Well we're coming down to the end now… just a few more chapters to go. This one is short and I'm sorry. I'm having trouble with writing this all and taking care of my son and my brother. Oi vey, it's a big workload. Time between updates may become greater, sorry!

After Draco and Ginny's afternoon rendezvous, both found themselves anxiously anticipating dinner (such exercise always made people hungry). They dressed lazily and started their way down to the Great hall when an angry shriek stopped them dead in their tracks.

"GINVERA MALFOY! YOU STOP RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE!" Pansy screamed.

Ginny winced… this was not going to be pretty. "Yes Pansy? Is something wrong?" She asked innocently. Right Ginny, play dumb… she cursed the fact that with 30 pounds of baby suckered to her front; she would NOT be able to outrun Pansy.

Draco stepped forward protectively. "Pansy, there is no reason to yell at my wife like that. She's got enough stress."

"Oh I think there's plenty of reason!" She fumed. "You told Goyle! I trusted you to keep it a secret and you told him!" Her usually pale face was flushed with anger and her fists were clenched at her sides. "I thought we were friends but I should have known a dirty Gryffindor wouldn't be able to be a true friend."

Ginny folded her arms over her chest. "Go ahead and call me all the names you want Pansy… but it's a true friend that doesn't let their friend commit suicide."

"Pansy! You tried to kill yourself?" Draco's eyes widened in shock. Pansy had been like the sister he never had, she told him everything… well at least until Ginny came along and trumped him as 'best friend'. It wasn't as if he minded… he really was bad at talking about 'girl things' with her; it was better to have someone of the same sex to discuss those issues.

"No I did not, Draco! You know me better than that…I'm surprised your wife didn't tell you, she told everyone else in the bloody school!" She spat caustically as she glared daggers at Ginny. "My parents have arranged my marriage to Barty Crouch Jr."

"BARTY CROUCH!" Draco yelled, clenching his fist in anger. He had the desire to kill something with the last name Crouch. "What the hell are they thinking?"

Ginny sighed heavily. "I did not tell anyone but Goyle, Pansy. He was really worried about you! If you would just give him a chance then everything would make sense!" Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shape hunkering toward them most haste; it could only be one person.

"I don't want his pity! I already told you…I couldn't bear it if he married me out of pity or spite only to leave me after a few months. It would kill me." Tears slipped down her cheeks before she could stop them. "Bloody hell, I thought you understood that I love him!"

Goyle slowed his pace to a crawl; was he hallucinating again? No, they were really there and he had heard correctly. "Pansy…I thought I asked you not to come here and yell at Ginny." He said silkily.

Pansy stiffened; she couldn't move. How long had he been there? "I know, but she betrayed me…I just had to get it off my chest."

"She didn't betray you Pansy; she's your friend and that's why she came to me." He answered and moved to stand at her side. "Don't shut me out, god dammit, Pansy! I never stopped loving you… Ginny knows that, I told her. She never told me that you still loved me too!"

Ginny felt like an intruder here but it was impossible for her to slip away unnoticed (not as large as she was now). "I didn't tell him anything else we spoke of Pansy. He knows nothing." She took Draco's hand in her own and smiled tenderly. He was still standing a bit in front of her unless Pansy decided to attack.

Pansy was overwhelmed by a powerful emotion that she couldn't really explain. It threatened to choke her yet made her more alive than she ever had been before. "I always loved you." She whispered hoarsely.

Goyle threw caution to the wind and pulled her into his arms. "Let me tell you how it's going to be." He said gruffly. "You're going to marry me before graduation, no ifs ands or buts young lady. We're going to pack up your things and you're going to move into Goyle Manor."

"What about my sister?" She asked quietly. She couldn't leave Fehler alone with those horrible people… being two years old, they'd probably try to marry her to Barty Crouch before her 5th birthday.

"We'll take your sister too; they'll have to do without an heiress or accept your decision." He said firmly. Turning back to his friends, he smiled. "Ginny, thank you for coming to me… Draco, you've got yourself a special woman there."

Draco put his arm around her shoulder. "I know, now I think you two need some time alone."

Pansy shook her head. "No, I'd like to talk to Ginny for a moment, alone." Taking a step forward, she ushered her into an empty corridor. "I was really wrong about this… and I'm sorry for yelling at you. I hope we can still be friends."

Ginny smiled lightly. "Of course, Pansy…I know you were upset. Besides, what are friends for?" She hugged her as best she could and stepped back. "If you're still not so angry, I was wondering if I could ask a favor."

"Sure, I owe you one." She answered with a shrug.

"Well, Draco and I were talking earlier and we were wondering if you'd consider being godmother to our children?" Ginny watched as Pansy's expression went from one of hesitation or pure joy.

"Yes, of course I will!" She cried, hugging Ginny again. "I'm so honored you asked me… I can't believe the worst day of my life just turned into the best!"

Ginny laughed and patted her on the back. "I asked Goyle to be the godfather earlier today… it'll be great. I know you two would take good care of my babies if anything should ever happen to Draco or me."

Pansy walked along with her as they made their way back to Draco and Goyle who were talking quietly. "What are you boys planning over there?" She asked suspiciously.

They broke apart immediately, muttering. "Nothing… we were just discussing the weather."

Ginny raised an eyebrow. "Draco Malfoy having a hushed conversation about the weather… well I never expected it. You wouldn't be lying to the mother of your children, would you?"

"Don't worry your pretty little head Mrs. Malfoy, your husband isn't up to anything." Goyle said with a toothy grin. "C'mon Pansy, I think its time we see the headmaster."

Draco and Ginny watched Pansy and Goyle's retreating figures and gave knowing glances. They looked so comfortable with each other; it was heartwarming. For a long time, neither said a word but finally, Ginny broke the silence. "C'mon, I'm starved."

Nodding in agreement, Draco put his hand on the small of her back as they made their way to dinner. For the time being, Voldemort was a distant memory.