Another longish chapter, I hope you like it.
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Draco woke with a start. The room around him was dark and unfamiliar, but he could tell that there was not threat there. The slow rising sun was visible through the windows, and Draco sat up, the warmth brushing his skin, drawing him into a full state of being awake.
He remembered where he was, it was the living room of the burrow. Molly and Arthur had no problem with Draco sleeping on their lounge for the night, and Draco was very thankful. Ginny had thankfully picked up on the fact that he had not wanted to be alone the night before, and she had brought him to the noise of the burrow where he could emerge himself in the crowd of her brothers.
He was also very surprised that the Weasley's were excepting him as though there was no history between the two families. With all of the Weasley boys being in the one house, he had expected at least one confrontation. Luckily, the closest he had come to a fight with one of them was what Ron had said at the dinner table the night before, but now, even he seemed accepting of his presence. The Weasleys had invited him into their house, and allowed him to stay like he was part of their family, not the son of the enemy.
Looking around the room again, he realized that he was not the only one awake. From the noise that was being made, Draco could tell that some one was in the kitchen.
Standing from the couch, which surprisingly enough was actually very comfortable, Draco straightened his clothing. After arranging the couch, tidying it to the way it was before he had slept on it, he moved to the kitchen. From standing in the doorway, he could see Arthur Weasley, drinking tea and eating toast. He had the paper out in front of him his eyes skimming the words and moving pictures. Suddenly, as though he was sensing Draco's presence in the room, Arthur looked up and smiled.
"Good morning" Arthur smiled. Draco returned the smile strongly, stepping into the kitchen. "There is Tea and toast if you would like some." Draco smiled again and then made his way to the counter, taking a piece of toast and preparing himself some tea.
Draco saw that Mr. Weasley had folded his newspaper neatly and placed it on the side of the table, but he was still unsure if Mr. Weasley would wish to speak to him. Even if Arthur did not want to speak to him, Draco wanted to speak with Mr. Weasley. Never before had he had a conversation with Ginny's father, and there were a lot of things that he wished to talk to him about, maybe even congratulate him on his children.
"Do you still work for the misuse of muggle artifacts office, Mr. Weasley?" Draco asked as he sat down across for him at the table. Draco didn't know what to say in order to begin a conversation with him, but he decided that work at the ministry would be a pretty safe topic to start with. Arthur nodded, smiling. "I am just about to start at the ministry, next week, in fact"
"Really, which department?" Arthur asked. Draco could have sworn he had heard pride in Arthur Weasley's voice.
"The Magical Law Enforcement Department, just starting out with filing paper work" Draco explained.
"It is a good career, working for the ministry." Arthur smiled. "If you ever need help with anything there, just remember that I am there to lend a helping hand"
"Thank you sir" Draco smiled.
"Draco, stop with the sir thing, you are more than welcome to call me Arthur"
"Thank you...Arthur" Draco replied, hesitating before using his name. If there was one thing that his father did teach him, it was to always address your elders politely, and that it was impolite to use their first name unless it was requested. Even now that Arthur had requested that he call him Arthur, Draco felt odd about it.
Another question was working its way into Draco's mind, and he was not sure that he would like the answer, but, after taking a deep breath, he decided to ask it any way.
"Arthur, why have you and your family accepted me like this? I know for a fact that you should have dumped me out on my tail, especially after everything that my father has done to your family."
"We have accepted you for a few reasons son, but you must remember that your father did all of those things to our family, not you. Ginny has helped us all realize that you are not like your father. For Ginny to want to be your friend, then you must be an alright person, and I always had a hunch that you would not be as bad as Lucius, you take after your mother, thank goodness."
"My mother?" Draco asked, a little confused. Arthur nodded.
"You may or may not know Draco, I went to school with your mother, I also went to school with your father, that is when this silly rivalry between the two of us started. Your mother is a good woman, it was just unfortunate that she had to fall for some one like Lucius Malfoy." Arthur replied.
"I never knew that you went to school with my mother, but now that I think about it, it is rather obvious that you did" Draco mumbled "I don't know much about her life before I was born"
"They were a few years older than me, Lucius and Narcissa were in their seventh year when I was in my fifth, and James, Sirius, Remus and Lily were in their first year. If you don't mind me saying, even back then your father was a bastard..."
