Disclaimer: Sorry, I keep forgetting to do these! This is for Chapter three and this chapter. I do not own any of the characters except for the children, I made them up. The story is also mine. The twins' names, Sirius and Albus, are not mine, either. All that is not mine belongs to the great J.K. Rowling.

Chapter Four

And so, Ginny told her nieces and nephews about the Triwizard Tournament. She often had to stop and make her sentences simpler. She wasn't used to talking around kids. Telling them that story brought back memories. To her great relief, most of the memories were happy, not painful. The ones that did hurt were the ones about Sirius, Dumbledore, and Harry. The children really seemed to enjoy the story and she was glad that they were finally learning about their parent and their friends.

When she had finished, Jessica said, "Aunt Ginny? Are you okay?"

Ginny realized that she had been crying. She reassured the children that she was fine and told them to get into bed. She said good night, promising to send their parents up to tuck them in.

She made her way downstairs and went into the kitchen to get her brother and Hermione. When she found that they weren't there, she proceeded into the living room and found them sitting together on the sofa. They were holding hands and Hermione was resting her head on Ron's chest. They looked so peaceful that Ginny didn't want to disturb them. She tried to back out of the room without making a lot of noise, but they had already realized her presence.

"It's okay, Ginny. Do the kids want us to come up and say goodnight?" Hermione lifted her head from Ron's chest.

"Yeah. Sorry to bother you." She really did feel bad.

"Oh, it's no big deal." Hermione heaved herself to her feet and strode past Ginny and out of the living room. Ginny looked apprehensively at Ron, expecting him to start yelling at her again. Instead, he came over and gave her a big bear hug.

Ginny was surprised. "Was that of your own accord or did Hermione tell you to do that?" She smiled at him

"A little bit of both. Gin, even though we are angry at you, we still love you." And with that, he went upstairs to say goodnight to his children. Ginny was presently surprised. She had not only come on this visit to meet her nieces and nephews, but to also bridge the gap between her and the rest of her family. She just hoped the Ron realized that.

She sat down on the couch, lost in her own thoughts. She sat there until Hermione came down to tell her that she and Ron were going to bed. Ginny nodded, saying that she would go up to bed soon, too. She did really mean to go upstairs soon, but she got lost in her thoughts. She was just thinking of how nice it would be when her family was not mad at her anymore. That led her to the wedding, because she wanted them all to be at her wedding. Then the thoughts that were brand new to her came streaming in. She had only thought her wedding. Not her and Draco's. Did that mean that she still wasn't sure if she wanted to marry him? She had always known that they would get married at some point after they had run off together. She had never really thought about the actual wedding until now. It had always seemed like a thing that was faraway and would never happen, at least not to her.

She was torn from her thoughts when she heard the door open and slam shut. It had to be Harry, everyone else was in bed. She was going to go and apologize to him, but he came to her, himself. He walked into the living room, obviously not expecting her to be there. He saw her, looked surprised, then said, "Oh, hey Ginny. Sorry to disturb you. Um, I'm just gonna go to bed. I'll see ya tomorrow."

"Uh, yeah. See ya," Ginny stammered after him. He was walking up the stairs, this was her chance! Too late. He closed the door to the bathroom and she was left to her musings.

She had expected to hear coolness in his voice, but there was none. He had just been far away. Maybe even a little disappointed. Well, she thought to herself, he has a right to be disappointed in me, I guess. But, then again, he had a right to be cool to her, too. Yet, he just was disappointed, faraway, and maybe even a little… was that fear in his voice? Was he scared of her? She guessed that he probably had a right to feel that, too. She had "scarred" him, in the words of her brother. Ron had made it pretty clear that Harry had never gotten over what she had done to him. What had she done to him? She had broken his heart, that's what she had done. She had left him after they had promised each other that, after the war, they would be together.

This got her to thinking about why she had left him. The obvious answer seemed to be that she had loved Draco more, but when she tried to reason that way with her conscience, she did not truly mean it. Her heart was not in what she said when she said that she loved Draco. Did that mean that she didn't love him? If she didn't love him, then why had she gone with him just to hurt Harry and get hostility from her family? Pity. She pitied Draco. She had felt so sorry for him when he had broken down and told her how he felt. She remembered perfectly, the night that they were both imprisoned by Voldemort. She, as bait for Harry, Hermione, and her family. Him as punishment for trying to run away. He had told her how he had never wanted to be a death eater. How he had tried to escape when he saw that the good side was the side to be on. How he wanted to get away from the Wizarding World and escape all the bad memories that were there; the memory of his own father trying to kill him, the memories of all he had done and participated in… it was just too much for him. She had believed him fully because of the way he said it. When he told her that he loved her, it was too much for her to bear. She told him that she had Harry, but he had said that he would get her, and he had, right?

