Draco fixed his tie with shaking fingers. NEWTs were here… and it wasn't like he was unprepared but he knew this was the determining factor in his life. Ginny had left an hour before for a NEWT in herbology; he wasn't worried for her, she had grown up with herbology genius Neville Longbottom… he always had some new plant that he would show her.

Gregory Goyle knocked on the open door. "Hey, is Ginny in Herbology already?" he asked tentatively.

"Yeah, come on in Goyle." Draco said cordially. He sighed heavily and crossed his arms. "She's taking more NEWTs than I am. I'm just glad the summer holiday starts in a few days."

Nodding, Goyle readily agreed. "Indeed, I'm glad school is over." He twiddled his thumbs nervously as he tried to collect his thoughts. "Draco, Pansy and I were married last night."

Draco wasn't able to feign shock; instead, he smiled broadly and slapped Goyle on the back. "Nice job, mate! You finally reeled her in! I'm sorry we missed it…"

"Oh, it was a private ceremony. Dumbledore presided and our witnesses were Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick…I just wanted you to know that we wanted you there but with the current position of things, we thought it was a bad idea." Goyle explained.

"I don't blame you in the least. Besides, Ginny needs all the rest she can get; this whole pregnancy is very taxing on her." He sighed heavily. "Where is the blushing bride this morning?"

Goyle's cheeks tinged pink. "Probably still in bed…she only has two NEWTs and they're both tomorrow."

"Spot on, mate." Draco laughed. "It's nice that you're finally happy."

"We are, very. Pansy and her sister Faye are moving in to Goyle manor immediately… we were wondering if you'd come spend a few weeks with us after graduation. It would mean the world to us." Goyle said nonchalantly. Deep down, he knew their fate was resting on this. "Ginny already told me that she'd come, but she wanted me to ask you first this time." He added for good measure.

Draco smirked. "Well that wife of mine would drag me anyway then! Of course we'll come."

"I'll expect you after Ginny's baby shower then." Goyle said. He felt a whole lot more relieved now.

"Ah, so you know about that. It's supposed to be a surprise… I know she'll be shocked by the guest list. Pansy will be there, of course, but so will her mother; Millicent Bulstrode and her mother are going too. It's going to be a disaster." Draco shook his head sadly. "My mother means well but she really messed it up this time."

Goyle shook his head. "Yeah, my mother got an invitation too. It's too bad she's been dead for 4 years; she really would've loved going."

Draco smiled gently; he felt bad that Goyle had to live with that, but at least he had Pansy now. "Feel free to come with Pansy and we'll make sure that no one gets out of control. Ride it off as coming for a drink with a fellow married man. We're probably the only ones in the entirety of Hogwarts…"

"That's true… the only professor that is married is McGonagall but she's been widowed since the first war." He said with a sigh. "I have to get to my Divination NEWT but we'll talk later."

"Good luck with that. I have Potions now." Draco made a face and walked with Goyle out of the room. He wasn't worried… the sweat running down his back was just from being hot. So what if the castle was charmed to exactly 70 degrees at all times? Normal, right?

Ginny sighed heavily as she collapsed in the chair by the bed. With an undignified huff she sent her shoes flying, one landed neatly on the dresser and the other hit Draco upside the head. She couldn't fight it… her laughing echoed in the room.

Draco tried to look angry but the sight of her laughing made him chuckle too. "God, do you know how infuriating you are sometimes? I have Defense Against the Dark Arts tomorrow!"

"Oh I thought you were all set with that… you wanted to teach me a few spells." She answered with a mysterious grin. "I'm just glad that tomorrow is the last day. I did not enjoy that Divination NEWT nor was Care of Magical creatures anything but a bore war. You'd think that with Ron as my brother, I'd be able to subdue a 3 headed dog named Fluffy without any trouble."

His blood froze in his veins. "You had to subdue Fluffy! They said they were going to make sure nothing happened to you or the babies!" He yelled.

"They did, Draco! I'm fine and there were several professors around who were making sure that I was safe." She fired back, wrinkling her nose in distaste. "Potions was very difficult though, I had to brew Veritaserum… usually the brewer ingests it, but Snape was very insistent that he do it." Ginny said with a smirk. "It worked! Ol' Snape will be detained for a few days… he keeps spilling out his goriest secrets. And Transfiguration was very difficult… I think I'll get some points knocked off because my mouse kept wriggling away from me and I couldn't bend over and pick him up."

