Hey everybody! Checking in with chapter quatros! First off, thanks to the reviewers!

Poppycan-I'm sorry I did a sucky job between two and three. I had no idea what to write so I didn't go into detail when she was at the Weasleys. She was at the Weasleys from the time Ron picked her up to the time she was on the train. Jay is Ron and Hermione's son. I might write a in between chapter later if it becomes a problem.

maliaphire- Ginny didn't tell anybody that Jamie was Draco's child, except for Hermione. Everyone just assumed that it was Harry's child, since she never told them (excluding Hermione) that she lost the baby and got pregnant with Draco. Hope that clears it up a bit.

Thanks to you two so much, it just make me feel really good, better than good even.

I'd also like to thank everyone who reads this.

Draco walked down the stairs and into the hallway. He started walking. He indeed had remembered Ginny's behavior the night of the funeral, heck, the day of the funeral. It was all coming back to him.

He had been put on Ginny watch after Harry died. They all thought it was best, considering the possibility that she may try to kill herself. 24/7 constant watch was all that was required, and being that he was single and jobless since the war, he volunteered. He had become friends with Harry, Ron, and Hermione their seventh year. After he couldn't murder Dumbledore, the Dark Lord refused to grant him the Dark mark and threatened to kill him. At that point he confronted to his mother that he did not want to be a death eater. At Hogwarts, he was ridiculed by his fellow Slytherins, especially when he befriended the trio. At first they were reluctant to be his friend, but after he helped Harry kill Voldemort he became part of the trio, which was now a 'quad'. Together, they found the horcruxes and destroyed them one by one. He had been devastated when Harry died. Harry shouldn't have died at yet, it wasn't his time, he was expecting his first child in eight months. Oh, how they were excited. The day of the funeral she was a wreck, she even tried to jump in the coffin. He was the only one stopping her. He did. She was crying uncontrollably, sobbing, trying to get him off her so she could jump in with her deceased husband. He let her go after they had buried him. She ran to the grave and hugged it, punched it, trying to get Harry to come back. He leaned down in attempt to control and comfort her. Eventually , she hugged him so tight he thought he would die of chocking, but didn't want to joke about death at that moment. She calmed down, requesting that he take her home. They bid their good-byes and they went back to Ginny's house. When they arrived, Ginny went up to retire for the night. Draco, worried that she might try to do something to harm herself, went up about a minute later claiming that he was tired as well. Knocking on her door, he heard nothing but faint crying. He walked in to find Ginny sitting on the edge of her bed, tears streamed down her face. He walked to the bed and sat next to her, putting his arm around her for comfort. Suddenly, he felt lips on his lips. Looking up he saw Ginny kissing him. He broke it off.

"Ginny, what are you doing?"

"Draco, shut up and just do it, or..." She pulled out her wand, "I'll hex you to do it, and more"

He did it. Personally, he thought he was hexed the entire time, but that's another matter.

"Why Draco, caught in a flashback?" Great, caught by Minerva. G.d, have I been standing here all that time? He thought.

"Normally its not right to assume, but you do look quite funny just standing there like that."

Embarrassed, he turned around. "Sorry"

"Teach your class"

As he was told, Draco started off towards his classroom. Passing the Great Hall, he noticed a plaque with pictures on it. He stopped and looked at it. It was very large, so he took a step back to read the entire thing.

Wizards Who Lost Their Lives To The Dark Side

the following men and women fought hard but were killed by death eaters or the dark lord himself

Under that was a long list of names and pictures. Draco knew everyone of them. Each was another soul that should be here today. Scrolling down the list, he began to read.

Gryffendor

Weasley

Arthur Molly

Longbottom Neville

Thomas Dean

Potter Harry Ginny

At that point, it was too painful for him to go on. He figured he had better get back before Minerva caught him again. He walked into the classroom. Good, he thought. None of them were stupid enough to touch anything.

When he reached his desk he banged his fist down, and requested for silence.

"As I was saying," he said, "In this class you will learn how to defend yourself against dark magic. Those who are smarties in this crowd might be thinking, 'all the death eaters are dead, so whats the fear?' Well the fear, my dear little first years, is that dark magic is all around us. And this class is DEFENCE against this dark magic. Not just 'learn this dark magic and use it'. I am the teacher of this class. And why was I chosen? I am the son of one of the most famous death eaters, Lucious Malfoy. I was supposed to kill Albus Dumbledore, but I could not. His killer, my former Professor, lays dead in a hole somewhere in the forest. I was supposed to take the dark mark and become a death eater. I did not. Your first assignment is to research a death eater and write a one page essay on his life. I want you to learn both sides of this story. You may go."

The students left the classroom, one by one. As much as he wanted to pull aside Jamie, he didn't. He sat down at his desk and began to write.

Dear Hermione, I had an interesting conversation with Minerva today, and she said that you could inform me on what I've missed. Can you please tell me about Ginny's decision to not tell me that Jamie is my daughter. Thanks, Draco

Jamie walked out of the classroom with Jay.

"Why do you think he was like that?" she asked him.

"No clue, something about my aunt Ginny though. My dad tears up whenever her name is mentioned. I guess Professor Malfoy does the same."

"I wonder why though, its not like they were married or anything were they?"

"Again, wrong person to ask, my dad tells me nothing. Says its ministry business. These days everything is ministry business. Invisible ink, wands...last week it was showering." They both cracked up at this point.

"But seriously," Jamie started, "I don't even know who my parents are...were...all I know is that my mom's Ginny Weasley, and that she was your aunt, which makes me your..."

"Cousin." said Jay.

"So basically I have a mom. That's a start."

"Do you know if Harry Potter is related to you?"

"I do have the same last name as him, don't I?"

"Harry Potter is in just about every book written for the past twenty years, and you do have the same last name as him, so there's a potential match...or you could just ask, research isn't my thing. Apparently I inherited that from my dad." Jamie laughed.

"Didn't Professor Malfoy say something about you being the stupidest wizard in our year or something like that?"

"Shut up Jamie" he hit her playfully.

Thanks for reading everyone. Hope you enjoyed it.