Disclaimer: All these characters (except the kids pretty much… Desdemona and Devlin) and history is the works of the brilliant J.K. Rowling… I could never come up with such a great masterpiece of work!

Author's Note: Sorry this is sooo late, yet I had to finish finals and all! I am finally finished them, and I will try to get a few more chapters up while I am off of school this week.

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Company

Great… even more complications now that they arrived…

By: SlytherinAmbition

"No help, you are absolutely no help at all," Draco said in a mutter, it coming out faint yet cutting through the air like poison. Ginny had managed to block out the annoying voice by that moment in time, considering he hadn't even taken the chance to breath before launching into his opinions about the matter. Did he think she was overjoyed that she was stuck with him? Glancing quickly in the review mirror, she saw that both children were fast asleep. Probably because Draco insisted on rambling on and on about how they were in reality… screwed.

"What am I suppose to do Malfoy? Should I have gotten on my hands and knees and bagged Professor Dumbledore for answers?" She said with irritation, yet it came out no louder then a whisper. She still had fear that she may wake the kids up, and she hardly knew what to blame their fighting on this time.

"Yes! See, you bloody Weasley's always think of the solutions after, when they are no longer useful," he said with a big smirk, imagining the littlest Weasel on her knees in front of Dumbledore. So baffled by the image he was creating in his head, he hardly caught sight of the glare directed his way. Not to mention he was driving the car, and trying very hard not to crash into the nearest sidewalk.

"I was being sarcastic Malfoy. Even if we had asked for more, Dumbledore would not have given any more information," she said in a know-it-all manner, rolling her eyes at the boy. She heard a faint sound from the backseat of the car, and glanced back nervously. Luckily, the small girl had only turned over and let out a soft sigh.

"There has to be a reason why this is happening… why I'm stuck with you of all people, Weasel," he said in a hiss, returning back to his cold frown. Ginny let out a frustrated growl, hating how he called her that. First, the name was hardly original. Second, he called her brother the exact same thing, just proving her first reason to be accurate.

"Did you not even listen to Dumbledore?" Ginny asked, yet didn't leave him time to answer. "Oh wait, you are Draco Malfoy. Too ignorant to do something like that!" She said mockingly to him, finally speaking over the whisper she had originally been speaking at. She was hotheaded, that was one thing for sure. She tried hard to control her angry, most defiantly with these children in the car, yet it seemed to be impossible at the moment.

"Wow, not bad of an insult coming from a Weasley. Much better then those pathetic ones your brother seems to lash out," Draco said, not even showing the slightest of emotion. For some odd reason, his stomach seemed to flinch when she had said those words. He was confused as to why, considering he had heard them many times before then. It was simply something about her…

"Do not insult my brother Malfoy," Ginny hissed under her breath, not even taking into account that he somewhat complimented her. If there happened to be one thing in the world she hated over anything, was when people such as Malfoy insulted someone she cared deeply for.

"What are you going to do Weasel?" Draco said arrogantly, his famous smirk once more imprinted on his lips. His eyes swiftly lifted from the road towards the review mirror, catching sight of the two children sleeping. Once he sense that the girl had caught on, his eyes darted back towards the road.

She angrily leaned back into her seat, and let her eyes wonder to the outside. She hadn't even taken into account where they happened to live; considering it had been the last of her concern when she had woken up that morning. The trees hung on the side of the roadway, shading the sidewalks and parts of the road as well. Houses ran for miles, the ones you would find in a movie, yet somewhat different. They all looked to be very well lived in, a few toys hanging out on the porch and the doors hanging slightly open.

"He said we needed to find something, something that would lead us back home," she said softly, back in her calm voice after a few moments of cooling down. She slowly turned to face him, and it seemed as though for once he had been listening. Draco was thinking about what they needed to find, what could possibly be something that would tie him and this Weasley together?

"Find what? I swear… he's crazy, don't know why we even listen to him," he finally said, after having not come up with anything. What were they suppose to find? All that Draco could think for a logical answer would be that it was all a horrible mistake. How else would he have actually ended up with a Weasley? It was against his beliefs really, and not to mention those of his parents.

Draco couldn't help but caring about their opinions, and living by the rules they have forever set out for him. He was after all suppose to be a perfect son, and his father would not have a Malfoy going around breaking the rules. In truth, the boy didn't really care for either of his parents, finding that they were far out of line in most of their beliefs. Yet, he would never be one to speak up and say anything of the sort to them. It wasn't his place to do so, or so he believed.