"Oh, he still is" Draco added, Arthur smiled.
"Your mother was the nicest slytherin in the history of all of slytherin. She was nice to every one, she didn't seem to take into consideration what house some one was in, or how pure their blood was. She was the complete opposite of your father. Everyone agreed that the sorting hat had made a mistake putting her in Slytherin. Then, your father noticed her, and what ever your father wanted, he got. No body knows how he ever got your mother to fall in love with him. Narcissa could have had any boy that she wanted, and yet she chose your father. She could have done so much better" Arthur explained.
Draco took a few seconds to take in everything that Arthur had just told him. "I agree"
"But as they say, life is just a long line of decisions and situations. I am sure that the decisions that Narcissa made were what she thought were right." Arthur sighed.
"I think we all make decisions that we make are right when we make them, or, at least we think that they are right, because what is the point of choosing the wrong path?" Draco asked. Arthur thought for a few minutes, and then agreed.
"You are a smart kid Draco, and don't you worry, you are going to do just fine, living on your own....."
There was an explosion from one of the upstairs rooms, the whole house shook, the windows rattled and something in the house fell of a shelf and shattered on the floor. At the sound of the explosion, Draco had bolted out of his seat, pressing his hand to his heart. Arthur didn't move, almost like he didn't hear it. He continued to drink his tea and at his toast as though nothing had happened.
"That would be a Weasley Wizarding Wheezes board meeting" Arthur smiled.
"The twins?" Draco asked shakily, Arthur just smiled at him again. .
"And Ron, who is opening up their third store soon" he replied. "You get used to it after a while I guess..."
Draco sat again, and took a sip of his tea, that was slowly cooling. "If you don't mind me asking Arthur, how do you do it?"
"Do what Draco?" Arthur asked.
"Raise so many children, I mean, you have seven wonderful kids, each one of them successful. How do you do it?"
Draco had no idea where he had gotten the courage to ask Arthur that, but he knew that sooner or later, he would have asked. Draco had been practically dying to speak to another father about where they got their strength and energy from. He needed to hear how other fathers had taken on their responsibilities, how they deal with it all.
He also wanted to tell Arthur about Kayla. Ginny had said she had not yet told her parents of the situation, so Draco wanted to tell them himself. Mainly because he knew the day would come when he would come to Arthur and Molly for advice on something.
"I didn't do all of it" Arthur replied honestly. "Molly did most of the work. She was the one who had to deal with them most of the time while I was at work."
"But you are their father, I mean, you have had a fair bit to do with raising these kids" Draco replied. Arthur nodded. "Weren't you ever scared?"
"Scared? Of being a father, of course I was, I still am. My youngest is almost 17 and I am still scared that I am going to screw them all up. Every time Charlie stands in front of a dragon, every time Fred and George test one of their silly little experiments on each other, every time Ron follows Harry and Hermione into the face of danger, I am petrified that something bad is going to happen." Arthur replied.
Draco asked softly. "Did you ever fear that one of your children would grow to resent you? Didn't you ever fear they would grow to hate you?"
"Draco, Don't feel guilty for hating you father" Arthur began "Some people don't deserve to be called fathers..."
"No, it is not that, I guess I just have fears of being a father" Draco admitted.
"Don't worry about it son, you are only 17, you still have years before you even consider having children" Arthur replied before raising his cup of tea to his lips.
"I wish I did. Arthur, I am already a father" Draco replied. Arthur suddenly choked on his tea. Lowering his cup to the table again, Draco watched as he tried to clear his throat. He raised his eyes to his, looking to see if he was in fact serious
"You are a father?" He repeated, still not believing. Draco nodded.
"That is what Ginny has been helping me with this summer. I am trying to get custody of my daughter. At the moment she is living with her muggle relatives, but they don't want her involved in the magic world" Draco explained.
"You are a father?" Arthur asked again. Draco nodded. "Well, um, that is a lot of responsibility for a boy of your age"
"Life is full of situations and decisions. I thought I was making the right decisions in the situations I was in. It all just resulted another life." Draco replied. Arthur nodded. "I have a daughter who is a half blood, and now I am fighting to get her back"
"Ginny has been helping you with that?" He asked, Draco nodded.
