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The bright smile that was on Draco's face as he walked the halls of the ministry of magic didn't look as though it would diminish at all any time soon. Ginny didn't know if his smile was because of the kiss they had shared, or because their case was back in action.
Even now, Ginny had no idea what had possessed her to kiss Draco like that. She had been awake all along, the noise of Draco running up the stairs had woken her but Ginny was not ready to move, she had not been ready to announce herself as awake.
Ginny had managed to cover herself with the blanket before he had, quite rudely, thrown open the door and entered the room. Staying as still as possible under the blanket, she had waited for Draco to do something to wake her. But he didn't.
Her heart began to beat faster and faster in her chest, almost threatening to beak open her ribs as she felt the mattress dip under his weight, but she still had not moved. She didn't move as he moved closer to her, and when he pulled the blanket down, she still refused to acknowledge the fact that she was awake. With so many brothers, she had learn very early on how to be realistic when she was pretending to sleep, it had gotten to a point that the twins could blow things up beside her bed, and her eyelid would not even twitch. Nothing Draco could do would make her lift her disguise.
It was best to listen to him admitting his feelings to her while he thought she was asleep, it had given both of them so much more confidence. Ginny knew that if she had of had her eyes open while he told her the truth, then they both would have let their nerves affect them. It never would have sounded as honest and trustworthy if she was 'awake'.
When Draco had whispered the worlds and brushed his lips against hers, her eyes had almost opened in surprise; her lips almost gave her away as the fought to kiss him back. But she kept her eyes shut tight, trying to look as natural as possible. When he covered her with the blanket again, Ginny still did not move, her mind was reeling, she was so amazed and surprised and happy and confused that she even had to remind herself to keep breathing.
So she had 'woken up' again, this time letting Draco know that she was awake, but she gave no indication to whether or not she heard his confession. Ginny didn't want to make things any more confusing than they had to be between the two of them; also, she knew it would not be a very conversation to have with him. She knew they could both do without to awkwardness.
But things were moving in their own direction, she had planned to keep her lips still to avoid confusion, but soon they were moving of their own accord, moving, battling against his, and for those blissful minutes, nothing could have been more crystal clear in her mind.
She loved him and she would wait for him.
That was the most exciting yet scary thing she had ever done, telling Draco that she would wait for him to be ready. It was almost like she had promised a piece of herself to him in some way. This, she realized, was exactly what she had done. She had promised him that when he was ready, they could be together.
Draco loved her, that was all she had been thinking when she had told Draco she would wait, he loved her and no matter how many protests the butterflies in her stomach gave, she was happy, because she loved him to.
Ginny loved Draco in the scariest way. It was scary because it was real; her feelings for him were real. Some where along the line, somewhere between helping him with his life and becoming his friend, she had fallen in love with him. And from what he had told her earlier, Draco loved her to.
He would still need time, she understood that, but as she had told him, she was willing to wait for him to be ready. They would probably wait until after Ginny had finished school, that would give her a time to graduate with out distraction, and it would also give Draco time to settle down with Kayla.
Nothing else had been said about their relationship, no terms had been set and no questions were yet to be asked, so Ginny just decided to go with it. There were other things that they had to deal with first, and that included getting Kayla back.
Lucius had lifted the charges, but he had lifted them on his own terms. Terms, fortunately, that Draco had no problem with following. Lucius said he would drop the charges and allow Draco to keep the money that he had stolen if, and only if, he stayed away from Malfoy manor, he was never to go back, especially not if he had Kayla or Ginny with him. The rule was that is Draco stayed out of Lucius' life; Lucius would stay out of Draco's life.
So now they were back at the ministry of magic, quickly approaching the room that they case was being held in. Within minutes, it would all be underway again, the questions would start again and they would be back to working for the best possible answers.
They were back to throwing all they had into the case.
When they opened the door, the room was all ready full. The Warners sat, glowering angrily at them as they sat, and Mr. Weston, who was in his seat at the head of the table, smiled at them.
"Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, it is good to have you back"
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"From the information provided to me this morning, Mr. Malfoy Senior, had accused his son, Draco of stealing a large quantity of money. The ministry was then informed that this money was not in fact stolen, but merely misplaced, an error on Lucius Malfoy's part." Mr. Weston explained. "So, with this information at hand, I wish to re-open this case for custody of Kayla Warner."
After hearing Mr. Weston's words, Draco could not have been happier. Not only did Lucius drop the charges against him, but he also made them go away entirely.
"I wish to start off where we left the proceedings last time. So, I wish to spend this afternoon questioning Mr. Malfoy." Mr. Weston explained to the others. "Draco, I take it you remember that in order to provide us with as much information as possible, you must answer all questions as truthfully and as detailed as you can"
"Yes sir"
"Then, let us begin...have you had any contact what so ever with your daughter?" Mr. Weston asked.
"I have written one letter to Kayla, that was this past Christmas. I sent her a gift. Mr. Warner has already said that he has given her the gift and that he has kept the letter, but Kayla would probably never get it." Draco replied.
"What were your feelings towards not only the Warners, by Jessica when she told you that they did not want you involved in Jessica's life?"
"I was sixteen at the time, and I was glad that I did not have to take responsibility for my actions, and then, I realized that I had created something very special, something that was apart of me, and the more I thought about the idea of being a father, the more I realized I liked the idea of having a child. At that point, I wanted to be apart of my child's life, but I also respected Jessica enough to let her make the decisions she though where right" Draco explained.
"Why did you wait so long after Jessica passed before you made a case against the Warners?" Mr. Weston asked.
"There were actually a few reasons, I was depressed for a long time, the birth of my daughter and the death of Jessica made me slip further into that depression. I guess for a long time I was not even thinking straight enough to look after myself, let alone file a custody case with the ministry. I didn't think of anything while I was depressed, I was not eating, I never went outside, my depression was making me sick, I was in no proper state to take on the Warners." Draco began.
"This depression and sickness? Has it passed now?" Mr. Weston asked as he made notes of the parchment in front of him.
Draco looked at Ginny who was sitting beside him. "Yes, it has passed. I had some one special to help be through it"
Mr. Weston did not miss the look that the two of them shared, and he made a note of it on the parchment before moving onto the next question.
"How do you intend to care for Kayla, especially when you begin your job next week?" Mr. Weston asked. Draco bit his bottom lip, he had not even thought of what Kayla would do while he was at work, it was not like he could take his daughter to work with him, there was no ministry run day care center that he could leave her at.
"I am organizing a very capable babysitter to take her during the day while I am at work" Draco began nervously, hoping that what he was saying was believable.
"And who is this capable Babysitter?" Mr. Weston asked.
"My mother" Ginny interrupted "Molly Weasley"
Mr. Weston looked as though he was considering this information before he wrote something on the sheet in front of him "Molly Weasley, I am sure she is very capable, how many children has she raised now?"
"Well above the average" Draco smiled and then turned to Ginny, shooting her a thankful smile. Draco wondered quickly if Molly would watch Kayla during the day if he asked her to. She definitely liked children and knew how to raise them properly. Draco made a mental note to remember to ask her next time he was at the burrow.
"You intend to raise your daughter as a witch?" Mr. Weston asked, Draco nodded.
"Yes, I wish for Kayla to have an understanding as to the way that our world works. She has been blessed with the gift of magic blood, and I wish for her not to take it for granted the way that I did"
"I take it that you plan to not make the same mistakes that your father made?" Mr. Weston asked.
"My father was not a great dad, I would be lying if I told you that he was. He made more then his fair share of mistakes with me over the years, I hope not to make the same mistakes with Kayla. I will never impose my thoughts and feelings on Kayla the way that my father did on me, I will never teach my child to treat others as lesser humans the way that my father did. And I will never, ever enforce the decisions of any one else on my child" Draco replied.
The next question made Draco smile. "Do you intend to keep your child away from your father?"
"I don't even intend to go near my father again. I have officially disassociated myself from Lucius Malfoy" Draco replied
"And what of your mother?" Mr. Weston asked.
