When Doves Cry
Chapter 8: Home
Disclaimer: don't own em now; never have; never will.
A/n: Sorry it's taken so long. I didn't expect it to. If you read my live journal… you can see how my process of finally getting this out went. The link is in my profile and I'll put it in my end author's note too.
Dear Draco,
Things are finally looking up for Harry and me. We had the most romantic night this weekend. I know you don't want to hear about it, but well…I really think that everything is going to be okay now. Thanks for all of your support. I love you and I'm not sure what I'd do without you.
Love,
Gin
Gin,
Glad to hear that the Wizarding world's favorite couple is back in marital bliss. And thank you for sparing me the details of your romantic evening with Potter. I love you too, and trust me, you'd be lost with out me.
Love,
Draco
Draco had been beyond relieved to get such a positive letter from Ginny. It released him from at least a little of the guilt he was feeling for keeping such an important secret from her, and it made him think that perhaps the situation truly was starting to get better. However, the hope left him as Cho Chang's frantic voice rang in his ear.
"Malfoy?" Her voice was high and panicked.
"Yes?" he replied calmly.
"Harry's not responding to me again, and I can't find him."
"Did you try a locating charm?"
"Yes, but I didn't get any response."
"Well it won't work if he's not conscious. Try it on his wand, that should work."
"Alright."
Draco waited for a moment before Cho came back onto the communication channel.
"He's on the beach on the south side."
"I'll meet you there."
Harry sat upright on the sandy beach. It had happened again. Those silver eyes and then the vision. Except this time he hadn't been at a funeral parlor. He had been at a cemetery. Everyone from the funeral home had been there, each shedding silent tears as they each took a rose from the spread on the casket. It was still raining and Harry could still faintly hear the haunting music from the first vision. He had tried to read the name of the headstone, but as he got close enough to read it he was brought back to the real world by a giant flash of light.
Harry had barely had time to figure out what had happened when a frenzied Cho appeared before him.
"Harry! What happened?" she cried when she saw that he was awake.
"What do you mean?" he attempted to cover.
"I couldn't get a hold of you and I didn't know where you were!"
"Did the communication system go down?" Harry threw out, hoping that Cho would buy it.
"No. I was able to contact Malfoy."
"Maybe I did something to mine…" he said. He really didn't want to explain to Cho what had happened. Not that he knew what had happened. Last time a dementor had caused him to pass out. This time there hadn't been anything there, he had simply just blacked out.
"Harry, what happened?" Cho asked in a soft but serious tone.
"Nothing," he insisted.
"Then why are you just sitting here in the sand?" Cho was beginning to sound angry.
"And why are you off your post?" Harry snapped.
She began to defend herself but Harry cut her off. "I'm in charge here Chang, so don't treat me like some clueless little boy who doesn't know what he's doing."
'She's just worried about you,' a voice told Harry.
'No, she thinks you're incapable of the mission. She thinks she's smarter than you,' another voice argued back.
"Harry what…"
"Just get back to your post Chang, before I remove you from my team."
With that Harry disapparated away from the eyes of Cho, and an observing Draco Malfoy.
Dear Draco,
Something's wrong with Harry again. He's been acting distant again, and he's beyond irritable. Remember how moody I was when I was pregnant with James. Multiply that by ten!
I don't know what I'm going to do with him. I want to confront him but with the way he'd been acting lately I'm not sure how he'll react.
Maybe he's just not sleeping well enough. He's been restless at night, and the other day…well I actually found him asleep on the living room floor. I really thought that there was something wrong and he had passed out, but when he woke up he insisted that he'd just wanted a nap by the fireplace. When I said I wasn't sure I believed him he got so offended that he left the room.
I'm not sure what I'll do but I have to do something soon. I can't live life like this much longer.
Hope you're well.
Love,
Ginny
Gin-
And people hated me for having my doubt about St. Potter back in Hogwarts. Maybe I'll have a talk with the bastard.
Love,
Draco
Dray-
Thanks for the offer but I think I'm going to talk to Harry myself. I've never been one to dear voicing my feelings and I can't keep living like this. If Harry's having issues at work then he needs to tell me. We're not in school anymore and Harry's not risking his life fighting Voldemort and Death Eaters. We're married and Harry plays Quidditch. And we have children! I refuse to allow Harry to put our children through whatever this drama he's created is. Lord know James has been through enough, and I don't want Hope to have an abnormal early childhood too.
Also, I'm finding myself getting restless being cooped up in the house all of the time. I think that I'm going to work something out with Harry so that I can find my way into the work field.
Well wish me luck. This is sure to be one of my more interesting confrontations with Harry.
Talk to you soon. We need to get together.
Love,
Gin
"Harry I've been thinking," Ginny began as she and Harry sat in the living room while she fed Hope.
"About what?"
"About me."
"Always just thinking about yourself," Harry teased, grinning.
"Harry I want to go back to school."
"We can go visit Hogwarts anytime you want Gin," Harry teased again.
Ginny sighed. She wasn't in the mood to joke around. She was too tired to joke.
"Harry I wasn't to go to nursing school and get my medi-witch license."
"Ha ha, Good one Gin," Ginny could sense Harry's mood shifting and she braced herself.
"I'm not joking Harry and you know it."
"Where is all of this even coming from?"
"You know that I've always been interested in healing, and while I don't have the time to make the commitments that being a healer requires, but I could still be a medi-witch."
"You think you need to go back to work?"
"Go back? When was I ever there? I've been depending on other people to take care of me since I got pregnant with James!"
"And what's so wrong with that Ginny? Poor Ginny; she has people who love her and want to take care of her. Do I not do enough? Am I not supporting you well? You're not satisfied? You're not happy Ginny?"
"No! I'm not! I'm not happy Harry! I'm not happy at all. Harry you do a fine job at supporting out family and I'm grateful for that, but I'm not happy Harry and I haven't been for a while now. I love our kids and I love you and I love our home, but I cannot be cooped up in here any longer. I need to find myself. I need to experience a world that doesn't just consist of family and friends I've had since I was ten years old! I can't waste my life stuck in our house all of the time."
"Well I'm sorry your life is just so miserable Ginny. I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you."
"That not what I said!"
"I heard what you said loud and clear, thank you very much."
"Harry stop being ridiculous."
"I'm being ridiculous? I'm not the one complaining about my perfect little life!"
"My life is not perfect and you well know it Harry!"
"Really Ginny? Really? Tell me one terrible thing in your life right now. One thing that makes your life so miserable that you can't stand it."
"You!" Ginny screamed, a sob tailing her outburst.
Harry's eyes flashed with hurt surprise and anger.
"Daddy!' James's little voice called as he came into the room.
"Not now James," Harry said.
"But Daddy.."
"I said not now James."
"But Daddy!"
"Not now James!"
"But…" The little boy's eyes were watering.
"Not now!" Harry roared, glaring ferociously at his son. "Not get out! Now!"
Ginny watch in shock as he son ran from the room in tears. She quickly stood, gathering Hope in her arms.
"I don't' know what's wrong with you Harry but you had better figure it out and pull yourself together, or else I just don't know," she said coldly before going in search of her son.
Draco,
I think my marriage is falling apart, and I don't know how to fix it. Hell, I don't know if I even want to fix it.
What am I going to do?
Ginny
Little Bit,
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Little Bit. I'll fix it. I'll make it okay. I promise.
Draco
A/N: So there it is. Sorry for the wait. And to those of you who don't like angst, I apologize for this chapter and for some coming chapters. Not sure when chapter 9 will be out. Check my live journal for updates on it. I think that I do I decent job at keeping it current.
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Talk to you soon!
Love,
Bella