"She has been my strength. Ginny helped me move out of my father's house, she helped me get some where else to stay, she has helped regain my health. She has also been a character witness at my case, and also helped me yell at my father" Draco explained.
"Has your father interfered in the case?" Arthur asked, appalled.
"Do you really think that Lucius would let me fight for a half blooded child? And we were doing very well in our case, The people we were fighting against monumentally stuffed up their chances by voicing their not so complimentary feelings for the magic world and saying they would not let Kayla attend Hogwarts. I was that close to getting her back, and then, Lucius filed a charge against me over some money that I stole from him." Draco explained.
"What did you do? What are you going to do?" Arthur asked. Draco sighed.
"I have already done the only thing that I can do. I went to my father, asked him to drop the charges against me. He said he would think about it, which is just his way of saying no" Draco replied.
"You cant let him get you down, I am sure that if it does not work out for you this time, next time you try to win her back, it will all fall into place" Arthur replied. Draco nodded.
"Yeah, I hope so"
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Draco looked at his watch.
"She sleeps late when she has no where to be" Fred told him. Draco turned to the twin who was leaning against the counter.
"What?" Draco asked.
"You keep looking at your watch, if you are waiting for Ginny to wake up, then you will have to wait a little while longer. If she doesn't have to, Ginny would spend the whole day in bed." George replied.
Arthur had left for work a few hours before, and ten minutes after he had gone, Molly had come down. Draco had had another cooking lesson, this time learning how to make bacon and eggs, and then he got the chance to eat what he had prepared.
The smell had roused the Weasley boys from their sleep, but Ginny was still up in her room. It was almost lunch time, and Ginny was yet to come down.
From the other side of the room, something was tapping on the window. All of the boys turned to look at what it was. A large grey eagle owl sat on the window sill, tapping his beak against the glass.
"That is my father's owl" Draco exclaimed, crossing the room to where the window was. Opening it, the owl entered, and cast its large eyes around the room. The look on the birds face showed disgust, almost as if Lucius had told the bird how to react to the house he was delivering the message to. After Draco untied to letter from the animals leg, it turned and flew away with out even demanding food.
Draco nervously ripped open the envelope, not really caring about anything but the message that was held within. Pulling the letter out he skimmed it quickly.
"Bad news?" Charlie asked from the other side of the room, but Draco had already disappeared up the stairs.
Not even bothering to knock, he entered Ginny's room. He stopped dead in his tracks as he looked around the room. Every available space was covered in stuffed animals and toys. Draco smiled at all of the different bears.
There was a large lump in the bed which Draco guessed was Ginny. The blanket was over her head, probably to block out the sunlight, but it also made it so that Draco could not see her face, and Ginny, if she was even awake, had probably not even realized that he had entered the room.
He sat on the edge of her bed, trying to work out the best way to wake her up with out her being angry at him. Underneath the blanket, Ginny moved, rolling to the side and clearing a space on the bed near where Draco was sitting. Running his hand softly across the now bare space, Draco silently fought the temptation. He fought with his temptation, but lost. Kicking off his shoes, Draco stretched out on the bed beside her.
It felt strange for Draco to be laying beside Ginny like that. She was just a rolled up sleeping lump by his side, but it felt nice to be laying on the bed with her. This had not been why he had come to her room, but now that he was there, there was nothing more he would have wanted more.
Placing the parchment he had been sent on the small table beside his bed, Draco just stayed where he was, happy to just be in the same room as Ginny, even if she was not awake to know he was there.
He could no longer deny it, not even to himself. Draco knew he loved Ginny. He had never expected his heart to mend as soon after Jess had died, but it had. Ginny had shown him that he had so much more to live for, and now Draco was not only determined to live for his daughter, but also for her.
But Draco would still need time to let himself get things back on track, he would not be so heartless as to start a relationship with her when he was still caught up in the grief he felt for Jess. He told himself not to get ahead of himself. He did not know if Ginny even liked him like that. When they had had their conversation the day before, she had been hesitant to talk about her feelings. She was right, things between them were confusing.
