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I hope you don't mind,

I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful it is

Now you're in my life

-Elton John and Bernie Taupin

Ginny's POV

             "Here is where you'll be staying, Ginny."  Professor McGonagall led me into a spacious room, much bigger then my room at home or the tiny dorms.  "Ginny, when you are a student I expect to you address me as a student.  However, we can relax that protocol up here.  Please just call me Minnie and if you need to talk about anything don't hesitate to come to me."

            "Thank you… Minnie."  Professor McGonagall smiled on me warmly.

            "Not a problem dear.  Oh, and the Headmaster thought it prudent to put you with me not only because I am the Head of you House but also because I was once in a very similar situation."

            "Oh?"  I was not quite comprehending what she had said to me.  I had had an extremely long day. 

            Minnie paused for a moment and then let herself fall into one of the chairs by my bed, her strict face dropping into a sad one.  "I became pregnant when I was in my seventh year, Ginny.  My boyfriend was the Father; but when he found out about our baby he immediately broke things off with me.  I… miscarried when I was in my 3rd trimester.  Because of that I've spent a lot of time trying to figure out the best way to care for a pregnancy.  So please, do not hesitate to come to me."

            "I'm sorry Minivera."  I whispered, imagining how horrible it would be to lose your baby.

            "Yes, well, it's over with now.  Well, I'll leave you to your unpacking.  You are free to go over most of the grounds, though we'd prefer you to stay away from the Gryffindor tower and Harry.  I know it will be hard; but that really is what's best for both of you.  And if you must meet, don't let anyone know, all right?"  The professor grinned at me looking fifteen years younger.

            "Harry and I really did break up, Minnie.  I know it's hard to believe but we thought it was for the best."

            The professor raised an eyebrow, but did not protest this ludicrous statement.  After all, who would break up with the wonderful Boy Who Lived?  I watched her leave, slightly sad that she did not know my secret.

            I had spent so long hiding from the world, trying to maintain a perfect appearance while I crumbled inside.  Harry and I had been voted most Perfect Couple numerous times, not only at our school but in TeenWitch Magazine.  Because I was Harry's girlfriend I was "privileged" to the world of the incredibly wealthy and famous.

            I remembered one time in particular, Harry and I had voted most perfect something again and Harry had given me a horrible – beating – that afternoon.  By that time I had become an expert on concealers and the like; so when Harry and I went out that night we looked the part.  Cho Chang and a few younger girls had burst into tears when we walked into together, wishing for all the world to be in my place.  How gladly I would have given it to them!  But we had played the perfect couple to the hilt.  Even my own brothers were unable to see beyond Harry's incredible glow.  It was ironic justice that one of Harry's worst enemies, Hogwarts self proclaimed 'bad boy,' was the first to notice what was happening to me. 

            Before he had come along I hadn't even been able to admit to myself that I was beaten.  It was rather degrading, really, when I first admitted to myself that I was beaten; but it was also rather liberating.            

            I have been stuck in domineering relationships since my fourth year – if you don't count Tom.  The magnificent Tom Riddle was probably the person who had made me into what I now was, actually.  He was the most domineering jerk in the world, besides, of course Harry…

            For now, though, I'm free.  And I fully intend to keep it that way for sometime. 

Draco's POV

            I sat in the hospital for a short time after Ginny left; until I figured out she wouldn't be coming back.  As I walked out of the wing, I saw Ginny following McGonagall, with a single trunk in her hand.

            "Draco."  I turned to see Snape behind me.  "Draco, Miss Weasly is being moved.  Thank you for your assistance in finding her."

            "No problem, Uncle."

            "Of course not.  You acted correctly, Draco, I hope you realize that."  What was I supposed to say to that?  "I know it must be hard to clean up your Father's messes, but…"

            "She is not my Father's mess."  Snape raised an eyebrow at me.  "Well she isn't.  She's a person and whatever the hell happened to her is not all my Father's fault."

            "Draco I understand it must be hard for you to admit, but I would've thought by now you'd have realized what type of man your father is."

            "Oh I know he's a sick bastard and I know Ginny is carrying his baby, but he didn't beat her up."

            My uncle looks at me as if I've just proclaimed that Neville Longbottom was the real person to fear; not Lord Voldermort.  And then I realize that he does not yet know the savior of the wizarding world is almost as sadistic as Snape himself once was.  "All right Draco.  But the real reason I came to talk to you was because we need your help.  The Headmaster wants Potter to be schooled in controlling his anger and channeling it into the appropriate magic.  As you have received the most schooling in this area, we would like you to help Potter.  The Headmaster could do it himself, of course, but he is a very busy man, and also doesn't know the most current methods the Dark side is using.  You are the closest link we have to Lord Voldermort's current way of thought."

            "Thanks for reminding me."

            "Look, Draco, it wasn't my idea…"

            "Whatever.  I'll do it… if I can teach him on my terms, with no one else interfering."

            "Look Draco, I don't care what you do, as long as you get inside his head and TRAIN HIM.  Right now, he is namby pansy little Gryffindor and he needs to learn how to… Draco, he needs to learn how to fight and kill.  Not an honorable fight, but a horrible nasty fight where he has to be a bully.  Do you think you can do this?"

            "So Potter's your weapon of choice, huh?  I would've gone for a pink, fluffy rabbit – the Dark Lord would be more intimidated."

            "Draco."  The former Death Eater glowers at me.

