A/N: EVERYTHING IS REVEALED HERE… if you hated me for what I did, be prepared to apologize (lol, I am just kidding). This is a very long chapter, but believe me, you will understand. And it makes sense; Cheers!

Morning hit like a truck, Ginny woke up and groaned. Her stomach growled loudly and the light shined mercilessly in her eyes. Closing them tightly she rolled over to find that Draco wasn't there. Sitting up she looked around, on the edge of the bed was a slim note with the Malfoy crest emblazoned on the front… no doubt it was from him.

Picking up the card she read aloud. "Dear Ginny, I decided to let you sleep today. You need your rest. I will be out most of the day. Pansy has agreed to come up and visit for a while. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Should you need to contact me in case of emergency see Professor Snape. Love, Draco."

Ginny set the letter down… he never said where he was going. She didn't have much time to ponder it; her stomach was making insidious noises. She quickly showered and tried to pull on her usual muggle clothes… but much to her dismay she popped the buttons on her shirt. Tears filled her eyes as she pulled out one of Draco's shirts. It was much bigger than hers and she relished in the room it gave her growing abdomen… and the way it smelled. It had a masculine scent that was distinctly him. It made her much more comfortable.

Making her way down to the great hall she found it was already lunch… she really had slept a long time. Moving over to the Slytherin table she chose a seat in between Crabbe and Pansy. Today's meal looked like something that Mrs. Weasley would've cooked up herself; Ginny sniffled as she pulled a homemade bun from a basket.

Pansy looked over and frowned. "Ginny are you alright?" Her dark brown eyes were alight with an emotion rarely seen in her: fear.

Sniffling, Ginny shook her head. "It just reminds me of—of home." Her voice shook as she stood up. Suddenly she wasn't so hungry anymore. She stood up quickly and nearly knocked Professor Snape over. Draco's letter came rushing back to her: should you need to contact me in case of emergency see Professor Snape. "Professor!"

Snape's onyx eyes narrowed, "10 points from Gryffindor." He said with a slight smirk, "Watch where you are going." Turning again, he began to walk out of the great hall.

That was just like him, Ginny thought with a slight laugh. Taking away points from her old house; "Professor, where is my husband?" she followed after him, nearly running to keep up with him.

He ushered her through the corridor and into an empty classroom. "You'd do well to keep your husband's disappearance very quiet. For now, you have a visitor."

"A visitor?" her heart leapt; perhaps her mother had come to chat or maybe even her father! She said nothing as he brought her through another set of doors. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes fell on the man before her. Instinctively, her hands went to her burgeoning belly.

He stood, brushing past Severus with cold recognition. "My child, are you alright?" His voice held more heat than Ginny had ever heard from the man. Gently he put a hand on her shoulder; "Is it the baby?"

"Lucius, what are you doing here?" she asked quickly; immediately she pulled back from his touch. "Is there something the matter? Is Narcissa ill?"

"No, dear one, why would you think that?" he queried and looked into her deep green eyes, "Oh I see, you fear me."

Ginny didn't want to lie to him; he was her father in law, after all. Then again, he was also the man that had bestowed Tom Riddle's diary on her as a first year. "If no one is ill, then why are you here to see me?"

Lucius's smirk turned into a little frown, "Is it wrong to pay a visit to the wife of my only son?" Sensing that she was becoming more suspicious with each passing minute, he sighed. "Ginny, I came here to apologize."

She wouldn't have been more shocked if he had struck her. "Apologize for what?" Her voice betrayed the astonishment she felt.

"For pulling you into my family affairs." He said sorrowfully; bending his head, his platinum blonde hair fell over his icy blue eyes. "All of this is an act Ginny; your family doesn't really hate you, they're trying to protect you."

Tears built behind her throat. "What do you mean it's all an act?" she spluttered; her mind was racing at a billion miles per hour. Was her marriage an act too?

"The Dark Lord wanted to kill Draco because of Severus and me." Carefully, Lucius looked over at his old friend. "We've been in league with the order for nearly 20 years. Of course he suspects us, but there's no way he can accuse Severus or me without losing followers. Bellatrix and Rodolphus are the top Death Eaters and they are very good friends of mine; they're my in laws."

