Chapter Three:

The Decision

"Mum, Mum, Mum," Called Andreas running into Ginny's room as fast as his chubby little legs could carry him, "Harry's here. He wants to know if you're ready."

"Tell him that I'll be ready in five and that your Grandmum will be here any minute. Thanks sweetie." She kissed his forehead. He was such a cute kid. He had Weasley-Red hair, much to Draco's dismay, and it sat flat on top of his head. His eyes were the largest you'd ever see on a three year old, and they were chocolate brown, like Ginny's. He was a Weasley through and through. His big brother on the other hand had quit a few of the Malfoy traits; smart, cunning, gray-blue eyes, though he stillhadn't been able toescape the red hair. Not even a Malfoy could manage that with Weasley blood in him.

Ginny walked out and was greeted by Molly. "How are you feeling dearest? Do you or the kids need anything?" To her Ginny would always be a little girl.

"No, I'm fine Mum; ask the boys, they're fine too. I just fed Charles about half an hour ago. He should go down around seven. Andreas and Draak can eat whatever they want basically, but they had a late lunch. I want the two of them in bed no later than seven forty-five. They both took baths last night, but they must brush their-"

Molly cut her off, "Dear, I raised seven children and have over twenty grandchildren; I can handlea few grandsonsfor the night."

"I know, it's just that either Draco or I are always here to put them to bed, and…" She choked on her own spit.

"We'll be great, now you go and figure you're self out, and do try to have a pleasant time. Oh, and for the record, I believe moving into Grimmauld Place is a wonderful idea." Molly winked.

"Goodnight Mum. Bye boys. I love you all." She gave each one a hug and kiss. "Hi Harry."

"Good evening Ginny. Are you ready to apparate?" He asked.

She laughed; he knew she couldn't apparate, didn't he? Oh, he didn't. "Harry, how do you expect me to apparate?" He didn't connect the dots. "Harry, I'm pregnant. Pregnant women can't apparate. Why don't I go in and floo there."

"Sorry. Can't, no floo connection, certain people feel the need to surprise me... along with some that I don't know. Let me think. Ah ha! I got it, I'll call a taxi." He called for one and they were on there way. "So, how was packing today?"

"It was fine."

"And the rest of your day?"

"Erm, fine."

"Okay Ginny, you are fine, packing was fine, your day was fine, and so what's the matter?" He questioned.

She smiled, a real smile, "Harry, nothing is the matter. I'm just deep in thought, and it doesn't help being away from the kids." She admitted, and then thought to herself, 'What, am I expected to be all chirpy? My husband died a week ago, for gosh sakes!'

"You could've brought them you know. After all, if I have any say they'll be living at Grimmauld place by the end of the week." He smirked.

"What's for dinner?" She asked, changing the subject.

"I know what you're doing, besides, I don't know what's for dinner,because Dobby is fixing it. It'll be something really good probably. He cooks almost as good as your Mum." She laughed now but…

After Dinner

"Mmmm, Harry that meal was delicious!" They'd had turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, and for dessert wonderful French Silk Pie with extra chocolate shavings.

"I agree, I told you Dobby was a wonderful cook. Now, it is on to the real business for the night. Gin, please come stay with me. I could never forgive my self if something happened to you and the kids and I hadn't been there to help. It doesn't have to be permanent." He begged.

"Harry I couldn't put you out, it's just so much work." She exclaimed.

"C'mon, I have something to show you." He motioned for her to follow. He led her up the stairs to the family wing of the house; he took her into the room across his bedroom, which was the master bed and bathroom. "Dobby and I took the honor of fixing up a few rooms." This room was almost as big as the master one. Its color scheme was deep blue and silver. It had a queen four poster bed, cherry wood, a matching dresser, wardrobe, and vanity, each side had a door. The first led into a bathroom which followed the same colors, and had a marble counter, shower, and hot tub. The second of the two doors was… a yellow and violet nursery filled with all the necessities and wants of a baby. Sunflowers were painted as a trim around the room, and the ceiling had clouds and the Sun, which was charmed to let off light, and at night turned into a moon night light.

"I put the nursery in for after the baby is born. Ginny, you wouldn't want to put all our hard work and the furniture to waste, now would you?" He asked.

By now she knew that he had won, but still had to resist for just a little while. "What about the three boys?"

"Follow me, Madame."He said gentlemanly as hewalked into the hall once again. "I figured you would want the youngest closest, Charles is right next door on the left, Andreas to your right, and Draak across from him. I also wasn't sure if they would still want to share, so Draak has bunk beds, which will also be good if cousins ever stay the night." He was too thoughtful! "You know, sometimes Ron and Mione's kids come over, not all at once, but two or three might come stay. It gives Ron and Hermione a chance to have some one on one time with each of them, and after all, I am their Godfather. Remus stays here to when he's in town," He'd traveled off and on since the war had ended, "and if Tonks is on a raid or something her girls stay here," Harry and Tonks were both aurors and had become pretty close friends over the past eight years, "They all have bedrooms down the hall. I've got nine bedrooms on this floor alone, not counting the master bedroom. I really wish you'd stay here."

Ginny walked into each of the boys' rooms. Look, she already thought of them as theirs. Draak's had a mock quidditch game of just broomsticks going on all five walls. Each wall had one houses colors and banner. Harry told her that he wasn't sure if he would be in Gryffindor or Slytherin, so he just did all four houses. Again, Ginny thought, he cares too much! Andreas' Room was filled with snitches; apparently Harry had pegged him a seeker and a Gryffindor. "Every time I see him at dinner at Bill's he seems most excited when we bring out the snitch, rather than the bludger or quaffle." The last room, also the closest, belonged to Charlie. Tocontrast the quidditch theme, Harry had a zoo painted on the walls. The largest and most prominent animal was a baby lion, so of course, the back round colors were red and gold. There were baby pandas, elephants, a giraffe, and some sea lions. It was quite cute. Ginny caught up with herself and started to shed a few tears of gratefulness.

"Ginny, I know Draco wanted you some place safe, I also know that he would think that Grimmauld Place was as safe as you could get. They won't look here, after all, Draco and I never publicly became friends, and legally you and I are not related. What do you say?" He gave her puppy eyes.

If she hadn't already broken that last thing would've done it. She looked up to Harry and her eyes told him yes, he could tell that even through the tears, he pulled her in for a much needed hug and tried to soothe her. Everything's okay now, he told her. It will all work out in the end.

Next Chapter: The Big Move

Sunday came, the day of the move, and time for the annual bi-weekly dinner at Bill and Fleur's. It was the official mark of seven days since Ginny had become both a widow and single parent, and it still hadn't really sunk in. For it to be real she needed to mourn properly, but she needed to stay strong for Draak, Andreas, and Charlie, and crying her eyes out, like she wanted to, wasn't strong.

A/N: Hopefully it went well. If you made it down here, thank you for reading! Let me know.