She was aroused from her thoughts when Harry walked into the room in his boxers and a T-shirt. Ginny blushed and looked away. "Sorry," she said, "I didn't know that you were coming back down."

He looked at her, confused. "Why wouldn't I come down? This is where I'm going to sleep while you're here. Didn't Ron or Hermione tell you?"

She shook her head, no. Nobody had told her were she would be sleeping. She had assumed that it would be in the guest room, but when she had realized that was where Harry must sleep, she had just assumed that the bed that was made up in the living room was for her. "I thought that I would be sleeping down here," she explained this to him.

"Why would we make our guest sleep down here in the cold? Nobody told me, either, but I have enough sense to know that you're sleeping in my room while I sleep down here. I cleaned it up and remade the bed. It's a really nice bed. Your stuff is up there. The bathroom is at the very end of the hall, the same hall that your bedroom is in." He smiled at her, sadly. She hadn't remembered how that smile made her feel, with those piercing, green eyes looking into yours… It still made her go weak at the knees.

She realized that he was waiting for her to do something. He probably wanted her to leave so that he could go to bed. "Sorry, for putting you out of your room. I didn't know…," she trailed off, realized that she was making a fool of herself, and got up. "Goodnight, Harry." She tried to put as much meaning into that statement as she could. Than, she went up the stairs, this time preparing herself for the way that the hall got bigger with the rooms on either side of it. It still unnerved her. She walked into Harry's room. It was very nice looking. It was neat and there was a rather large bed sort of to the left side as you walked in. There was also a desk with lots of papers on it. Ginny could tell that it was usually very messy, but Harry had cleaned it up, hastily.

Ginny got her toiletries from her bag and went down the hallway and into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. She got ready for bed and went back into her room. She changed into her pajamas and got into the bed, brushing her long, red hair.

After she brushed her hair, she tried to read, but discovered that she was quite tired. She turned off all the lights in the room and got back under the covers. She had not realized that she was so tired. She fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.

When Ginny woke up the next morning and looked at her watch, it was to find that it was already 8:07 am. Ginny sat up in bed, groaned because the light that steamed in the many windows blinded her, and slid her feet out of bed. She had expected the floor to be cold, like it was at home, but, to her surprise and great delight, she found that the floor was warm. Ginny smiled to herself. Ron and Hermione were obviously doing very well, financially.

She went into the bathroom, took a shower, brushed her teeth, got dressed, and dried her hair. When she was finished, she went downstairs just in time to say goodbye to the children as Ron was getting ready to take them to school.

Ron smiled at her and told her to help herself to breakfast and that Hermione was in the living room, she was staying home because she needed to rest. He told her that they would see her that night and left with the kids.

Ginny went into the kitchen, helped herself to the rest of the porridge, and poured herself a glass of orange juice. Then, she took her breakfast into the living room and found Hermione sitting on the couch, as if she was expecting Ginny. She looked up and asked, "Are they all gone?"

Ginny nodded, yes.

Hermione heaved a sigh of relief and gestured for Ginny to join her on the couch. Then, she pulled her self into a sitting position, much like the way they would have sat at Hogwarts, together on a comfy couch in the Gryffindor common room. She looked at Ginny very solemnly and said, "Gin, we need to talk."

Okay, gang! Here's chapter four! I'm so sorry that it took so long, but I did give you fair warning. I had exams all last week! But, I have eleven reviews! Hehehe! We're in the double digits! Yay! So, in order to get more reviews, I have some questions and I would greatly appreciate them answered… through reviews! I know, I'm a genius! So, here are some questions:

What jobs should Ron, Hermione, and Ginny have? Harry is, obviously, an Auror. Should Ron be an Auror, too? I want him to work at the ministry. Should Hermione work there, too? I don't really know of any other jobs in the Wizarding World… And what should Ginny do? Remember, it is not magical and does not involve young kids.

What do you think of the kids? I always imagined Ron and Hermione having a lot of kids… but, did I over do it? I had to make them young because I didn't want Harry and Ginny to be too old…

Should Ron, Hermione, and their kids have a pet?

What do you think of it so far? Seriously? I want to know!

So… hope you enjoyed it! Please keep reading and reviewing! It won't be as long next time! I promise!