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.

Another Author's Note: This chapter is a continuation of the previous chapter. That means the same verse is being used. I hope you like it!!!!

*Brought back the love, we found trust

Vowed we'd never give it up

Remember when*

"Yes, well either way I gave you life and that is no way for you to treat the man who raised you." Lucius replied in a hard, quiet, rasping whisper.

Draco's eyes did not move or blink and his face held its sneer. "That didn't answer my question. And by the way, you were a lousy father so I don't believe that I owe you anything. Why are you even in the Ministry? You had to know you would get caught."

Lucius moved one step toward him before speaking, "That is where you are wrong. I never once thought that I would get caught and especially not by an imbecile such as yourself. I have been in the Ministry nearly every night for the past three years. Believe me, I have more than enough information. You people here are worse than muggles. You leave everything lying around waiting to be found by the likes of me and the security around this place is practically non-existent."

He only stared in response to Lucius's words as he waited for him to continue. Lucius would, he always kept talking when given the chance and Draco decided that he shouldn't become impatient because he didn't know what might happen if he did. So he persistently stared at the man before him.

"Do you remember the day I found out?"

Draco did remember and nodded slightly, keeping his eyes fixated on him.

"That day was the worst day of my life. Take it from me, finding out that your son is in love with filth and then on top of that discovering that my master had been defeated by Harry Potter," his voice held contempt as he spoke.

Lucius took a deep breath; his pale white eyelids closed over his cold, gray eyes, as though he could see the events unfolding before him and wished not to see them.

"The latter I did not find too unbearable, however. I knew that I would take his place, become better than him and dominate the world. I am already quickly on my way. Planning in secret is much smarter than going around killing everyone who posed a difficulty as Voldemort did. Yes, he had power but I never cease to be surprised at his lack of brains on occasion.

"One example would be his thoughtless attack on the Potters." Lucius sneered in remembrance. "If I had been in charge then no action would have happened until we knew the entire prediction and its exact wording. Alas, I was not in charge and the dim-witted master wanted to kill the one who could destroy him. This is perfectly understandable, but he shouldn't have acted so rashly. Yes, well, what's done is done. Too late now. But from here on out plans will be carried out my way."

Lucius gave Draco a strange look as though a battle was raging in his mind before speaking, "I will give you one last chance. Join me and prosper as my right-hand man or stay with your pathetic excuse for a girlfriend and find yourself married with ten children with hideous red hair."

Draco nearly smiled as he thought of his wife. Apparently Lucius had not heard of their marriage and children which Draco decided was rather odd. 'What rock has he been hiding under?' he thought to himself. Then an idea raced through Draco's mind. One which was entirely plausible and most likely correct.

"I'm already married Lucius. And I have five beautiful children and only three of them have their mother's gorgeous red hair. A shame really, I wanted all of them to have it. The funny things is that my three boys are the ones with red hair and my two darling girls have my blonde hair. Maybe I should have them dye it red."

Draco scratched his chin as though he was seriously considering this before he barreled on, "Hmm. It seems I've gotten off track. I do have one question before agreeing to this: How is it that you don't already have a right-hand man much better trained than me?"

Lucius looked revolted upon hearing about his son's marriage and five children. His face screwed itself up into a confused and revolted face which was quite a large feat seeing as not many people are capable of it nor have the chance to do it even if they are able.

Draco felt like laughing. Lucius's face was priceless. He knew that he had cornered his father.

Quickly regaining composure Lucius said, "I would like to give you the benefit of the doubt Draco. I believe that since you are my heir that you must be more competent than any in my circle of followers."

Draco stared at him and spoke forcefully, "You will never be as powerful as Voldemort nor as evil. None of the remaining Death Eaters wish to follow you and neither do I. We both know that if you had any followers then you would have already begun your world domination. No evil Slytherin wishes to follow anyone except themselves and they especially don't like to follow a weakling such as yourself."

Draco's eyes flashed as he remembered something, reached for his wand, and shouted, "Expelliarmus!" Lucius's wand flew into his hand swiftly and Draco placed it in his pocket.

"You won't be needing that," he continued as he took note of the murderous look on Lucius's face. "About Virginia. You are not worthy to shine her shoes, you never were and you never will be. What you deserve is a cell in Azkaban where you can rot to death after a dementor sucks the soul directly out of your body. Yes, that is where you need to be."

Lucius opened his mouth to speak but Draco beat him to it, pointing his wand at him and saying, "Stupefy"

He took a look at stunned Lucius before saying to himself, "Now, that was just much too easy. I suppose you've lost your edge father."

Lucius's cold face just stared up at him from the ground. "Yes, well, you don't need to talk anyhow. Just muck things up you do."

Draco looked around for a moment before talking once more to the stunned body of Lucius Malfoy. "Now, you just stay here for a little while Lucius and I will be right back."