"I would like my mother to see Kayla, at least once. It has been brought to my attention recently that my mother is a good woman. I always knew she was different to my father. I think that if she wishes to be involved in Kayla's life, then I would have no problem with that"
"Have you ever even seen your child?" Mr. Weston asked. Draco nodded slightly.
"Only once, from across the room at Jessica's funeral" Draco replied.
"Draco, do you have any practical experience with raising a child?" Mr. Weston asked. Draco sighed.
"No, sir, I don't, I never had any younger siblings or realities, and I have actually never really had a chance to associate with younger children. But, if I have begun to surround myself with people who know things about children, people who are willing to help with anything that I may need" Draco replied.
Draco watched as Mr. Weston wrote something on the piece of parchment again. After dropping his quill and folding his hand over each other.
"At this point in time, I have a suggestion to make. A suggestion which may seem a little odd considering that my department does not make it very often. I have to tell you the truth, Mr. Malfoy, and say that your age and knowledge of looking after a child is one thing that concerns me in the case. That I why I have devised this plan." Mr. Weston began. "Tomorrow morning, Draco and Ginny, you will go to the Warners house, and you will collect Kayla and enough belongings for her for one day. Draco, we would like you to spend the day with your child, and then you are to report back to us the day after."
Draco looked at Ginny, and both of them looked like they could squeal with excitement, on the other side of the table, however, the Warners sat, fuming.
"We will cast a surveillance spell on you Draco, that way we can monitor the way you treat your daughter and we can come to some conclusions about whether or not you would make a capable father."
"Mr. Weston, please!" Jacob Warner began "With all due respect sir, you can not do that!"
"I can and I will, thank you very much." Mr. Weston replied. "Draco, pick up your daughter at nine tomorrow morning. Mr. and Mrs. Warner, I suggest that you have your grand daughter's things ready. If you do not, you will have to answer to the ministry of magic."
"Yes, sir" Jacob replied softly before turning to shoot and evil look across the table at Draco and Ginny.
"We will leave it here for the day and reconvene the day after tomorrow. Good luck tomorrow, Mr. Malfoy" Mr. Weston stood, shot a quick smile at Draco and Ginny, and then left the room.
Draco glanced across the table to the Warner's and their representative. None of them looked very happy about Mr. Weston's decision to let Draco look after Kayla for the day.
The Warner's stood, and Evelyn Warner all but ran from the room, tears threatened to spill from her eyes. Their representative followed her out, leaving Mr. Warner behind in the room. Jacob checked that the door way was clear before he leaned menacingly over it so his eyes were burning into Draco's.
"If I find out you have done anything to harm our grand daughter, I swear I will hunt you down and torture you. Do you understand me son?" he growled. Draco just pushed up out of his seat, standing tall. He was shorter than Mr. Warner, not by much, bet there was still a noticeable difference.
"Do you really think I would do anything to hurt my own child?" he asked. Jacob and Draco continued their staring contest. Neither of them wanted to be the first to look away, but after a few seconds, Jacob did. He looked away and then moved out of the room, not even looking back once.
At Draco's side, Ginny stood, a bright smile on her face. "You get to look after Kayla tomorrow"
"We get to look after Kayla tomorrow" Draco replied, then he grinned "We get to look after Kayla tomorrow!"
Draco wrapped his arms around Ginny and lifted her up into the air. She giggled as he span her around in circles.
"I finally get to see my daughter" Draco smiled, and then dropped Ginny back to her feet in front of him, his arms still wrapped around her. Ginny wrapped her arms around his back, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I get to look after her tomorrow" he whispered into her hair, but this time he sounded a lot more serious. "What if..."
"Stop! No what if" She replied, hitting him lightly on the back. Draco smiled.
"But what if she doesn't like me?" he mumbled, Ginny just hit him again.
"I am going to hit you every time you say what if" she replied. Draco smiled.
"Then I wont say it anymore" Draco told her. "I get to look after Kayla tomorrow. I finally get to hold my little girl in my arms. To hug her and kiss her and smother her with attention."
