Chapter 4

Journal's Log.

It's been a while since I've written, haven't I? Well, the past few days have been extremely busy for me. Doing this and that, arranging plans for me to confront Virginia Weasley. The last time I've been to her house was three days ago, it wasn't exactly as I expected.everything would have gone according to plan. I just didn't plan on her shedding tears. Her lover, er-lets say, former lover, thanks to moi, arrived in the latter part of the afternoon. I really hadn't thought about what I was going to do to him, but I didn't have to do anything, really! The opportunity just presented itself. If I wouldn't have known better, the Gods thought that the Weasley girl and I are meant to be together! Oh please! As if that would ever happen. I'm just using her for my own purposes. But enough about that, I want to write about what happened in her house. I arrived and she was cleaning her home, quite amusing actually. I can't believe I actually volunteered to help her! What was I bloody thinking? Me, Draco Edward Malfoy, do housework? When Virginia heard me say that, she couldn't very well believe it, she had gone hysterical in front of me, how rude. Well, I helped in some chores. Pretty soon I was sweating like a pig. She noticed and told me to hand her my shirt so she could wash it. I was astounded at first, she actually ask me to take it off? But, once again, it was the perfect chance to do something to her. I took of my shirt, you know, the lazy, sexy way, with my torso curving this way to give her a good view of my body. She looked dumbfounded! Haha! I should've brought a camera with me! I had to walk closer to her just to remind her I was here. Her eyes were roaming over my body. The thing is, I thought I was on fire, as if her eyes were burning a trail just looking at me. No one has ever done that to me before, its usually the other way around. I handed her the shirt, her hand reaching out, she almost dropped it! She was fumbling for it and quickly ran away to the laundry room. Now, when we were having lunch, the door rang and Virginia excuse herself to get it. I thought "This might be interesting,". And it bloody hell was. Seamus Finnigan, her lover, had come to visit! Can you believe it!? Among all days when I should be here. Well, we had a few tense moments, Virginia got my shirt back and ironed it upstairs, and I simply threatened to kill him. Surprisingly! Hah! The boy was a coward.and in Hogwarts, no one ever suspected that Seamus would be like that! Virginia came down, realized what happened and she broke down! I just stared, I didn't really know what to do.no one's ever cried with me before.that usually comes after I dump the girl! So naturally I was aghast! Virginia wanted to be alone and sent Seamus out, she had forgotten that I was still there. When she did notice, she said it was my fault and I too was sent out. I promised myself that I would be back to see her.and I will. I will.

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Ginny had skipped work today. She had a splitting headache, her throat was burning, her eyes weren't functioning well enough to see clearly, and on top of all that, she felt like the world was against her. Recalling the day that everything just turned upside down, she felt like crying all over again. Seamus. I trusted him. I loved him.or did I? I don't know, it all seems so far away, so vague, I don't remember anymore.I don't want to. Ginny was in bed. The drapes drawn together, blocking all warmth and sunlight out. The covers were covering her small frame. She looked like a wraith! But she didn't care. Nothing mattered to her anymore. She closed her eyes, stopping the tears from falling. She had cried enough, she felt like a child. A tear dropped down and landed on her silk covers. She stared at in momentarily and looked away. Draco Malfoy. He started this! Its all his fault! If hadn't done that, none of this would've happened.! But wait.

"Well, if I didn't you wouldn't have found out what Seamus was really like now, wouldn't you?" "Or, would you rather keep him as a coward? It would have come out eventually in some crisis!" His voice echoed through her mind.

Would she have not wanted to know what Seamus was really like? Would she rather have Seamus desert her in a crisis? Her lips quivered and she let out a wail and then the tears came again. Oh, what am I going to do? I cant go on like this, I just cant! She stood up, tittering a little as she made her way towards the balcony window. She pushed the drapes back a little, squinting a little as the sunlight greeted her face. Ginny remained rooted to the spot, not taking her eyes away from the figure that was staring up at her worriedly. Harry! Ginny hurriedly ran out of her room and down the staircase, the door flew open and she flew into Harry's awaiting arms. Ginny was crying all over again in Harry's arms.

