Harry burst into the room as I climbed out of the water sobbing.
"Gin? Gin? Speak to me!"
Harry pulled my shaking body to him and held me tightly.
"Shhh." He whispered "Tell me what's wrong,"
"Harry...Oh god Harry...," I looked up at him, pale as a ghost and shaking.
"Gin? What's wrong...," He whispered
I nodded to the bath and holding my hand Harry bent into the water and pulled the plug out. When all the water had drained away, Harry gasped in shock at the site.
I let of Harry's hand and fled the room crying, not able to look at it for a second time. Harry stood here, his eyes frozen on the bath. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, that he didn't see a small rat clamber through the window and out onto the ledge.

Two blank brown eyes stared at Harry. It was a small creature, a boy. He was covered in dirt, rotting to the bone now. A small blue all in one suit clung to his wet dead skin. Harry let the tears slide out as he held what was, or had been many months ago, his dead son, the one who he'd given up to come back to Ginny...

I ran outside crying and straight into Ron's arms.
"Gin! What's wrong we heard a scream?"
I was too distraught to tell him. I just cried and cried. The site of my dead son would always haunt me.
"Shh its alright Gin," whispered Ron as he held me to his chest
"But its not alright...He's going to haunt us forever," I whimpered
"Who is?"
"I don't know but...someone...wants to haunt me...and Harry...they put the baby...in my bath...the one...who was going to be the next...I was stumbling over words, scared, tired and whimpering.
"Oh god...Gin...,"
"Oy Ron!" Fred shouted "get over here!"
Fred interrupted my thoughts.

Ron led me over to Fred and my eyes widened at what he held in his arms.
"we're so sorry sis," he whispered
There he lay, a sleeping Danny, covered in dirt and ice cold. I held him in my arms and stroked his dirt filled hair. Pinned to his lifeless leg was a note.
Two down, one to go, The rat has delivered one, I delivered the other while you slept. If you aren't careful, white day will be ruined by blood.
Voldemort
I didn't understand it...Only that Voldemort had killed my baby, and he'd unearthed my first born son. He was threatening to kill Amanda...
I burst into tears and dropped the dead body of Danny.
I threw my arms around Ron's neck and cried into his shoulder. Ron held me tightly and Fred ran inside to get Harry.

Harry immediately came down the stairs but didn't look at the body. He just took me in his arms and held me to try and stop it hurting. I knew he couldn't do it, but I knew he wanted to.

That night, I sat alone downstairs, scrawling away in my diary. Everyone else slept peacefully in their beds.

Dear Diary,
I can't believe it...Everything was going so well then this had to happen. Why did it have to happen? I can't believe they're gone...Seeing my first baby brought back a lot of bad memories for me. I can't sleep because I'll have nightmares and awake they'll forever taunt me. Why'd he have to kill Danny...He's just an innocent child...Why couldn't he have killed me instead?

Tears rolled down my cheeks and splattered on the dry page, making down of the ink run.
I heard a door open, the front door to be precise. They must have seen the light on as they walked into the room.
"Molly, I'm...," I saw my dad, his voice trailing off "Ginny...,"
"Hello Dad," I mumbled.
This was the first time I'd seen my Dad since he kicked me out. This week he'd been away on a business trip but I knew the confrontation was coming.
"Why are you here, I told you to leave," he spoke icily
"I nearly lost Harry Dad...Where did you expect me to go?"
"Somewhere else."
I sniffed away more tears as they rolled down my cheeks.
"Did you have the baby?"
"Babies," I corrected him "I had triplets,"
"WHAT!" he gaped
"I was as shocked...But now...now its only one baby...," I sniffed again, more tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Whys that?"
"They're dead," I whispered, my face paling of all colour
Dads did the same and instantly all the anger he must have had dissolved.
"Oh Gin...," he whispered as he sat beside me.
"They're gone...Voldemort has Amanda...and he's going to kill her...he's already killed Danny and unearthed my dead first son," I whimpered and threw myself at Dad and hugged me, crying into his chest.
He held me tightly, making soothing sounds.

"Daddy," I whimpered
"I missed you," Dad whispered
"I missed you too...,"
"I'm so sorry I threw you out...I really did over react...And I know you've been the bravest person ever these last few months,"
"Thanks Dad...,"
"You going to stay?" he asked
"If you want me,"
"I do!"
"Ok,"
I held onto Dad tightly as he continued to whisper soothing things to me. Slowly he lulled me to sleep and carried me upstairs. He tucked me in bed beside Harry, smiling with pride.