Author's Note: I just saw this music video on CMT and I absolutely loved
this song already, but then I had to great idea to turn it into a D/G fic
and well here I am about to write it. If you don't know the song it's
performed and written by Alan Jackson. Oh and I am writing this with one
verse at the top of each new chapter. So it's like a songfic, but with
chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING! All I have is a Clay Aiken poster and a Brad Paisley CD!!! Don't sue because it ALL belongs to J.K. Rowling except the song and my writing.
This chapter is for my two reviewers GrahamCracker and SamiJo. Thanks for reviewing!
This is a continuation of the last chapter, hope you like it.
*We came together, fell apart
And broke each other's hearts
Remember when*
When Ginny opened her eyes she was angered by the intruding sunshine. What right did the sun have to shine? The world was over anyway, why shine?
"Good morning, pumpkin," Molly Weasley said from the doorway. "What brought you here?"
Ginny sighed and shifted into a sitting position. Her gaze flicked to her sleeping babies for a moment, then to her mother's face, and finally rested on her hands which lay in her lap. "Draco and I had an argument."
Molly nodded as though she had been expecting that and said, "I'm sure you'll work things out, dear."
"Well, it wasn't just one argument. We've been fighting for the past month over the dumbest things, but this was something big." Ginny felt as if she were dramatizing the situation, but to her it was very big.
"What happened?" Molly sat down on the couch across from her daughter and readied herself for the story.
Ginny began from the time she had been in Magical Foods, a wizarding grocery, and had seen the magazine with hr husband on the front. He had always been in the spotlight since he had defeated his father and become an auror. The paparazzi were always trying to catch him doing something wrong, but until now the tabloids had no real evidence.
She had seen the picture and the longer she stared at it the more real it looked. Had Draco really been going out with that leggy blond witch when he said he was at work? Her mind quickly began forming ideas of Draco and how he cheated on her. The more she thought, the more disgusted she became, with herself for not having seen it. Always, she had thought he was completely devoted to her, but obviously not.
Without thinking, she bought the magazine and took it home to read the article. What the reporter had written convinced her even more that he was having an affair. So Ginny had, of course, lost her temper and all sight of reality. Her mother laughed lightly at this point and Ginny sent her a glare.
"Sorry, please continue." Molly smiled with knowing eyes.
Ginny huffed, "So then when he came home I completely blew up. I don't know if I took things the wrong way or if my thinking is correct!"
She closed her eyes, on the verge of tears. "Ginny, it will be alright. What exactly was said last night?"
Ginny recounted the argument for her mother and then looked at her feet, feeling too ashamed to look her in the eyes. After hearing it all from her own mouth it seemed to her that she had completely overreacted. Now she may have ruined her marriage and her children's lives.
'Oh, goodness. The children. How can they grow up without a father?' Ginny thought to herself.
Luckily, before her thoughts turned morbid her mum spoke, "Well, I do believe that you were hurt, but not by the picture. We all know that Draco would never cheat on you, but the stress that was already there had you worried and wanting an explanation for the previous arguments. I think. . ." she paused, "I think you jumped to conclusions. You know how those tabloids are. Always taking pictures of one thing and twisting it around to be something it wasn't. You need to hear Draco's side of the story."
Ginny nodded mutely, her curls bouncing up and down slightly. "I know I do," she said quietly. "I know. But. . .I can't. Not yet. I'm still hurting and probably irrational. I don't want to get angry and just make things worse. You know how I am."
Molly did know how she was. She also knew that the entire family was that way, with herself having the worst of the Weasley temper. Understanding her daughter's hesitance she decided to go have a talk with her son-in-law.
"Well, you just stay here and eat some breakfast. I've cooked up some pancakes, eggs, and some other things. Just eat whatever you like; there's plenty for you and the children."
Ginny stood and watched her mother putting on her coat and grabbing her wand. "Wait, where are you going?"
"To talk to Draco of course," she stated as though it were the most natural thing in the world. "He needs to know that you're not angry anymore, but don't trust yourself to talk rationally yet."
"And that you're sorry for jumping to conclusions," she added as an afterthought.
Ginny gave a small smile and replied, "Thanks, mum. I, I don't want him to think I hate him or that I never want to go back. I just can't face him at the moment."
Molly walked over to her youngest child and wrapped her arms around her in a hug. Ginny hugged back fiercely and said, "I love you mum."
"I love you too. Now, I'm going to go see if I can make any sense of this."
