Chapter 13
An End And A Beginning
Ginny woke up in a tangle of sheets, head on top of Draco's chest. She looked at the time: it was only 4:00 in the morning. She went back to sleep, and had a horrible dream.
Dumbledore was yelling at Harry for doing all those things, and he came clean about being a drunk, saying he was so guilty. Dumbledore let him have one more day, and the next he would be expelled. Before the day ended, Hermione walked into the commonroom with Ginny just as Harry lifted his wand to his head.
Ginny was shaken awake by Draco, "Wake up! Come on, Red.."
"Leave me alone" She whined.
"I can't, you were having a nightmare...which I can't say I take kindly to...you having a nightmare after I make lo-shag you."
"Oh..my..god..I'm sorry Draco. I just had the worst dream..Harry..I..I need to go to the commonroom!" She started to look around for clothes and settled on a black t-shirt and black sweatpants.
"Why? I'm going with you. I don't trust you--"
"What do you mean you don't trust me?" She said hotly.
"Well its not that I don't trust you, it's just its very early in the morning, and who knows whos lurking?" He said quickly.
"I'll be fine, Draco!" She snapped, stalking out of the room. On her way to the common room, she bumped into a starlted Hermione.
"What are you doing out here, herms?"
"I was - oh I was patrolling! Oh forget it, I was sneaking to the kitchens." Hermione said sheepishly, "What about you?"
"I was going to the common room, I had this horrid dream and I wanted to make sure everything was okay."
"Oh...well I'll come with you then, I'm a tad lonely."
Hermione and Ginny walked to the commonroom together, and Ginny stopped in front of the painting.
"Woah, I haven't been in so long I forgot the password!"
"Well, the Fat lady's been playing games with us, and you have to know trivia and that's how you get the password. I, of course, get it right every time," She turned to the Fat Lady. "The Third World," she stated, and the portrait opened.
They stepped in together, the room dark except for the flicker of the fire in the fireplace casting shadows on the wall.
"It's empty I think.." Hermione said quietly, Ginny nodded slowly. They turned to leave, but Hermione stopped, "Look Gin its Ha-"
Ginny covered Hermione's mouth, this was eerily like her dream. There was Harry, standing infront of the fireplace, seemingly staring at nothing. The firelight reflecting off his glasses. Slowly his arm lifted, he held his want to his head, saying the words that would seal his fate.
"Avada Kedarva." A green light blasted from his wand, and Harry fell lifeless to the ground. Hermione screamed, Ginny began shaking uncontrollably.
Several doors slammed open, and every Gryffindor in the tower came barreling down the stairs. They all stopped at the foot of the stairs, none daring to enter the common room properly once they saw what laid there. Several girls began to sob, Colin Creevey began taking photos.
Professor Mcgonnagal seemed to have been magically drawn to the common room, stepping in a gasp of horror tumbled from her lips. She waved her wand hurriedly, a ghostly image of an owl flying from its tip and zipping down the hall. Moments later a steady stream of teachers began filing in. Some ushering the students back of the stairs, some looking sadly at Harry, and some trying to question the pair of horror-struck girls.
"What were you doing, standing here?" Snape asked coldly.
Damn, we just had to get the teacher that hates us both more than anyone. "Proffessor, I had..a.. d-dream, and in it, H-harry d-died....s-so I wanted to ch-check and make s-sure he was okay, and n-now he's..."
Snape looked at her, "You expect me to believe you came to see if Potter was okay, after he has attempted to rape you both?"
"Yes." Ginny whispered, quiet but defiant.
"Ginny doesn't know the dark curses, though, Severus. She was never taught them. I, unfortunatly, do not know how Harry knew Avada Kedavra, but someone taught him in the longrun. Ginny and Hermione are not ones to hurt someone because of a moment of weakness," Proffessor McGonnagal said, smiling sadly at the girls.
Snape nodded (though somewhat jerkily) in agreement, "Yes. Right. Well, Miss Weasley...Granger, back to your dorms."
Ginny froze, no one knew about her and Draco...with all the teachers milling about she'd never get back to his room.