He rolled onto his side, and carefully brought his hand up to the top of the blanket. He moved slowly, as not to wake her, and removed the blanket from over her head. Her eyes were still shut, and her breathing was still even, her red hair was messy and thrown across her face.
Brushing a strand of her red hair out of Ginny's face, he let his thumb run along her cheekbone. His light movements did not wake her, so he slowly moved forward, and brushed his lips against hers.
"I love you Ginny" he whispered against her lips, luckily, she had not woken up yet "Wait for me"
Pulling away reluctantly, he was surprised to see that Ginny was still asleep. He pressed another kiss to her forehead quickly, and then covered her with her blanket again. He did not move from her bed though, he just stayed where he was, taking in her bedroom, looking at all of the stuffed animals that she had collected of the years.
A few minutes later, Ginny moved under the blankets, rolling on her side and struggling out of the covers, pushing them away with her and down the bed. She sat up and stretched, yawning as she did so. When she saw that Draco was laying by her side, she screamed.
"Draco, what are you doing in my bed?" She asked. Draco smirked.
"What, you mean you don't remember?" he asked smugly. "And here is was thinking I meant something to you"
"You really are an ass" She replied, picking up a pillow and hitting him in the head with it. Draco laughed. "So what are you doing here?"
"I came to show you this" he replied, handing her the parchment. She opened it quickly and read it before launching herself into his arms.
"He dropped the charges" she laughed, the parchment still clenched in her hand. Draco laughed, holding her tightly as she hugged him. "This is really great"
She soon stopped giggling and smiling, but she was yet to let go of him, and Draco didn't let go of her either. They stopped laughing and just stared into each others eyes. Her blue eyes burned into his grey ones, each daring the other to look away first, Draco's eyes left hers just long enough to gaze longingly at her lips, the lips he had just kissed without her knowing.
He untangled his arms from where they were wrapped around her waist, and brought one to her cheek, running his knuckles against her smooth skin. Ginny closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling of his skin on hers, concentrating on the heat that was now spreading across her cheeks. Draco was just waiting her to tell him to stop, he was waiting for her to tell her that she was uncomfortable with what was happening, but the words never came, he just continued to stare at her, running his hand over her cheek.
A few seconds later, he moved his hand to her hair, watching, amazed as the red strands ran through his fingers. And yet, Ginny did not tell him to stop. He massaged his fingertips against her scalp softly, and Ginny couldn't help but moan slightly.
Draco took this as encouragement.
The hand that was buried in her hair carefully brought her mouth closer to his. He could feel the soft puffs of her breath on his own lips as he held her face closer to his. But she still did not pull away from him.
When his lips pressed against hers, she did not protest. Her hands moved up the back of his neck and tangled in his hair, pulling his mouth to hers. A kiss that had stared soft and gently had soon grown in passion.
This kiss was nothing like the first kiss they had shared, one obvious reason as to why this was different was because Ginny was yet to run away. Another reason, and a reason that Draco was rather proud of, was the fact that he was not thinking of anything other than Ginny. His mind was on her, and on nothing other than her.
Ginny's lips parted in an effort to increase intensity of the kiss they were sharing. Their lips tangled with each other, and for a few minutes, they forget everything but each other.
An explosion from down stairs made them pull away from each other. Ginny smiled nervously, resting her head on his collar, unable and unwilling to move. "What time does the case start again?" she asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
"Two, we better start getting ready" Draco told her, but his words contradicted his actions and he tightened his grip on her. Ginny smiled, pulling out of his arms reluctantly, she stood, moved to her closet, and prepared her things to have a shower. Draco, who was still laying on her bed, watched as she moved about.
She paused when she got to the door of her room, turning back to face him "Draco"
"Yes?" he asked. He expected her to tell him that that should not have happened, and that it would never happen again, he was pleasantly surprised when she continued what she was going to say.
"I will wait for you"
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Hi all.
I want to apologize to all who were disappointed with the fight Draco and Ginny had with Lucius. I don't fight with my parents so I don't know how to write a fight (seriously, I don't fight with them, I love my mum to much and my dad is never around)
Reviewing is nice, please be nice.