Ginny sat down, gripping the edge of the chair. Her head swimming and she wished that Draco was there to hold her. "What does this have to do with me?"

Lucius knelt beside her chair in a rare show of concern. "I told the Dark Lord that Draco was loyal to me and to him. However, in return for Draco's life I had to deliver you to him." He looked away and sighed. "He didn't want to kill you…and he still doesn't. I must say, he has quite the obsession with you."

Ginny flinched visibly. "Don't you think I know? He inhabited my body for an entire year no thanks to you!"

"That is true Ginny… and I won't deny it. But I didn't want to kill you either! Why do you think I sent my house elf to Harry Potter? I promised him his freedom, and he got it. But for the sake of appearances I had to be cruel; it was not a hard façade to keep up either." The shame radiated from him in waves. "I wasn't blamed for his demise; in fact I was raised to a higher position at Voldemort's side."

Tears flowed freely down Ginny's face. "So I see…I was expendable."

"Never!" he answered savagely. "You were never expendable. I couldn't let my son die; you must understand this, Ginny. You're going to be a mother soon yourself."

"That's also no thanks to you!" she spat bitterly and wiped the tears streaming down her face.

"I deserve all of your anger Ginny; I truly do. When the Dark Lord called upon me again to capture you I wanted to flatly refuse." He winced at the memory. "But I knew that if it wasn't I who got you, it was to be Bellatrix. And you know what she did to the Longbottoms."

Ginny nodded. She truly didn't know what to say; or if she should even believe him! Why would she trust a man who destroyed her innocence without even touching her? Right now, she just wanted to know the entire story. "Go on…"

"So I struck a bargain with him; I told him that you'd marry Draco so that you'd always be accessible to him and in return, he would share all of his secrets with me." He swallowed heavily, "Your family is a very large part of the Order."

"You're saying my family approved this?" She had never felt so betrayed in all of her life. Her own family had willingly signed her over to Lord Voldemort.

"Absolutely not… your father hexed me into oblivion for mentioning your name. It was Lupin and Dumbledore who were the voice of reason." Bitterness sounded in his voice, causing him to grimace. "We know all of Voldemort's plans now, Ginny. With this knowledge we'll be able to defeat him in no time at all. Believe me, you're the hero in all of this."

Ginny looked over at Snape; he nodded, indicating that all of this was the truth. "You're telling me that because I married Draco and was impregnated by the Dark Lord, that I deserve some kind of medal!" She was positively fuming. "I've got a Dark Mark burned into my arm! My husband has one that matches!"

Lucius stood up again, "The wizarding world is in your debt… but none more than I. You saved my son." Hesitating, he twirled his cane around in his hand, "There's something else Ginny."

"What else could there possibly be?" she snarled. Standing up quickly, she rounded on Lucius. "Don't tell me! My babies are really Puffskiens and when they're born I'll become their bloody queen!"

Snape stepped in; he could feel Lucius's obvious discomfort. "Miss Weasley, please calm yourself! We know you've had a shock, but getting too upset could be bad for your children." With a casual air, he moved beside her. "Draco is with Narcissa at the moment, receiving the same news."

Ginny felt some tension run from her; at least Draco was safe. "So what else could possibly be wrong? Tell me now…"

"Lord Voldemort gave you're a fertility potion, yes, you know that's true; but he didn't impregnate you Ginny. The Dark Lord you see is a specter… he doesn't have a body; the reason you can feel him is because he's not quite a ghost. That's how he was able to apparate into Hogwarts and it's how he's able to monitor you through your Dark Mark. " He explained, "The potion was made by Severus himself… there was no sex involved really. I couldn't explain." He looked to the brooding man for help.

"The potion is very complicated; I used a regular fertility potion, which of course is purple. I added in three key components in polyjuice potion that would allow the child to take its other 23 chromosomes from. On top of that I put a sticking charm on it and… viola! You're pregnant; it worked." Snape had never been a gentle man, by any means of the word; but he was taking painstaking care to make this easy on her. "The pain was a side effect, the same as the bleeding."

Her stomach tensed, "So who is it then? Who's the father of my babies?" she knew she must sound like a brat with her demands; but at this point, she felt as if she was owed an explanation.