He apparated immediately to the home of the current Minister of Magic. Upon arriving at the front door he didn't want to wake anyone so he dug into his pocket to find his key. After a few moments his hand emerged with a shiny, gold key. He pushed it into the keyhole and turned it as quietly as possible.

When he walked into the house he checked his watch. Already an hour had passed since he had gone to owl Ginny. Looking around he realized that he didn't need to be so quiet. Five figures were sitting around the fire in the living room talking in soft voices.

"I don't mean to intrude, but I need to speak with Arthur." All five red heads turned to look at him. He saw that Fred, George, Ron, and Charlie were his father-in-law's companions.

"Well, sit down and tell us what this is all about." Arthur beckoned Draco to come sit with them. He walked into the odd assortment of chairs and couches and took a seat next to George.

Their faces watched him, eager to hear what he had to say. "I found Lucius Malfoy in the Ministry tonight about an hour ago. I have taken his wand and stupefied him. I thought that I should tell you and we ought to alert some other aurors. We must also have it arranged for him to be taken to Azkaban tonight."

His relatives eyes had all widened and looked thoroughly confused and somewhat disgruntled. "Alright guys, you heard the man. Let's head off to the Ministry," Arthur replied immediately.

When they arrived in the corridor where Lucius lay stupefied Draco lagged behind a little bit with Fred. Many aurors, including Ron and Hermione, had already arrived and other were beginning to apparate in.

"So, what's up with you all having a men's family meeting and not inviting me?" Draco asked with a smile.

Fred laughed. "Well, I wouldn't call it a men's family meeting seeing as none of us really planned to be there tonight at all. If it really means that much to you we'll invite you to the next one."

"Are you saying you've been meeting without me for the last nine years?" Draco put on a miffed and hurt look.

"Well, we never expected you to find out. Guess you're just too smart for us. Now we'll have to have them at George's house. And you know how awful its smelled there since one of our experiments backfired on us. Katie was so angry she kicked him out of the house for a full two weeks and I had to put up with him. Not to mention Angelina wasn't too happy either. She actually went to stay with Katie at her house. But I've always thought we got the better end of the deal; after all we weren't stuck in a smelly house for two weeks!"

Draco sighed, "Yes, I suppose that would be awful, but now you can't really have secret meeting there since you've already told me your plan."

Fred frowned, "Rats! Foiled again. You're just much too smart for this family."

"Well, someone's got to have brains." Draco winked at him and they both laughed. Fred had always been the nicest to Draco when he married Ginny and they had become good friends. He heard of every new joke item before it was released (they usually "tested" them on him) and Fred was the first of the Weasley family to know of Ginny's pregnancies each time.

Fred patted Draco's shoulder and they walked down the hallway to assist the others.

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Draco looked up at the clock on the wall. It was midnight. It had taken two hours to clear the whole thing up, for the night anyway, and he had completely forgotten to owl his wife. The one thing that had helped him discover Lucius creeping around the Ministry was what he forgot.

Oh well, it was too late now. Besides, he was about to go home so there was no need to owl her. He bade goodnight to Hermione and Arthur who were the last remaining people there other than himself.

Then he apparated to his living room. He checked the clock on this wall as well. All his children were in bed and so was his wife. Draco smiled, glad that they had bought a clock like that. At first he hadn't really wanted to spend so much money on it, but he was very appreciative that he could immediately check on his family upon returning home.

He slipped his shoes off and left them next to the couch before he walked quietly up the stairs. He wound his way through a few hallways and found himself outside his room. The door was open and he saw that his wife was asleep with her clothes on; a book was lying on the floor that appeared as though it had slipped out of her hand when she had fallen asleep.

He walked to the bed, discarding clothes until he was in his boxers which were his pajamas. Draco moved Ginny under the covers and climbed in next to her. She opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Where have you been?" she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"I was at the Ministry taking care of something. We'll go to the Burrow tomorrow and Dad and I'll tell you all about it. I promise."

"Okay, but I want you to know I was waiting up for you."

Draco smiled. "Why?"

"Partly because I was worried, but mostly because I have something to tell you." She found his hand and laced their fingers together.

Draco waited for a moment before saying, "Well, what is it?"

"You expect me to tell you? You didn't even owl me tonight. Not once all day actually. And now you want to hear my news? I think not." She grinned while waiting for his reaction.

He only said softly, "Yes."

"Well, that's very good because I want to tell you more than you want to know what it is." Ginny looked up at him and said, "We're gonna have another baby."

"Really? That's wonderful, although I must say that I am less surprised every time," Draco replied lightly. Inside he was actually extremely excited.

"Ha, ha. I know you're excited. You can't fool me." She kissed his cheek and rolled over onto her side after removing her hand from his. "Now, I'm going back to sleep. G'night."

"Night." Draco didn't go to sleep for a while though. All he could think of was that he was going to have another child. Another child with the woman that his father hated and he loved. Another child that he would love more than life itself.

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Whew! I finished the chapter!!!! YAY!! There's still more to come so read, review, and wait for the next installment!!!!