"Professor, can Ginny stay in my dorm tonight? I...wouldn't feel safe with out my best friend." Hermione said shakily.
"Fine. Just get out of my sight." Snape growled.
Ginny and Hermione got out of the common room as quickly as possible, "Thanks Herms."
"No problem, Gin." Hermion smiled weakly, "Lets try and get some shut eye...can you make it back to his room on your own?"
"Yeah, thanks," she said, hugging her. "We're going to be fine, everything's going to be okay.." she inhaled and walked to 'their' room.
She opened the door and Draco frowned. "I heard what happened. I .. uhh .. heard you thinking.. Don't be mad, like I know you will .." He stopped when he saw the look on her face. "What's wrong?"
Ginny couldn't speak; everything was black. Instead of she and Draco in Draco's room, she and Harry were in Harry's room at the Dursley's. "H..Harry?"
"I'm so sorry, Gin. I never meant it to turn out this way." He walked up to her and hugged her. She willingly hugged back, noticing how sad he truly was.
"It's okay, Harry, but why'd you have to..die?! You..you could have tried to work it out!"
"I..I was going to be expelled, and I couldn't live with the Dursley's, and..it'll be better now, Gin. I promise. I'll be with my mum and dad, and that's all I ever wanted." He kissed her on the cheek gently.
"Harry, I'll..I'll miss you so much.."
"I'll miss you too, Gin," he said sadly. "You have no idea.. I'll check in once in a while, though. Tell 'Mione I'll miss her. Tell Ron I'm sorry. And, well..tell Malfoy..no hard feelings." With another kiss, he dissapeered.
Ginny woke up in an uncomfortable bed in the Hospital Wing, a worried Draco sitting next to her, "You're awake, thank merlin!"
Ginny started crying. "I..I don't know what happened to me! All of a sudden I..I was in Harry's room! He..He said he was so sorry, and he said to tell you no hard feelings, and..and oh my gosh! He's gone, He's really gone! And..and.." she continued sobbing.
"Ginny calm down, everythings okay, calm down." Draco soothed, clutching Ginny to his chest.
Madame Pomfery chose this moment to come bustling in, "My, my! Whats all this? Miss Weasley, glad to see you awake, gave us a bit of a scare there. You've been out for a little more than a day, you know!"
"What time is it?" Ginny murmered, getting the quick reply '8 am', as Madame Pomfery went about checking her vitals and such.
"O..oh..D-Draco..I..just w-wanted to say this in c-case..anything else happens.." she looked into his eyes. "I..l--"
"Ginny! You're alright!" Hermione said, rushing in.
"Of course she's alright" Draco said sharply, "Why wouldn't she be?"
Hermione shot him a glare, "Ginny, I was so worried! Everythings been so awful lately..."
"I've noticed," she replied half-heartedly. She was so sick of all the changes. Hogwart's was nothing but bad news these days..
She tried to imagine what her brothers were doing at home. Fred and George seemed to be managing fine, most likely making supplies for their joke shop. Percy probably was patrolling the neighborhood..
If only her family knew what had been happening. What happened to Harry....
"Miss Granger, would you please excuse Mr. Malfoy, Miss Weasley and me?" Madam Pomfery interjected, before the girls could continue their depressed conversation.
"Oh...of course. I'll head to class." Hermione replied, looking a bit put out. Gathering her books, she walked out the door.
"Miss Weasley, have you and Mr. Malfoy taken part in sexual activity with one another?" The elder witch asked in a kind voice.
Ginny turned crimson, "Well...erm..."
"I'll take that as a yes. You see, I am afraid I have some...interesting news for you."
"What?" Draco asked quickly.
Ignoring Draco, Pomferey continued, "You're pregnant, Miss Weasley."
"..Oh." She didn't seem to have understood what she heard, until.. "WHAT!?!?! I'm..I'm..no. No, I'm not. Let me guess, April Fools?"
"It's October, Ginny," Draco said calmly.
"Oh, Merlin! I'm..I'm 16!"
"I'm quite aware of that, Ginny." Draco said, he was just going to let her rant and vent until she was calm. Madame Pomferey tutted and sighed, deciding to leave the young couple alone for a few moments.