"Malfoy! Malfoy!" Ginny screeched at him, being that he seemed to be so lost in his own thoughts once more. She quickly grabbed hold of the steering wheel and began to quickly stop them from crashing into the garbage bin on the side of the road. "Why don't you just kill us? Maybe that will solve this bloody problem!"

Draco soon snapped out of it, and rolled his eyes with annoyance at the hotheaded girl. It wasn't like he had intended on hurting her and the children, he simply had been caught up in his own thoughts. It was unusual for him that he actually had to think about someone else, for never had he done that before. He had completely forgot that he was driving a car, which in reality could have seriously injured someone. However, he really wouldn't have minded to see the little Weasley breath her last breath, mostly for her annoying ways would forever be gone.

"Would you cool it Weasely? If I was going to kill you, I would use my wand instead of this piece of metal," he said with a cold laugh escaping his mouth. No sooner had it came did the kids in the backseat begin to rise, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. Ginny was glad they hadn't been up for that small performance they had just had, for she didn't know how she would deal with frightened children. She doubted that they would have been excited with this so called 'father' for almost running them off the road.

"Great Malfoy, threatening to kill me with your wand are you?" Ginny whispered under her breath, nervously smiling at the two children who were slowly waking up. She was waiting for his next statement to be something like 'you better sleep with one eye open Weasley', yet it never came. She hardly cared, for she hardly slept anyways.

"No, lucky for you Weasley, I would never think of actually cursing you," he said with a slight pause, and then continued. "Considering I would never use such powerful magic on such fragile little girls." Ginny was about to say something in reply, yet was cut off by the kids in the back seat. She was furious with his statement, she hated when people underestimate her like that. It was no better that this was Draco Malfoy doing it, her worst enemy. She couldn't even say anything, one the children were awake now, and two; they had cut her off before she could even get a word in.

"We're home!" Both children sang in chorus, as they saw 'their' house from the window of the car. Draco slowly pulled into the driveway, not without bashing into the garbage bin softly. Ginny quickly pushed open the door; yet not without sending Draco a dark frown. She opened the car's back door as well, and waited until the small kids jumped out before closing it. Brushing past Malfoy with anger and force, she quickly followed the kids towards the house.

Ginny froze instantly when she came to the door, which lay half open revealing a sliver of the house inside. Sure, the screen door was shut securely, yet the door behind it hung open. Without even thinking about going inside, she grabbed hold of both Desdemona and Devlin. Glancing towards Draco who happened to be walking up the walk, she shot him a worried look. "Did you forget to close the door?"

"No, I did not forget to close the door. Do you think I'm that bloody stupid?" Draco snapped at her, yet realized the children's eyes were on him. He was no father, let alone someone who actually took others feelings into consideration. This was going to be a look harder then he had originally thought, and he had never thought it would have been a picnic either. In the sweetest voice he could muster, which sickened him to hear it, he said, "If you like, I shall look and make sure everything is fine… dear…"

"That would be excellent," Ginny said sarcastically, rolling her eyes at the sweet voice he mustered. It was the most pathetic thing she had ever heard, and she had heard her fair share of stupid things over the years. She watched with a smirk on her face as he slowly walked towards the door, and conceitedly walked into the house. In only a matter of minutes he came back out, a frown on his face.

"I found the intruders, I doubt this pair could even be dangerous if they tried," Draco said hotly, before holding the door open for them. Ginny slowly pushed the children forward, as they departed into the house. However, before she could even step into the house herself, the screen door slammed in her face. Draco let another cold laugh ring from his mouth. "Did you think I of all people would hold a door for you Weasley? Next time use that small thing you call a brain."

"Ignorant prick," Ginny muttered, before swinging the door open on her own. She followed Draco into where he said 'the intruders' happened to be. She was not expecting what would come next, and defiantly not expecting a bright smile to fall onto her face. The faces of both Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley looked back at her, yet they both looked somewhat more older.

"Hermione! Ron! What a great surprise!" Ginny said with excitement, and her eyes traveled down to the child that stood beside them. The little boy held auburn hair, a freckle filled face and Hermione's eyes. It was without a doubt both Hermione and Ron's child, yet that would mean… They were together! Ginny let a soft grin play on her mouth, considering she knew it all along. It was painfully obvious back at Hogwarts, the two constantly dancing around their feelings for each other.

