AN: Sorry this chapter took so long to write but there will be some Draco/Ginny in this chapter as most of it is a flashback. Part one of his journey.

Chapter Six.

Molly had been shocked when he had informed her that he would be going on a trip and he had no idea when he would be returning. She was worried and he supposed she had good reason to be. After all there were still Deatheaters around and he was taking her only granddaughter with him. This was something he had to do and no amount of begging would stop him from going and he was glad that she realised this.

He had spent most of the day packing, ready for an early start the next day. He had no idea where he would be going but he had a rough idea of where to start. He was going to go back to the begining. Not to the nightclub where all this started, he had already gone through those memories enough and it would be irresponsible for him to have taken a tiny baby to that smoke filled dump.

There was a knock at his daughter and Molly Weasley stuck her head round the door.

"Dinner is ready, dear."

He openned his mouth to reply with a polite 'no thanks'. He didn't want to see Ron or any of her other brothers.

"Don't worry Ron isn't here, he's taken Hermione out to dinner. It will just be Arthur, you and me."

"I'll be down in a few minutes."

Satisfied with his answer she left his room and make her way downstairs to start dishing the dinner up. He made sure that Daisy was still fast asleep in her cot and made his way down to the kitchen after muttering a charm that would let him know if she started crying or if anything else was wrong. He really wanted to take her downstairs with him but he didn't want to disturb her.

When he got to the hallway he could smell the chicken pie. He was sure he had put on a lot of weight these last few weeks since staying at the Weasleys but he couldn't help the fact that Molly Weasley was an expert at cooking and just thinking of her food made his mouth water.

He took his seat at the table and a plate of chicken pie with peas, carrots and potatoes at the side. He immediately began to tuck in and was soon finished. He had taken to eating quickly recently and it was usually because he didn't want to have to deal with any of Ginny's brothers but tonight it was because his stomach was tying itself into a network of complicated knots.

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley. Dinner was delicious."

"How many times must I remind you to call me Molly?"

"Sorry Molly. Well I best be off to bed. I have an early start tomorrow." He stood up and took his plate to the sink.

"Are you sure you have to go Draco? It's so dangerous out there. I've already lost my little Ginny, I don't want to use you or Daisy. You're family and I couldn't bear to see another member of this family die at the hands of that cruel, cold hearted monster." Tears were begining to form in her eyes and they held a frantic look. Draco felt a little guilty. Ginny's death had hit Molly the hardest and he heard her at night cry over her lost daughter. He knew she tried to stay strong for her family but it was killing her inside.

"I'm sorry Molly. I really am. This is something I need to do, I'll owl you everyday to let you know everything that's happening. You know I'd never put Daisy in any danger."

Molly turned and walked out of the room. She knew she was being selfish but no mother could blame her. She was trying to hold on desperately to any last thread of Ginny and now the last pieces were slipping away from her in the forms of her son-in-law and her granddaughter. She still heard Ginny at night as she was trying to catch a few moments rest. Her voice was plaguing her thoughts. It's revenge, she would often tell herself, she's mad at me because I turned her away when she became pregnant and married the Malfoy boy. I don't blame her, I should have been more supportive. She died thinking I hated her and I never got a chance to say I loved her. Guilt was the worst punnishment imaginable.

XOXOX

Draco awoke at dawn the next day. He hadn't had much sleep, he was worrying too much about what he was going to do. He felt so guilty taking Daisy away from Molly at a time like this but he knew that he had to get this over and done with so he could get on with the rest of his life. He walked over to her cot and saw her gazing up at him with her big brown eyes and gurgling happily. He reached in and picked her up, taking her over to the bed where he laid her down and started the task of getting her changed.

When he was done he was pleased with the outcome. He had dressed her in a Slytherin green dress with a golden snitch sewn onto it. He remembered picking out the dress a few weeks before she was born when he and Ginny had gone shopping in Diagon Alley. She had insisted on having the golden snitch sewn on so at least her daughter had a bit of Gryffindor on her and it was also a reminder that he had never caught the snitch when playing against Gryffindor, Potter had always beaten him to that, she had added evilly.

He was sure Daisy would be the Slytherin seeker when she went to Hogwarts, she had both Slytherin and seeker blood in her. Ginny had played the position of seeker when Potter had gotten himself banned in his 5th year.

He made sure he had packed everything before apparating to Muggle London, careful to leave a note for Molly explaining that he had already left.

XOXOX

He hated Muggle London but this was the place he needed to start at. The place where he first met up with Ginny after he had recieved her letter. She had insisted on Muggle London so she wouldn't be spotted by any members of her large family. He made sure Daisy was still in one piece in her pram, he dreaded to think what the Weasley's would do to him if he splinched their grand daughter / niece. Happy that she was fine he started to walk through the winding streets, occassionally shooting glares at the people who dared to point and laugh rudely at him, until he finally arrived in the dark alley.

"Well Daisy, this is where I first saw your mother after I found out about you."

The wind was harsh and chilling even though it was only the middle of September. The damp walls of the buildings around did nothing to warm him up and he wrapped his cloak around him tighter. Where was she? She had been the one to tell him the time and place of this meeting and now she didn't even have the decency to show up on time. If she isn't here in 10 minutes I'm going to leave, he decided.

