"Do we have to leave, mommy?" Gia continued to stand solidly in front of the Malfoy manor. This was the one thing that she was actually sure about. She had to get out of this country…but not before getting Harry and taking him to New York with her. Oh she could just picture the three of them now. They would live in a cozy little house just outside of New York where they would raise Gabe and any other children that came along. Gia didn't care about inheriting her parent's money; she and Harry would make their own money. They would live together like that until the day that they died with one another. That was all Gia had ever wanted: her own family. She smiled at the thought.

"Sweetheart, don't you want to go on a trip in a big plane to see mommy's home?" she asked sweetly. Gabe really wasn't given a chance to answer seeing as their taxicab quickly pulled up to the house. Gia grabbed his hand.

"No time to waste, get in the care sweetheart." Gabe carefully climbed into the back seat while his mother went back to get the bags. As she reached out to grab one, a pale hand touched her. She quickly looked up with wide eyes. Draco stood there now holding onto her suitcase with a blank look on his face. He wore the same clothing that he had worn the night before. He looked as if he hadn't gotten a moment of sleep that night. Gia tried to feel sorry for him but found that it was very, very difficult for her to do so.

"So…I suppose…this is goodbye." He said in a dull and rather sad voice. Gia quickly nodded snatching the suitcase out of his almost limp hand. He just stared after her with his beautiful gray eyes empty of all emotion. Something must have finally been pushed into his mind about their "relationship".

"Yes, hopefully for a very long time." She took the suitcase and quickly loaded it into the boot of the cab. Draco watched her with intense eyes.

"If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask." She slammed the boot shut and leaned on the cab.

"I'll be sure to think of that on the plane ride." He took hold of her wrists and pulled her close to his chest. She gasped at the quick and close contact. This wasn't the best thing to do…especially while their son was watching from the window of the cab. Exactly what he needed to see at such a young age. Gia tried to push away from Draco but he held onto her tightly.

"Do me one favor, Gia." He whispered into her ear. She shivered slightly and stopped her struggling.

"What's that?" she asked not really caring. He could talk all he wanted but she honestly wasn't in the mood for listening. He ran a finger along her jaw line kissing her lips lightly. She blushed at the intimate touch. It was so quick and so light but she could feel the passion radiating off of his lips. It stirred a feeling in her that hadn't been stirred for a very long time.

"Remember that I loved you first." Gia furrowed her brow pushing away from him just to the point where she could see his face clearly.

"We were never in love Draco. The only thing that our relationship consisted of was screwing whenever we got the chance." He raised an eyebrow.

"Do you remember what we were like before we discovered sex?" Gia rolled her eyes.

"That's all we ever knew…that's all that you ever knew," she ran a hand through her hair letting out a heavy sigh and opening the taxicab door.

"Please…don't come around us anymore. I'm tired of these games that you play and Gabe doesn't need that in his life."

With those last words, Gia climbed into the car and slammed the door shut. It felt very good to see Draco jump in his spot when the door shut as loud as Gia could make it. She leaned forward towards the driver.

"To the airport please, as fast as you can drive this thing." He nodded and they were out of the driveway in a heartbeat. Now Gia could breath easy. Life seemed to finally be going her way. She had her son and now she was going to start her new life with Harry. Harry cared for her and offered her the protection and security that Draco could never give her. Actually…now that she thought about it, Draco would probably be the best financial choice out of the two. What was she saying? She was marrying Harry for love…wasn't she? Gia had to think to herself for a moment. She had only known Harry for a little while; six months possibly and now she was going to marry him? Well, that just didn't seem right…or did it? Gia had to reassure herself though.

Harry cared about her very much and they would probably grow to love one another over time. Of course that's what a lot of women in the sixteenth century said while their father's were arranging marriages with men twice their age. What was Gia thinking? She must have been caught up in the moment of things but that was no excuse. Here she sat with at least a twenty carrot sapphire ring on her finger while she hardly knew the man that she was supposed to marry. Okay, Gia had defiantly gotten herself into a big mess. She was starting to have second thoughts about this whole thing. What if she and Harry didn't really like each other…or even worse: what if she and Harry got a divorce? She didn't want to have to go through that and she didn't want to have to put Gabe through that kind of a mess. He was only three years old and Gia was sure that he wasn't ready to see his mommy yelling at some guy with black hair. No…she wasn't about to put him through that…she had to end this thing while she still had time.

Gia reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a bright neon orange cell phone. She plugged in Hermione's number seeing as that's where everybody was staying. She let it ring a few times looking down at Gabe. She smiled at him and he offered her a toothy grin. She ruffled up his once neatly parted hair and heard him laugh loudly. She smiled pulling him close to her as his laughter calmed to an almost silent giggle. This was what Gia had wanted: a real family.

There was suddenly a voice on the other line and Gia perked up instantly.