"And I hope you enjoy your day with her." Ginny replied.
"We both will" Draco told her. "You heard what Mr. Weston said, we both get to look after Kayla."
"Well then, let's get going, we have a lot to organize before tomorrow" Ginny smiled, taking his hand and dragging him out of the room.
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Draco couldn't sleep. His mind was racing, ideas and fear jumping around quickly, blocking his natural thoughts.
He was going to meet his daughter for the first time. He was finally going to see his little girl. He was going to have the opportunity to see how his baby Kayla had grown. In the photograph he had of her, she was so tiny, and he couldn't wait for the feeling of surprise that would flow through him when he saw just how big she had gotten.
Draco wondered if Kayla would recognize him, he wondered if they would have an instant connection and Kayla would immediately know who he was and that he was her father. Draco didn't want to get his hopes up, but he secretly hoped that by the end of the day, he would hear his daughter calling him 'daddy'
Nine o'clock seemed to be hours away, and the minutes were ticking by agonizing slow. He had to sleep, but his mind would not let him relax. He could not stop thinking about the day he had to spend with Kayla.
He wondered if he really had what it took to look after a baby. Would he really be able to do everything he had to do to keep her safe and happy. He knew it was only for one day, but he would have a spell on him. The ministry might decide, from the way he would handle himself tomorrow, if he was mature enough to look after his own child.
They had planned to just hang out at the Burrow the next day. Draco wanted Molly and Arthur to see Kayla, because he knew they she would be spending a lot of time with her over the coming years. He wanted Molly and Arthur to be like another set of grandparents to her. And they had chosen the burrow because the new set of 'uncles' had already made other plans to go out. There would be no explosions, no fighting, and with any luck, very little noise.
He could do it, he knew he could do it, because he had Ginny by his side, and she would help him through it all. There was nothing that he could not do with out Ginny by his side.
Sighing, Draco rolled on his side, and begged sleep to overcome him.
He begged for nine o'clock to come quickly.
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The bright smile that was on Draco's face as he walked the halls of the ministry of magic didn't look as though it would diminish at all any time soon. Ginny didn't know if his smile was because of the kiss they had shared, or because their case was back in action.
Even now, Ginny had no idea what had possessed her to kiss Draco like that. She had been awake all along, the noise of Draco running up the stairs had woken her but Ginny was not ready to move, she had not been ready to announce herself as awake.
Ginny had managed to cover herself with the blanket before he had, quite rudely, thrown open the door and entered the room. Staying as still as possible under the blanket, she had waited for Draco to do something to wake her. But he didn't.
Her heart began to beat faster and faster in her chest, almost threatening to beak open her ribs as she felt the mattress dip under his weight, but she still had not moved. She didn't move as he moved closer to her, and when he pulled the blanket down, she still refused to acknowledge the fact that she was awake. With so many brothers, she had learn very early on how to be realistic when she was pretending to sleep, it had gotten to a point that the twins could blow things up beside her bed, and her eyelid would not even twitch. Nothing Draco could do would make her lift her disguise.
It was best to listen to him admitting his feelings to her while he thought she was asleep, it had given both of them so much more confidence. Ginny knew that if she had of had her eyes open while he told her the truth, then they both would have let their nerves affect them. It never would have sounded as honest and trustworthy if she was 'awake'.
When Draco had whispered the worlds and brushed his lips against hers, her eyes had almost opened in surprise; her lips almost gave her away as the fought to kiss him back. But she kept her eyes shut tight, trying to look as natural as possible. When he covered her with the blanket again, Ginny still did not move, her mind was reeling, she was so amazed and surprised and happy and confused that she even had to remind herself to keep breathing.
So she had 'woken up' again, this time letting Draco know that she was awake, but she gave no indication to whether or not she heard his confession. Ginny didn't want to make things any more confusing than they had to be between the two of them; also, she knew it would not be a very conversation to have with him. She knew they could both do without to awkwardness.
But things were moving in their own direction, she had planned to keep her lips still to avoid confusion, but soon they were moving of their own accord, moving, battling against his, and for those blissful minutes, nothing could have been more crystal clear in her mind.