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Draco woke with a start. The room around him was dark and unfamiliar, but he could tell that there was not threat there. The slow rising sun was visible through the windows, and Draco sat up, the warmth brushing his skin, drawing him into a full state of being awake.
He remembered where he was, it was the living room of the burrow. Molly and Arthur had no problem with Draco sleeping on their lounge for the night, and Draco was very thankful. Ginny had thankfully picked up on the fact that he had not wanted to be alone the night before, and she had brought him to the noise of the burrow where he could emerge himself in the crowd of her brothers.
He was also very surprised that the Weasley's were excepting him as though there was no history between the two families. With all of the Weasley boys being in the one house, he had expected at least one confrontation. Luckily, the closest he had come to a fight with one of them was what Ron had said at the dinner table the night before, but now, even he seemed accepting of his presence. The Weasleys had invited him into their house, and allowed him to stay like he was part of their family, not the son of the enemy.
Looking around the room again, he realized that he was not the only one awake. From the noise that was being made, Draco could tell that some one was in the kitchen.
Standing from the couch, which surprisingly enough was actually very comfortable, Draco straightened his clothing. After arranging the couch, tidying it to the way it was before he had slept on it, he moved to the kitchen. From standing in the doorway, he could see Arthur Weasley, drinking tea and eating toast. He had the paper out in front of him his eyes skimming the words and moving pictures. Suddenly, as though he was sensing Draco's presence in the room, Arthur looked up and smiled.
"Good morning" Arthur smiled. Draco returned the smile strongly, stepping into the kitchen. "There is Tea and toast if you would like some." Draco smiled again and then made his way to the counter, taking a piece of toast and preparing himself some tea.
Draco saw that Mr. Weasley had folded his newspaper neatly and placed it on the side of the table, but he was still unsure if Mr. Weasley would wish to speak to him. Even if Arthur did not want to speak to him, Draco wanted to speak with Mr. Weasley. Never before had he had a conversation with Ginny's father, and there were a lot of things that he wished to talk to him about, maybe even congratulate him on his children.
"Do you still work for the misuse of muggle artifacts office, Mr. Weasley?" Draco asked as he sat down across for him at the table. Draco didn't know what to say in order to begin a conversation with him, but he decided that work at the ministry would be a pretty safe topic to start with. Arthur nodded, smiling. "I am just about to start at the ministry, next week, in fact"
"Really, which department?" Arthur asked. Draco could have sworn he had heard pride in Arthur Weasley's voice.
"The Magical Law Enforcement Department, just starting out with filing paper work" Draco explained.
"It is a good career, working for the ministry." Arthur smiled. "If you ever need help with anything there, just remember that I am there to lend a helping hand"
"Thank you sir" Draco smiled.
"Draco, stop with the sir thing, you are more than welcome to call me Arthur"
"Thank you...Arthur" Draco replied, hesitating before using his name. If there was one thing that his father did teach him, it was to always address your elders politely, and that it was impolite to use their first name unless it was requested. Even now that Arthur had requested that he call him Arthur, Draco felt odd about it.
Another question was working its way into Draco's mind, and he was not sure that he would like the answer, but, after taking a deep breath, he decided to ask it any way.
"Arthur, why have you and your family accepted me like this? I know for a fact that you should have dumped me out on my tail, especially after everything that my father has done to your family."
"We have accepted you for a few reasons son, but you must remember that your father did all of those things to our family, not you. Ginny has helped us all realize that you are not like your father. For Ginny to want to be your friend, then you must be an alright person, and I always had a hunch that you would not be as bad as Lucius, you take after your mother, thank goodness."
"My mother?" Draco asked, a little confused. Arthur nodded.
"You may or may not know Draco, I went to school with your mother, I also went to school with your father, that is when this silly rivalry between the two of us started. Your mother is a good woman, it was just unfortunate that she had to fall for some one like Lucius Malfoy." Arthur replied.
"I never knew that you went to school with my mother, but now that I think about it, it is rather obvious that you did" Draco mumbled "I don't know much about her life before I was born"
"They were a few years older than me, Lucius and Narcissa were in their seventh year when I was in my fifth, and James, Sirius, Remus and Lily were in their first year. If you don't mind me saying, even back then your father was a bastard..."
