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.

Chapter 14

"Well? Are you going to explain why you barged into my house?" Ginny demanded to know.

"Just checking up on you, that's all," Harry responded.

"I wasn't asking you Harry. I was asking Ronald Weasley, MY BROTHER," she snapped.

Harry backed away and walked on over to the twin's bedroom.

"So? Please. Explain," she demanded again.

"Same thing Harry said, 'Just checking up on you.' Is that so bad?" he asked sitting down next to Harry. "What was Malfoy doing here anyway? Why is he still pestering you about Honeydukes? I thought you said no to it?"

"Look Ron, no offence but whatever business I have between Draco and myself is between us," she said.

"Wait, hold on. Did you just call him.. Draco?" Ron asked in disgust.

"I mean.. Malfoy. Ron, honestly. I'm appalled. What do you care what I call him?"

"Not that I'm butting in but, why is Malfoy still interested in Honeydukes? You said you wouldn't sell it and he still insists in buying it."

"Ok. You guys, seriously. It's my business. I know I don't trust the little cockroach but still, he may be a good asset to the company. I, well we were, discussing about whether he would like to join the company and be a part of it in a different city or something but then you two came along and we didn't get to finish talking. Thanks a lot," Ginny said in an annoyed tone. "Harry, you look different."

"He had a woman over last night," Ron said quickly.

"REALLY! What does a person have to do to get some privacy around here," Harry said.

"Sorry mate, it slipped," Ron said.

"Details. I want details. Who's the lucky lady?" Ginny said smiling broadly.

Ron interrupted Harry by saying,

"Well, I may not be an expert but the girl has class. By the looks of the wine she has fine taste-"

"I picked it," Harry interrupted.

"Right. So you say, and the dessert was raspberry filled chocolate truffles. Am I right? I did see the box lying on the floor next to your sofa bed. Now, if my sources are correct you sleep in the bedroom not in the living room."

"Well well well mister Potter. Do my ears deceive me or does it seem as though you have a.. hmm.. girlfriend?" Ginny placed her finger on her chin. Ron laughed.

"Really Gin. That's the most cockamamie thing I've heard so far," Harry guffawed.

"What? Harry, you're being a bit too sensitive at the moment. Would you like to lay down on my sofa and talk about it? I'll get a chair and sit beside you. I'll counsel you," she said stifling a laugh.

"You know what? That would be rather entertaining. Sit Harry," Ron laughed.

"Ron, counseling is doctor and patient confidentiality. If you would like to join us and know what's going on in Harry's private life.. we'll make it a group session," Ginny said in a methodical manner.

Annette and Victoria peered out their room and mumbled something to themselves. They began to levitate a puffy cushion the lay atop of Harry's lap.

The three of them looked back. Ginny shot them a murderous look.

"Ginny...since when can Annette and Victoria do that," Ron said pointing at the cushion that was now on the floor, "without a wand?"

"I.. I don't know how that's even possible. I know they're magical children because their fa–Never you mind."

"GIN! TELL US WHO THEIR FATHER IS. AT LEAST A LITTLE HINT," Ron whined.

"Well," Ginny started as Ron sat there attentively and Harry clenching his fists, "for starters he's from the male species."

"GINNY!" Ron pounced on Ginny and began tickling her until tears poured out of her dark brown eyes.

Victoria walked into the room wearing a Falcons t-shirt that once belonged to Ginny when she was 13. Ron pointed at it but Ginny shot him a look that could kill. She crawled onto Ginny's lap and cupped her little hands onto her mother's ear and said:

"Daddy wants to talk to you."

"WHAT!" Ginny exclaimed a bit too loud.

"He's in my room," she whispered even more quietly.

Ginny picked Victoria up and held her against her hip and excused herself, closing the door behind her.

Draco was sitting on Annette's bed. contemplating the look Ginny was giving him.

"You don't appreciate my presence, do you?" he asked her slowly.

"It's.. it's not that. It's just that Ron and Harry are here and well... only Harry knows about our secret and I don't want to start a big scandal just yet.. And well, I do appreciate your presence but it's still a bit awkward and new to me..." Ginny trailed off mumbling.

"Does it make you feel uncomfortable?" he asked looking straight into her eyes.

Ginny looked away and placed her gaze on her daughters. They looking at her and then at Draco as if expecting for each other's apologies, exchanged hugs and kisses and BATTA BOOM! They're back together. But that's not the way it works. It's not a fairy tale or a work of their imagination–it's real life.

"Draco. Look. I saw you at least a month or two ago. It's been that long and it feels as if only a week has passed."

"What's your point?"

"Now Mrs. Lupin, PUSH! PUSH!" the nurse said repeatedly.

"I can't! Oh gods... AHHHHH!" Tonks shrieked.

Lupin stood outside his wife's room. Mrs. Weasley was inside with Tonks coaching her throughout the way. Mr. Weasley stood in front of Lupin who told him about every birth his wife had. All 7 births were a blessing. Lupin stood there shaking from the top of his head to the tip of his toes.

"I can't believe how fast time passed us by," Lupin said slowly, still shocked at the fact that any minute he would be congratulated for the birth of his child.

Mrs. Weasley walked outside wide eyed with the biggest smile from ear to ear.

"Remus, I am pleased to say that you have a perfectly healthy..err..child," she said.

