Okay! I've done it! two in one day! Victory is mine! Mwahahahahahahahaha! Did ya'll know that somewhere in the world (I have no clue as to were though) that the loser sign (Ya'll know it! Pointer finger and thumb! Yeah I thought you did! Ha! You see I'm good) Is a sign for victory! Isn't that weird? Well anyway... Enjoy my second chappie for the morning.

Disclaimer: Why can't I have him? Think J.K. would take a penny and some pocket lint for him?

Things went back to normal. Ginny Had been working for almost two weeks before things went wrong. Ginny was cleaning Draco's room when he came in looking unwell.

"Ginny, my mum wishes to see you. Come with me." Ginny stood and brushed off her pants. She followed Draco to his mother's study. She knew something was wrong when she saw Lucius Malfoy standing behind Narcissa. They both looked up when she entered the room. The looked unhappy.

"Mr. Malfoy. Mrs. Malfoy." Ginny greeted as she curtsied quickly.

"Ginny, we don't have good news." Narcissa said unhappily.

"What's wrong?" Ginny asked cautiously.

"It's about your nephew."

"What happened?" Ginny asked quickly. Her eyes had grown wide with worry.

"Your mother has written us to inform you that your nephew, Alex, has been put in intensive care at Saint Mungo's. He isn't doing well." Narcissa said gently. Ginny's eyes began to water and she felt faint. She started to fall when she was caught by strong arms and set down on a chair. She was shaking.

"I… I have … to see…" Ginny trailed off as she put a hand on her forehead.

"Go, go see him." Narcissa said gently. Ginny stood up slowly and left the room. Her head was in a daze and she didn't even realize that Draco was right beside her guiding her to her room until she felt his gentle arms guiding her. When they got there he lead her over to her bed and had her sit down. He went to her wardrobe and got her cloak and scarf. He handed them to her and she put them on. He summoned his own cloak and then helped her up. Ginny now had tears streaming down her face. They walked over to her fireplace and flooed to the hospital. Down the hall they could see Ron holding a sobbing Hermione, Fred and George with their own wives, Molly holding Christopher, and a doctor explaining something. Draco walked with Ginny down to them. They soon realized that they were standing in front of the infant ICU. Ginny started sobbing and held onto Draco. He held her back looking very solemn.

"He's fighting, and that's a good sign. He's trying to hold onto life. We are doing all that we can." The doctor said before he left.

"He just kept getting sicker and sicker." Hermione sobbed.

"The doctor kept saying he would be fine." Ron said with anger in his voice. Just then Harry came walking down the hall.

"I came as soon as I could. Kendall is going to leave the twins with her mum and come too." Harry said quietly. He looked scared too.

"Thanks Harry." Ron replied. Silent tears were running down his face. Draco just took all of this in. He looked through the plate glass window at the small redheaded infant. He was so small and frail. And he looked very upset. It looked as he it wanted out and into his mother's arms. He wondered if Granger, Weasley now, was allowed to be with him. Most likely not. The baby gave a lazy yawn and looked at his family. He noticed the baby had blue eyes. He looked exactly like the Weasel.

"Poor thing." He could hear Ginny sob. They stayed there the whole night. Alex stayed the same and the doctors weren't sure if that was a good sign or not. They finally let Hermione in to hold and eventually breast feed him. Ginny couldn't think straight anymore. She was so tired and grief-stricken that she could barley hold up her head. She finally gave up and rested her head on Draco's shoulder and fell asleep. Draco had been watching her and felt horrible. He felt a sudden wave of… something. He couldn't place it. All he knew was if he had his way Ginny would never cry again.

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