers things like that .... what even made you think like that any way?" He asked. Zeke shrugged.
"Well, Mum has been staying at Nan and Pop's house a lot lately, and you guys fight heaps" Zeke replied. Draco had to damn the fact that his son picked up on everything.
"Your mother and I are not breaking up. We are just sorting through some of our problems" He covered.
"But you have been sorting through your differences for years now" Zeke replied.
"Ezekiel! There is nothing like that happening, and I would appreciate you not telling your brothers things like that" Draco told him. Zeke rolled his eyes, he hated being called Ezekiel.
"But what would happen if you and mum do split up?" Saxon asked, there was fear in his voice, and Draco just wanted to reach out and hug him.
"That would never happen. I....I..love your mother very much. We are not splitting up" He hoped his voice didn't sound to faked, because truthfully, he didn't know what was going to happen in the future. He hoped his marriage wasn't over, but he couldn't go one with the way things were.
Draco was just about to continue to convince his unbelieving boys that he was going to stay with their mother. But he was interrupted by an owl tapping at the window.
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"Good Morning Molly"
Ginny heard the voice in the kitchen and sat up quickly, so quickly in fact, that all the blood rushed to her face.
"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed, running to the older girl and practically leaping into her arms.
"Ginny, Wow, what a surprise, are the boys here?" Hermione asked, looking around the living room of the burrow. "Or are you here alone?"
"I am here alone" Ginny admitted.
"You need to stop fighting with your husband" Hermione told her, wrapping an arm around Ginny's shoulders and moving with her to the couch.
They sat together for a while, discussing the latest fight in a long line of fights. Hermione was always a tower of strength to Ginny when she needed her. Hermione's scientific way of working through things oddly helped her work trough things in her own life.
"Actually, I am glad you are here, I have a question to ask you" Hermione said after about an hour of talking.
"And why is that?" Ginny asked.
"I need you to design me a dress to wear to the reunion" Hermione smiled. Ginny just looked at her, confused.
"What reunion?" Ginny asked. Hermione smiled and handed her the parchment that had been delivered by an owl that morning.
"Dear Miss Granger, you are invited to the ten year reunion of your graduating class." Ginny read out loud off of the paper.
"Draco would have been invited to" Hermione told her.
"Yeah, I can design you a dress, when do you want it by?" Ginny smiled.
"Well, I guess you can start on mine after you have finished your own" Hermione suggested.
"Why would I need a dress? I am not going to the reunion"
"Why not, come on Ginny, it will be lots of fun" Hermione told her. Ginny sighed and looked back down at the invite again. "Plus, Draco cant turn up by himself"
"Yes he can, let him be the one to explain to all of those people that out marriage is breaking up. Let his be the one to listen to every ones great stories about how great their careers are, and how their children and spouses are just perfect. Let him explain that he cant even stand to be in the same room with his wife."
"It is not like that at all" Hermione replied smiling. "I am sure that there are others who are as pathetic as you"
"Oh, gee, thank for that Hermione, makes me feel so much better." She smirked. Hermione just hugged her.
"Think about it, at least, maybe you need this, maybe this is exactly what you and Draco need" Hermione told him. Ginny nodded at her.
"Maybe, Maybe not"
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Review please.
Do you like the title of this fic, if you don't, maybe you can suggest something, and I might change it.