Chapter: 6
Draco didn't realize that while he was remembering the day Ginny ran away
from her family to be with him that he was telling the story out loud for
all the occupants in the room to hear.
"I never knew. Ginny, she never said anything. Why?" Hermione asked while tears rolled down her face.
Draco sighed and said "Would you have listened if she did? Besides that was during the start of the war. You lot probably would have thought I had bewitched her or something."
"Who says we still don't believe that?" Ron said with a snort. He still looked thoroughly pissed off.
"Oh Ron shut up!" Hermione said while rolling her eyes. "Draco we'll help you get Ginny back."
"What!? We may help get Ginny and Harry back but I will not NOT let her go back Home with HIM!" Ron shouted.
"Right Ron and you really think you can stop her?" Hermione said.
"Percy thought he could stop her and look how that turned out. She ran away and you never saw her. Ron you can't stop her if she wants to be with me."
"I can try!" He said stubbornly. Draco smirked at him. If Ginny were here, Ron would have been covered in Bat Bogeys.
"Now that we have a willing rescue team..." Dumbledore's eyes rested on Ron who mumbled something that sounded like "Yeah right! Like I have a choice in the matter." Dumbledore continued. "All we need to do is make the rescue plan."
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"Can you believe he made us take the kids? Honestly he must want them to be killed." Ron said grumbling as the rescue team made their way into a forest some where near Devon.
"Yes Ron he wants our kids killed. You twit! He knows that they can help us." Draco said to Ron venomously.
He was carrying Cardea, who was a sleep. Wyatt and Shira were walking next to Professor McGonagall who had decided to join them. They all knew it was a long journey ahead.
Draco had to admit that the arrangement for the rescue team as a bit odd. Why did Albus want the kids to come? He knew there had to be a reason. What did Albus know that Draco didn't? Draco laughed to himself. Albus knew a lot more then Draco could ever hope to understand. What was odd to the whole situation though was Albus seemed to know something about Draco's kids who he had just met a few hours before.
How could he already know that they were something special? Draco had no doubt that his children were special. Ginny knew they were special too. Draco remembered it vividly. The day Wyatt was born.
Four years in the past....
Draco was pacing outside the door. He looked down at his watch impatiently. An old man was the only other occupant in the waiting room. He was watching Draco.
"Is this your first child?" The old man had asked him.
Draco looked startled but only for a moment then he was emotionless.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Well I have had lots of experience with this. In fact, I am waiting for my youngest daughter now. This will be my seventieth grandchild." He said with a huge smile on his face.
"Let me tell you something about babies." The old man said leaning in closer as if it were a big secret.
Even though Draco would have loved to tell this man to bugger off and maybe insult, him he held his tongue and that he better listen to him. Draco knew next to nothing about babies. His own parents weren't the best examples either. He wasn't that worried though Ginny knew so much about families, babies, and other things like that. In fact this old man kind of reminded Draco of Mr. Weasley. He didn't have the red hair but he had that same type of personality as him.
"The greatest moment you will ever experience is the first time you hold your child. They are so small you feel like if you hold them to tight you might break 'em. I tell you now that in those few seconds you wonder how you could have ever lived with out this little child and you didn't know that you could love some one that much. When they take their first steps. They walk towards you cautiously with their arms stretched out towards you hoping that you will grab them before they fall. At first you do but soon they can walk all the way to you and then you realize that they don't need you to help them but that they still want you too."
Draco wondered if his parents ever felt the way that this man was describing. He doubted it. He took mental notes to try as hard as he could to be everything that the man was talking about.
"You see throughout their whole lives your kids look to you for guidance even in their teens. They pretend they don't need you yet they still reach their arms out as soon as they see that their road is bumpy or turns abruptly. It's just like when they were learning how to walk for the first time. Just remember this; no matter what you love, your child and they love you. Treasure all those little moments and don't dwell on things you wish you could re-due. In life there is no rewind button."
"Excuse me sir. Are you Mr. Malfoy?" A nurse with a clipboard asked Draco.
"Yes."
"You can go see your wife and son now."
"Son? I have a son?" Draco let a smile come onto his face while the old man congratulated him.
In the hospital room, Ginny had her eyes closed and Draco was sitting in a chair right next to her bed. He was holding his son for the first time. He knew then that no matter what he would try to give his little boy everything he could. He wanted to be the best father and he knew that meant he had to be there for his son to love him and to not act as he had been brought up to act. For the fist time in his life, he was so scared.