"Hello?" Gia let out a sort of relieved sigh. Good, it was Hermione. She could tell her and then see what she thought about breaking it off with Harry.

"Hey Hermione, it's Gia." Her friend seemed to smile on the other line although Gia couldn't see her.

"Hey Gia, nice to see that you made it out of the hell hole alive and well." Gia shook her head.

"Well, let's just say that I'm alive."

"So how did it go?" Hermione asked quickly. "Did you get Gabe?" Gia smirked to herself.

"Could you hold on for a sec?" she asked taking the phone away from her ear. She didn't even wait to hear Hermione's reply. She put the phone against Gabe's ear and he looked up at her with confused eyes.

"Do mommy a favor and say 'hi Auntie Hermione'." She said low enough so that Gabe would hear her but Hermione wouldn't. Gabe sort of took the oversized phone in his hand and held it against his ear all by himself.

"Hello Auntie Hermyownie." Gia took the phone from him with a little smile on her face and heard Hermoine squeal on the other line.

"Oh Gia he sounds like an absolute angel!" she replied. Gia smiled to herself.

"Yeah…and he looks like on too. Hard to believe that he's the son of Draco."

"I know," Hermione agreed. "It's hard to believe, from the picture that you showed me, that that's Draco's one and only son." Gia nodded.

"Well, I've got him with me now and there's nothing that he can do to stop me." There seemed to be uneasiness about Hermione at the moment. It was almost hard for Gia to ask her next question, but she knew that she had to do it.

"Hey Hermione," Gia began. "By any chance, do you know where Harry is?" Gia could almost hear her gulp.

"Well…he's been out all day," Hermione let out a heavy sigh. "Gia, I think there's something that you should know." First thing that popped into Gia's head, as a possible scenario was that somebody had died. Fortunately, that wasn't the case…or it may have been unfortunately for Gia.

"See…well, you know that everybody's been hanging around my house, right? That includes Harry, Ginny, and Ron." Gia nodded raising an eyebrow.

"And this is going where, Hermione?" she asked slightly puzzled.

"See, Harry's been going off for the past few days." Gia rolled her eyes.

"Well you didn't expect to keep him locked up in your house, did you Hermione?"

"That's not the point." She said hastily. Gia was almost taken aback by her tone. She had never heard Hermione be so forceful. This might actually be worth listening to.

"He hasn't been going alone…Ginny's been going with him and…they always come back looking slightly disheveled and sort of acting weird towards each other." Gia leaned back in her seat letting out a steady breath of air.

"Gia, I think that they're having an affair of some sort. Sorry to be the one to break it to you." Gia smirked slightly.

"Well, I'm happy for them."

"What?" Hermione asked shocked. "Aren't you at all upset about this? Harry's cheating on you with his best friend's little sister!"

"And I'm happy for them." She could almost hear the frustration in Hermione's voice and it made her laugh.

"Hermione, don't worry about it. I was calling to break it off with Harry anyway so I guess it all works out for the best for everybody." Hermione let out a heavy sigh.

"You fell in love with Malfoy, didn't you?" Gia let out a little gasp and looked at her phone shocked that it would even let that comment pass through it and into her ears. She was insulted…truly and deeply insulted.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione laughed loudly.

"Don't play this, I can tell. That's why you don't care about Harry and Ginny: you're still in love with Draco." Gia pursed her lips together not responding. She didn't know how damaging that was going to be to her.

"HA!" Hermione exclaimed. "I knew it! You can't lie to me!" Gia heard a door slam in the background.

"Ron!" Hermione yelled with her mouth away from the phone. "Guess what! Gia's in love with Malfoy!"

"What on earth is she thinking?" came the distant voice of Ron. Gia smirked slightly not offended by the comment. What if she really was in love with Draco? What if she was in love with him to begin with and had never fallen out of this strange trance? That was a nice thought to think on. She blushed slightly as she thought of that little smirk that she had seen on Draco's face so many times before. It was actually rather cute…if you thought about it in the right way.

Gia quickly cleared her throat turning back to her conversation with Hermione.

"Hermione, I think I'm going to have to call you back." She didn't wait for Hermione to say goodbye before flipping the phone closed and leaning up towards the driver.

"Say, wanna do me a favor?" she asked with sweetness in her voice. He looked at her through his rear view mirror.

"What is it lady?" he asked in a gruff voice. Gia tried to keep the smile on her face.

"Wanna turn around and go back to where we started?" the man let out a heavy sigh.

"I still get paid for this, right?" he asked. Gia quickly nodded.

"Yeah, I promise that I'll pay you just hurry up and turn around!" she exclaimed pushing up against his seat. He rolled his eyes and swerved around the taxicab making Gabe and Gia hold onto their stomachs. They were soon headed back to Draco's manor and Gia secretly smiled to herself. Gabe pulled on her sleeve. Gia looked down at her son's innocent face.

