A/N: Sorry this took so long! I'm hard at work writing two stories at once, and I'm having lots of luck with each. Thanks to everyone who's still asking for more chapters from me on this one. I would've probably stopped writing it a long time ago if I wasn't being asked for them. Anyway, here's chapter 13!

Disclaimer: I disclaim.

Chapter 13:

The school was alive with gossip. The stories were amazingly out of proportion, and Ginny couldn't believe what all was being said about her and Draco. It was all so crazy that these people actually believed any of it!

Her favorite story, so far, was that Pansy had gotten mad when Ginny, the desperate loser she was, gave Draco a love potion and forced him into bed with her. Pansy had then hired a private investigator to find his deepest darkest secret.

Draco and Ginny hadn't been seeing each other, except for quick meetings with Snape about the delicacy of the issue. They were trying to allow everyone to accept Draco's newfound parentage before sending them for another amazing loop. Colin had been staying with Ginny quite a bit, to keep people from harassing and questioning her about things that were none of their business. Unfortunately, the Dream Team, now including Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom, and renamed the Fab Five, had caught the two of them in a corner.

"The lot of you need to back up and allow Ginny and I through," Colin stated, staring them down.

"No." Ron stared right back from the middle of the group. On either side of him was Hermione and Luna, with Harry and Neville on the outside. "She won't talk to you. You're irrational and don't care what she's feelings. You never have, always pushing Harry on her. Give up, Ron," Colin grabbed Ginny's hand and tried to push through the Hermione and Neville. They were pushed back.

"We want to talk to Ginny. Either she's going to talk to us, or she's going to stand in this corner until we die." Hermione's face was stone cold.

"Colin," Ginny whispered from behind him. He turned to her, still hiding her from the vultures that were supposed to be their friends. She whispered in his ear, and he turned back.

"Ginny's tired. She said she'll give you half an hour. She'll explain whatever you want, but if anyone starts to yell, patronize, or attack in any way, she's gone. I'm also to be present and it shall take place in the library, with the stare of Madame Pince on you every one." Colin stared them down again. "Agreed"

"When?" Harry asked.

"Tomorrow. Ginny wants to sleep now, since it's almost curfew. Five o'clock. Don't be late." Colin grabbed Ginny's hand, and they walked past the five, amazed they were finally able to get through.

"Thank you, Colin," Ginny whispered to him. "And I want Draco there, too"

Colin stared at her. "Do you think that's a good idea? I mean, the five won't like that too much"

"It's just as much his explaining to do as it is mine. I don't mean to face the Slytherins and the Gryffindors, if he's just got to face the Slytherins. I'll write him as soon as we get upstairs."

The next day, at five after five, Draco, Ginny, and Colin walked confidently into the library, knowing they had told the fab five not to be late. Draco held tightly to Ginny's hand as a sort of promise that he wouldn't abandon her in her own time of need.

Hermione saw them first and grabbed hold of Ron's shoulder. He looked up when she did this and cried out, "Bloody hell, Ginny! Why did you have to bring him?"

"I brought him," Ginny replied, moving closer to Draco, "because he is as much a part of this as I am."

Colin, Ginny, and Draco had a seat across from the Fab Five as they all glared at Draco.

"So, you wanted to know something?" Ginny smiled at them.

"Yes, uh, Gin, we would very much like for you to explain yourself and this whole situation you've gotten yourself in," Hermione explained, still not taking her eyes off of Draco.

"Well, first, I would like for you to look at me instead of him while you're talking to me. I don't appreciate it and it's very rude to stare, also," Ginny said to them. "And I'll explain as soon as you every one promise no outbursts, no violence, no name calling, and no disowning your sister." Ginny took this chance to shoot a look at Ron.

They looked at her blankly for just a second.

"I promise, Ginny," Luna said almost immediately.

"I promise, too, Gin," Harry said, a little relunctantly.

"I promise," Neville and Hermione both said together.

They all looked at Ron, whose face was slowly turning red.