Draco shook his head. "Don't worry about it; being able to hold onto the mouse isn't a requirement for NEWTs. And maybe its time I have a talk with my godfather… for one, he'll give me some straight answers." He stood up from the bed and moved behind her. "You have to be exhausted."

Ginny sighed as he began kneading her shoulders. "Oh I am…gods that feels incredible." The stress seemed to melt from her body; the knots in her shoulders seemed to unbind themselves. "You have magic hands."

"I know, darling." He answered with a soft chortle. "Tomorrow it'll be all over, we can go home. Goyle told me that you made plans to go over there for a while."

The conversation she had with Snape came rushing back:

"You can get away… that's why I wanted to speak with you. Lucius has informed me today that the Dark Lord is planning to steal you away from Malfoy Manor after graduation; plans for a safe house are already underway." His eyes darted about. "The walls have ears Mrs. Malfoy, you must be careful."

Ginny nodded in agreement; the walls did have ears and she couldn't be sure who to trust anymore. Now that Lucius Malfoy seemed an upstanding citizen and her brother had thrown her to the ground (act or not, it still hurt), she didn't know which was up. "A safe house… where?"

"Well Gregory Goyle has expressed an interest in keeping you safe. Since his mother's death in his 3rd year, he's lived alone in that manor with his uncle. Mundungus Fletcher may be a criminal but he loves his nephew and he is a member of the order." He explained in a hushed whisper.

"Oh, right… we did talk about it." Ginny said quickly. "I hope that's okay."

Draco smiled. "It's fine. Did you know that Pansy and Goyle were married last night?"

Ginny whipped around. "Really?" she pressed excitedly. "Oh that's wonderful! I have to talk to Pansy immediately! This is so great… I'm glad she didn't have to marry Barty Crouch."

Kissing her chastely on the lips, he pulled her back to him. "Let Pansy and Goyle have some alone time… it's their first day of marriage." He hinted suggestively; Goyle had TOLD him Pansy was still in bed, it wasn't a secret that they were back together for good. "My wife, the meddler… I'm just glad you intervened here. I would never have controlled myself if those lousy Parkinsons married her off like that."

"And what about Faye, did Goyle say anything about her?" Ginny pressed earnestly. "That poor little girl can't stay there."

Draco nodded. "He said that Pansy and Faye were moving in… I don't even want to know what would've happened to her if she had stayed." For a while it was quiet. It was very obvious that both were thinking deeply. "Ginny… I was thinking about something."

Ginny tore herself away from her thoughts and looked up. "And what was that?" she asked gently. He looked perturbed by something; it made her want to hold him and kiss his demons away.

Embarrassment crossed his face fleetingly as he looked into her eyes. "After the twins are born would you—I mean— do you… want to have other children?" He knew it wasn't the right time to ask… she was miserable at this point in her pregnancy, and he couldn't blame her.

She was taken aback at first. "You mean like, having more children with you?" That seemed like a stupid question to her so she immediately kept going. "Well I don't know Draco, its hard enough imagining us with children now. At this moment in time, with Tom still on the loose and having to hide all the time, I'd say no…I don't want to bring children up in times of fear." Lovingly, she rested her hand on her swollen womb. "In this, I don't have a choice… but even so, I would not make a different choice. These babies mean everything to me. YOU mean everything to me."

"Yes, I know Gin, but that's today… that's not the future." He pressed lightly. Sure, he loved her and he was pretty damn sure she loved him too. But love didn't conquer all in this world; it's why he had to know for sure if they were going to last. "They're so close to defeating Voldemort…it could be any day now."

"I know." She sighed deeply. "But they've "killed" him before, what makes them think this time is forever?"

Draco looked deep in to her eyes. "There are higher forces at work here Ginny; powers beyond your imagination that are watching over us. Good always triumphs over evil; the powers that be will keep us safe."

Ginny snickered. "Higher forces, huh? Well I'll believe it when I see it." Biting back a yawn, she leaned against him. "For right now, I want to crawl up in bed and sleep the day away."

"Well by all means, darling." He said, pulling back the blankets gently. "You deserve a good night's rest. When you wake up, you'll be all ready to graduate beside me, as my wife." He leaned down to kiss her only to find that she was already out cold. Chuckling, he kissed her forehead and snuck from the room. He had some studying with Blaise before morning NEWTs came.

We're getting closer and closer. Next chapter: The graduation and the baby shower! I'm working really really hard on it and it should be up by Monday night (I am house sitting and I won't have access to a computer, sorry!).You can see here what I took the title from.Keep reviewing!