She was once more shocked, to see Hermione's belly. It was big… as though she was… pregnant! A even brighter smile fell on her face, excitement boiling up inside her. It was just yesterday she had seen the both of them, Hermione being much smaller around and Ron much shorter then he stood at the moment. "Your pregnant!" Ginny yelled with excitement, not even thinking before the words came out.

"Funny Gin, you knew about that last time we came. Which was, let me see, last week," Hermione said jokingly, a small smile on her face. Ron's hand was wrapped firmly around her, and he gave Hermione a comforting squeeze. He shot her a soft smile, before turning to Ginny and adding, "She doesn't look that much bigger does she?"

"No! Of course not!" Ginny said with a soft smile, before she glanced up to see Draco was standing beside her. Oh no, was the only thing that rang in her mind. She hardly knew what to expect from him, and what he was going to say. It would probably be close to impossible for him to be nice, but hopefully he could be civil. Hermione and Ron looked at him as well, with surprisingly, small smiles on their faces.

"Mud-" Draco began to say with anger, yet instantly stopped when he felt Ginny's elbow collide with his stomach. He winched slightly, yet luckily the two lovebirds with their child hadn't caught on. "I mean… Hermione and R-Ron." Draco's voice was noticeable uneasy, yet they didn't seem to notice that either.

Soon Ginny approached the both of them, and threw her arms over Hermione's shoulders. She held the girl in a soft hug, and it felt as though they were back at Hogwarts. However, she couldn't forget the big space that was occupied in between them, reminding her they were most defiantly not. It was then that Ron grabbed hold of Draco's hand, and shook it firmly, a little uneasy himself. It startled Draoc to say the least, considering only yesterday had he put Weasley in a headlock and threatened to hex him.

After that short handshake, Ginny broke away from Hermione. Soon Ginny threw her arms around her brother, her head softly falling onto his chest. She had missed him, so much to the extent that she wished she would never leave his arms. It was a rare moment, considering most times they were arguing with one another. They actually were pretty good at being brother and sister, and it was mostly with Percy she had fought with growing up.

"Good to see you… Draco," Hermione said gently, before going on her tiptoes, and giving him a slight hug. It only lasted for a few seconds, as long as the handshake had. It was so different and new for Draco, most defiantly being that these two people were actually being somewhat kind to him. Never did he imagine this to happen, considering it had been his goal since he started Hogwarts to make each of their lives miserable.

"Good… to… umm… see you too," Draco said with hesitation, as he quickly turned his gaze towards Ginny. She let go of her brother, and smiles brightly at the both of them. Something in his stomach flinched once more, was it jealousy? No, how could he, a Malfoy, be jealous of her, a Weasley. That was impossible, and knew that day would never come.

"Now, let's have lunch!" Hermione rang joyfully, grabbing a plastic bag that stood on the counter beside them. She slowly began to walk towards the table beside the kitchen, which held room for around 8 or so. Ginny began to panic, what if she was asked to actually do something? As though Hermione had heard her thoughts, her voice rang, "Ginny, get the silverware and glasses, and Draco you can get the plates. It would be much help."

Ginny simply nodded at the girl, and Ron followed his wife to the table as well. She slowly looked towards the cupboards that lined the wall, wondering which it would be in. If she were to even get anything, she would have to guess and hopefully be lucky. She stumbled over to one, and slowly opened it.

Luckily it revealed the plates, much to Draco's joy. He slowly walked over to her, and grabbed some from the cupboard. Then he was off to the table as well, having completed what he was asked by Hermione. Ginny bit her lip nervously, him being no help at all. She slowly opened the next cupboard, but that only revealed wine glasses.

"Gin, what's taking you so long? It's like you've never even been in your kitchen before!" Ron sounded from behind her, the laugh she knew too well ringing from his mouth. Soon he made his way beside her, and opened the next cupboard. It revealed all the glasses they would have owned. He took a couple with his hands, and handed them to his sister.

"Take these to the table," he said gently, rolling his eyes jokingly at her. She nodded dumbly at her brother, before slowly but surely making her way to the table. She gently put each glass with a separate plate that happened to be placed on the table. No longer then a few moments did Ronald come back with a bunch of silverware in his hands, and placed them down with a crack.

