Mr. Weasley and all the Weasley brothers excepting Ron took Fudge to the Ministry building. Ron had already apparated back to the Burrow. Harry and Ginny were the only ones left. Harry went over and put what he thought was a comforting arm around her. She flinched and shoved it off. He turned her around. "Ginny, this isn't your fault and he'll never get at you again, I'll promise you that. Now you can just go back to the wedding and forget about it." Ginny turned to him. If only it were that easy! If only she could just forget about it and move on. Why had he done it in the first place?

"You can't possibly understand Harry. It's not that simple, I can't just forget." Before he could say anything she had vanished.

Ginny apparated into her room and grabbed her suitcase and started shoving things in. Tears were running down her face more from emotional exhaustion then anything else. As she was throwing skirts in half-hazardly she came across the box of chocolate that she had made up for Ron and Hermione. She went over to her desk and started scribbling a note.

Dear Ron and Hermione,

Congratulations on your big day! I'm sorry I have to run but you'll understand, well at least Hermione'll understand. Speaking of you dear, can you fill Ron in? Anyway, this is some new Gwydion Chocolate. I don't know if I told you but I co-own the company.

Ginny

She tried her best to make the letter upbeat even though she was completely and totally not feeling it. She set the box up on her then made bed. She changed out of her bridesmaid's dress and changed into a pair of gray slacks and a white collared skirt. She took her cell-phone out of her purse and called the airline. Then she was off to the airport.

Before she boarded the plane she took one final look at her beloved England. Why did things turn out this way? She wondered as she walked down the hallway. Why do things happen the way they do? The worst part about the whole situation is that she couldn't feel bad about it. She couldn't find it in her heart to feel bad about the two most wonderful things in her life. She found her seat and settled back. 'They've probably found out that I've escaped by now.' She thought to herself as the plane lifted from the ground. She hummed a favorite muggle song. It was the same one that she hummed to herself in the hospital room after having Nemo and Mercy. That was when she didn't have anyone when the nurses refused to bring her the things that had caused her so much pain. "Baby, thing's will get easier."

~Flashback~

"Excuse me, excuse me, are you my nurse?"

"Yeah dahlin', what do you need?"

"I want to see my babies. They haven't brought them by and- well, the couple over there got theirs." She was trying to keep her voice under control.

"Well buttu-cup, I'm sure that they'll be bringin' them real soon. They're probably on their way right now." 'This woman is obviously lying,' Ginny thought to herself. She nodded none-the-less. An hour later she still hadn't gotten to see her children. She got up out of bed and went to the bathroom, which was the only room that didn't have a happy couple presiding over their perfect child. She started crying. She was 19 and she wanted her mum and dad. She was in a strange country and completely alone. She heard a nock on the door.

"What is it?" she asked tearfully."

"Why are you crying baby-child?" a new nurse asked. Ginny scooted over to the door and unlocked it. The woman came in. She had a pleasant, dark face with big brown eyes. She bent down. "Now tell me why you're crying."

"They-they won't bring me my babies. I asked and they won't bring them."

"Oh that, I can tell why you're crying honey. I'll get them right away. What's the last name?"

"Weasley, Nemo and Mercy Weasley."

"Those are beautiful names darlin'." She was off in a second and Ginny got back into bed. She waited while the nurse went to get them. She came back with two babies in her arms. One of them had a blue blanket wrapped around his little body and the other had a yellow one. "If you need anything else just ask for Sidda." She handed the bundles to Ginny. She looked down at Mercy first. She had lots of brown curls sticking up off the top of her head with bright blue eyes. Nemo was asleep and he had a bit of orange peach fuzz on top of his head. She bent her head down and kissed both of them on the top of their heads.

"It'll be okay Mercy, I promise. Mercy Arwin Weasley, you are the most beautiful baby I've ever seen in my entire life. She could have sworn that Mercy gave her a little grin. "We'll just have to look after your brother here."

She had met Donny the day they left the hospital. She had close to no money and no place to live. She had been living at the Red Cross while she was pregnant but she couldn't bring herself to bringing her new children into that. She walked out of the hospital with the two of them in a stroller that Sidda had given her. She had a diaper bag slung over her shoulder and Mercy and Nemo were both sleeping soundly. She walked out into the unseasonable warm April weather. She was walking along the sidewalk contemplating what in the world she was going to do when she ran right into a chest.