"Oh, he still is" Draco added, Arthur smiled.
"Your mother was the nicest slytherin in the history of all of slytherin. She was nice to every one, she didn't seem to take into consideration what house some one was in, or how pure their blood was. She was the complete opposite of your father. Everyone agreed that the sorting hat had made a mistake putting her in Slytherin. Then, your father noticed her, and what ever your father wanted, he got. No body knows how he ever got your mother to fall in love with him. Narcissa could have had any boy that she wanted, and yet she chose your father. She could have done so much better" Arthur explained.
Draco took a few seconds to take in everything that Arthur had just told him. "I agree"
"But as they say, life is just a long line of decisions and situations. I am sure that the decisions that Narcissa made were what she thought were right." Arthur sighed.
"I think we all make decisions that we make are right when we make them, or, at least we think that they are right, because what is the point of choosing the wrong path?" Draco asked. Arthur thought for a few minutes, and then agreed.
"You are a smart kid Draco, and don't you worry, you are going to do just fine, living on your own....."
There was an explosion from one of the upstairs rooms, the whole house shook, the windows rattled and something in the house fell of a shelf and shattered on the floor. At the sound of the explosion, Draco had bolted out of his seat, pressing his hand to his heart. Arthur didn't move, almost like he didn't hear it. He continued to drink his tea and at his toast as though nothing had happened.
"That would be a Weasley Wizarding Wheezes board meeting" Arthur smiled.
"The twins?" Draco asked shakily, Arthur just smiled at him again. .
"And Ron, who is opening up their third store soon" he replied. "You get used to it after a while I guess..."
Draco sat again, and took a sip of his tea, that was slowly cooling. "If you don't mind me asking Arthur, how do you do it?"
"Do what Draco?" Arthur asked.
"Raise so many children, I mean, you have seven wonderful kids, each one of them successful. How do you do it?"
Draco had no idea where he had gotten the courage to ask Arthur that, but he knew that sooner or later, he would have asked. Draco had been practically dying to speak to another father about where they got their strength and energy from. He needed to hear how other fathers had taken on their responsibilities, how they deal with it all.
He also wanted to tell Arthur about Kayla. Ginny had said she had not yet told her parents of the situation, so Draco wanted to tell them himself. Mainly because he knew the day would come when he would come to Arthur and Molly for advice on something.
"I didn't do all of it" Arthur replied honestly. "Molly did most of the work. She was the one who had to deal with them most of the time while I was at work."
"But you are their father, I mean, you have had a fair bit to do with raising these kids" Draco replied. Arthur nodded. "Weren't you ever scared?"
"Scared? Of being a father, of course I was, I still am. My youngest is almost 17 and I am still scared that I am going to screw them all up. Every time Charlie stands in front of a dragon, every time Fred and George test one of their silly little experiments on each other, every time Ron follows Harry and Hermione into the face of danger, I am petrified that something bad is going to happen." Arthur replied.
Draco asked softly. "Did you ever fear that one of your children would grow to resent you? Didn't you ever fear they would grow to hate you?"
"Draco, Don't feel guilty for hating you father" Arthur began "Some people don't deserve to be called fathers..."
"No, it is not that, I guess I just have fears of being a father" Draco admitted.
"Don't worry about it son, you are only 17, you still have years before you even consider having children" Arthur replied before raising his cup of tea to his lips.
"I wish I did. Arthur, I am already a father" Draco replied. Arthur suddenly choked on his tea. Lowering his cup to the table again, Draco watched as he tried to clear his throat. He raised his eyes to his, looking to see if he was in fact serious
"You are a father?" He repeated, still not believing. Draco nodded.
"That is what Ginny has been helping me with this summer. I am trying to get custody of my daughter. At the moment she is living with her muggle relatives, but they don't want her involved in the magic world" Draco explained.
"You are a father?" Arthur asked again. Draco nodded. "Well, um, that is a lot of responsibility for a boy of your age"
"Life is full of situations and decisions. I thought I was making the right decisions in the situations I was in. It all just resulted another life." Draco replied. Arthur nodded. "I have a daughter who is a half blood, and now I am fighting to get her back"
"Ginny has been helping you with that?" He asked, Draco nodded.
