The icy morning air sent puffs of white steam into the air as Draco paced back and forth outside. Each step produced a tap from the stone steps below…he was stick of waiting. He scowled and noticed how much he was acting like Snape; Gah, he was scowling and his robes were billowing!

"Damn." He mumbled, and forced himself to stand still. It was almost Halloween now…Gregory and Orion were growing like little weeds and Draco was more on edge than he had been.

They had still not caught Percy Weasley…but Harry Potter had promised that they were close and now, this could be it. In a small town outside of muggle Hangleton there was said to be an uninhabitable house that held many secrets. The muggles around had started to talk about lights emanating from there at night; the kids had spread around the rumor that it was haunted.

Draco was almost sure that Voldemort would choose a muggle area to throw the Order off. Suddenly a loud pop startled him out of his thoughts. His grey eyes connected with a pair of powerful green ones. "Potter, what's going on?"

Harry took a deep breath, willing his voice not to shake. "We can't destroy him." He whispered. "Percy Weasley is dead…and Voldemort stood there and laughed. He cannot be killed."

"NO!" Draco bellowed, covering his face with his hands. One part wanted to scream himself hoarse and the second wanted to cry until he had no more tears to weep. "What are we going to do?" He dropped to his knees, not able to comprehend it all at once.

Harry sat down on the steps with a heavy sigh. "We're going to figure it out eventually…but the only man who knew anything about specters was Dumbledore and he's—dead."

"How can I protect her from him?" He shouted. "How can I sit there and tell her it'll all be okay when I can't be sure that it will?"

Harry just stared blankly at him. "I'm sorry…" He answered genuinely. He knew how much it was hurting Draco and how much more it would hurt Ginny to know that he could never be eradicated. "Do you want to tell her or should I?"

"I should be the one." Draco said, his throat was bone dry. "I just can't do it at this moment."

"Alright."

Ginny rocked Orion in the rocking chair as he nursed. Draco had gone out early, as he had every morning, to see if there was any news on the war; he had opted not to fight after Tonks had blatantly told him not to even think about it.

It was still really early and she was surprised when the door creaked open. "Ginny?" Pansy called softly. "Oh, I'm sorry." She said, turning away as she noticed Ginny rocking her son.

"Come on in Pansy, I'm just feeding Orion." She said with a slight smile. "You're up early this morning."

Pansy smiled languidly. "Where's Draco?" Looking around, she didn't see him at all. She sat down in a chair across from Ginny.

Orion pulled away and Ginny immediately burped him gently. "There's a good boy." Gently she laid him back in his crib. "I want to take a little walk to the sitting room after I change, care to join me?"

"Sure." She said, standing up. "I'll order some tea, if you want."

"That would be lovely." Ginny answered and watched as Pansy left. Narrowing her eyes, she went to her closet. It was miraculous how much weight she had lost…she was not yet back into her old robe size, but she seriously doubted that would ever happen again.

Pulling a loose robe, she tucked her wand into her sleeve and walked into the sitting room. "Did Faye wake you up this morning?"

"Faye?" She queried. "Oh heavens no, that girl sleeps late."

Ginny poured herself a cup of tea but didn't take a sip. "I can't believe Gregory and Orion are over a month old. It seemed like just yesterday that I was waiting for them to be born." She said reminiscently. "It won't be long until you have a child of your own, Pansy."

Even though she tried, she couldn't hide it. She physically blanched. "Well we're waiting for a while."

That was all she needed to hear. Ginny stood up. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" She screamed, a green light filling the whole room with an ungodly light and Pansy's body flipped upside down.

Goyle came running into the room and cried out. "Pansy! What have you done?" He screamed, pulling her body down from its terrible position. Tears streamed down his face. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" He screamed.

"Calm down!" Ginny commanded and pushed him into a seated position. "Morphus!" She yelled at the body.

Immediately the woman that Goyle cradled turned back into Bellatrix Lestrange. "Ahhhhhhhh!" He screamed and pushed it away. "What in the bloody hell is going on here and where is Pansy?"

Ginny shrugged. "I don't know Goyle, but is it not more frightening that Bellatrix actually got in here?"

"I WANT MY WIFE!" He blasted, standing up. A single tear slipped down of his face as he tore down the hall. In a split second, he charmed his robes on and took off.

Faye barreled out of her room. "Why so much yelling?" She asked sleepily, hugging Goyle's legs tightly.

"Watch Faye for me, Ginny, please." His voice shook with emotion as he picked her up and handed her to Ginny. He started down the hall at a fast pace, not looking back.

Faye's eyes filled with tears. "Where are you going? Are you leaving me?" She sniffled. "Goyle? GOYLE?" She screamed after him, tears splashing down her face as she reached out for him. She fought against Ginny as she struggled to rush after him.

Tears leaked down Ginny's face as she held the trembling child. "Shhh, shhh, Faye, it's alright. He just has to go do some things. It's going to be okay." She whispered.

A loud wail emanated from the nursery and Ginny sighed. Shifted Faye to her hip, she walked into her room.

Before her was a shimmering figure leaning over Orion's crib. A scream tore from her throat. "LEAVE MY BABIES ALONE!" She roared, setting Faye down on the bed she picked up her wand. "PROTEGO!"

A purple light shot at the being as a cold, echoing laughter filled the room.

Well guys, we're coming to the end. Here's an evil cliffie. I'm sorry this chapter is short, I didn't want to draw out it out in case you missed the meaning of it. Nothing is as it seems here…you have to be careful about what conclusions you draw.

Okay, now that you're thoroughly pondering what could POSSIBLY be going on in my twisted little mind, I will tell you that it's almost done and I'm deciding what step to take next.

Read and Review please!

Marina