Quick A/N- The reason for the slow update is because 1.) I got a laptop for Christmas and have to get internet connections and copy the files over, and 2.) I got banned from FanFiction for a week because of a story I wrote. Heh heh, it was really funny though and if you dare to read it, I'm reposting in a way that won't get me banned so you may read it then. And now onto our feature presentation…

Chapter Ten Going Home

Ginny smiled softly at the sleeping figure laying on the floor. She thought back to all the times this had happened, back when they were a couple, and her eyes filled with tears. They'd just done the unthinkable, and she had no idea where they were going to go from here.

She'd woken up before him and gone upstairs to change. She came back down, fixed herself a cup of coffee and sat on the couch in the drawing room. Harry was still asleep when she settled onto the couch, but now he was beginning to stir.

His head shot up, and for a spilt second he looked startled. But he relaxed as he took in his surroundings and saw Ginny sitting on the couch. "Hey," he mumbled self consciously, unsure of how to act.

"Hi," she whispered cautiously, taking another sip of coffee. "I set some clothes out for you," she told him, jerking her head in the general direction of a pile of clothes. She turned her head as he changed, and looked back to him as he sat on the couch next to her. "Did you want coffee?" she asked, desperate to lessen the suffocating silence surrounding them.

"Not now," he replied, looking towards the dying fire. "About last night…" he trailed off, uncertain of how to tell her that he wanted her back. He'd do anything.

"Please, whatever you say, don't call it a mistake," she begged, gently turning his face so he was looking at her. "Please."

"I wasn't about-" he began. He was cut off by a loud crash coming from the upstairs. "Oh shit, Ara."

They clamored up the stairs, racing to the baby's room. Harry threw open the door, and both were shocked at what they saw.

Two cloaked figures were standing over the baby, but were prevented from grabbing her by a bluish shield surrounding the bassinet. Ara was wailing, and the figures were trying to shout over her screams. Ginny instantly recognized the voice on the left belonging to Lucius Malfoy. She vaguely remembered hearing the other voice before, but wasn't sure who it was. Harry did though.

Before she could react, Harry lunged at the figure on the right, knocking them to the ground. Malfoy looked over to the doorway and saw Ginny standing there. "Ah, the littlest Weasley," he sneered. He pointed his wand at her, but before he could utter the spell, she rolled to the ground and popped up next to the bassinet.

Summoning some of the wandless magic Auror training had bestowed upon her, she lifted the baby through the shield. "How?" Malfoy muttered, watching as she picked up the baby.

She smirked at him before sending him flying backwards. Looking back at Harry who was still tangled up with the other, she fled to the hall. Hurrying down the stairs and holding the trembling baby to her, she began to look for portkey Kylie had put in the kitchen.

She panicked after a minute of touching everything in the kitchen before feeling the tug on her navel. Only the Americans would make the bottle of Jack Daniels on top of the fridge a portkey, she thought unhappily as she landed with a hard thump in an office.

"What happened?"

Ginny found herself surrounded by people. She barely managed to say, "There's been an attack." before they Apparated out. Kylie stayed behind and helped Ginny into a chair. "Where's Peter?"

"He's still in the house," Ginny cried. "Oh God, what if he's hurt?" Her eyes stung with tears. Kylie said something, but Ginny didn't hear her. All she could think about was Harry.

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It was late before Harry and the aurors arrived in the hallway of the Department. Ginny got up and ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck. "Oh God, I was so worried," she cried, pressing him to her. "I thought you got hurt."

He wrapped his arms around her. "I'm here now," he whispered in her ear, stroking her hair. "And I'm fine."

"Hey! Good news!" Kylie shouted, coming out of her office. She was waving a manila folder in the air and grinning like a lunatic. Harry and Ginny broke apart immediately and looked towards her. "Ya'll can go home now!"

Ginny sighed in relief, but Harry swallowed hard. He'd have to face Cho. He hadn't even thought about what he was going to tell her. "And," Kylie added, "we found out what the prophecy is. Well, the part about the baby at least."

"Well?" Ginny said impatiently.

"'And the last Black shall betray them all.'" Kylie quoted. "It's in reference to the last of Voldemort's Death Munchers. Apparently one of his followers had an affair and gave birth to a baby boy. She sent him off to live with his father here in the States and after his wife gave birth to a child, the prophecy was made. Your headmaster, Dumbledore, had them moved here, in hope to protect them, but in a breech of security, they were discovered and murdered. The baby wasn't with them at the time, so they needed to hide her. She is the last member of the Black family, and will be the downfall of the last evil stronghold."

"Where was she the night her parents were killed?" Harry asked.

"With her uncle. I think you'd know him, name's," she paused as she flipped through the folder. "Dragon Malfoy?" she ventured, confused.

"Draco Malfoy?" they asked at the same time.

"Yeah. He's blonde, right?" They nodded. "His mother had an affair before he was born, I think before she was married. When she got pregnant, her family freaked. The baby was born, sent to his father and there was a huge cover up. That's why she married that Malfoy guy."

"Lucius Malfoy was one of the people after her. That makes sense I guess," Ginny said softly.

"Bellatrix Lestrange was the other," Harry said bitterly.

"Some fucked up family tree eh?" Kylie joked. "Oh, and out of sheer curiosity, who are you guys? I know your names aren't Peter and Jeana."