"She has been my strength. Ginny helped me move out of my father's house, she helped me get some where else to stay, she has helped regain my health. She has also been a character witness at my case, and also helped me yell at my father" Draco explained.
"Has your father interfered in the case?" Arthur asked, appalled.
"Do you really think that Lucius would let me fight for a half blooded child? And we were doing very well in our case, The people we were fighting against monumentally stuffed up their chances by voicing their not so complimentary feelings for the magic world and saying they would not let Kayla attend Hogwarts. I was that close to getting her back, and then, Lucius filed a charge against me over some money that I stole from him." Draco explained.
"What did you do? What are you going to do?" Arthur asked. Draco sighed.
"I have already done the only thing that I can do. I went to my father, asked him to drop the charges against me. He said he would think about it, which is just his way of saying no" Draco replied.
"You cant let him get you down, I am sure that if it does not work out for you this time, next time you try to win her back, it will all fall into place" Arthur replied. Draco nodded.
"Yeah, I hope so"
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Draco looked at his watch.
"She sleeps late when she has no where to be" Fred told him. Draco turned to the twin who was leaning against the counter.
"What?" Draco asked.
"You keep looking at your watch, if you are waiting for Ginny to wake up, then you will have to wait a little while longer. If she doesn't have to, Ginny would spend the whole day in bed." George replied.
Arthur had left for work a few hours before, and ten minutes after he had gone, Molly had come down. Draco had had another cooking lesson, this time learning how to make bacon and eggs, and then he got the chance to eat what he had prepared.
The smell had roused the Weasley boys from their sleep, but Ginny was still up in her room. It was almost lunch time, and Ginny was yet to come down.
From the other side of the room, something was tapping on the window. All of the boys turned to look at what it was. A large grey eagle owl sat on the window sill, tapping his beak against the glass.
"That is my father's owl" Draco exclaimed, crossing the room to where the window was. Opening it, the owl entered, and cast its large eyes around the room. The look on the birds face showed disgust, almost as if Lucius had told the bird how to react to the house he was delivering the message to. After Draco untied to letter from the animals leg, it turned and flew away with out even demanding food.
Draco nervously ripped open the envelope, not really caring about anything but the message that was held within. Pulling the letter out he skimmed it quickly.
"Bad news?" Charlie asked from the other side of the room, but Draco had already disappeared up the stairs.
Not even bothering to knock, he entered Ginny's room. He stopped dead in his tracks as he looked around the room. Every available space was covered in stuffed animals and toys. Draco smiled at all of the different bears.
There was a large lump in the bed which Draco guessed was Ginny. The blanket was over her head, probably to block out the sunlight, but it also made it so that Draco could not see her face, and Ginny, if she was even awake, had probably not even realized that he had entered the room.
He sat on the edge of her bed, trying to work out the best way to wake her up with out her being angry at him. Underneath the blanket, Ginny moved, rolling to the side and clearing a space on the bed near where Draco was sitting. Running his hand softly across the now bare space, Draco silently fought the temptation. He fought with his temptation, but lost. Kicking off his shoes, Draco stretched out on the bed beside her.
It felt strange for Draco to be laying beside Ginny like that. She was just a rolled up sleeping lump by his side, but it felt nice to be laying on the bed with her. This had not been why he had come to her room, but now that he was there, there was nothing more he would have wanted more.
Placing the parchment he had been sent on the small table beside his bed, Draco just stayed where he was, happy to just be in the same room as Ginny, even if she was not awake to know he was there.
He could no longer deny it, not even to himself. Draco knew he loved Ginny. He had never expected his heart to mend as soon after Jess had died, but it had. Ginny had shown him that he had so much more to live for, and now Draco was not only determined to live for his daughter, but also for her.
But Draco would still need time to let himself get things back on track, he would not be so heartless as to start a relationship with her when he was still caught up in the grief he felt for Jess. He told himself not to get ahead of himself. He did not know if Ginny even liked him like that. When they had had their conversation the day before, she had been hesitant to talk about her feelings. She was right, things between them were confusing.