"Ginny? You a wake?" Draco asked.
"Yes but only just." She replies with a faint smile. She was so happy she had her own family and she loved them both with all her heart.
"Gin I am so scared what if I mess up. You know that I can hardly so real emotion. I am like a broken toy. I will ruin our son's life. It is no longer me, or me and you, it is now us. We are a family and I don't want to hurt either of you."
Ginny turned her head to face her husband. She saw the fear in his eyes but on his face, it appeared he had no emotion. She sighed as she traced his jaw line with her fingertips.
"Draco, look at your son. Everything is going to be all right. You know how I know?" he nodded. "He looks so much like you. He looks nothing like your father and, neither do you. You have the kindest face when you smile." She looked at him and winked. "You know I am not worried at all. In fact, I feel as if I could charge into battle and face Voldemort himself. Draco you made a choice to be different from your father. That choice already made you the best father alive and at the time you didn't even have a son."
Draco smile at his wife and kissed her on the forehead.
"You always know the right thing to say."
"That's because I have had years of practice babe." Ginny said slyly.
"So my dear what do you want to name are son?"
Ginny paused for a moment. She looked down at her son in her husbands' arms. She then looked up into Draco's eyes.
"Let's name him Wyatt."
"Wyatt? How did you think of that?" Draco asked puzzled. Wyatt was definitely not a name they had talked about. He didn't mind to much though.
"It reminds me of his father." Ginny said now practically asleep again. "Yes so much like his father. Wyatt means 'Brave in Battle'. You were extremely brave in battle Draco. Though I expect Wyatt's battle will be different from yours. Yours was to tell your father off, give up everything you had, go back on everything you were brought up to be, and make a better life for yourself and the ones you love. Change is very scary and you faced it head on. I am so proud of you and I know that Wyatt will face his battles just like you."
"Ginny you know what I wish?" she mumbled a reply that Draco didn't hear so he continued. "I wish that your father could have been her for this. Out in the waiting room a met this old man and he told me all about babies. He reminded me of your father. I know he would have liked to be here for this. Even if it involves me." He smirked and looked at his wife.
He sighed she hadn't heard a word he had said for she was fast asleep. All for the best he thought. He didn't want to upset her after she made him feel better and all. Therefore, he decided to watch his wife and son sleep.
"I never knew. Ginny, she never said anything. Why?" Hermione asked while tears rolled down her face.
Draco sighed and said "Would you have listened if she did? Besides that was during the start of the war. You lot probably would have thought I had bewitched her or something."
"Who says we still don't believe that?" Ron said with a snort. He still looked thoroughly pissed off.
"Oh Ron shut up!" Hermione said while rolling her eyes. "Draco we'll help you get Ginny back."
"What!? We may help get Ginny and Harry back but I will not NOT let her go back Home with HIM!" Ron shouted.
"Right Ron and you really think you can stop her?" Hermione said.
"Percy thought he could stop her and look how that turned out. She ran away and you never saw her. Ron you can't stop her if she wants to be with me."
"I can try!" He said stubbornly. Draco smirked at him. If Ginny were here, Ron would have been covered in Bat Bogeys.
"Now that we have a willing rescue team..." Dumbledore's eyes rested on Ron who mumbled something that sounded like "Yeah right! Like I have a choice in the matter." Dumbledore continued. "All we need to do is make the rescue plan."
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
"Can you believe he made us take the kids? Honestly he must want them to be killed." Ron said grumbling as the rescue team made their way into a forest some where near Devon.
"Yes Ron he wants our kids killed. You twit! He knows that they can help us." Draco said to Ron venomously.
He was carrying Cardea, who was a sleep. Wyatt and Shira were walking next to Professor McGonagall who had decided to join them. They all knew it was a long journey ahead.
Draco had to admit that the arrangement for the rescue team as a bit odd. Why did Albus want the kids to come? He knew there had to be a reason. What did Albus know that Draco didn't? Draco laughed to himself. Albus knew a lot more then Draco could ever hope to understand. What was odd to the whole situation though was Albus seemed to know something about Draco's kids who he had just met a few hours before.
How could he already know that they were something special? Draco had no doubt that his children were special. Ginny knew they were special too. Draco remembered it vividly. The day Wyatt was born.
Four years in the past....
Draco was pacing outside the door. He looked down at his watch impatiently. An old man was the only other occupant in the waiting room. He was watching Draco.
"Is this your first child?" The old man had asked him.