Lucius swallowed heavily. "Draco is the father of course. I couldn't think of anyone else… it would not be appropriate to ask Severus or I to father the child; nor would anyone in the Order need that fear."

Joy overcame her in a flourish; she wept unabashedly. Her husband was the true father of her children. She could hardly believe it all. "I want to see him…I want my husband."

Lucius nodded. "Come, we'll floo back to the manor. I've already informed the Headmaster that you'll be returning to Malfoy Manor for your spring holiday." Quickly, he threw a pinch of floo powder into the fireplace and in a blink, they were both gone.

Draco stared at his mother incredulously. "Did father put up to this mother?" He narrowed his eyes. "What did he do to you mother? Did he threaten me again?"

Narcissa shook her head violently. "No, Draco this is the truth. It's all an act; her babies are yours." Her cloudy grey eyes had gone from teary to pleading; how could he believe she was lying to him?

He stood up from the armchair and began to pace the length of the room. "Mother, I have already made peace with the fact that Ginny is carrying the Dark Lord's children. There's no reason to lie NOW."

"She's not lying." A voice erupted from the door. Lucius stepped in and Ginny followed behind him. "Everything she says is the truth. If you don't believe me you can ask your Godfather… or even Albus Dumbledore."

Ginny nodded; "He's got no reason to lie." She moved toward Draco and slipped her hand into his.

"He doesn't need a reason to lie to us, Ginny! He takes great pleasure in watching everyone and everything suffer. This is the man who gave you Tom Riddle's diary!" He said fervently, grasping her hand tightly.

"How could I forget Draco?" She snapped back. "But I was there with Professor Snape and he explained it. How could a man without a body get me pregnant? Why could Voldemort come into Hogwarts when no one can apparate in or out?"

Draco stared down at her for a long moment; he truly couldn't answer the questions. The explanation seemed to make sense, but he was still wary. "I don't know Ginny. I just need a while to get used to it." He put his arm around her and gently pressed a kiss to her temple. "Darling, is that my shirt?"

Ginny blushed. "I… umm—Draco I don't fit in any of my clothes."

Narcissa clicked her tongue. "Draco Xavier Malfoy! You haven't gotten her maternity clothes yet!" she scolded and folded her arms over her chest. "My dear, I'll take you shopping myself. Unfortunately my son has no idea what he's doing here."

Lucius nodded. "Yes dear, and put it all on my account. I won't have my daughter in law paying for these things herself."

Draco wrapped an arm around her. "Come on… I'll get you settled into our room." Carefully he steered her into his bedroom and shut the door. "Are you okay?"

Ginny turned and stared him down. "I'm fine, why? How are you?" She could tell by his demeanor that he was extremely worried about her. "Your father didn't hurt me." She reassured him.

"I'm glad for that much." Draco said as he sat down on his bed. "But honestly, do you believe that story?"

"I pray with ever fiber of my being that it's true. That my babies are really yours, my family doesn't really hate me and all of this will end soon." She took a seat next to him and laid a hand on her abdomen.

"Don't you think I wish that too?" he asked suddenly, as if accusing her. "I want Voldemort gone, I want you to be happy and most of all I want those babies to be mine."

Ginny felt the walls around her heart crumble. She pulled Draco close to her and buried her face in his chest. "I don't know what I'd do without you." Tears streamed down her face and she wished for nothing more than this moment never to end. It struck her funny that she'd never felt safer than she did there in his arms.

Draco encircled her in his arms and held her tightly. He couldn't pinpoint exactly when—or how, for that matter—he had fallen in love with her. Still, there is was; he loved her. Just holding her in his arms made him feel complete and he wanted nothing more than to kiss away all of her tears. "Let's never find out."

Ginny gasped and grabbed his hand. "The babies!" She unbuttoned the bottom four buttons of her shirt and pressed his hand to her warm flesh. "Can you feel that?"

"I don't think I—OH MY GOD!" He nearly drew back in shock, "It's like holding a butterfly or something. Ginny, that's incredible!" The gentle fluttering made him want her even more.

She smiled broadly. "Those are our babies."

"Ginny, those are my babies no matter what biology says." He kissed the top of her head gingerly. "Now come on, I'm sure you're starving."

