DISCLAIMER: If you recognize any of the characters it clearly shows they aren't mine. If they were mine I'd be swimming in a pool of gold.. But since I can't swim I'm neither swimming in a pool of gold or water. It all belongs to the great J.K. Rowling.
Sorry .. i know this took me a while to post up. A long while but there's just soo much shit going on. I hope you like the story so far.
Chapter 6
Harry remained calm so as not to create another horrid episode with Ginny. Although Draco was being his rude usual self, Harry kept his cool.
"So, are we ready to begin? Mr. Malfoy?" asked the balding wizard.
Draco nodded not taking his eyes off of Harry.
"So, Ms. Weasley, how long have you had Honeydukes as your business?" asked the bald wizard.
"Nearly two years," Ginny said.
"I see. Now, according to the charts business is doing great but Mr. Malfoy here believes he can increase it by 75. Now, Ms. Weasley, are you willing to give or rather, sell, Honeydukes to Mr. Malfoy?" the bald wizard asked.
"No," Ginny said without thinking about it.
Draco looked at her but Ginny looked away.
"My notes here say that Mr. Potter, a previous professional Quidditch player, is your business partner. Is that correct?"
"Yes it is," Ginny said smiling at Harry.
"Now, if you can please think over the offer Mr. Malfoy is presenting. He'll buy Honeydukes from you for 250 thousand galleons. You can..take a vacation here with Mr. Potter or your family-"
"We're not dating or are married if that's what you're thinking," Ginny said.
Draco's eyebrows raised.
"And I don't accept that offer. As good as it sounds I own Honeydukes and plan to pass it down to my children in the later future," she said.
"I'm sure you need the money, Ginevra," Draco said lazily. That infamous smirk formed on his perfectly shaped face.
Ginny didn't say anything or bother to look at him.
"Now, Ms. Weasley, once again, are you positive that you won't accept Mr. Malfoy's proposal?" the bald wizard asked again.
"YES! For the billionth time, I-DO-NOT-ACCEPT-MR.MALFOY'S-OFFER!" Ginny screeched.
"Temper, Weasley," Draco drawled.
"Now, can I please go? I would like to stay and chat but.. I have more important things to attend. I have a ve-" Ginny was cut off by Tenner opening the door.
"May we help you?" the bald wizard asked pushing his glasses up to his face.
"Mm.. Ms. Weasley.. Your mother is here with your kids," he stammered.
"Oh. Thank you Tenner," Ginny said stiffly.
'Oh shit. This isn't good. Not good at all. This can't be happening. Why did mother have to come all the way down to the Ministry with the girls. I thought Mrs. Malfoy had them? Oh dear,' Ginny thought to herself.
"Uh, excuse me," she said turning a slight shade of pink.
"Kids?" Draco mumbled under his breath slightly amused.
"Harry. Are you coming?" Ginny asked picking up her things.
Draco nodded. They walked to the door which Tenner was still holding and walked out.
"Mother! What are you doing here?" Ginny said through gritted teeth.
"I was looking for you dear. They shot right out of the fireplace to my surprise. I was just walking into the living room to wake your father up.. And poof the little ones shot right out," Mrs. Weasley said holding onto the back of the twins jumpers.
Draco slightly opened to door to take a peek at Ginny's company.
'Platinum blond. Pale white. Sparkling grey eyes... odd. She picked a rather good looking man to give her children,' Draco thought to himself. He closed the door and sat back down on the chair.
"Mum. Can you please go home? I can't have Annette and Victoria here. I have a lot of work to do. Harry, would you mind going with my mother?" Ginny said trying to keep her temper down.
"Mrs. Weasley?" he said taking Annette in his arms.
"Oh dear. Fine. I'll see you at the Burrow today?" Mrs. Weasley asked with a slight hint of hope in her voice and bitterness.
"I'll try. If not, Harry, can you take the girls to my place? I'll owl you. Ok?" she said.
"Sure Gin. Anything," Harry said smiling.
Ginny watched her girls, Mrs. Weasley and Harry leave. She stood there and a voice said,
"Nice to see you've kept yourself busy there, Red," said the cold voice of Draco.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Ginny said not bothering to face Draco. This was just too bizarre.
"Well, those are your daughters, are they? What man would be interested in a ugly Weasel like you?" he said. He regret saying that..deep deep deep down inside.