"Draco, do you know what this means? DO YOU?! No? Okay, I'll tell you. One, we're going to have a baby at 16 and 17! Two, we're going to have a baby and three, I'M going to have to GIVE BIRTH!"
Draco kept his face impassive, "That's all true...but you know what? I think we can handle it, don't you?"
Ginny looked into his eyes. "Are you honestly saying you wouldn't mind having a li'l kid running around screaming 'daddy! daddy play with me!'? Well, Draco, I'm sorry to say the badass side of you has just been washed away," she said, smiling. The idea of having a kid didn't seem so bad anymore. Other than having to tell her mum..and oh, merlin, Ron..
Draco looked at Ginny, as if he had been slapped in the face, "Of course I'd mind! I am still the same Malfoy as always, but the child will have Malfoy blood, which ofcourse, makes him worth having."
Ginny rolled her eyes, smiling, "What makes you so sure the baby will be a him?"
Draco pondered this for a moment, "I'm not sure."
"Would you be highly dissapointed if it was a girl?" She asked.
"Of course not." Draco said hurriedly, "I was just assuming it would be a boy."
They sat in silence for a moment, both wondering what else their future's held. After a while, Ginny noticed a troubled look on Draco's face, "Whats wrong?"
"Nothing...just...how the bloody hell are we going to tell your family?"
"I was thinking of the same thing. If we tell Ron, he'll kill you, and then our child won't have a dad. And if we don't tell...well, that's not an option. I'm pretty sure people will notice my stomache getting abnormally large.."
"So...I go into hiding for about...what ten years? Then suddenly reappear and hope Weasel doesn't kill me" Draco smiled, but faltered as Ginny scowled.
"No more calling him Weasel."
"...Fine."
They stared at one another, neither a glare or a lovesick look...more like they were studying one another. They were both shaken out of their staring contest when they heard some yells outside.
"I don't believe you should go in there!" An irritated Madame Pomfery exclaimed shrilly.
"To hell I won't! That's my sister in there!" Ronald snapped angrily, bursting through the doors.
"Ron! Are you--"
"No, I'm not bloody fucking alright! My best friend was a fucking rapist, he dies, and now you've gone insane! This is your third fucking time in the hospital!" he growled, bursting through the doors. Ron rarely cried. He took his pain out through causing pain to objects (slamming doors, etc. Thank god he didn't know Larry.)
"She'll be fine Weasley." Draco sneered, quickly looking at Ginny to make sure she noticed he didn't say 'Weasel'.
"Fine!? Fine!? How could she be fine when she's dating you?" Ron shot back, looking livid.
"Why are you so set against us? If you don't remember I saved both Granger and Potter before he turned into a fucking psycho. It's not like I went and cursed them to hell and back."
"Maybe it's because you are an arrogant bastard who has never treated me or any of my family well before this, I have no reason to like you and I refuse to think of you as anything other than a prat."
"Ouch, Weasly! That really hurt. I don't believe I'll ever be able to recover from that one!" Draco rolled his eyes, this was pathetic.
"Oh! Stop it both of you! I'm sick of your bickering, you act like you're five!" Ginny snapped, her cheeks now tinged pink from anger at the pair, "Whenever you two are within earshot of one another all you do is argue!"
"Well, what do you expect us to do, Gin?" Ron asked, looking oddly innocent. "Snog?" Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Ron, can you please just leave us alone? I swear I'll talk to you later, but please..I'll talk to you later," she tried to sound calm when running through her head was 'I'm pregnant..Pregnant..pregnant..me..mom..soon..to..be..not..married..'
We could always elope, Draco thought laughingly as Ron nodded reluctantly.
Once he left, Ginny playfully hit him. "It's all your fault I'm pregnant, you know!" She said a bit too loudly, for as soon as the words spilled out of her mouth Ron was right back in to the room.
"YOU'RE FUCKING WHAT?!?!"
Ginny cringed, she should have known Ron would be listening in, he was such a hose nose, "I'm...well I'm..."