"You'd be right; I'm famished!" She stood carefully; it was getting harder to get up and down. She was almost 4 months pregnant now but with twins she was twice the size of the normal pregnant woman. It was nearly a miracle her clothes held out for as long as they did.

Draco led her down to the dining room where his mother and father were already seated. He watched them for a moment before walking in; he'd never seen his mother and father talking cordially. Usually it was him screaming at Narcissa; or her shriving away from Lucius. Maybe they really did love each other; that though struck him as strange. His parents in love, what was next? He pulled a chair out for Ginny and helped her into her seat. He knew what was next: a Weasley and a Malfoy in love.

Ginny thanked him with a smile and began to eat as slowly as she could possible manage. She wished she would've eaten earlier; for now, she was famished. The room was pleasantly quiet for the duration of the meal; she felt comfortable there.

Narcissa set her fork down with a clink. "Ginny, dear, how are you feeling? You've had quite the shock."

"Very well, thank you Narcissa. I believe the shock has worn off at this point or…maybe it hasn't hit yet." She grinned and looked between Draco and Lucius. Both of them seemed to be sulking or at least trying to ignore everyone around them.

"Come join me for some tea." It was an invitation, but the way Narcissa said it, it was very obvious that it was non-negotiable. Without another word edgewise, the two women went into Narcissa's chambers. "Well, I thought Draco would attack his father right then and there if you weren't present my dear!" Narcissa sighed heavily as she offered a seat to Ginny and then took the opposite armchair. "Would you like peppermint or Earl Grey?"

"Peppermint, please." Ginny answered and took the tea service from Narcissa. "What do you mean by that Narcissa? Everyone seemed to calm at dinner…"

Narcissa chuckled. "Draco's very angry at his father. And he has every right to be; this whole harebrained scheme made me angry, and I wasn't even a key player." Sipping her tea with great care, she studied Ginny carefully. "My son certainly has taken a liking to you."

Ginny blushed. "Well I've grown close to him as well. You've raised a fine son, Narcissa."

Smiling, the blonde woman nodded. "I love my son very much; he's really the only part of the old Lucius I have. I'm sorry I had to lie about the arranged marriage Ginny…I'm sorry I had to lie about everything."

"Don't blame yourself Narcissa. I believe you would've told me the truth if you could." She reassured her. Ginny sat up straighter, "What's it like…the birth I mean? Mum told me once that it's the worst pain that can ever be endured but when it's over, you forget all about it."

Narcissa smiled. "I believe she would know much better than I. Draco's birth is sort of a blur to me; I do remember the pain though." She grimaced at the memory and looked over at Ginny again. "I was never very strong physically. Giving birth to Draco nearly killed me; I was lucky to escape with my life. It's a shame though; I've always wanted more children."

Ginny hadn't realized that Narcissa had lost the ability to have children. She bit her lip. "Well now you'll have grandchildren to spoil."

"That makes my existence seem bearable. I can't wait to have children at Malfoy Manor again." She got a dreamy, wistful look as she thought upon it. "Have you thought of any names yet?"

"Well, I don't know the sex of the babies yet. I suppose it shouldn't matter though. I can just pick our four names for all the possibilities." She shrugged. "I've always loved the name Anita for a girl; then again, Anita Malfoy sounds like something out of a Play Wizard."

"Yes, you're right about that one." Narcissa said with a chuckle. "A lot of my family is named after stars: Sirius, Andromeda and Draco, of course. And those are just a few. Lucius is named after a Roman Emperor and I got stick with the name of a flower."

Ginny nodded, "I see, your names are symbolic. Well, I've always loved the name Orion. Orion Malfoy, that's got quite a nice ring to it."

"And it keeps with the Black tradition. I wouldn't rule that one out at all." She sighed heavily. "Just don't go the way of my sister, Andromeda, and name your child something like Nymphodora. It's no wonder the poor child goes by her last name."

"I won't." Ginny laughed and sat back in her chair. It was very nice just talking to Narcissa like this. Why—when she had first met her at the Quidditch World Cup—Ginny would never have thought in a million years that the woman was halfway friendly. "What do you think about the name Bianca?"

Narcissa thought on it a moment. "Bianca Malfoy… it's very sophisticated. I like that one a lot. Myself, I've always wanted to name a daughter of mine Cady. It's so simple and elegant."