"Pardin me dahlin'," the man said in a thick Mississippi accent.

"It's okay," Ginny said just as the diaper bag slipped off her arm and everything went flying.

"Oh here, let me help you with that. Where do you live?"

"No where actually. I was trying to think where I'd go," Ginny said without thinking.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I've run away from home and now I have two children and I don't have any money and-" but he cut her off.

"Listen kiddy, my apartment gets real lonely. I don't need rent and you can stay with me at least till you get your feet in the ground. I know what it's like running away." She would have protested but she was desperate. She simply nodded.

As they were walking toward his apartment she turned to him. "Are you a muggle?"

"Oh No, I take it you're not one either?"

"No, it's good to know you're a Wizard. What do you do?"

"Me? I write for the newspaper and I cook on the side. You?"

"I haven't really done anything. Well, that's not true. I was a temp for the Minister of Magic back in England but that didn't end to well."

"He's the father of your kids?" he guessed. Ginny was taken aback. Her own father hadn't even caught on that drift and this was a total stranger.

"Yes actually, how did you know exactly?"

"Instinct Podnah," he answered simply.

~End Flashback~

Ginny hadn't realized she'd fallen asleep but she had. She woke when the waitress came by to ask if anyone wanted a drink. She was happy that this time no one was in the seat next to her and she was comfortably sprawled. "I'll have a coffee if it's not too much trouble."

"No problem," the waitress handed Ginny her drink. Then a though popped into Ginny's head as soon as the coffee hit it. She picked up her cell phone and quickly dialed home (her apartment). Donny picked up. He sounded tired.

"Hello shit-head," he mumbled.

"Thanks for the greeting," Ginny said dryly.

"It's 1:00 in fucking God-damn morning Virginia! I'm great but even I can't come that far. Now tell me what in the hell's wrong with you."

"I'm on a plane back."

"That bastard!" she heard him mutter. Donny was always like that, knowing exactly what happened.

"Yes, well anyway, I'll be coming in at like 4:00 and I'll be home before you know it."

"I'll be there honey," he hung up. That was Donny, Mr. Understanding. She settled back in her seat, reassured that everything would turn out okay.

~Meanwhile at the Burrow~

"God Ron, I can't believe she just up and left!" Hermione exclaimed sitting on the bed and fingering Ginny's dressed.

"I can't believe she never told anyone except Dad!" Ron said angrily.

"We were always so close and she never told me!"

"She didn't even tell you Dad about Fudge till a couple of days ago Ron. Can you blame her? She was scared."

"Well I'll see to it that son of a bitch never sees the light of day again."

"I know you will. At least we know that Ginny will be okay. She's obviously doing very well for herself. Look at this note again. She actually co-owns the Gwydion Chocolate Company." Then the light dawned on Ron.

"That means that we know where to find her! It's common knowledge that the company's base is in Starkville Mississippi. We'll just go there and bring her back."

"Do you think she wants to come back?" Hermione asked.

~At the Airport back in Mississippi~

"Come here my little scone head!" Donny said, spreading his arms apart. Ginny ran to him and jumped up, her legs encircling his torso.

"You have no idea how glad I am to see you."

"Come on back home baby, you can get a couple hours of sleep then you get a big breakfast in the morning. Nemo and Mercy have missed you just a ton." Conveniently enough her bags were the first off the belt and they climbed into Donny's car. It was still dark outside but Ginny could smell that very Mississippi smell around her. It was warm and wonderful. She let the breeze blow through her hair.

"It's all too wet back in England," she said quietly.

"Is it?" The rest of the trip was silent since Ginny fell asleep. They pulled up and Donny carried the redhead into the apartment and laid her in her bed.

The next morning she woke to her kids jumping onto her stomach and light pouring from the window. "We're so so so so so so so so a googolplex so happy that you're back Mamma," Nemo grinned a toothy grin at her.

"My sentiments exactly!" Mercy exclaimed.

"I'm glad to be home my little darlings."

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