A/N: Hey! Sorry about the delay again! No excuse this time except for school, trying to win tickets to the Goblet of Fire sneak peak, my lazy ass, and... I was also re-reading the 3rd through 4th HP books. I've just finished w/ the fourth today (13/11/05-- I always put the day of month first, then the month and year), so I'll be starting the fifth book tomorrow and I'll get ot from the school libray and hopefully I'll be through with that before the GoF premier! It's too hard trying to get it from my friends because 1) one of my friends is reading hers, and 2) the other takes about an effing week to remember that I asked to borrow it and then lend it to me in time before I take matters into my own hands and just effing check it out at the school library! i'm sorry. I blacked out there. Any way here's the disclaimer!

A/N: Hey! Jane Potter22 here! now today is 29/11/05, and I'm so so so very sorry for the long delay! After the next chappie, there will be no more parts with Anita and Draco interacting or standing alone. I'm for one happy about that. Now, I just finished the 5th book again and I cried so hard, but now I'm back o track and am ready to finish this story. I'll have a few more chapters, and maybe an epilogue and I hope to start a sequel to this that will be more novel length. So, please read and review despite my neglection! Oh, yeah, and forget about the Quidditch World cup that I said was to have happened during the time in this story. Thanks!

P.S. I saw the Goblet of Fire the day it came out, so I didn't get a sneak peek. It was such a disappointment, but I still thought it good. The bath scene (tee hee) and the dragon scenes were the best. Too bad Dan/Harry wasn't completely nude... Gawd, I'm such a perv. Forgive me. So anywho, ejoy the story and review!

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Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE POTTERVERSE! J. K. Rowling (Joanne Kathleen Rowling) does and I'm so jealous of her, the rich and brilliant author/creator of the Harry Potter Universe, whome I look up to as a hero and role model for all writers everywhere! Sorry, er, on with the show!--story!

Chapter Five: Le Divorce

Anita apparated to her sister Felice's house, somewhere in Greenwich, England, carrying the girl that's her daughter, Leisel. Felice opened the door of her magnificent Sapnish-style manor, and quickly embraced Anita in a comforting, sisterly embrace.

Felice was a very tall woman, older than Anita by three years. Her skin was the color of a soft and creamy caramel, the same as Anita's, only her hair was a chic bob with red and blonde highlights, and she had hazel eyes, almost blue, rather than green like Anita's. She was a squib, unable to do magic though she married a handsome Spanish wizard by the name of Eduardo Vorez. Eddie was about six feet tall and three inches. He had dark choclate brown hair that was short, and brown eyes so dark you'd swore they were black. But you can tell the true color of his eyes if the light of a room or of any kind for that matter, hit just at the perfect angle.

"Hola, Anita!" Felice exclaimed as she, Anita, was found at their stoop, with Leisel, looking very troubled. She had a thick Spanish accent. "And hey you, Leisel!"

"Hola, Tia Felice!"

"How're you doing?" Felice asked Anita as she and her daughter stepped into the foyer.

"I'm not well, Felice. Hello Eduardo," Anita said upon seeing her brother in law come and greet her. He mostly spoke Spanish but he pretty much under stood how to greet people in English.

"Hey, Leisel? Do you want to play with your cousins Jose and Rosa?"

"Si!" came Leisel's delighted squeal.

"Play fair, Leisel!" Anita called after her daughter's retreating form. "Hasta luego, Eduardo." (That's all the Apanish I know!) Anita pulled Felice aside so that they could talk in private.

"So, tell me everything that happened between you and Harry. Okay? I promise you'll feel better." She said this in Spanish(A/N: Hey I don't know very much Spanish. I'm taking French! Oui, oui! J'aime parler francais, mais je n'aimes pas parler espangnol! ).

Felice was a good audience as Anita relaid the story of her terrible morning with Harry, and how she said she was getting full custody of Leisel. "So I left him with Leisel and I don't really care what he does anymore. I mean... we were never married... it turns out he doesn't really love me." Anita sighed and quickly wiped away a tear before her sister noticed. "If he really wants to be with that Weasel, then he can have her! I want to know what that Draco Malfoy will do, though. But the thing is, I was wondering if you and Eduardo could keep Leisel here until I find us a Place to stay. I know how much you two have to do, so I'll just stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a little while. I told her that Harry had to go and play Quidditch... She understands that."