"Children, lunch time!" Hermione called, before sitting down on a chair. Soon the auburn haired boy run up and sat down beside her, only his head peaking up above the table. Next Ron sat down, and Ginny simply followed suit. Desdemona sat down beside her, followed by Draco and Devlin. Hermione slowly began to pull out boxes from the plastic bag she had brought to the table earlier.

"I hope everyone likes Chinese!" Hermione said with excitement, before the children began to cheer. Ginny looked nervously up at Draco, and he shot her the best encouraging look he could muster. Ginny had no idea what on earth 'Chinese' food happened to be, and by the looks on Draco's face, neither did he.

"It looks great," Ginny said softly, before putting some on her plate as well as Desdemona's. The lunch continued on quite nicely, and Ginny found a liking for the food Hermione and Ron had brought. Soon it was finished, and the children departed to do whatever they did. Hermione quickly picked up a plate, yet soon Ron was by her side, taking it from her.

"Let me get that sweetheart," Ron said warmly, kissing the women on the cheek, and it only made the smile on Ginny's face brighten. She too picked up a plate, and waited until Draco followed suit and took it from her. However, that never came, yet a cold smirk shot to her direction. She frowned at Draco, who still seated at the table, and she angrily went to place them in the sink.

She watched the few plates sink into the water, and saw her reflection in the murky blue sink. She looked the same as she had yesterday, the day she had been at school. She felt like it would be getting more difficult to get back home as the hours past, and realized that they would have been here for almost a day coming up. She let out a soft sigh, before snapping out of her thoughts at her brothers voice.

"You can still leave him, you can move in with Hermione and me," Ron's voice cut her thoughts, concern written all over his face. She looked up to him, and felt like saying she wanted to move with him and Hermione. Yet, no words such as those came out of her mouth, and she simply looked at him blankly.

"I know, I know, you love him. You've told us many times… I just don't know, why him Gin? I know, you love him that's why," Ron finally replied, as though she had said that answer many times before, and he slowly walked back to fetch more dishes. She simply watched him leaving, not understanding how he could actually believe she would ever love someone like Malfoy? They were both so different, her and Malfoy that is. Sure, they both were purebloods, but that was about it. He was rich, while she was poor. He was from a very well respect family, while she was from what most called nothing but dirt. Also, he was cruel and cold, while she was and warm and kind. Before long the thoughts were pushed out of her head, as Hermione suggested that they go to the living room.

It was no sooner then a few steps did Ginny and Draco find themselves in a white room, with couches surrounding a fireplace. It must have been what they called the 'living room'. Ginny made her way inside the room, and sunk down one of the couches. She had a long day, who could blame her? Draco took place beside her, not wanting Granger and Weasley to start getting suspicious.

"So, how have you two been lately?" Hermione said warmly, as she and Ron took a place across from them. Both Ginny and Draco exchanged quick glances, how have they been? If Ginny were to tell the truth, she would have started with horrible, and ended with other words with that meant roughly the same thing. She hated the fact that she was stuck in this life, this future that wasn't even supposed to have begun yet.

"We are excellent," she voiced instead, yet it coming out believable in every way. She had a talent for telling lies, and making people believe it the moment they left her mouth. She had lied constantly since her first year, yet not to hurt anyone, to actually keep them from getting hurt. She hated to think that they could begin to worry about her, when there were far bigger things to worry about.

"Yes, very good, thank you," Draco said in reply, before he slowly put his arm around Ginny's shoulders. As he did so, Ginny felt shivers run up and down her arms, for she didn't like it at all. However, she didn't make any facial movements, in case Ron started to bug her about leaving him once more. She thought it would be best not to mess up the future that bad, even if it seemed like everything was a mistake from the beginning.

"How about you two? How long now Hermione…" Ginny said gently, her gaze drifting down towards Hermione's rather large belly. She still was in shock to see her best friend pregnant, and with the baby of her brothers in her as well! Hopefully all the excitement that was happening today would cause her to actually sleep tonight, although she hardly thought that to be possible. She couldn't even remember the last time she had actually slept.

"Only about a few more months," Hermione said with a bright grin, as she softly placed her hand on her stomach. It was rather amazing really, how in love she looked. Sure, she looked like she was in love with Ron each time they looked at each other, but this was different. She looked like she was in love with the baby, with the unborn that was still in her stomach. "And we are doing fine dear, we just want to make sure you are…"

Ginny raised an eyebrow at her last comment; not understanding why they were acting worried about her. Why would they be worried about her of all people? She glanced to Draco, and then it all became clear. They were probably worried that she was actually married to something like him, something so cruel. He who has tormented Hermione, Ron and Harry… Harry!