"Malfoy?" came a small and shaky voice from behind him.

He turned to face her and he noticed that she looked nothing like she had that night. Her eyes had lost their sparkle and her face had lost all colour. Before it had been a pale creamy colour but now it was white with a hint of grey.

"God what happened to you? You look like death itself."

"Thanks Malfoy. That's just the thing a girl needs to hear." She rolled her eyes.

"Well what happened? Come on I don't have all day." In actual fact he did have all day but he had other things he'd rather do than spend all day in the company of a Weasley.

"Well I seem to remember sleeping with you on my birthday and now we have a problem."

"Excuse me I seem to have misheard you. I could have sworn you said 'we have a problem' - there's no 'we' in this Weaselette."

"It takes two you know. I didn't do all of this by myself." She spat.

"What are you going to do about it then?"

"I'm keeping it."

"What!" he stared at her. Was she that stupid? Her family would kill him and so would his come to think of it. He felt a mixture of emotions, he was horrified that she was keeping this thing that was growing inside of her but on the other hand he was relieved in a way. It was part Malfoy and would be heir to the Malfoy fortune.

"I tried to get rid of it, but when I got there I found I couldn't go through with it. It's an innocent life and I couldn't live with myself if I killed it because it's father was a stupid prat who I hated. Look I'm not happy about it either..."

"That still doesn't explain why you look like death."

"You would look like death too if you hadn't slept properly in just over 2 weeks." She snapped back.

"Well that's stupid Weaselette."

"I can't help it, ever since I found out I've been awake all night wondering how the hell I'm going to tell my parents that I got knocked up by a Malfoy of all people."

"Why didn't you take any precautions? You know your family breeds like rabbits. God Weasley I thought you were halfway intelligent as well..."

"I WAS DRUNK! HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO REMEMBER THAT?" She yelled as she went to punch him, only to have her fist caught easily in his hand.

"Right come with me." He grabbed her around the waist and apparated them away all the time thinking 'shit, what have I gotten myself into?'

"As you can tell I was a right prat at that time. You can't really blame me though, Daisy. I had been brought up that way, I was taught from an early age that the Weasley's were muggle-loving filth and that they were beneath us."

Daisy was staring up at him with her chocolate brown eyes wide open as if shocked at what she was hearing. Draco felt a little guilty that he was tormenting her mind with the knowledge that he had hated her mother with a passion back then, but then he remembered that she was only a month old and didn't understand anything that he was saying.

"Come on Daisy, lets get you out of here. You'll catch your death out here and we don't want that do we?"

He needed to get to the next place and get settled before nightfall. He didn't want to apparate like he did last time because it was more difficult when you had to apparate to another country and side along apparation wasn't easy at the best of times. He really didn't want to use muggle transport but he didn't really have any other choice.

XOXOX

2 hours later and he was sitting on a train waiting to leave the station. He didn't mind trains as he had had to travel on one twice a year when travelling to and from Hogwarts, it was just that this particular train was filled with muggles and he despised muggles. Sure he had changed from the way he had been when he was a teenager but some things don't change.

The woman across the aisle was really pissing him off. She reminded him of Pansy Parkinson with the way she kept staring at him as though she hadn't eaten in weeks except she wasn't nearly as pretty as Pansy had been. Her hair was bleached but her greesy roots were showing, her lipstick was a sickly pink and she had some smeared on her teeth.

"Hello there." She smiled, showing off the lipstick stained teeth.

He just nodded as a reply as he picked Daisy out of her pram. Hopefully if this woman saw that he had a baby she'd leave him alone and stop undressing him with her eyes. It was making him uncomfortable.

"Aww, is that little darling yours? What's her name?"

"Yes she's mine. Her name is Daisy." He glared at the woman.

"What a pretty name. So what is such a handsome young man like you doing on his own? Mother not want the kid and dropped her off on you? What kind of a bitch would do a thing like that?"

The anger was boiling up inside of him. How dare she talk about Ginny in that way! He tried to calm himself down before replying with. "Her mother died a month ago."

"Oh I am sorry." She said, not sounding sorry at all. Much like the way he had sounded when he said that when Potter told him that his parents were dead, back that day when he was getting fitted for his Hogwarts robes in Diagon Alley. "Still you are single now. How about we meet up sometime? Anyway here's my stop, I hope to recieve a phone call from you sometime." She shoved a piece of paper onto his lap as she passed him on the way out. It was a number. What the hell was he supposed to do with a number and what the hell was a phone? Stupid woman.

The rest of the journey passed without much happening. He just sat and watched the countryside pass as the train sped towards its destination. It was nearly dark when they arrived and he had to rush to find a hotel. Today was another day and he was going to relive one of the most stupid yet best things he had ever done.

AN: Ok so this wasn't mostly a flashback like I had originally planned, but it does have some Draco and Ginny action at last ;D Now I've started to write the last chapter even though it won't be posted for a while yet. I've planned a happy ending and a sad ending but I don't know which one to use yet. Don't forget to review, I love reviews. Also sorry about the apparation thing, I don't really understand when its apparate or disapparate. lol.

AN2: Next chapter will be the proposal ;)