"Mommy, why are we going back?" he asked. Gia put a hand on his head and smoothed down his hair.

"Mommy has to take care of a few things."

Draco ran a hand through his hair as he sat down to another cup of vodka. What had he done…he had let her get away? No, that just wasn't right…but he couldn't fix it. Draco had screwed up for the last time and there was no way to fix this.

"Will there be anything else, Mr. Malfoy?" Emerald asked. Draco waved her away.

"No Emerald, I don't require anything else. Just…leave me alone." She bowed deeply and then left the room shaking her head to herself. Draco knew that she disapproved but he could have cared less what she thought. Who cared what the world though anymore? Draco was alone…again. He would be spending Christmas all by himself…again. It wasn't like he wasn't used to this. When he was younger, he wouldn't see his parents for weeks upon end. They wouldn't be here for day's…weeks…they were even gone for a year once. They didn't care about Draco and he had learned to be by himself. But…for the past three years he had Gabe to keep him company over the holidays. It was really the only time that he ever got to spend with his son while he wasn't in school. Now that Gia had taken him away, there wasn't a soul in the house. Sure there was Emerald and a few other servants, but they didn't count. He couldn't sit down with his servants and have an intelligent conversation with them…not like he could when he was with Gia. He was going to come out and just say it. He wasn't sure if it was him talking or the vodka in his blood but he missed Gia so much. She was that odd ray of sunshine that he couldn't help but smile at. He needed her desperately if he were ever to go on in life.

Draco looked down at his half empty drink. Yeah, he was most definitely drunk if he was thinking that kind of crap. He let out a loud groan setting his drink down not caring if it spilled or not. Why couldn't he get that same buzz that he had always gotten before? Usually, it was easy to get Draco drunk but this just didn't seem to be working for him. Something was really wrong with him if he couldn't get drunk. That was like a red flag for Draco that he probably couldn't see. Oh well…waste not want not. Draco chugged the rest of his drink as quickly as possible and slammed the glass down lucky not to have broken it into millions of little pieces. This was a part of a set of his father's drinking glasses that he only used when important people from the Ministry were over. If Draco broke one or even chipped one, he would get his ass kicked and Draco wasn't exactly in the mood for that.

He picked up his bottle and poured himself another drink. He was planning to get wasted the rest of his break instead of celebrating Christmas. Actually, he was celebrating Christmas: by getting his ass drunk and staying that way until he got back on the train. Then, maybe, he would get sober for the rest of the school year. But come summer time, he hoped to have as much vodka and hard liquor as he could handle. Merry bleeping Christmas…

There was a loud knock at the door and Draco picked up his head. Who the hell could that be disturbing his period of drunkenness? They would seriously pay for that.

He stumbled slightly out of his seat and headed towards the door not bothering to ring for Emerald. He was a big boy now; he could answer the door all by himself. He twisted the knob and opened the door to see who was there. Needless to say, he nearly fell over. No, it wasn't because of the alcohol; it was because of the fact that Gia was standing at his door with her bags unloaded on the doorstep and Gabe at her side. She took a little sniff inside and her face twisted in disgust.

"You've been drinking," she commented. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"And you've been ruining my life so I have every right to drink." He ran a hand through his slightly messy blonde hair. Gia had to admit that he looked good when he was half way drunk and hadn't had much sleep.

"What are you doing here? I thought that you would go back to the states and marry Potter and live happily ever after with your Prince." Gia smirked slightly pulling Gabe into the house leaving her things on the doorstep. She looked behind her shoulder at Draco with expecting eyes.

"You don't expect me to just let my things sit outside?" she asked. "It could start snowing at any moment. Bring them inside." Draco continued to stare at her. So now she was ordering him around like some common servant? That wasn't about to go in Draco's house.

"Now wait just a minute!" he said. Draco watched Gabe run back into the kitchen where he knew he would find Emerald to give him a cookie or something sweet. It was probably for the best. He shouldn't have to hear his parents fighting. Draco took a hold of Gia's wrist again and she turned calmly to face him.

"Don't screw around with me, Gia. I'm not in the mood for it right now." She nodded slowly.

"Yeah…and I'm not in the mood for a Prince." Draco stared at her. She wasn't really making any sense.

"What are you…?"

"I'm not going to marry Harry." She said plainly. Draco let her hand drop down to her side. Well…that was good news for Draco. Now he wouldn't have to worry about his son being raised by his worst enemy. Draco slowly made his way towards the living room where he knew a drink was waiting for him. Gia followed right after him with a determined look on her face. Draco slumped down into his chair and picked up his glass again. He took a sip savoring the sweet taste of victory.

"So," he began innocently. "Why'd you break it off with Potter?" he asked. Gia sat in the seat across from him tossing back a stray strand of hair.