Harry Potter just smiled softly as he stroked her hair. "Shhh, its alright, no need to cry," was all he said. Ginny just cried harder. Harry was the only one she could turn to. He was always there for her. Even back then, he always made time or stopped whatever he was doing to listen to her when she was troubles, or lent a shoulder to cry on. She often wondered how come she chose Seamus over him. "I'm s-sorry," she pulled back from him, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

 Harry shook his head like he always had "Come inside, we can talk there if you want," he put an arm around her shoulders as he led her inside the comforts of her house. "Now," he sat her on the sofa. "What's the matter?" he lifted an arm to her back, lightly making slow circles to calm her down.

Ginny let out a sniff "It was horrible! It all started…" she poured out the events of the past few days, how everything seemed to go wrong, how she realized that Seamus broke her heart and how she felt. Harry nodded his head slowly, taking in full detail of what she had told him. He absently let Ginny cry on his shoulder for some time as he pondered the details.

Malfoy.

What is he doing to her? What plans does he have? I cant tell, but whatever it is, he cant harm her. I'll be here to protect her, always. He looked lovingly at Ginny. Her cries had turned into sobs, and she was just staring at him.

She took one of his hands into her own and squeezed it gently. "What are you thinking about Harry?"

He squeezed her hand back reassuringly "Nothing," then he tucked a stand of stray hair behind her ear and let his thumb run down her face, tracing the outline of her jaw "Nothing," was all he said.

Ginny cocked her head "Really? You looked so far away, if I would've known better, you were trying to figure out a way to help me get better, and," she turned away, embarrassed at what she was going to say next.

"And what?" Harry clasped her chin with his fingers, turning her to look into his eyes.

Ginny's lips quivered. Old feelings came rushing back in. She didn't want this to end. She felt so warm and secure when Harry was around.

"Well?" he raised an eyebrow at her.

"And, well, besides making me feel better, I sort of had a feeling you would confront the person who caused all this trouble," she answered.

"Oh, you mean Ma-I mean-" he blushed, he didn't want to continue Malfoy's name because he thought it would be hard for Ginny.

"Harry? What is it?" Ginny's expression turned into puzzlement.

"Nothing" Harry moved away from her. Ginny giggled as she scooted nearer to him. "Why can't you say his name? I can take it. Its just a name Harry" she put a hand on his thigh.

 Harry squirmed, not because of her touch, but because of the thought that he might hurt her "I didn't want to say it because I didn't want you to be reminded of him."

Ginny sighed as she blew upward, which caused another strand to settle properly on top of her head. "Well Harry, I really thank you for your care and concern, but I have to take a bath." She stood up and made for the stairs. Harry just stared at her, not quite hearing what she said. "I can't really talk to you some more in this state." She laughed and bounded up the stairs to take a shower. * * *

Letting the hot water cascade over her body, she found her mind wandering towards The Boy Who Was Downstairs. It's been a long time since he came to visit her. In fact, how did he know that she was currently facing problems? Did anyone tell him? I didn't call him for sure. Then who? Not unless I never knew Harry to be a psychic, yeah right! Harry just made stuff up for Divination Class. Not that she was complaining about Harry coming her so unexpected, it was actually very thoughtful of him to have come over. Harry has always been there for her, though not all the time, but almost always, he seemed like another big brother. Ron, her older brother, never really paid much attention to her, but when she was in trouble, or when it was really serious, that's when he'd jump to help her. Ron, along with Fred and Gorge, always chased away boys who wanted to date her. She never really got around to dating boys when she was still in Hogwarts. That's why she never got experience to handle these things, like Seamus. Maybe if only her three brothers would have lightened up, maybe she would've have known what to do. Ginny sighed as she lathered shampoo into her hair. Yeah, maybe that was the reason, or maybe she was just plainly naïve. Once again, she thought about Harry Potter. Now she wondered how come she never got together with Harry. Sure, she had a humongous crush on him before, but that dispersed when he got married with Cho Chang. At first she was devastated, but she got over it. At that time, that's when she met Seamus. Now, Harry has been married to Cho for five years, the sad thing is, Cho died when Harry's second child was born. His second child was a girl, who looks exactly like her mother. Harry had named her Rainer. He didn't know why, but somehow it just came to him. His son was like a clone of him, Cho had named him Tristan. Sure, Harry went through a phase went he completely shut himself down, but that blew over sometime when Ginny convinced him that Cho would have wanted to be happy and to continue on. Besides, Cho would have wanted him to find someone else and stop mourning over her. Something went over Harry, and when she looked into his eyes, she was scared. Harry's green eyes, looked like dark emeralds as he stared at her. She didn't know how to explain it, but to her it felt like lust. Ginny rinsed her hair and started to soap her body slowly. It was all a blur, but she remembered the last part.