She placed her lips to Ginny's cheek for a moment before apparating to the Manor.
Ginny wandered into the kitchen and began to eat, wondering what was happening at her home.
** Meanwhile. . .
Molly apparated to the front stoop of the Malfoy Manor and knocked on the door, her fingers wrapped around the gold knocker.
She heard no footsteps and tried knocking again; maybe he hadn't heard her. Still, a few minutes later, she heard no one moving to answer the door. Wondering if he was even home tried to open the door.
Finding it locked she muttered, "Alohomora," and pushed the door open.
She wandered into the foyer and wiped her feet on the rug out of habit. Molly continued into the living room, looked around, and then saw him in the kitchen.
'Has he been here all night?' she wondered, remembering how Ginny said she had left him in the kitchen.
She strolled into the kitchen and saw that Draco had fallen asleep, with his face in his hands, still sitting in a chair. He had slumped over a bit, but was still sitting up. Deciding that that must not be a very comfortable position she levitated him into the living room and onto a couch.
She walked to the hall close, removed a green blanket, and returned to the living room to place it over him as he slept.
Not wanting to wake him she began to make coffee and breakfast. When she was beginning to make french toast Molly heard him stirring in the next room. Abandoning her french toast she moved to a position where she could see Draco. Stirring he was, sitting up actually and looking around with a confused look spreading across his face.
"Good morning," Molly said surprising her son-in-law.
He looked around for a moment before seeing Molly. A shocked face replaced the confused one.
"Mum, what're you doing here?" After much complaining on her part for him to call her mum he eventually agreed and now it was natural to him. He almost bit his tongue for he couldn't help but think that she might not be his mum any longer.
"Yes, shocking I know. I'm here to help clear things up, but before we jump right into why I'm here you come in here and eat some breakfast.
He stood and she got a good look at his tearstained face. "I'll be right in Mu. . .olly."
She frowned when he said Molly. "It's mum, dear, as you very well know. Go wash up then."
When he returned he sat down and had a plate shoved under his nose. Realizing his hunger he tucked in. "Thank you for making breakfast," he said. "And moving me to the couch," he continued after a moment.
"Not a problem. Just watching out for the ones I love. As I suppose you're guessing, Ginny came to the Burrow last night. Were you at this table all night?" she asked, changing the subject abrubtly.
Draco looked up. "Er. . .well, yes." He looked uncomfortable.
'Tell Ginny he didn't move from where she left him.' Molly made a mental note to herself.
"So, tell me what this is all about." She pointed at the cover of the tabloid.
Draco sighed before saying, "It was a colleague's birthday. I was giving her a hug and when we pulled apart she squeezed my hand. It didn't mean anything. This woman, Lana, is one of my friends. It's true that she does seem to have a bit of a thing for me but I've never led her on to think that I felt the same. And I don't. I guess it would have looked like we were a couple, but we aren't. I had also just told her about Kayla's first word: Daddy. We were just both very happy for each other. I swear it isn't what it looked like; I would never do that to Ginny." He looked down before saying something he felt was rather sappy, but true. "She just means too much to me."
Molly nodded. It was just as she had suspected. "I know. We all know that, but Ginny was just having a bit of a hard time. She told me she knew she was overreacting."
"Why are you here?" Draco asked before popping a piece of bacon in his mouth.
"I came on my own if that's what you're wondering. Ginny didn't send me. She told me that she wants to talk to you, but she's scared she might lose her temper and say even more things that she will regret. So she's chosen to make sure she's completely cooled down and knows she won't become angry again. She also wanted me to tell you that she's sorry for jumping to conclusions."
"When do you think she'll be able to talk to me?" he asked.
"Later today hopefully. I think I'll just pop back home and tell her what you told me. I'm sure that will get her over here." She stopped for a moment before saying, "She really loves you, you know. Don't forget that, no matter how bad her Weasley temper gets."
He smiled at the mention of the famous Weasley temper. "Thanks mum. I hope I'll be seeing Ginny later today."
"Don't worry, I'll get her over here. Bye Draco." With that and a pop she apparated back to the Burrow.
** At The Burrow. . .
The children had all woken up in her absence and Ginny was concentrating on feeding them. She looked up and saw her mother.
"How did it go?" she asked as if she were almost afraid to hear the answer.
"Well, he was asleep, sitting up, in the chair you left him in. His face was completely tearstained and his eyes were somewhat red. So I moved him to the couch and made breakfast."
"So he didn't wake up? You didn't talk to him?" she asked in a voice that bordered on panic.