She loved him and she would wait for him.
That was the most exciting yet scary thing she had ever done, telling Draco that she would wait for him to be ready. It was almost like she had promised a piece of herself to him in some way. This, she realized, was exactly what she had done. She had promised him that when he was ready, they could be together.
Draco loved her, that was all she had been thinking when she had told Draco she would wait, he loved her and no matter how many protests the butterflies in her stomach gave, she was happy, because she loved him to.
Ginny loved Draco in the scariest way. It was scary because it was real; her feelings for him were real. Some where along the line, somewhere between helping him with his life and becoming his friend, she had fallen in love with him. And from what he had told her earlier, Draco loved her to.
He would still need time, she understood that, but as she had told him, she was willing to wait for him to be ready. They would probably wait until after Ginny had finished school, that would give her a time to graduate with out distraction, and it would also give Draco time to settle down with Kayla.
Nothing else had been said about their relationship, no terms had been set and no questions were yet to be asked, so Ginny just decided to go with it. There were other things that they had to deal with first, and that included getting Kayla back.
Lucius had lifted the charges, but he had lifted them on his own terms. Terms, fortunately, that Draco had no problem with following. Lucius said he would drop the charges and allow Draco to keep the money that he had stolen if, and only if, he stayed away from Malfoy manor, he was never to go back, especially not if he had Kayla or Ginny with him. The rule was that is Draco stayed out of Lucius' life; Lucius would stay out of Draco's life.
So now they were back at the ministry of magic, quickly approaching the room that they case was being held in. Within minutes, it would all be underway again, the questions would start again and they would be back to working for the best possible answers.
They were back to throwing all they had into the case.
When they opened the door, the room was all ready full. The Warners sat, glowering angrily at them as they sat, and Mr. Weston, who was in his seat at the head of the table, smiled at them.
"Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, it is good to have you back"
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"From the information provided to me this morning, Mr. Malfoy Senior, had accused his son, Draco of stealing a large quantity of money. The ministry was then informed that this money was not in fact stolen, but merely misplaced, an error on Lucius Malfoy's part." Mr. Weston explained. "So, with this information at hand, I wish to re-open this case for custody of Kayla Warner."
After hearing Mr. Weston's words, Draco could not have been happier. Not only did Lucius drop the charges against him, but he also made them go away entirely.
"I wish to start off where we left the proceedings last time. So, I wish to spend this afternoon questioning Mr. Malfoy." Mr. Weston explained to the others. "Draco, I take it you remember that in order to provide us with as much information as possible, you must answer all questions as truthfully and as detailed as you can"
"Yes sir"
"Then, let us begin...have you had any contact what so ever with your daughter?" Mr. Weston asked.
"I have written one letter to Kayla, that was this past Christmas. I sent her a gift. Mr. Warner has already said that he has given her the gift and that he has kept the letter, but Kayla would probably never get it." Draco replied.
"What were your feelings towards not only the Warners, by Jessica when she told you that they did not want you involved in Jessica's life?"
"I was sixteen at the time, and I was glad that I did not have to take responsibility for my actions, and then, I realized that I had created something very special, something that was apart of me, and the more I thought about the idea of being a father, the more I realized I liked the idea of having a child. At that point, I wanted to be apart of my child's life, but I also respected Jessica enough to let her make the decisions she though where right" Draco explained.
"Why did you wait so long after Jessica passed before you made a case against the Warners?" Mr. Weston asked.
"There were actually a few reasons, I was depressed for a long time, the birth of my daughter and the death of Jessica made me slip further into that depression. I guess for a long time I was not even thinking straight enough to look after myself, let alone file a custody case with the ministry. I didn't think of anything while I was depressed, I was not eating, I never went outside, my depression was making me sick, I was in no proper state to take on the Warners." Draco began.
"This depression and sickness? Has it passed now?" Mr. Weston asked as he made notes of the parchment in front of him.