"Some things happened…nothing for you to be concerned about." Gia mentally smacked herself over the head. Why was she here again? Oh right…she came to tell the jackass that she cared very deeply about him. This was going to go over well…at least she hoped that it would.

"Want a drink?" he asked. Gia shook her head leaning back in her seat. Draco shrugged his shoulders and chugged off the rest of his letting out a heavy sigh when the glass left his lips.

"So why are you back here?" he asked. Gia shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know," Gia had to hit herself again. Way to go Einstein! Now he might think that you just came back to give him a rough time and that just wasn't true.

'Okay Gia,' she mentally coached herself. 'Suck it up and take the plunge.'

"Draco," Gia began. "I just came back to tell you that…" Draco laughed slightly to himself.

"That you love me and can't live without me?" Gia's eyes widened. How the hell did he know that? Draco laughed at her expression shaking his head.

"God, can't you take a joke?" Gia nearly had heart failure. This little prick was getting on her last nerves. Maybe she should just leave and never come back. She really should be pissed about Harry and Ginny…but that didn't feel right. Don't get her wrong; Harry was a nice guy…but possibly not the guy for her. Ginny and Harry would be happy together…and Gia would be happy with Draco. This was probably how things were supposed to turn out. She was supposed to end up with Draco. They were supposed to raise their son together…and they were supposed to get married. Gia had never been one to do what everyone told her to do, but this was one command that she was willing to follow. She synched herself up mentally telling herself that if she didn't do it now, she would never do it.

"Draco…I came back because I wanted to be here with you." He raised an eyebrow.

"Playing games with me again?" he asked swirling his drink around. Gia shook her head instantly.

"You know me, I don't like games like that." Draco let out a heavy sigh.

"Yeah, I know you. You hate games, you love those chocolate yogurt ball things which are absolutely disgusting, it took you four months to master the use of chopsticks, your favorite color was once pink, and you can't stand it when somebody puts on a kimono wrong. It's one of your pet peeves that I never understood." Gia looked at him with curiosity. How on earth had he managed to remember all of that after all of these years? She licked her lips and leaned forward.

"How did you remember all of that?" she asked. Draco shrugged his shoulders and finished off the rest of his drink setting down his glass for good.

"I guess I just never forgot…besides, who can forget that? You were always so weird…" Gia smirked slightly.

"So were you," she commented. "You hated me using your sword back at school because you said that I was going to break it in half, you would always demand that grapes be at every dinner, you hate the color blue although you wore it almost every day, and you liked it when I…" Gia suddenly blushed not wanting to finish her sentence. Draco leaned forward smirking.

"Go on, tell me what you were going to say." Gia turned away from Draco suddenly uncomfortable.

"You…you liked it when I did that little thing with my tongue whenever we kissed." Draco leaned back in his seat seeming to try and remember that little fact. He suddenly smirked that devilish little smirk that Gia had come to know.

"Oh yes, I remember that." He said low in his throat. Gia nodded shifting in her seat. Draco glanced over at her. He pushed himself up out of his seat and took two strides over to Gia's chair. He leaned over her putting a hand on either side of her armchair bringing his face close to hers.

"Mind showing it to me again?" he asked his lips nearly touching hers. She shivered slightly as she felt his hot breath run over her face. Gia smirked suddenly and lightly kissed his lips only for a moment.

"You're just going to have to wait," she said with a little smile on her face. Draco smirked back at her swaggering slightly.

"What a clever little girl you are." He said. Gia raised an eyebrow pushing him up with a smirk. Draco held out his hand to help her out of her seat and she hesitantly took it. If she was going to be with Draco, she was going to have to learn how to trust him. That was going to be the hard part for Gia.

Draco pulled her up running his hands through her hair. He wrapped an arm around her waist and the two found out how perfectly they fit together. Draco looked at her his gray eyes suddenly clearing.

"Do you think that we're still in love?" he asked her. Gia shrugged her shoulders.

"It's a possibility." Draco smirked just simply holding her. Gia was slightly surprised that he didn't try to kiss her again. That was usually what Draco would do seeing as he wanted her back.

"Now what do we do?" Draco asked innocently. Gia smirked leaning against his chest. He did his best to look down at her with wide eyes.

"Wanna get back together?" Gia asked not looking up in fear of rejection.

"Yeah…okay."

Fifteen pages are enough for you people, right? Do you realize how long it's been since I uploaded this thing? It's been a bloody eternity! It actually feels really good to finally be writing for this story again. See, I had this entire thing finished and everything was written and ready to be posted. Then, my computer got really stupid and erased all of our files including the last chapters to 'A Punk Among Preps'. There were like four more chapters to go and they were all erased. But now, I've come up with a new ending and I'm ready to get this thing posted and finished. I know that you're going to like how it ends.

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