...No Harry no! We cant do this, stop!

But why? You said so yourself. Harry was kissing her, kissing her face, her neck, his lips hot and searing. Ginny should have been happy, but she felt violated. She didn't want any of this.

She was near crying already, she wanted it to stop, this want the Harry she knew.

Papa? Suddenly, Harry jerked back as he heard his son's voice calling to him. Papa, what are you doing to Aunt Ginny?

Ginny quickly stood up and fixed her clothes.

Harry wasn't able to answer. She had to do it for him.

Well Tristan, your Papa was, well, being affectionate.

Oh, was all Tristan said. Papa, I think my little sister is crying. We should make her happy! Tristan ran up to Harry and reached out a hand.

Harry stared at it then smiled, took his little hand and allowed himself to be led upstairs. He let Tristan go ahead of him into Rainer's room, then he turned to look at Ginny with a pleading look, his eyes full of sorrow.

Ginny just nodded, she made a gesture with one hand to call her. Harry smiled sadly and made his way into Rainer's room, the last thing she heard was silence. Rainer had stopped crying. Ginny shook her head at the memories. She couldn't blame Harry, he was lonely, very lonely. But at least he has his kids to look after, which would keep him busy for a while, until he finds another woman to take Cho Chang's place.

She was done and stepped out of the bathroom, comfortable dressed in white leggings and a loose sweater. Making her way around the cluttered state in her room, she groped around for her brush. Now, examining her reflection critically, she again thought about Harry. Over the years, the first time she saw him on Platform 9 ¾ , she thought he was a very scrawny kid. His dark hair was always unruly and messy. His green eyes were always bright with laughter, always looking for adventure. His voice was soft and he never shouted unless necessary. Then, as he neared 5th year, he grew gangly and he towered over her and the rest of the other girls. His tone of voice became lower and richer. People told him that he should've became an actor with his voice. He would just laugh. Then when he graduated and when some years passed. Harry grew taller still, his was more tousled and grew a lustrous dark color. And his voice now was a rich, soft, and caring tone, very unlike Malfoy's. Suddenly, she heard shouting downstairs and she jumped up, still carrying her brush with her and flew down the stairs to find Harry and.

"Malfoy!?" she gasped incredulously. Harry and Draco were shouting at each other.or rather, Harry was and Malfoy was making snide remarks. They both stopped what they were doing, but not before Malfoy and Harry shot each other disgusted looks. Ginny continued her way down the stairs, yanking the brush through her hair. Damn brush! Harry went towards her and lent her a hand as he guided her towards the armchair. Wordlessly, he took the brush out her hand and proceeded to brush her tangled locks gently. Malfoy just crossed his arms as he stared at both of them.

"Spill Malfoy." Ginny said coldly. "You shouldn't be here in the first place."

Harry's ears perked up. He'll be finally able to hear everything. He continued to run the brush through her hair, her hair starting to unwind and shine.

Malfoy threw up his hands. "You can't blame for what I did yesterday,"

"Oh cant I?" Ginny pursed her lips angrily.

 "I came here to apologize for what happened yesterday, I never meant it to happen." He tried to control the rage in his voice. Well, the part about you crying is what I have to apologize fore, not Seamus, he thought.

Harry laughed "You? Apologize?"

Ginny sighed "I cant believe I'm letting you off the hook Malfoy, just as long as you're really sorry, I'll let it go." She scrunched up her face "Forgiven."

Malfoy grinned "Thank you Virginia."

"Virginia?" Harry almost pulled Ginny's hair out. "Since when have you started calling her that?"

 "Ow," Ginny rubbed her head. "Not too long ago Harry, relax, it doesn't mean anything" she tried to take the brush away from him, but he wouldn't let go of it.