Draco looked startled but only for a moment then he was emotionless.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Well I have had lots of experience with this. In fact, I am waiting for my youngest daughter now. This will be my seventieth grandchild." He said with a huge smile on his face.
"Let me tell you something about babies." The old man said leaning in closer as if it were a big secret.
Even though Draco would have loved to tell this man to bugger off and maybe insult, him he held his tongue and that he better listen to him. Draco knew next to nothing about babies. His own parents weren't the best examples either. He wasn't that worried though Ginny knew so much about families, babies, and other things like that. In fact this old man kind of reminded Draco of Mr. Weasley. He didn't have the red hair but he had that same type of personality as him.
"The greatest moment you will ever experience is the first time you hold your child. They are so small you feel like if you hold them to tight you might break 'em. I tell you now that in those few seconds you wonder how you could have ever lived with out this little child and you didn't know that you could love some one that much. When they take their first steps. They walk towards you cautiously with their arms stretched out towards you hoping that you will grab them before they fall. At first you do but soon they can walk all the way to you and then you realize that they don't need you to help them but that they still want you too."
Draco wondered if his parents ever felt the way that this man was describing. He doubted it. He took mental notes to try as hard as he could to be everything that the man was talking about.
"You see throughout their whole lives your kids look to you for guidance even in their teens. They pretend they don't need you yet they still reach their arms out as soon as they see that their road is bumpy or turns abruptly. It's just like when they were learning how to walk for the first time. Just remember this; no matter what you love, your child and they love you. Treasure all those little moments and don't dwell on things you wish you could re-due. In life there is no rewind button."
"Excuse me sir. Are you Mr. Malfoy?" A nurse with a clipboard asked Draco.
"Yes."
"You can go see your wife and son now."
"Son? I have a son?" Draco let a smile come onto his face while the old man congratulated him.
In the hospital room, Ginny had her eyes closed and Draco was sitting in a chair right next to her bed. He was holding his son for the first time. He knew then that no matter what he would try to give his little boy everything he could. He wanted to be the best father and he knew that meant he had to be there for his son to love him and to not act as he had been brought up to act. For the fist time in his life, he was so scared.
"Ginny? You a wake?" Draco asked.
"Yes but only just." She replies with a faint smile. She was so happy she had her own family and she loved them both with all her heart.
"Gin I am so scared what if I mess up. You know that I can hardly so real emotion. I am like a broken toy. I will ruin our son's life. It is no longer me, or me and you, it is now us. We are a family and I don't want to hurt either of you."
Ginny turned her head to face her husband. She saw the fear in his eyes but on his face, it appeared he had no emotion. She sighed as she traced his jaw line with her fingertips.
"Draco, look at your son. Everything is going to be all right. You know how I know?" he nodded. "He looks so much like you. He looks nothing like your father and, neither do you. You have the kindest face when you smile." She looked at him and winked. "You know I am not worried at all. In fact, I feel as if I could charge into battle and face Voldemort himself. Draco you made a choice to be different from your father. That choice already made you the best father alive and at the time you didn't even have a son."
Draco smile at his wife and kissed her on the forehead.
"You always know the right thing to say."
"That's because I have had years of practice babe." Ginny said slyly.
"So my dear what do you want to name are son?"
Ginny paused for a moment. She looked down at her son in her husbands' arms. She then looked up into Draco's eyes.
"Let's name him Wyatt."
"Wyatt? How did you think of that?" Draco asked puzzled. Wyatt was definitely not a name they had talked about. He didn't mind to much though.
"It reminds me of his father." Ginny said now practically asleep again. "Yes so much like his father. Wyatt means 'Brave in Battle'. You were extremely brave in battle Draco. Though I expect Wyatt's battle will be different from yours. Yours was to tell your father off, give up everything you had, go back on everything you were brought up to be, and make a better life for yourself and the ones you love. Change is very scary and you faced it head on. I am so proud of you and I know that Wyatt will face his battles just like you."
"Ginny you know what I wish?" she mumbled a reply that Draco didn't hear so he continued. "I wish that your father could have been her for this. Out in the waiting room a met this old man and he told me all about babies. He reminded me of your father. I know he would have liked to be here for this. Even if it involves me." He smirked and looked at his wife.
He sighed she hadn't heard a word he had said for she was fast asleep. All for the best he thought. He didn't want to upset her after she made him feel better and all. Therefore, he decided to watch his wife and son sleep.