"I like it too, Cady Malfoy. It sounds very innocent. I bet Draco would like that one a lot." The last thing she wanted to do now was get on the bad side of Narcissa Malfoy. "What about another boy's name?"

"Well, as a matter of fact, I have always been fond of the name Nathaniel. It means 'gift of god' and these babies truly are." Smiling, she realized that the time was passing rather quickly. "My dear, we'd do well not to leave our husbands alone for so long. There's no telling what they might get into!"

Draco hadn't moved from his spot at the dinner table, even as the house elves cleared as the plates. He just stared his father down; the malice wasn't a well kept secret. He wanted his father to know that he was terribly angry.

The older man definitely got the hint quickly. "Come, Draco, this news deserves a toast." Lucius proposed. With a swish of his wrist a bottle of pricey champagne and two crystal glasses appeared in front of him.

"Is this another plot, father? You're going to get me drunk and then whore me out to another one of the Dark Lord's conquests?" He barked.

Lucius grimaced at the tone that Draco took. "I probably deserved that. You'd do well never to believe me again. But son, I did all of this to protect you."

"Protect me," Draco roared, "You did nothing but decimate my wife just for your own sick twisted plans! And don't try to apologize either! I know if you had the choice, you'd do it all over again!"

"I won't deny that." Lucius said quietly. Looking up he saw his wife and Ginny Weasley standing motionless at the door. "Son—"he began, but Draco cut him off in an angry flourish.

"I am not finished father!" he screamed, "You bloody well knew that the Dark Lord was going to use that potion on an innocent girl who has never been anything but sweet. And what's worse is that you got something out of the bargain! Does it feel good?"

"Draco I-I don't feel good at all. I never wanted to see you hurt." His usually icy blue eyes were ablaze with a new emotion: remorse.

Draco took the crystal glasses and threw them in an explosion of rage. "You hurt me every time you hurt the woman I love!"

Ginny felt her heart jump into her throat, he loved her? How? WHEN? It seemed like just last week they were about to scratch each other's eyes out. Well… at least 4 months ago that was the case. Digging deep inside of herself, she wondered if she loved him too. Yes, she cared for him deeply; yes, she missed him when he wasn't with her; yes, he made her feel beautiful even though it looked like she had stuffed a basketball under her shirt. Did she want him to go? No. The only logical answer was that she loved him.

Narcissa watched her husband cracking under the consequences of his actions. Despite everything he had done to her and Draco, she still loved him. "Draco, try to refrain from throwing the good crystal."

Draco snapped around to see Narcissa and Ginny standing there in the doorway. He couldn't stand it; Ginny had tears in her eyes again. His breath caught in his throat as he started moving toward her. "How long have you been standing there?"

Ginny couldn't hold back the emotions… and this time, it wasn't because of the pregnancy. Coming to grips with love was a spiritual experience; she'd never been so moved in her entire life. "Long enough…" she answered before throwing her arms around his neck.

Lucius watched the young couple together and felt his heart twist. Narcissa and he had been like that once; it hadn't been all that long ago either. She was a beautiful creature, and as fair of heart as she was of face. All at once, he felt like praying to the gods. It was a stroke of pure fate that he got her pregnant before Remus Lupin or one of the Marauders… or even Rodolphus Lestrange for that matter.

"I-I don't know what to say." He said. Malfoys did not shake in their boots… so Draco was very glad that he was wearing simple dress shoes. He was so frightened that she would reject him that he literally shook.

"I don't know what you want to say either." She teased easily as she kissed him gently on the lips. "But I want to say that I love you too."

Draco felt his synapses snap; had she really told him she loved him? "Oh gods Ginny, I love you so much." He whispered. Leaning down, he captured her lips and kissed her like his parents weren't really in the room.

Narcissa swiftly moved toward Lucius and gripped his hand. "They need some privacy." She said and swiftly walked past them.

Lucius threaded his fingers through hers as they exited. With a swish of his wand he shut the dining room doors so that none of the house elves would walk in on them either. It was the start of a new life for all of them…

A/N: Did I shock you? Oh I hope so. This is not the end… lol, Voldie isn't vanquished yet! Look for shopping and secrets in the next chapter.