Felice nodded knowingly at the last part and answered Anita's question. "Of course! I'd be more than willing to have you stay here as well."

"But I really need this time alone, Fe Fe."

"How long are you gonna be out?"

"A week or maybe less. When I come back, you and Eddie, could help me search for a house...I don't want to impose on you for too long. Besides, I've got enough money to buy one, or at least rent one for a while." Felice nodded again.

Anita spoke again. "I should leave right away... Tell Leisel I'm going to be away for a while, and give her a kiss for me..." Anita stepped out of the house and apparated to London, near the entrance for the Leaky Cauldron.

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Draco swaggered in the Leaky Cauldron and walked up to Tom, the innkepper. Tom-- and everyone else in Wizarding Britain-- had read the article about the richest Lady, kissing the famous Harry Potter, and not her husband, Draco Malfoy. And so Tom set off to get Draco some hard liquor, with a few shot glasses. Tom poured the liquor in a shotglass and slid the glass across from himself and over to Draco in one swift motion. he set the entire liquor bottle beside Draco on the counter.

"Thanks Tom," said Draco as he swallowed his forst shot. Tom waited until Draco's fifth shot to speak.

"So, what's going happen between you and the Lady, eh?" he asked.

"The hell with her," Draco slurred, waving his hand in the air dangerously. He was drunk now. "We're over... soon, anyway..." The blonde man gulped his sixth , seventh and eighth shots. He could barely finish his ninth glass when a strikingly beautiful young witch walked through the door of the pub. It was Anita.

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A bell tinkled announcing that Anita Cotez had arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. She sauntered through the pub and over to the bar, where the hunched figure of Draco Malfoy was and the innneeper, Tom, walked up to her.

"Hello," he said.

"Hullo Tom. Er, well, I'd like to stay here for a while, erm, if thet's alright with you?"

"Of course! Take a seat and help yourself to a drink, while I take your luggage up to your room. I'll give you your key in a moment."

With that said, Tom hauled Anita's bags to her parlor, while the witch herself took a seat next to Draco. He noticed her right away, and started to converse with her.

"Hey," he said gloomily. Anita could smell the alcohol on his breath he drank so much already. Then she noticed his nine liquor shot glasses empty and scattered about infont of him. she hesitated to reply.

"Hey... So, I see your taking this well. How're you felling though?"

"I'll be fine," he shrugged, "'s long I don't have to see Ginevra ever again... or Potter." Then he motioned toward his half empty liquor bottle, and asked, "Want some?"

"Fine." Draco handed Anita his half empy ninth shot glass, and spilled the rest of its contents all down Anita's expensive robes front.

"I'm sorry," he growled, Then made to wipe the stain off of her chest.

"It's quite alright." Anita said she preferred firewhiskey anywho. A minute later, Tom came and handed Anita her key. "Thank you," she said and slipped the kee into her robe pocket. "Um, could I maybe have a bottle of Ogden's Firewhiskey, too?"

"Sure," said Tom. While he was getting her firewhiskey, Anita gulped down a few shots of Draco's alcohol that he had poured for her, and became a bit tipsy. Draco rested his hand on her upper thigh, and squeezed it gently. Ten minutes later, A very drunk Anita and Draco finally noticed the Firewhiskey, grabbed it and headed toward parlor number fourteen.

Anita stood in her doorway as it opened.

"So," she now slurred.

"So," slurred Draco as well, now placing a hand on Anita's lower back and taking a step forward, pushing the brown-haired girl into the room ever so slightly. There was a table by the door and Anita set her firewhiskey on it. The two stumbled into the room (Draco closing the door behind himself), and fell onto the bed.

Anita got up to take a swig of firewhiskey, and brang the contents back with her as well. She became equally as intoxicated as Draco was and her mind told her to play with Draco. Draco looked up at the feeling of Anita's weight and saw her straddling him.

She leaned down and gently kissed him, and their tongues wrestled, licking eachother. Lust soon took over, and they removed eachother's clothes. Anita gasped as their bodies met not soon after the kiss of lustful hunger, and she posistioned herself so that only her body was moving. She purposely moved slowly against Draco's hard skin and quickened her movements, for her own body was calling for attention. Draco enjoyed this emmensely. He was usually the one in control, but he like to try knew things as well, and Anita was definitely new. Anita on the other hand found this new control satisfying in its own way.