Draco looked at Ginny who was sitting beside him. "Yes, it has passed. I had some one special to help be through it"
Mr. Weston did not miss the look that the two of them shared, and he made a note of it on the parchment before moving onto the next question.
"How do you intend to care for Kayla, especially when you begin your job next week?" Mr. Weston asked. Draco bit his bottom lip, he had not even thought of what Kayla would do while he was at work, it was not like he could take his daughter to work with him, there was no ministry run day care center that he could leave her at.
"I am organizing a very capable babysitter to take her during the day while I am at work" Draco began nervously, hoping that what he was saying was believable.
"And who is this capable Babysitter?" Mr. Weston asked.
"My mother" Ginny interrupted "Molly Weasley"
Mr. Weston looked as though he was considering this information before he wrote something on the sheet in front of him "Molly Weasley, I am sure she is very capable, how many children has she raised now?"
"Well above the average" Draco smiled and then turned to Ginny, shooting her a thankful smile. Draco wondered quickly if Molly would watch Kayla during the day if he asked her to. She definitely liked children and knew how to raise them properly. Draco made a mental note to remember to ask her next time he was at the burrow.
"You intend to raise your daughter as a witch?" Mr. Weston asked, Draco nodded.
"Yes, I wish for Kayla to have an understanding as to the way that our world works. She has been blessed with the gift of magic blood, and I wish for her not to take it for granted the way that I did"
"I take it that you plan to not make the same mistakes that your father made?" Mr. Weston asked.
"My father was not a great dad, I would be lying if I told you that he was. He made more then his fair share of mistakes with me over the years, I hope not to make the same mistakes with Kayla. I will never impose my thoughts and feelings on Kayla the way that my father did on me, I will never teach my child to treat others as lesser humans the way that my father did. And I will never, ever enforce the decisions of any one else on my child" Draco replied.
The next question made Draco smile. "Do you intend to keep your child away from your father?"
"I don't even intend to go near my father again. I have officially disassociated myself from Lucius Malfoy" Draco replied
"And what of your mother?" Mr. Weston asked.
"I would like my mother to see Kayla, at least once. It has been brought to my attention recently that my mother is a good woman. I always knew she was different to my father. I think that if she wishes to be involved in Kayla's life, then I would have no problem with that"
"Have you ever even seen your child?" Mr. Weston asked. Draco nodded slightly.
"Only once, from across the room at Jessica's funeral" Draco replied.
"Draco, do you have any practical experience with raising a child?" Mr. Weston asked. Draco sighed.
"No, sir, I don't, I never had any younger siblings or realities, and I have actually never really had a chance to associate with younger children. But, if I have begun to surround myself with people who know things about children, people who are willing to help with anything that I may need" Draco replied.
Draco watched as Mr. Weston wrote something on the piece of parchment again. After dropping his quill and folding his hand over each other.
"At this point in time, I have a suggestion to make. A suggestion which may seem a little odd considering that my department does not make it very often. I have to tell you the truth, Mr. Malfoy, and say that your age and knowledge of looking after a child is one thing that concerns me in the case. That I why I have devised this plan." Mr. Weston began. "Tomorrow morning, Draco and Ginny, you will go to the Warners house, and you will collect Kayla and enough belongings for her for one day. Draco, we would like you to spend the day with your child, and then you are to report back to us the day after."
Draco looked at Ginny, and both of them looked like they could squeal with excitement, on the other side of the table, however, the Warners sat, fuming.
"We will cast a surveillance spell on you Draco, that way we can monitor the way you treat your daughter and we can come to some conclusions about whether or not you would make a capable father."
"Mr. Weston, please!" Jacob Warner began "With all due respect sir, you can not do that!"
"I can and I will, thank you very much." Mr. Weston replied. "Draco, pick up your daughter at nine tomorrow morning. Mr. and Mrs. Warner, I suggest that you have your grand daughter's things ready. If you do not, you will have to answer to the ministry of magic."
"Yes, sir" Jacob replied softly before turning to shoot and evil look across the table at Draco and Ginny.