"What about him?!" Ron cried out, pointing to Draco.

"Who? Me?" Draco asked, pointing to himself. "Well, Ronald, I've already promised this to Ginny. But if you insist that you hear it, then Ginny, love, I promise I won't give any outbursts, violent gestures, names won't be thrown, and I won't disown my sister." He smirked at her.

"Do you think you may have sisters?" Ginny asked him. "I mean, did Gilderoy ever have any kids? Other than yourself, of course."

"I'm not sure. But now that he doesn't even know who he is, I don't know if I'll ever find out."

"So, it's true? Gilderoy Lockhart is really your father?" Ron asked, excitedly. Ginny looked over to him in a sharp manner.

"I believe someone has forgotten the deal. Say you promise, and we'll explain, Ron," Ginny scolded him.

"For the love of. . ." Ron scowled. "Okay, okay. I promise!"

"Okay, now, ask all the questions that you wish," Ginny stated with a wave of her hand and a smile.

Hermione brought out a foot long parchment. "Well, Ginny, what exactly happened? I mean, could you explain it from the beginning?"

Ginny sighed, then launched into the story. "It started when I found Draco's owl in the owlery. It was hurt..."

"And, then Pansy had to bring the attention back to her, so she did that whole thing in the Great Hall. You heard that, and know all the rest." Ginny sighed again as she stopped talking.

She looked across the five faces in front of her, and noticed that Ron was desperately signaling to his mouth. "When did you do a silencing charm on my brother? And why didn't you think of that to begin with?"

"As soon as you mentioned that you went to Malf–um, Draco's room, and I noticed his face getting red. Also, he promised that we wouldn't need to do a silencing charm." Hermione glared at the boy to her left.

"Oh, ok. Any more questions?" Ginny asked. Hermione picked up her wand to take the charm off of Ron. "No, 'Mione. Leave him quiet. I like it better this way."

Hermione put her wand back as Ron stared angrily at her. "Well, we were also wondering how long this little obsession would last," Neville asked bluntly.

"Obsession? What the bloody hell are you talking about?" Ginny cried.

"Well, Gin, you just suddenly decided that you liked Malfoy," Harry said. "I mean, Draco. And, well, it just reminded us a little of that crush you had on, er, well, me."

Ginny started laughing. Harry stared at her with a dumbfounded look.

"Harry, dear, I haven't had a crush on you since the summer before third year! I can't even remember what I saw in you. And, honestly, this isn't an obsession. So, don't think it'll be over anytime soon," Ginny continued to laugh.

"Well," Colin said, "I think our time is up for now. If you don't mind, my client has another meeting to be going to. If you'd like to schedule another, be in touch with me."

"Another meeting?" Ginny asked. "What other meeting?" Colin pulled her up and Draco followed suit.

"Blaise," Draco stated as the three walked toward the door, leaving the Fab Five sitting in the library, unable to say as much as a goodbye.

"And, Colin, why are you acting like a muggle lawyer?" Ginny asked, seeming a bit confused.

"Well, I've kind of taken to this. I think I'd like to be a lawyer," Colin told her.

"You can represent me when I get sued by my clients!" Ginny giggled as they walked along.

"And you can represent me when they finally decide that I'm a Death Eater and take me away to Azkaban," Draco stated.

"You're not going to be a Death Eater, are you?" Ginny stopped in the middle of the hall.

"Let's not discuss this here, Ginny," Draco said, trying to pull her with him.

She was stubborn, though, and rooted herself right to that spot. "No. Are you going to be a Death Eater?"

Draco sighed, "Colin, tell Blaise we'll be in touch later. I think Ginny and I need some time to ourselves."

Colin stared at him. "Blaise? Alone? Without Ginny?"

"You'll be okay, Colin. Just don't do anything I wouldn't do," Ginny said, as she and Draco turned to go back to Draco's room. After they had disappeared, Colin drew up his courage and walked slowly to Blaise's office.