"She's pregnant, Weasley, gotta problem with that?" Draco asked threateningly, standing up.
"But..to be pregnant..you'd had to..OH DAMNIT YOU SHAGGED HIM, GIN?! I THOUGHT YOU HAD MORE PRIDE THAN THAT!" Ginny flinched. Not only was Ron basically screaming, but this was embarrasing..
"More pride than that? What do you mean Weasley? Are you saying I'm not good enough for your sister?" Draco asked, feigning hurt.
"Well...yeah."
"I'm wounded Weasley, really, but the thing is...it's to late. She's pregnant, and don't look at me that way! Do you really want this poor child growing up...fatherless?" He asked dramatically.
"Why can't you just abort the damn thing?"
"Ron! Are you completely heartless? What if mum said 'oh,five boys are enough, this baby will just have to go.' YOU WOULDN'T BE ALIVE! I want my baby to live!"
"...but it's his, it'll be scum just like him!"
"Scum like him? What about me, Ron? I'm the mother!" Ginny replied, annoyed.
"Well how will you take care of it? You're 16!"
"Hello? Heir to large fortune happens to be the father!" Draco interrupted, looking agitated.
"Ron, stop! Why can't you just say 'congratulations' like other brothers would!?! Draco and I will manage! Sure, it's going to be hard but God made me pregnant for a reason! So shove off unless you're going to stop giving the pregnant lady grief and say you're fucking happy for me!"
Ron scowled, "Fine! If you won't listen to me then...then I'm going to go owl mum!"
Draco and Ginny watch him hurry out in a huff.
"Well that went well." Draco said sarcastically.
"Didn't it?" She sighed. "Mum's gonna have a fit..and then kill me."
"That wouldn't be good for the baby at all, would it?"
"Not in the least."
Draco grinned impishly at her, "Well we have yet to have any kind of celebration, not even a good snog...how depressing. I'm sure Dumbledor will give us a night off - how about we go out to dinner?"
"Do you think he'd let us?" She asked.
He gave a hearty nod and she smiled, "Then, yes, I'd love to go to dinner with you."
Evening came rather quickly, Ginny was waiting anxiously for Draco to return to their room so they could go out to dinner. She was getting impatient when there was a knock at the door, but when she opened the door, no one was there.
"Hello?" She called, stepping out into the hallway. When she got no reply, she turned to go back into the room. She jumped a mile when she turned and saw Draco smirking down at her, "Did I surprise you?"
"No," she lied, smiling. He kissed her on the cheek and she smiled again, for some reason growing extremely red. It was as if now, since she was expecting a baby, she felt as thought it was watching her..muttering 'ew mommy and daddy are kissing!'
Draco smiled, and escorted her out of the castle, but instead of taking her down towards hogsmeade, he instead stopped her short.
"Accio Nimbus 2002." Draco said smoothly, his broom bolting towards the couple, "Well...get on"
Ginny smiled, and let him help her on. He sat down behind her, taking off into the cool night.
He flew her around the castle's towers, and over the forest. She had never really flown a broom outside of quidditch practice, and it was quite relaxing. He took the broom down lower, skimming over the lake, before finally heading towards Hogsmeade.
He landed infront of a fairly nice resturaunt, not to fancy, nothing shabby. He held the door open for her, and pulled her chair out for her. He was acting quite the gentlman, and Ginny knew something was up. i He i was up to something.
She looked at the menu, and was surprised at the expensive price of the food for such a casual setting. She looked to him, not sure what to order, or how much was to much.
"Order what ever you want." Draco said, sensing her discomfort, or maybe hearing it.
She was about to order something crazy she'd never finish, but then she realized: if she got sick, so was her baby. She had to be careful these days; she was packing for two.
Instead she ordered something she knew her mother would approve of, healthy but delicious.
"Good choice, miss!" The waiter said cheerfully, disapearing for only moments before coming back with the food.
The ate slowly, chatting about school, the baby, and each other.
Soon they were done, and waiting for desert, when Draco seemed to look extremely nervous.
"What is it Draco?"