"We will leave it here for the day and reconvene the day after tomorrow. Good luck tomorrow, Mr. Malfoy" Mr. Weston stood, shot a quick smile at Draco and Ginny, and then left the room.
Draco glanced across the table to the Warner's and their representative. None of them looked very happy about Mr. Weston's decision to let Draco look after Kayla for the day.
The Warner's stood, and Evelyn Warner all but ran from the room, tears threatened to spill from her eyes. Their representative followed her out, leaving Mr. Warner behind in the room. Jacob checked that the door way was clear before he leaned menacingly over it so his eyes were burning into Draco's.
"If I find out you have done anything to harm our grand daughter, I swear I will hunt you down and torture you. Do you understand me son?" he growled. Draco just pushed up out of his seat, standing tall. He was shorter than Mr. Warner, not by much, bet there was still a noticeable difference.
"Do you really think I would do anything to hurt my own child?" he asked. Jacob and Draco continued their staring contest. Neither of them wanted to be the first to look away, but after a few seconds, Jacob did. He looked away and then moved out of the room, not even looking back once.
At Draco's side, Ginny stood, a bright smile on her face. "You get to look after Kayla tomorrow"
"We get to look after Kayla tomorrow" Draco replied, then he grinned "We get to look after Kayla tomorrow!"
Draco wrapped his arms around Ginny and lifted her up into the air. She giggled as he span her around in circles.
"I finally get to see my daughter" Draco smiled, and then dropped Ginny back to her feet in front of him, his arms still wrapped around her. Ginny wrapped her arms around his back, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I get to look after her tomorrow" he whispered into her hair, but this time he sounded a lot more serious. "What if..."
"Stop! No what if" She replied, hitting him lightly on the back. Draco smiled.
"But what if she doesn't like me?" he mumbled, Ginny just hit him again.
"I am going to hit you every time you say what if" she replied. Draco smiled.
"Then I wont say it anymore" Draco told her. "I get to look after Kayla tomorrow. I finally get to hold my little girl in my arms. To hug her and kiss her and smother her with attention."
"And I hope you enjoy your day with her." Ginny replied.
"We both will" Draco told her. "You heard what Mr. Weston said, we both get to look after Kayla."
"Well then, let's get going, we have a lot to organize before tomorrow" Ginny smiled, taking his hand and dragging him out of the room.
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Draco couldn't sleep. His mind was racing, ideas and fear jumping around quickly, blocking his natural thoughts.
He was going to meet his daughter for the first time. He was finally going to see his little girl. He was going to have the opportunity to see how his baby Kayla had grown. In the photograph he had of her, she was so tiny, and he couldn't wait for the feeling of surprise that would flow through him when he saw just how big she had gotten.
Draco wondered if Kayla would recognize him, he wondered if they would have an instant connection and Kayla would immediately know who he was and that he was her father. Draco didn't want to get his hopes up, but he secretly hoped that by the end of the day, he would hear his daughter calling him 'daddy'
Nine o'clock seemed to be hours away, and the minutes were ticking by agonizing slow. He had to sleep, but his mind would not let him relax. He could not stop thinking about the day he had to spend with Kayla.
He wondered if he really had what it took to look after a baby. Would he really be able to do everything he had to do to keep her safe and happy. He knew it was only for one day, but he would have a spell on him. The ministry might decide, from the way he would handle himself tomorrow, if he was mature enough to look after his own child.
They had planned to just hang out at the Burrow the next day. Draco wanted Molly and Arthur to see Kayla, because he knew they she would be spending a lot of time with her over the coming years. He wanted Molly and Arthur to be like another set of grandparents to her. And they had chosen the burrow because the new set of 'uncles' had already made other plans to go out. There would be no explosions, no fighting, and with any luck, very little noise.
He could do it, he knew he could do it, because he had Ginny by his side, and she would help him through it all. There was nothing that he could not do with out Ginny by his side.
Sighing, Draco rolled on his side, and begged sleep to overcome him.
He begged for nine o'clock to come quickly.
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Hello again. Could you please review this chapter, I am a little strange about this chapter, I had trouble writing it, but I hope it turned out ok.