            "Yeah, sure Uncle.  Whatever.  I'll do it."

            "Thanks Draco."  I nod tersely to him as he walks away.

            "Wait!  Unc – Professor, when do I meet with him?"

            "Tomorrow morning at 10:00 in the Headmaster's office.  The password is salt water taffy.  He will be informed as well."

            Great.  So the abusive Boy Who Lives does not yet know who will be his almighty teacher.  He is going to kill me.  He certainly does not need me to teach him how to bully.  He got his kinks out on Ginny.

            "Did you hear about Harry?" a loud voice asks.  I turn quickly, anxious to hear every word from the obvious Gryffindor gossiper.  "He went into this huge fit when he came back to the Gryffindor Tower.  He starts yelling and stuff, about how he's our savior, and we don't know a thing about You Know Who and oh, yeah about how a Malfoy baby could possibly be the one to save us all."

            Trying not to show that I had overheard what had been said I walked quickly to where I had last seen Ginny and Professor McGonagall.  In retracing these footsteps I manage to walk strait into Prefect Granger.

            "Watch where you going Malfoy."  The usual bite to her voice is somewhat lacking and she seems distracted.

            "Hey, um, Hermione?"

            Granger stares at me, too surprised to move.  "Do you – uh – know where Ginny is?"

            "With McGonagall," she spits out before she can help herself.  The largest flaw of most Gryffindors is that they never know when to keep there mouths shut.  They also have trouble seeing the larger picture… but hey, we can't all be perfect. 

            "Thanks sweetie."  I smile charmingly at her, leaving her gaping after me.

            "Why didn't she tell you?"  Granger calls after me.  I turn.  "I would think
boyfriends should know this."

            "I'm not her boyfriend.   However, I am worried about her."

            "Her or the baby?"  Granger asks icily.

            "Both.  And it seems to me I'm the only one who's worried about her right about now, so if you'd excuse me."

            I turn and keep walking and this time Granger does not call me back.  I walk assuredly toward McGonagall's quarters, only knowing where it is because I once had to get her things from her room during a detention.

            The detention was over a year ago however and the chances were she had a new password.  Still, to be safe, I tried the old one "Mylanna Anne" and to my surprise the door flew open.  I walked in, pretending that I belonged here.

            "Ginny? Are you in here?"  I walk through the empty rooms calling her.

            "Draco?"

            Ginny appears in the doorway, smiling at me.  "Ginny what are you doing here?"

            "Long story."

            "I'm game."  I say, sitting down in expectation.

            Ginny sighs and sits down next to me.  "The Headmaster has decided that I will be safer here, away from the rest of the Gryffindors."

            "You mean away from Harry."  I point out quickly.

            "Well, yes, him too.  They told us both to see as little of each other as possible.  I have been a target for so long because I'm apparently a Flower."

            "Oh my God Gin."  My Mother was a Flower and that was one of the reasons my Father married her.  To see if he could beat it out of her.  I don't know how many times he has reminded her that he saved her life from Lord Voldermort.  If he had not married her, she would have been killed, a long with the rest of the Flowers.

            "So you know what a Flower is.  Good.  While there is a prophecy that says a child born of a Flower will be the downfall of Lord Voldermort.  Lily Potter was also a Flower and up until now everyone has believed that Harry is the one in the prophecy.  However, not that this one is in the picture -" Ginny indicates her stomach, "Dumbledore has been forced to reconsider.  He thinks that my baby could be the one to destroy Tom.  As of right now, hardly anyone knows of the baby and we are going to try and keep it that way.  Your Father is trying to destroy me – on Tom's orders of course – and if he knew that there was a baby…"

            "Draco I have a huge favor to ask.  When the baby is born will you… sign as the babies Father?  You don't have to be apart of its life and I'll never bother you for child support or anything, but I don't want your Father knowing whose child this really is.  He would battle me for custody and probably win if he ever knew."

            "Yes, of course, Ginny.  I want what's best for both of you.  But… are you sure this is what you want?  I mean you barely know me and there are other people, better people-"

            "Draco.  I've thought about this more then you can imagine.  You are the one who forced me to admit to myself what Harry is.  You are the one who got me to the hospital and have talked to me and protected me and understood me.  There are only two other people in my life who have ever done all that, my older brother, Bill and my older brother, Charlie."

            "Well…"

            "And wouldn't it be odd if Charlie or Bills name was written on the birth certificate?"

            "Well, you never know with you Weaslys…"

            "Draco!"

            "Yes.  I'll do it."

            She threw her arms around me.  "Thank you Draco, so much."

            "No problem.  Hey, guess who I'm supposed to teach to be a bully?"

            "Who?"

A/n all for now folks.  Thanks to all the amazing people who reviewed.  Oh, before you ask, McGonagall didn't change her password because (not only is it her daughters name) she knew Draco would think she would change the password to keep him out so she didn't change it.  Reverse psychology that backfired on her, right?  Oh and wizarding birth certificates require both a mother and father to sign, but it doesn't matter too much who ultimately signs, they just want to ensure that the baby has two legal guardians incase something happens to one of them.  Again thanks for reading ~ Rebekah1 (don't you love the custom URL's?)  PS  aren't you proud of Ginny?  S he's finally putting a strong face.  My Ginny can survive without a guy for awhile.  This will end up D/G of course, but first Gin needs to learn that she can stand on her own two feet.