Ginny extended her hand. "I'm Ginny Weasley and this is Harry Potter."

"Hot damn," Kylie muttered as she took Ginny's hand. Harry closed his eyes. She was about to make a big deal about him, everyone did when they found out who he was. "I'm shakin Ginny Weasley's hand. After that bust ya'll did in Ireland, our boss started sayin 'Why can't ya'll be like Weasley and Hemmingway?'"

Ginny smiled at her. "Sorry."

Kylie shook her head. "No biggie, it's just amazing the very person my boss emulates is shaking my hand." She grinned, "This is definatly a water cooler story." She turned to Harry. "Nice to meet you too." He shook her hand and she shuffled them to the Apparating post. "Now, ya'll go back home and have fun cause this case just made my career and I know it's going to make yours."

Another auror came up to them with the baby. "Ah, Martins," Kylie addressed him, "They're leaving now."

Ginny took the baby from Martins and stepped into the Apparation pad. "Thanks Kylie," she said before Apparating out.

Coming back to the England was different. The Ministry was much more organized than the American Department, but the American Department was a lot more visitor friendly. The aurors actually took time to show you around and the offices were labelled in big bold letters instead of the tiny letters the Ministry used. She sighed, and after hearing a gentle pop, she found Harry standing next to her. He smiled reassuringly at her, and they began the long walk to the Unspeakable Department.

Upon arrival, Ara squealed. Ginny was confused before she saw Draco Malfoy sitting in a chair. When he heard his niece squeal, he got up and stood in front of Ginny and Harry. "How was she?" he asked as he took the squirming baby from her.

Ginny reluctantly handed her over. "She was a doll."

Draco looked at the baby, who was currently playing with his shaggy blonde hair. "Was my father involved?"

Harry opened his mouth, but Ginny put her hand on his arm. "Yes, he was. And Bellatrix was there."

Draco winced at the sound of Bellatrix's name. "It figures. She was always there to do what she thought would help Mum. Thanks for watching over her, but I think I should take her home now."

He left without saying anything else, and Ginny watched his retreating form. "It must be hard."

Harry pulled her into a hug. "I can't imagine."

"Harry!"

They broke apart, and moments later Cho came running down the hall. She threw her arms around Harry's neck and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips. "I missed you," she gushed, kissing him again.

Ginny watched, a sick feeling creeping up in the pit of her stomach. Harry wasn't going to tell Cho, she knew he wouldn't. He'd act like nothing happen. Ginny watched as Cho continued to shower Harry's face with kisses, and her mouth fell open when Cho announced, "I set a date."

Harry's eyes widened slightly. "Really?"

Cho's smile widened. "I didn't want to wait any longer. The wedding's two weeks from Saturday." It was then Cho noticed Ginny. "Oh, Jenny," she said, wrinkling her nose. "What are you doing here? I thought you went to Ireland."

"It's Ginny," Ginny snapped, "And yes, I went to Ireland. And now I'm going back." She turned to Harry. "See you in hell." And she Apparated out.

Cho scowled at the spot where Ginny had just stood. "Some manners, she never was very nice."

Harry didn't bother to say anything. He wanted to tell Cho to leave him alone so he could go after Ginny, but it was obvious she didn't want to talk to him. So he let Cho lead him away.

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"YOU WHAT?"

Harry flinched at the volume of Ron's voice. "I let her leave."

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT YOU HAD THE PERFECT OPPURTUNITY TO GET GINNY BACK AND YOU DIDN'T?! ARE YOU DAFT OR SOMETHING?!"

Hermione grabbed her husband's arm and pulled him next to her on the couch. "Ron, I'm sure Harry has a plan to get her back." She looked hopefully to Harry. "You do have a plan, right?"

Harry swallowed hard. "No."

Ron's face was beginning to turn purple. "It was your fault she left, and you just let her walk out again? Do you even really care about her? Because from where I'm standing, you don't."

Harry's blood began to boil. "Ron, I love her. I want to get her back. But in order to do that, I have to break it off with Cho. Any suggestions on how I do that?"

"Yeah, just tell her you don't want to marry her!"

"It's not that simple!"

"Boys!" Hermione shouted. She moved to stand between them. "Emma is asleep, and I would like to keep her that way." She looked at Ron first. "Honey, you have to understand that Harry is trying. Things were easier for us than they were for him. You have to be more sensitive to the fact Harry's relationship with Cho is a lot different than ours is." She turned to Harry. "And you have to understand that this is Ron's sister we're talking about. He loves her and just wants the best for her. You need to tell Cho, because it's not fair to lead her on like this and it's not fair to Ginny to not tell her your feelings. Now, both of you sit and talk like civilized beings. I have to take care of the baby." She left the room and went to Emma's.

Harry and Ron stared at each other for several minutes before Ron muttered, "Sorry mate."

Harry gave him a small smile. "Me too." He paused, trying to find the right words. "Would you be terribly upset if I broke it off with Cho tomorrow? I really don't feel like dealing with her crying tonight."

Ron nodded. "I don't blame you. She's like a bloody faucet. You can use the spare room if you need a place to stay."

"Thanks."

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YAY! THEY'RE GETTING BACK TOGETHER!
And a special thanks to my wonderful beta: Telwyn D. YOU ROCK!