"If you must know, Malfoy," she said finally turning around to face him, "Someone was. And got two beautiful daughters out of it. Shame that he didn't stick around."
"Hmm.. I wonder why. Found out you are a blood traitor, perhaps?" he said twirling a quill.
"No. Actually, he ran off with someone else. Worse than me, I guess you can say," she said with a smirk.
"Hmm.. I'm not much interested in what you've been up to or on your current family life but, how old are they? Your daughters that is? Twins I assume?"
"Four years old. Going on five," she said. "Anything else?"
"No," was all he said before strutting his arse out of the floor.
Ginny watched him leave and clumsily walked to her office. Seamus was sitting there on his desk signing some papers.
"Ginny," he said nodding towards her.
"Seamus. Oh.. I was meaning to ask you. Do you have the reports on Johnson?" she asked.
"Johnson.. Johnson. Name sounds familiar.." he said biting on his quill.
"Gery Johnson. Broke into the Cho residence about two nights ago? Remember? Found to be a supporter of You-Know-Who?" Ginny said in annoyance.
"Oh.. OH! Right right. Well, Hermione and Ron were given the case. So we have to venture off in another escapade," Seamus said leaning back on his chair.
"Hmm.. That's strange. Are they here?" she asked.
"Only Hermione. I think she's in a meeting with the Minister. I don't have a clue," he said going back to his work.
"Ok. Wow.. I have ten memos. Have you read either of them?" she asked picking one up and unfolding it.
"Two. It flew over to me and then to your desk. It was for the both of us," he said looking up at Ginny and admiring her curves.
"Would you mind NOT staring at me?" Ginny said after a few minutes while rummaging through her desk and not bothering to look at him.
"I'm not staring," Seamus said looking at Ginny and then down at his papers.
The day dragged on slowly. Ginny kept thinking about everything Draco had said.
"Ginny, can I ask you something?" Seamus asked Ginny after a quarter past 7pm.
"Yes Seamus," Ginny said sounding a bit bitter.
"Would you like to go to eat something right now? I'm really hungry and I'm tired.. This is just too much work," he said in one rushed sentence.
"Sorry. I have work to do. I want to finish all this before the weekend. I have to pick up Annette and Victoria at my mum's and just more other stuff," she said picking up a battered up parcel.
"Oh. Well, in that case, want me to bring you something? Some butterbeer might help you a bit. It's awfully chilly outside," he said.
Ginny sighed. "If it'll make you happy, feel free," she said.
Seamus eyed her curiously for a while as she opened up another parcel. Hesitating a bit he finally got the courage and walked out the office.
"Seamus, is something wrong with Ginny?" a scrawny looking witch asked Seamus.
"I guess," he said, "she looks a bit dazed. I don't know. Maybe something happened at that meeting."
"Well, the rich young man, Mr. Malfoy was at that meeting. Maybe he said something to her. Everyone knows he's all about Purebloods and the lot. And her family are blood traitors," she said in a hushed voice.
"That's odd," he said.
"I think, I may not be so sure, that the rumors are true. My boy, he use to go to Hogwarts the same year as you, a Ravenclaw, said to me on a summer holiday that he saw the Malfoy boy and Ms. Ginny sneaking off into the Forbidden Forest," she said even more softer.
"No no no no no. That's impossible. What would a Malfoy be doing with a Weasley?" Seamus asked himself.
"I don't know. But if the rumors are true then maybe the tension from their years in school are haunting them now that he appeared," she said.
"Well, I don't know. But if you hear anything.. Will you please tell me?" he asked.
"Yes yes. Anything for you," the witch said.
"Well, I'll see you in a bit Trudy," he said tipping his hat down.
"Arthur, Ginny seemed a bit.. distressed at the Ministry," Mrs. Weasley said at the dinner table that evening.
"It's the Ministry Molly dear. Ginny is an Auror and that's tough work," he said picking his fork at the empty plate.
"It is Mrs. Weasley," Harry said nodding at Mr. Weasley. He couldn't believe he had just covered up her secret. Oh, how he wished he could just say, "SURPRISE!"
"But Arthur," she said pressing on the subject yet again about the twins parentage.
"But Molly," Mr. Weasley said mocking her, "You should keep your nose pressed on not having the chicken go up in flames," he said pointing his fork at the burnt chicken.