"He did wake up. He told me what happened with that picture."
"And?" Ginny persisted.
"And it was a woman from his work. Some Lana character or something. Anyway, it was her birthday and Draco had just told her about Kayla's first word. They hugged and when they pulled away she squeezed his hand. That's it. Nothing more. I believe him because he loves you and you and I both know he would never cheat on you."
Ginny was quiet for a moment. "He told me about Lana. He said she had a thing for him. He said that she was no where near as pretty as me and that he would never do anything with her. He promised. I believe him; Draco wouldn't lie about this."
"Good. Now, you need to go over there and speak to your husband. I think you may have broken his heart last night and he needs you and only you to mend it for him."
Ginny smiled, when had her mother become so wise?
A minute and a 'pop' later she had apparated back to her home. Back to Draco who was her home.
**
Ginny walked upstairs to the master bedroom and heard water running. She peeked into the bathroom and saw that the tub was being filled.
"Hey," she heard Draco say behind her.
"Hey," she replied softly.
"I'm sorry Draco. I really flew off the handle that time."
"It's okay," he interrupted.
"No, no it's not. I trust you and I love you. I don't want you to think that I don't trust you because I do." She was on a roll.
He stopped her by saying, "I know you do. We have both been really stressed lately and haven't been able to talk, about anything. I'm sorry for that because I think I did it. We just need to forget about this and put it in the past. I'd rather we go on living our lives' than dwell on something that happened during a rough spot. You didn't mean what you said last night and I know it. I also know I love you and you love me, so this can be chalked up to nothing more than a lovers' quarrel."
He put his arms around her and kissed her innocently. "I love you so much," she whispered. Tears began to well in her eyes.
He smiled and just kissed her again and again and again. She was getting dizzy, but she didn't want him to stop. She never wanted him to stop.
***
Ginny smiled. That incident had caused her to be more trusting and had caused him to kiss her at least once a day and say I love you the same amount. It had, in fact, been a healthy addition to their marriage, it made them realize how much they needed to love on each other all the time. She checked the clock again. It was an hour later and Draco's hand was still on work. She yawned and went back upstairs to crawl into bed and read her book.
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Hope you guys enjoyed that! I actually had a lot of fun writing the second part of this chapter. Well, hope this holds you over for a few days because school starts tomorrow and I might not get back to the comp for a few days. Don't forget to review!
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING! All I have is a Clay Aiken poster and a Brad Paisley CD!!! Don't sue because it ALL belongs to J.K. Rowling except the song and my writing.
This chapter is for my two reviewers GrahamCracker and SamiJo. Thanks for reviewing!
This is a continuation of the last chapter, hope you like it.
*We came together, fell apart
And broke each other's hearts
Remember when*
When Ginny opened her eyes she was angered by the intruding sunshine. What right did the sun have to shine? The world was over anyway, why shine?
"Good morning, pumpkin," Molly Weasley said from the doorway. "What brought you here?"
Ginny sighed and shifted into a sitting position. Her gaze flicked to her sleeping babies for a moment, then to her mother's face, and finally rested on her hands which lay in her lap. "Draco and I had an argument."
Molly nodded as though she had been expecting that and said, "I'm sure you'll work things out, dear."
"Well, it wasn't just one argument. We've been fighting for the past month over the dumbest things, but this was something big." Ginny felt as if she were dramatizing the situation, but to her it was very big.
"What happened?" Molly sat down on the couch across from her daughter and readied herself for the story.
Ginny began from the time she had been in Magical Foods, a wizarding grocery, and had seen the magazine with hr husband on the front. He had always been in the spotlight since he had defeated his father and become an auror. The paparazzi were always trying to catch him doing something wrong, but until now the tabloids had no real evidence.
She had seen the picture and the longer she stared at it the more real it looked. Had Draco really been going out with that leggy blond witch when he said he was at work? Her mind quickly began forming ideas of Draco and how he cheated on her. The more she thought, the more disgusted she became, with herself for not having seen it. Always, she had thought he was completely devoted to her, but obviously not.
Without thinking, she bought the magazine and took it home to read the article. What the reporter had written convinced her even more that he was having an affair. So Ginny had, of course, lost her temper and all sight of reality. Her mother laughed lightly at this point and Ginny sent her a glare.
"Sorry, please continue." Molly smiled with knowing eyes.
Ginny huffed, "So then when he came home I completely blew up. I don't know if I took things the wrong way or if my thinking is correct!"