So when her and Draco had reached their peaks and fell onto the bed thouroughly tired and exhausted, she let him know that this shag was a one time fling. He agreed without argue as he lay his head on her chest and drifted off to sleep.

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"Harry!" Ginny exclaimed. Harry was sitting next to her on the bed while she was still in her silk dressing gown that was quite revealing. He fell off the bed, landing on the hard wood floor with a loud thud.

"Er... sorry, Gin. Didn't mean to wake you..." Ginny sat up and pushed her red hair out of her eyes so she could see Harry a bit better.

"What are you doing here?" Then it dawned on Ginny that Harry had read the article as well. She blushed as Harry got back on his feet, and she covered her chest when he stole a longing glance at it, with the patchwork quilt. "What are you doing here? Don't you have your own place to live?"

"Well... Anita left and I guess I missed being here at the Burrow. Plus ther'll be too much publicity at the mansion anyway. You?"

"Draco, he..." Ginny's hands automatically massaged her throat where it revealed the bruise that Harry had noticed earlier. She regretted it at once, because Harry saw her and then his handsome features were screwed up in rage. "He only kicked me out!" Ginny half-lied.

"No, he didn't! He did more, didn't he! Did he choke you?"

Ginny let out a smal scream in which Harry confirmed his accusation.

"That bastard!" he said loudly.

"Don't hurt him Harry!" Ginny pleaded.

"Don't tell me you still love him?"

"No! Just, please don't!"

"Ginny! You are aware of the fact that I love you, right? So, I'm not just going to sit around and let your husband beat you! I refuse to see you get hurt, because I love you! Malfoy's going to pay--"

"Don't you lay a finger on him!" Ginny interrupted. "Draco is still the father of Maeve and she needs to grow up with a father figure in her life. You understand this, don't you? Remember when Sirius died?"

"Don't talk about Sirius," Harry said through gritted teeth, yet a very offended voice.

"Well, now you know what I am talking about." Ginny persisted. "You know that she needs to have a fathe--" Ginny's words were left hanging in mid-air as she felt the familiar sensation of vomit rushing from her stomach to her throat. She ran out of the room, Harry on her tail, and into the bathroom, only making it in time.

She vomited into the toilet bowl, Harry utterly disgusted. "Sorry," she said, then vomited again. Harry stooped to her level to hold her hair back, like she was having some kind of hang over.

"Did you drink alot last night?" Harry asked though he already knew the answer. Ginny shook her head. Ginny finished about ten minutes later, and went to the bathroom sink to wash her face and brush her teeth. The taste was horrible. Harry flushed the toilet for her.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

Ginny nodded, knowing what this all meant. "I'm divorcing Draco, though..." She stared into space before saying, "Could I maybe have a little privacy, Harry?"

Harry looked dumbfounded, though he nodded his head and left the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Ginny paced back and forth through the tiny bathroom, and finally came to a conclusion that she didn't really want to have happened... Now that she think on it, she didn't start her cycle last month when she ought to have had. And she was supposed to have started last week, if her period did come the month before...

She washed her hands then left the bathroom in a rush, almost knocking down Harry when she crossed over the treshhold.

"What's wrong?" he asked, since Ginny seemed unnerved by something.

"Er..." Ginny felt clammy. She sped past him and down the stairs, entering the Burrow's kitchen.

"Oh, hello Ginny," said Hermione. "I never did get you your tea. But now it's ready. Here..." Ginny sat down at the table with some difficuly and took a sip of tea. Harry sat down next to her.

"Are you okay, Gin?" asked Hermione and Mrs. Weasley at the same time.

"N-no."

"Well, what's wrong?" asked Ron this time. Just then Harry entered the kitchen, and before Ginny could think, she was explaining everything...

"Slow down!" said Mr. Weasley, who had gotten home from visiting the Diggories while Ginny explained herself.

Ginny had been babbling on inaudibly for five minutes, and no one understood a word she was saying.

"Just tell us what's happened," said Hermione, and soon, Ron, Hermione herself, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Harry were on the edge of their seats... though Harry and Mr. Wealsey weren't sitting down.

"I... I think I'm pregnant, Mum..."

A/N: YES! I've finished this chappie at last! I hope to get chappie six up ASAP to redeem myself for the almost (or equal to) month-long delay.I hope you liked it and once again I appologize, and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks again,

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