He rolled onto his side, and carefully brought his hand up to the top of the blanket. He moved slowly, as not to wake her, and removed the blanket from over her head. Her eyes were still shut, and her breathing was still even, her red hair was messy and thrown across her face.
Brushing a strand of her red hair out of Ginny's face, he let his thumb run along her cheekbone. His light movements did not wake her, so he slowly moved forward, and brushed his lips against hers.
"I love you Ginny" he whispered against her lips, luckily, she had not woken up yet "Wait for me"
Pulling away reluctantly, he was surprised to see that Ginny was still asleep. He pressed another kiss to her forehead quickly, and then covered her with her blanket again. He did not move from her bed though, he just stayed where he was, taking in her bedroom, looking at all of the stuffed animals that she had collected of the years.
A few minutes later, Ginny moved under the blankets, rolling on her side and struggling out of the covers, pushing them away with her and down the bed. She sat up and stretched, yawning as she did so. When she saw that Draco was laying by her side, she screamed.
"Draco, what are you doing in my bed?" She asked. Draco smirked.
"What, you mean you don't remember?" he asked smugly. "And here is was thinking I meant something to you"
"You really are an ass" She replied, picking up a pillow and hitting him in the head with it. Draco laughed. "So what are you doing here?"
"I came to show you this" he replied, handing her the parchment. She opened it quickly and read it before launching herself into his arms.
"He dropped the charges" she laughed, the parchment still clenched in her hand. Draco laughed, holding her tightly as she hugged him. "This is really great"
She soon stopped giggling and smiling, but she was yet to let go of him, and Draco didn't let go of her either. They stopped laughing and just stared into each others eyes. Her blue eyes burned into his grey ones, each daring the other to look away first, Draco's eyes left hers just long enough to gaze longingly at her lips, the lips he had just kissed without her knowing.
He untangled his arms from where they were wrapped around her waist, and brought one to her cheek, running his knuckles against her smooth skin. Ginny closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling of his skin on hers, concentrating on the heat that was now spreading across her cheeks. Draco was just waiting her to tell him to stop, he was waiting for her to tell her that she was uncomfortable with what was happening, but the words never came, he just continued to stare at her, running his hand over her cheek.
A few seconds later, he moved his hand to her hair, watching, amazed as the red strands ran through his fingers. And yet, Ginny did not tell him to stop. He massaged his fingertips against her scalp softly, and Ginny couldn't help but moan slightly.
Draco took this as encouragement.
The hand that was buried in her hair carefully brought her mouth closer to his. He could feel the soft puffs of her breath on his own lips as he held her face closer to his. But she still did not pull away from him.
When his lips pressed against hers, she did not protest. Her hands moved up the back of his neck and tangled in his hair, pulling his mouth to hers. A kiss that had stared soft and gently had soon grown in passion.
This kiss was nothing like the first kiss they had shared, one obvious reason as to why this was different was because Ginny was yet to run away. Another reason, and a reason that Draco was rather proud of, was the fact that he was not thinking of anything other than Ginny. His mind was on her, and on nothing other than her.
Ginny's lips parted in an effort to increase intensity of the kiss they were sharing. Their lips tangled with each other, and for a few minutes, they forget everything but each other.
An explosion from down stairs made them pull away from each other. Ginny smiled nervously, resting her head on his collar, unable and unwilling to move. "What time does the case start again?" she asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
"Two, we better start getting ready" Draco told her, but his words contradicted his actions and he tightened his grip on her. Ginny smiled, pulling out of his arms reluctantly, she stood, moved to her closet, and prepared her things to have a shower. Draco, who was still laying on her bed, watched as she moved about.
She paused when she got to the door of her room, turning back to face him "Draco"
"Yes?" he asked. He expected her to tell him that that should not have happened, and that it would never happen again, he was pleasantly surprised when she continued what she was going to say.
"I will wait for you"
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Hi all.
I want to apologize to all who were disappointed with the fight Draco and Ginny had with Lucius. I don't fight with my parents so I don't know how to write a fight (seriously, I don't fight with them, I love my mum to much and my dad is never around)
Reviewing is nice, please be nice.