A/N: I'm sorry if the story is starting to annoy some of you. But I can't just have them make up and be happy. It doesn't quite work like that, especially when the two people hate each other. But the good (and bad) news is, the story's end is looming, very soon. I might do a sequel to this one, I might not... depends on the reviews i get at the end. Ginny isn't as bad as you think... and you'll find that out in this chapter. Oh and the following chapter is well after dinner time. Just so you know.


"Ginny." Tre found her on the front porch swing, both knee's under her chin.

"What?" She seemed dazed as she looked at him with sullen eyes.

"Why did you tell Draco not to go back to her?" Tre sat down next to her.

"Because, it would've hurt him more." She looked away from Tre, feeling as though she had betrayed him today, the feelings she had inside her, they would kill him if he knew.

"Ginny. You've gotta stop interferring. It's his marriage,he needs to work it out." Tre put his hand on her knee, but she pulled it away.

"You don't get it do you?" Ginny slid further down on the swing, putting a gap between them. "She's constantly hurting him. And why? Because she doesn't want to admit the fact that she loves him." Ginny grabbed at her hair, it was her way of keeping her cool.

"Do you still love him?" Tre was loooking at his hands, but the infliction of his voice was hard.

Everything in Ginny's body stopped. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe. She finally looked at Tre, unable to hide what she felt.

"I'm going to bed." Tre stood up, and for the first time Ginny had ever seen, he apparated.


"Hermione. We need to talk." Draco seemed forceful in his approach, and Hermione seemed a little startled.

"I really have nothing to say to you." Her voice quivered, but her face never showed any signs.

"Hermione, getover yourself. You have to hear me out." Draco sat on the couch in her room.

"Why?" Hermione continued to read A Tale of Two Cities.

"Because i'm the father of your children. Because i'm your husband. Is that reason enough or should I continue?" Drac looked very upset, and Hermione soon dropped the act. "And put thatdamn book down, i'm trying to have a conversation with you."

Hermione grabbed at her stomach, as her face contorted into several painful expressions. She stumbled off the bed, then let out an agonizing scream.

"Hermione? Hermione!" Draco rushed to her side, supporting her by the arm. He tried to sit her back down, but she continued to try for the door.

"Contractions." It came out gurgled, but Draco was able to make it out.

"What? Now? B-but it's too early. Oh my god. I need to pack an overnight bag..."

"Draco i'll be fine, just get me to the hospital!" Hermione again tried for the door.

"Not for you, for me." Draco ran a hand through his hair.

"Get me to the hospital!" Hermione grabbed at the neck of his shirt, when suddenly her water broke. "now!"


Tre came rushing into the maternity ward, his cheeks slightly pink. Herald thought he might have ran the whole way.

"Tre! Where is Ginny?" Herald patted the boys arm before looking around.

"Parking the car, and changing Dimitri's diaper. She's not on Hermione's fan list right now." Tre smiled at Herald, as the older man took a ragged breath.

"Hermione's just upsetting everyone now isn't she?" Herald chuckled as the door burst open. Before the two men knew what hit them, the lobby was full of red heads, Mrs. Weasley leading the way. "Brace yourself." Herald warned.


Ginny arrived a half hour later, Dimitri right on her hip. "What did i miss?" She was huffing at Tre's side.

"Ginny!" Herald hugged her tightly, then he was shoved aside by a frantic Mrs. Weasley.

"You've moved out of the house and had a child?" Mrs. Weasley was both kidding and serious all at the same time.

"Actually, he's my son." Tre stood up from where he was sitting, he walked over and took the little boy from Ginny's arms. He didn't acknowledge her or hug her, simply walked back to where he was sitting and allowed Dimitri to crawl around on the floor.

"Now what's this i hear about you and Hermione?" Herald again tried to approach Ginny.

"What? You two are fighting? Impossible?" Mrs. Weasley once again shoved Herald out of the way.

"You two? fighting?" Ron said in mock surprise. Knowing damn well he was the cause. But he had his own agenda.


"Hi." Hermione whispered. She had fallen asleep, soon after they moved her into her room. The two babies were in the premature ward, being two months early.

"Hi." Draco said, concealing his joy.

"Oh Draco. You're a father. Put our problems aside and enjoy this moment, okay?" Hermione rolled her head, still a little woozy. "Where are they?" Hermione was suddenly awake, looking around the room.

"Hermione, they're two months early. Naturally they are kept under close watch. One is four pounds underweight while the other..." Draco trailed off, trying to fight back the tears.

"What?" Hermione seemed hard, her tone very demanding.

"She came out not breathing. They've got her on a respirator. They don't think she'll make it." He couldn't hide the tears now. "Shit. I should go tell the village." He got up slowly, wiping his eyes.

"The village?" Hermione was freely crying.

"What? Is the clan better?" Draco attempted a smile, and was surprised when Hermione laughed.


"Oh Here he comes." Mrs. Weasley whispered, tugging on Heralds arm. "Draco!" She jumped up and rushed over to him.

"Don't get too excited. We're not out of the woodworks yet." He tried to stay upbeat.

"What's wrong?" Ginny looked as if she had been crying, which wouldn't have surprised Draco.

"Well one is very underweight, while the other..." He took a rough breath, "Is on a respirator. The doctors aren't sure if she'll make it." He took a breath, which was more of a gulp, enabling him to fight back his tears.

The room grew quiet. Everyone's face growing weary.

"Draco." Ginny appeared beside him. "I want to see her."

"Oh, um, actually. Only Hermione orI can see the babies right now." Draco gave her a sympathetic look.

"Not her. Hermione!"


"Did you tell-" Hermione stopped when she saw Ginny instead of Draco.

"Don't kick me out yet. There's something I want to say." Ginny pulled the chair Draco had been sitting in, right next to the bed.

Hermione looked up past her, and saw Draco, who gave her a nod. "Okay."

"I had no right to say what I said. Now, I still stand by everything I said, but not how I said it." Ginny had started to cry, "You're like a sister to me, and I never wanted to hurt you. Stealing Draco wasn't my intentions. I was simply trying to mend a broken road. I'm so sorry." Ginny was in a full on hysteria now, Mascara running down her cheeks.

Hermione was taken aback at first, but then she reached out and ran her hand over Ginny's hair. "It's okay, Ginny. I forgive you. I know you didn't mean to be so cruel." Hermione was still stroking her friends hair. She looked to Draco, who was shaking his head.

"She still doesn't get it." He thought to himself.


"Here." Tre stuck a cup of coffee in Ginny's face. Dimitri was asleep on the chair next to her.

"Thanks." She was still wiping away tears. "I was so mean to her. Granted, it needed to be said..." She stopped.

"But not by you." Tre finished the sentence for her. She looked at him, hesitated, then nodded.

"Tre, he made a difference in my life. Really brought out who I was... am. You have to understand that I will always love him, like you'll always love Ivanka. Though, she gave you a son, and all Draco ever gave me was a broken heart." Ginny easily got sidetracked. "But my love for him doesn't matter anymore. He is with another woman, he loves her. She brings out of him, what he brought out of me. And quite frankly, i'm happier without him." She looked into Tre's eyes, and saw that he got her drift.

He leaned over and kissed her forehead, before dismissing himself. Neither of them wanted to be seen.


A/N: You all know what babies mean... But here's a hint, a preview almost... This isn't the climax of the story!