"OH! FOR HEAVENS SAKE!" she shrieked while pointing her wand at the chicken.
Harry chuckled.
"Now, will you please drop the subject and move on to something much more important?" he asked his wife.
Mrs. Weasley sneered.
"Mr. Weasley, I was wondering. Have you any news on the Cho attack?" Harry asked.
"Well," Mr. Weasley said rubbing his eyes and taking his glasses off to wipe them, "I'm not one to get into other people's business but what the Ministry is saying is that the Johnson fellow has been found somewhere West of Surrey. Now, it may just be a cover up but they're saying that someone else is in on this. Apparently Ron and Hermione were given the case. There isn't much to do--"
The door opened and Ginny walked in with Hermione laughing.
"Evening Mum. Dad. Harry," Ginny said nodding to the three of them.
"Hello Mrs. Weasley. Mr. Weasley here's your evening edition. 'Ullo Harry. Ron wants to speak to you outside," Hermione said taking her coat off.
"Ahh.. Yes yes. Thank you Hermione," Mr. Weasley said taking the Muggle evening paper.
Ginny eyed her mother. Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes.
"Arthur, put that away. Dinner is almost ready. The girls are upstairs you two," Mrs. Weasley said smiling.
Mr. Weasley rolled up the paper and stuffed it inside his back pocket.
Ginny walked upstairs to her old bedroom along with Hermione. Annette and Victoria were peacefully sleeping. Samantha was kicking her little feet up in the air and cooing.
"Wow, I can't believe Samantha is getting so big," Ginny said shaking Victoria.
"I know. She'll be a year old next March," Hermione said admiring her daughter.
The twins finally woke up and groggily walked over to their mother.
"Had a nice nap?" Ginny asked her daughters.
They nodded while yawning. They all walked downstairs for dinner to be greeted by Fred and George and a very beautiful young woman. She looked oddly familiar.
"Mrs. Weasley, Samantha has a rash across her chest. Did you see it this morning?" Hermione asked Mrs. Weasley.
"No no. Not at all Hermione. And call me mother! For the last time," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Fred. George. How was work?" Ginny asked sitting down at the table in between her daughters.
"Well, those chocolate covered cockroaches," Fred started.
"Ran off down the street," George said.
"Scared off old Misses Lumen Dei," Fred said.
"And landed on the baker, Mr. Robin's wedding cake for Penelope Clearwater," George said.
"Penelope? Isn't that Percy's..." Ginny said.
"She's marrying off Davies," Ron said chewing on a piece of bread.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" Hermione asked the girl that was with the twins.
"OH. I'm sorry," Fred said.
"This is," George said.
"Emilia Corner," Fred said.
The young woman smiled.
"Corner.. Corner. Would you happen to be related to Michael Corner?" Ginny asked.
"Yes. You're Ginny aren't you?" Emilia asked curiously.
"Yeah. Are you older than Michael?" Ginny asked.
"Oh.. Oh no. I'm younger. Two years younger. I ended up leaving Hogwarts when the war started so no one really knew me as Michael Corner's little sister," Emilia said. "I'm only 18. Almost 19."
"How do you know Fred and George?" Ron asked.
"I applied at their shop. I'm in need of a job. I just finished school at Hogwarts. I went back," she said. "I was hoping on staying someplace for a while. Is it ok, Mr. & Mrs. Weasley if I stay here for a few days? I just need to get situated to the environment. I'll be gone by next week."
"OH. No no.. please. Make yourself at home. Don't mind Arthur and his muggle fascination," Mrs. Weasley pointed out.
"I lived with some muggles during the war. Intriguing people. I learned loads," Emilia said in awe.
"Really?" he said getting up and holding out his arm to Emilia. "Let's talk."
Mrs. Weasley huffed and glared at her husbands back.
"Well, since them two are gone. Let's have dinner, shall we?" Mrs. Weasley said. "Wait, where's Harry?"
"He's outside looking for some fairies in the garden," Ron said.
"Oh. Well, Ron dear, can you please tell him to come in?" Mrs. Weasley said turning around to finish preparing the unkempt salad.
Harry walked back inside followed by Ron. Harry sat next to Ginny and said,
"Did you have a nice chat with Prince Charming?"
"Here we go again. STAY OUT OF IT HARRY!" Ginny whispered through clenched teeth.