"Oh...well Ginny I love you and -"
"Oh, I love you too Draco!" Ginny squealed happily.
"Yes, well, I love you and your going to have my baby...and well..." He seemed to be stumbling a bit, so he simply reached into his pocket and took out a small black box, opening it and leaning across the table, "I would like to spend the rest of my life with you, Red, and it would only be proper if we were to get married, we're having a baby after all..."
She frowned a bit and kissed him on the cheek. "Though this is the best thing I've ever dreamed of, Draco, we're too young..and, and Draco, we've only been 'together' for a few weeks! Draco, I..I love you so much, but..I don't want you to marry me because we're going to have a baby.."
Draco frowned,hurtin his eyes which he quickly masked, "Of course."
The rest of the night he seemed stiff, not nearly as bright or cheerful as he had been earlier. Soon it was time to leave, he walked her to their room, but didn't go in himself, "I have to go see Blaise."
"Oh...right" She replied, this whole ordeal was rather uncomfortable.
He doesn't realize that I really would love to say yes but..but it just..it's just..I always imagined it differently, not because a baby was involved..and, oh, what have I become!? The old Ginny would say yes and now..oh, damn. I'm crying, she thought to herself, wiping away a stupid tear.
Somewhere inside her, she had been hoping Draco was listening, that he would reply with some comforting words, but no reply came, the one time she wanted to hear him, he was off doing who knows what.
She sighed and sat on the bed, thinking of what she could do. Deciding to take a nap, she laid down under the covers and hugged her pillow.
Her dreams, at least, were comforting. She dreamed she was in a beautiful home, and she was brushing the hair of a little girl with red hair. "Talori," she heard a voice say, "Let's go tell Daddy dinner is ready." The little girl turned around; her eyes a furious blue. She smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, mumsy!" She ran downstairs, holding someone's hand, and they turned the corner into a large parlor where a blonde-haired man was sitting, reading a newspaper. "Daddy, Mummy says it's dinnertime!" The man looked up and smiled, grabbing the girl and tickling her, winking. She then woke up.
When she woke up, she wasn't all that surprised to see her parent's new owl, Milly, sitting on the bedside table. The groaned audibly when she saw the owl was holding a howler from her mother.
She opened it nervously, her mother's shrill voice filling the room, "GINERVA WEASLEY! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING GETTING YOURSELF KNOCKED UP BY A MALFOY? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BLOODY MIND? I EXPECTED MORE FROM YOU!" The howler paused for a moment, before it continued in a softer voice, "I'm coming to see you."
"NO!" she yelled at the howler. "WE'RE FIGHTING! WHY COME WHEN WE'RE FIGHTING!? YOU DID IT ON PURPOUSE! WHY DON'T YOU COME TO SEE ME WHEN WE'RE ALL HONKY DORY!? BUT NO! HERE'S A BETTER THOUGHT! COME WHEN WE'RE NOT SPEAKING AND IT'S ALL AWKWARD! GREAT IDEA, MUM, WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF IT MYSELF?!?" Ginny took a breath. Draco, my mum's coming.
She got no reply, she tried again, Draco! My mother is coming!
It seemed like ages before she got a reply from what sounded like a very drunk Draco, Oh good, hrmph Blaise won't pass the fire whiskey...haha Pansy looks like a shlut
"THIS IS GREAT! Not only are we fighting, but he's DRUNK. My mum's coming to meet my boyfriend who's recently impregnanted me, and he's drunk and we're fighting. Great timing, mum," she growled to no one.
Draco, where are you? It was more of a command then a question
Why? Wanna shag?, Dracos thoughts laughed, Besides, we're fighting.
Ohbloody hell, he sounded like a five year old.
I'll shag you if you tell me where you are. "Like that'll happen," she added outloud, so he wouldn't hear.
I don't believe you, he seemed to be pouting, but after a moments pause he thought, kitchens.
She entered abrupty, causing the kitchen full of 6th and 7th year slytherins to stop and stare. She ignored them and glanced around, spotting Draco by a stove laughing rather loudly with Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle. He took a long swig from an amber bottle before spotting Ginny.