Harry was gripping it like a wand.

"Think you're going to hex me with that Potter?" Malfoy taunted him.

Harry made an attempt to throw it at him, but nearly missed Malfoy, due to Draco stepping sideways.

He was fast! Ginny stood up and ran to pick her brush and scowled at Harry. "I expect both of you to behave as I put this back upstairs," she climbed back up to her room.

Harry was about to say something to Malfoy when Ginny popped up at the top and added "I mean it!" and she disappeared with Harry sighing, he knew he was defeated.

"Ah Potter, subdued by Virginia, a real pushover." Malfoy commented as he took a seat opposite of him.

Harry didn't bother to answer. It was true, Ginny had that control over him, except for that time when he nearly raped her. He shook his head at the thought. It was unbearable. It was surprising that Ginny was able to forgive him and still remained close friends. He thought that their friendship was done for, but he had underestimated Ginny's kindness and ability to forgive.

"Hey Potter!" Malfoy's voice brought him back to reality. Harry blinked to clear his vision. "What's wrong with you?" Malfoy shook his head. "If I would have known better, I'd say you were thinking about Virginia."

 "And what if I was?" Potter shot back.

"So, how's life with you in your manor?" Draco laid back in his chair. "After all, with you playing professional Quidditch, with your team winning all the time, life's pretty good, eh?"

Harry smiled "Yes, ever since I have started playing Quidditch, I've struck it rich. I'm able to support my family," then he looked away, his eyes misting a little.

 Draco shook his head. What a sap! He knew that Cho Chang died and all, but hey! He's got to go on. He also knew for a fact from his sources that he had attempted to rape her, but it didn't work because his son had interrupted. He grinned at the thought. He never thought that Potter would have the guts to do that. The sap! "I understand that you still have feelings for Virginia?" he inquired nonchalantly.

Harry gasped "What? How can you say that?"

The blonde shrugged "I have my ways," the he added "Its too bad though, did you ever know that Virginia had a big thing for you back when we were still in Hogwarts? Though you never bothered to acknowledge her in that sense,"

"Yes, I knew that she had a crush on me, but I didn't want her in that way. I knew, but I thought it wouldn't work out. Now, I was thinking that if I had paid attention to he in that sense, maybe I could've married her instead or got together with her after Cho died." Harry mused softly. He was stupid.

Draco frowned. So, Potter was finally getting at something, but it would be a disadvantage if Potter started making a play for Virginia. He'd have to stop it somehow. "You realize that cant happen because you broke her heart earlier." He pointed it out.

"What do you mean?" Harry said harshly "Besides, how would you know anything about breaking hearts and such, I never knew you to be a romantic,"

Draco grinned sensuously "I'm afraid you don't know me that well. After all, being my rival, you haven't the slightest idea what my interests are, and above all, we haven't been in contact for some years"

"Whatever," Harry waved his hand dismissively. "As was saying, you already broke her heart when you got married to Cho Chang, of course you can imagine how devastated she would be." Draco examined his nails. "But then you wouldn't know how it feels to be looked over now, would you? After all, The Boy Who Lived has some great assets doesn't it?" he said mockingly.

Harry turned crimson "Shut up Malfoy." His voice a low menacing growl.

Just then, Ginny came down, apologizing that it took her a long time because she had to clean up her room at the same time. She then looked at them meaningfully, saying that she hoped that they hadn't gone hitting each other.

 "Virginia, you don't see any bloody lips and bruises, do you?" he quirked an eyebrow as he made a move towards her.

Ginny chuckled "I'm just worried is all, now, I'm going to make lunch, and you guys continue talking" she cocked her head as Draco approached her.

"Oh, I forgot something which belongs to me," he told her.

Ginny scratched her head, "Oh, what is it?"

 "My shirt?" he clarified it for her. He then looked at Potter, Harry remained calm. He probably got all the details from Ginny. Oh well.

"Oh yes," she pointed to the ceiling. "Its upstairs,"

Draco just shook his had "Never mind, you can fetch it for me later, you go ahead and cook something up." Then he turned to Harry, "Lets talk some more shall we?"

Harry nodded and watched Ginny's retreating figure go inside the kitchen.