"How's Harry?" Ginny asked with excitement, yet only got the look of pale faces. She bit her lip, realizing at that moment she shouldn't have said it. The silence continued for a few moments, and soon Ron opened his mouth to say something. Yet, before he managed to say anything at all, a scream came from the kitchen.

Ginny sprung up on her feet, and quickly ran towards the noise. Sitting on the floor in tears was Devlin, who seemed to have knocked his head on the counter. Ginny quickly scooped the boy up in her hands, and tried to calm him down. It seemed like Desdemona hadn't liked the fact that Devlin was crying, and had started herself.

She quickly gave the crying Devlin to Draco, who frowned when she did so. Scooping up the small girl, she tried to calm her down. It seemed as though Devlin had taken refuge on Draco's shoulder, and was slowly falling to sleep. If it hadn't been Draco who was the man in the picture, it would have almost looked cute. Ginny glanced back towards Hermione and Ron, wanting to know why they had paled after her question.

They seemed reluctant to answer the question, and already had their coat and shoes on. Their small child held onto Ron's hand, as Hermione gave both Ginny and the small girl in her hands a hug. Next was Ron, who gave her a hug as well, and simply nodded towards Draco. "We need to take our leave, we have a meeting in a half an hour. Lunch next week, alright?"

Ginny simply nodded, as she watched them depart and close the door behind them. Once she knew they were gone for good, she let out a well needed sigh. Part of her already missed them, yet part of her was relieved that they were gone. She looked towards Draco, who seemed to have his hands full. The boy was sleeping already, and then it hit Ginny. They probably had afternoon naps!

She slowly walked towards the stairs after indicating Draco to follow her, and they traveled up to the rooms. Opening the first room on her left, she walked into a completely pink room. Faint stars were painted onto the roof, and a small bed covered with stuff animals, which stood near the door. It wouldn't take a brain surgeon to figure out that it was the little girls room.

Ginny made her way towards the small bed, before throwing the covers open with her free hand, and dropping the girl in the unoccupied bed. She looked at the girl for a moment, making sure she was asleep. Only moments after, she pulled the covers over the girl's small body gently. Glancing back towards the door, she saw Draco standing there. She guessed he didn't even know how to put a small kid to bed, yet maybe she was wrong?

Silently she walked out of the room, and closed the door behind her. A light blue door caught her eye, which stood directly across the hallway. She went over to it, and opened it up. The open door revealed a blue room, with a small bed and small toy trunks scattered across the floor. Ginny threw the covers open, and turned around half expecting a child to land in her arms. However, Draco took it on himself to place the child into the bed, and gently pull the covers over the small boys body.

Ginny watched with a small smile, yet it disappeared as soon as it had come. Had she just smiled, and because of Draco? She figured it was possibly because they had already had a very eventful day, and it was only the afternoon at that. She was pretty tired already… She soon turned around and made her way for the door, followed by Draco. As they made their way down the stairs in silence, it was as though each had just experienced something so different from normal.

"Disgusting," Draco finally said to break the silence, wiping off the drool from his shoulder. He looked horrified at the sight of that on his clothes, and that made Ginny begin to laugh slightly. Soon she was laughing very hard, and little did she know that Draco had slowly begun to crack up as well. They both soon found themselves in a fit of laughter, and it was almost enough for Ginny to forget about the question both Hermione and Ron hadn't answered. Almost…

Author's Note: There you have it! My longest chapter yet… wow! I hope you enjoyed it and all, and I am not going to give you any spoilers… The next few chapters will be moving the time period a little faster, considering they are still on their first day! XD Be back with more soon!

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!!Thank You's!!

Tara-Yo: Thanks very much! Well, I hope you liked this chapter!

Seven Salted French Fries: Thanks for your comments, and suggestions. I try hard to check my words, but I make mistakes! Thanks for commenting on that… it will help me improve! XD

hoppers: Thanks so much for the review, hope you enjoyed this chapters, and the ones to come!

Little Red Riding Hood In Pink: Thanks! Yeah, I thought that portrayed Dumbledore pretty well… lol, something I would imagine him doing as well.