"'Ello Red!" He hiccupped, stumbling over towards her, and making a weak attempt at a kiss. (pathetically enough, he missed her entirely)
"Oh, Draco," she sighed pitifully. Why was he such a twat? He goes and gets drunk and lets the anger out while she stays up in the bedroom all day, getting angrier.
"Pansy ... says ...." He seemed to be having trouble getting his slurred words out, "she says..."
Ginny never got to find out what the bitch said though, because Draco promptly passed out.
"Oh Great!" She snapped at his unconcious form, "Your a bloody genious, Malfoy!"
"Referring back to last names?" Pansy sneered, "So is it true yet? Are you two finally breaking up? Is he over this silly little infatuation?"
Angry, she growled, "Shut the fuck up, you drunken bitch." With that, she made Draco lighter than air and dragged him upstairs, throwing him on the bed and sitting on a loveseat, grumbling, touching her stomach occasionally.
Draco wasn't out for long, he woke up only an hour later, completely recovered from his drunkedness.
"What happened?" He asked, annoyed.
"You went to the kitchen. Made yourself drunk. Had to bring you up here, told off Pansy (freaking bitch..) and then I've been sitting here waiting for you to get up so I can tell you my mum is coming because Ronald told her that I'm pregnant," Ginny said, aggitated. She was sick of having to do the dirty work- Have a kid, eat properly, say no to getting married, blah blah blah..
"Well great, you can tell your mother I proposed, and you said no." Draco replied, equally agitated.
"Draco you know it's not because I don't love you.." Why couldn't he understand it was her dream to be married to Draco Malfoy? But this was all too much for one day..
"Then why won't you marry me!?" Draco shouted, "I know I'm a Malfoy, I know we've only been dating for...well I don't think its even been a month yet, but I love you. I would want to marry even if you weren't pregnant! I know you'd say yes if I was a gryffindor!"
"That's not a reason to get married, Draco. Just because we love each other and we have enough money and we're going to have a kid and we're probably going to get married anyway and.." she made no sense. If this wasn't the time, then when WAS the right time to get married?! He walked over to her and looked at the wall. ..Why didn't I say yes again? Was there a point to my blabbering?
"Then what is a reason?" Draco asked softy, his voice strained.
"Oh, fuck, screw it! There's no reason for us not to get married.." she looked down and kicked the leg of the table in front of her, growling at her stupidity. I hope Talori isn't as stupid as I am when someone asks her to marry them..
"Brilliant!" Draco said happily, taking the box out again, "You know you'll have to wear an engagement ring though, I'd hate it to go to to waste. Oh...and...who is Talori?"
"I won't mind wearing the ring, really," she replied, smiling. "Oh, Talori..well, that's our daughter.." she grinned to herself, remembering her dream. She was so pretty, with beautiful red hair and eyes like her father..
"You are only a few weeks pregnant, how do you know the gender?" Draco asked bewildered, but looking pleased nonetheless.
"I...don't know...call it mother's intuition." Ginny said slowly, not sure if she should tell him her dream. She wasn't lying, in a way it was mother's intuition. Instead of elaborating further, she studied the engagement ring he had already placed on her finger. It was made of white gold, agood sizeddimond set in the middle surrounded by rubies and emeralds.
"Mother's Intuition?" Draco interupted her thoughts.
"Yes. Mother's Intuition."
He looked confused, so she cleared her throat. "When you were..in the kitchen, I..took a nap, and had a dream, and in my dream there was this little girl with orange-red hair and blue eyes like yours, and she was named Talori, and she was walking and someone (I guess me) said 'Let's tell Daddy dinner's ready' and when we went into the parlor you were there, and you picked her up and tickled her.."
"You think it's a look into the future?"
"Honestly? Yes."
"Hm...well it sounds good. Do you happen to know when your mother will arrive?" Draco asked, looking somewhat nervous.
"I wish I did," she said, frowning. "She's going to die once she finds out we're going to get married.."
"MARRIED?!" A shrill voice interjected. Ginny and Draco looked towards the door (where the voice was heard) and saw a very angry Mrs. Weasley standing in the doorway.