She closed her eyes, on the verge of tears. "Ginny, it will be alright. What exactly was said last night?"
Ginny recounted the argument for her mother and then looked at her feet, feeling too ashamed to look her in the eyes. After hearing it all from her own mouth it seemed to her that she had completely overreacted. Now she may have ruined her marriage and her children's lives.
'Oh, goodness. The children. How can they grow up without a father?' Ginny thought to herself.
Luckily, before her thoughts turned morbid her mum spoke, "Well, I do believe that you were hurt, but not by the picture. We all know that Draco would never cheat on you, but the stress that was already there had you worried and wanting an explanation for the previous arguments. I think. . ." she paused, "I think you jumped to conclusions. You know how those tabloids are. Always taking pictures of one thing and twisting it around to be something it wasn't. You need to hear Draco's side of the story."
Ginny nodded mutely, her curls bouncing up and down slightly. "I know I do," she said quietly. "I know. But. . .I can't. Not yet. I'm still hurting and probably irrational. I don't want to get angry and just make things worse. You know how I am."
Molly did know how she was. She also knew that the entire family was that way, with herself having the worst of the Weasley temper. Understanding her daughter's hesitance she decided to go have a talk with her son-in-law.
"Well, you just stay here and eat some breakfast. I've cooked up some pancakes, eggs, and some other things. Just eat whatever you like; there's plenty for you and the children."
Ginny stood and watched her mother putting on her coat and grabbing her wand. "Wait, where are you going?"
"To talk to Draco of course," she stated as though it were the most natural thing in the world. "He needs to know that you're not angry anymore, but don't trust yourself to talk rationally yet."
"And that you're sorry for jumping to conclusions," she added as an afterthought.
Ginny gave a small smile and replied, "Thanks, mum. I, I don't want him to think I hate him or that I never want to go back. I just can't face him at the moment."
Molly walked over to her youngest child and wrapped her arms around her in a hug. Ginny hugged back fiercely and said, "I love you mum."
"I love you too. Now, I'm going to go see if I can make any sense of this."
She placed her lips to Ginny's cheek for a moment before apparating to the Manor.
Ginny wandered into the kitchen and began to eat, wondering what was happening at her home.
** Meanwhile. . .
Molly apparated to the front stoop of the Malfoy Manor and knocked on the door, her fingers wrapped around the gold knocker.
She heard no footsteps and tried knocking again; maybe he hadn't heard her. Still, a few minutes later, she heard no one moving to answer the door. Wondering if he was even home tried to open the door.
Finding it locked she muttered, "Alohomora," and pushed the door open.
She wandered into the foyer and wiped her feet on the rug out of habit. Molly continued into the living room, looked around, and then saw him in the kitchen.
'Has he been here all night?' she wondered, remembering how Ginny said she had left him in the kitchen.
She strolled into the kitchen and saw that Draco had fallen asleep, with his face in his hands, still sitting in a chair. He had slumped over a bit, but was still sitting up. Deciding that that must not be a very comfortable position she levitated him into the living room and onto a couch.
She walked to the hall close, removed a green blanket, and returned to the living room to place it over him as he slept.
Not wanting to wake him she began to make coffee and breakfast. When she was beginning to make french toast Molly heard him stirring in the next room. Abandoning her french toast she moved to a position where she could see Draco. Stirring he was, sitting up actually and looking around with a confused look spreading across his face.
"Good morning," Molly said surprising her son-in-law.
He looked around for a moment before seeing Molly. A shocked face replaced the confused one.
"Mum, what're you doing here?" After much complaining on her part for him to call her mum he eventually agreed and now it was natural to him. He almost bit his tongue for he couldn't help but think that she might not be his mum any longer.
"Yes, shocking I know. I'm here to help clear things up, but before we jump right into why I'm here you come in here and eat some breakfast.
He stood and she got a good look at his tearstained face. "I'll be right in Mu. . .olly."
She frowned when he said Molly. "It's mum, dear, as you very well know. Go wash up then."
When he returned he sat down and had a plate shoved under his nose. Realizing his hunger he tucked in. "Thank you for making breakfast," he said. "And moving me to the couch," he continued after a moment.
"Not a problem. Just watching out for the ones I love. As I suppose you're guessing, Ginny came to the Burrow last night. Were you at this table all night?" she asked, changing the subject abrubtly.
Draco looked up. "Er. . .well, yes." He looked uncomfortable.