Lupin hesitated and looked at Mr & Mrs. Weasley. A nurse opened the door and said,

"Mr. Lupin. Would you like to see your wife and baby?"

"Molly. Arthur," he nodded.

He walked to the door and the nursed closed it behind them. Mr and Mrs. Weasley watched through the little window on the door and sighed at the sight of the couple and their newborn. Lupin's face glowed with delight despite the tears of happiness running down his face. The curse he'd been living his whole life had aged him 10 years older than his real age.

Sprinkles of white hair had appeared on his dark brown hair and on his mustache. Spider web wrinkles were now visible on the edges of his eyes and his weight seemed to decreased severely every time the full moon would come out.

His worries of a half breed wolf were now adding more white hair on his head and on his werewolf coat.

Another Mediwitch walked past the Weasley's and into the room Tonks was in. She carried a small piece of parchment with her.

The Mediwitch that was with Tonks walked outside and welcome Mr and Mrs. Weasley into the room to share their joy with couple.

"So? Is the baby.. Human?" Mr. Weasley whispered.

"Unfortunately.. He... is half werewolf," Tonks spoke softly, "And half metamorphmagus because of me."

"It's a he? How wonderful. Have you named him?" Mr. Weasley asked setting himself down on a chair.

Tonks and Lupin looked at each other.

"Well.. We've uh... decided not to use any of the names we had chosen. We've decided to name him... Floyd," Lupin said.

"Floyd... Floyd.. That has a nice touch. Floyd Lupin."

"When do you think he'll start transforming into a werewolf?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"We're not sure yet. We've had a Mediwizard take out pregnancy to his grave.. Especially because of his animalistic form."

"Oh.." Molly whined.

"What is it?" Tonks asked.

"I was hoping Severus had found a cure for it," she said.

The room stood silent for a while until the door opened.

"TONKS!" Ginny whispered loudly.

Annette and Victoria ran into the room and hugged Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's legs as well as Lupin's.

"Ginny. Why didn't you tell me you were going to stop by?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "Have you eaten? Have the girls eaten? Are you going to work? How did you find out about the baby?"

"Mother. One question at a time after I answer please," Ginny said smiling and cooing at the baby.

"She has a point Molly," Lupin laughed.

"Well mother if you must know. Question one. I did owl you early this morning and Hermione said you were going to be here at St. Mungo's. Question two. Yes, I have eaten same goes for question three. We stopped by the Three Broomsticks for some burgers and fries. Question four. Yes, I'm going to work later tonight. I have the night duty with Seamus and Erin then we have to work on the whole Pansy Parkinson Malfoy thing. Question four. Hermione told me as well as Lupin," she took a deep breath and sighed.

Everyone looked at each other and Mr. Weasley cleared his throat.

"Molly, I think it's time for us to leave now. I was hoping we could go into Diagon Alley," he said softly. He noticed Tonks and the baby were finally asleep.

Lupin pulled himself together and walked over to Mr. Weasley and shook his hand.

"Thank you for coming Arthur, Molly," he nodded.

"Take care of yourself Remus. Come down to the Burrow if you like. Bill and Charlie are going to be there this week. Have dinner and enjoy a good day," Mrs. Weasley said.

"That would be great. Thank you," he said.

They all looked back. Ginny said her goodbyes and left the girls with Mr and Mrs. Weasley.

Ginny arrived at 5am the following day. And to her surprise Draco was sitting on the edge of her bed half asleep.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him.

"I came to look for you and you weren't here. I have something important to tell you."

"Okay... go on," she said sitting down on the floor leaning against the wall.

"Well so happens that a certain father figure of mine has taken a liking on my mother. And so happens as well that," he stopped for a moment and sighed, "my father isn't dead."

Ginny swallowed hard and blinked a couple times.

"Uh.. Umm.. Wha..why are you telling me this?" she asked scratching her forearm.

"Well.. I came to realize that at one point in my life.. YOU were my best friend," he confessed.

Ginny stood quiet.

"A..about your father. Ho..how did you find out about that?"

"I'm not going to lie to you. I took a stroll down the Ministry of Magic and overheard a certain Weasley speaking about my father as if he were still alive. So I put the pieces of this puzzle in order. I would've know if my father were to be dead. We have a bond. Aside from the fact that .. He's the man I'm truly afraid of besides myself.. I know he's not dead. And my mother just needs a companion and so happens Snape came along to console my mother in her time of need."

Ginny took in what he had just said.

"Well. Is that it? I really need to get some shut eye," she said yawning.

"Ginny, I really need to talk to someone," he whined.

"If you're not going to go on rambling about something that makes NO sense to me whatsoever then.. Please, go home and sleep. Sleeeeepppp," she mumbled.

"It's about Pansy," he blurted out.

Ginny's eyes shot up to meet his cold ones.

Sorry that this is really really really really really short and has taken forever. I know I'm full of excuses but I have a laptop and well.. Laptops need to charge, right? Well... my charger broke like 2 weeks ago and I haven't called in for a replacement so I haven't been able to write my story.

I promise the next chapter will be very very very long and I still don't know when that will be. Look for it sometime in.. The second week of May... maybe? bites lip

Thank you for putting up with my tardiness.

You all are great readers. Thanks for the comments.

-Ashly.