'Tell Ginny he didn't move from where she left him.' Molly made a mental note to herself.
"So, tell me what this is all about." She pointed at the cover of the tabloid.
Draco sighed before saying, "It was a colleague's birthday. I was giving her a hug and when we pulled apart she squeezed my hand. It didn't mean anything. This woman, Lana, is one of my friends. It's true that she does seem to have a bit of a thing for me but I've never led her on to think that I felt the same. And I don't. I guess it would have looked like we were a couple, but we aren't. I had also just told her about Kayla's first word: Daddy. We were just both very happy for each other. I swear it isn't what it looked like; I would never do that to Ginny." He looked down before saying something he felt was rather sappy, but true. "She just means too much to me."
Molly nodded. It was just as she had suspected. "I know. We all know that, but Ginny was just having a bit of a hard time. She told me she knew she was overreacting."
"Why are you here?" Draco asked before popping a piece of bacon in his mouth.
"I came on my own if that's what you're wondering. Ginny didn't send me. She told me that she wants to talk to you, but she's scared she might lose her temper and say even more things that she will regret. So she's chosen to make sure she's completely cooled down and knows she won't become angry again. She also wanted me to tell you that she's sorry for jumping to conclusions."
"When do you think she'll be able to talk to me?" he asked.
"Later today hopefully. I think I'll just pop back home and tell her what you told me. I'm sure that will get her over here." She stopped for a moment before saying, "She really loves you, you know. Don't forget that, no matter how bad her Weasley temper gets."
He smiled at the mention of the famous Weasley temper. "Thanks mum. I hope I'll be seeing Ginny later today."
"Don't worry, I'll get her over here. Bye Draco." With that and a pop she apparated back to the Burrow.
** At The Burrow. . .
The children had all woken up in her absence and Ginny was concentrating on feeding them. She looked up and saw her mother.
"How did it go?" she asked as if she were almost afraid to hear the answer.
"Well, he was asleep, sitting up, in the chair you left him in. His face was completely tearstained and his eyes were somewhat red. So I moved him to the couch and made breakfast."
"So he didn't wake up? You didn't talk to him?" she asked in a voice that bordered on panic.
"He did wake up. He told me what happened with that picture."
"And?" Ginny persisted.
"And it was a woman from his work. Some Lana character or something. Anyway, it was her birthday and Draco had just told her about Kayla's first word. They hugged and when they pulled away she squeezed his hand. That's it. Nothing more. I believe him because he loves you and you and I both know he would never cheat on you."
Ginny was quiet for a moment. "He told me about Lana. He said she had a thing for him. He said that she was no where near as pretty as me and that he would never do anything with her. He promised. I believe him; Draco wouldn't lie about this."
"Good. Now, you need to go over there and speak to your husband. I think you may have broken his heart last night and he needs you and only you to mend it for him."
Ginny smiled, when had her mother become so wise?
A minute and a 'pop' later she had apparated back to her home. Back to Draco who was her home.
**
Ginny walked upstairs to the master bedroom and heard water running. She peeked into the bathroom and saw that the tub was being filled.
"Hey," she heard Draco say behind her.
"Hey," she replied softly.
"I'm sorry Draco. I really flew off the handle that time."
"It's okay," he interrupted.
"No, no it's not. I trust you and I love you. I don't want you to think that I don't trust you because I do." She was on a roll.
He stopped her by saying, "I know you do. We have both been really stressed lately and haven't been able to talk, about anything. I'm sorry for that because I think I did it. We just need to forget about this and put it in the past. I'd rather we go on living our lives' than dwell on something that happened during a rough spot. You didn't mean what you said last night and I know it. I also know I love you and you love me, so this can be chalked up to nothing more than a lovers' quarrel."
He put his arms around her and kissed her innocently. "I love you so much," she whispered. Tears began to well in her eyes.
He smiled and just kissed her again and again and again. She was getting dizzy, but she didn't want him to stop. She never wanted him to stop.
***
Ginny smiled. That incident had caused her to be more trusting and had caused him to kiss her at least once a day and say I love you the same amount. It had, in fact, been a healthy addition to their marriage, it made them realize how much they needed to love on each other all the time. She checked the clock again. It was an hour later and Draco's hand was still on work. She yawned and went back upstairs to crawl into bed and read her book.
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Hope you guys enjoyed that! I actually had a lot of fun writing the second part of this chapter. Well, hope this holds you over for a few days because school starts tomorrow and I might not get back to the comp for a few days. Don't forget to review!