Harry didn't sleep much after talking to Draco. What Draco had told him was a lot to take in, and one second he was worrying about what would happen to Draco now that he had nowhere to live, the other he was wondering what it would be like to live with him and help him raise the baby. He had let his mind wander off, fantasising about an impossible future, and it had kept him awake for most of the night.

There is no point trying to hide it though, because he was tossing and turning all night, and there is no way Ginny could have not noticed it. In fact, she had woken up a dozen times because of it.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asks, after they have both gotten ready to go have breakfast with Ron and Hermione. "Did you sleep at all?"

"Not really."

"What's wrong?" Ginny asks, and Harry half-expects it to be a trap, but she seems genuinely concerned.

"I kept thinking about everything that's going to change," Harry tries to explain, but how can he explain that he was thinking about Draco? About their sons getting married - about them getting the chance that deep down he wishes he and Draco would have gotten. Not that he would have changed things, as his children mean the world to him, of course. But part of him is jealous of them, and he can't help but wonder what his life would have looked like if he and Draco had given each other a chance back then. Not even in a romantic sense, but what if Draco had been in his life as a friend? Where would they be now?

Ginny misunderstands, and she thinks he is thinking about everything that is going to change after the wedding, once they tell everyone about the divorce and it all becomes real.

Her kind and concerned demeanor changes and she becomes defensive as she tells him, "You wanted this, Harry. You wanted us to get a divorce. Not me. I didn't want any of this!"

"I wanted this?" Harry snaps. "You know that I didn't want this either, but we had no choice, Ginny. This marriage was over a long time ago."

"Because you didn't want to fight for it!" Ginny snaps back, raising her voice. They have had this fight so many times before, and not once did it lead anywhere, yet they can't seem to stop themselves from going through it all over again.

"I didn't want to fight for it? Are you serious right now? I gave up everything for you so you could have your dream job, and I…"

"Gave up everything? You gave up what, Harry?" Ginny dares him. "We were a family. We both made sacrifices. For our family."

"Did we?"

"Don't you dare! We were a family, and you…"

"No, Ginny, you messed that up!" Harry shouts at her, and he storms out of the cabin before he says something he will truly regret.

Part of him regrets raising his voice at her, but he still feels like she is blaming him for the divorce - for, as she calls it, their family falling apart. When all this started when she messed up and turned her back on her family.

He's not sure if he's ready to face Ron and Hermione right now, so he decides to head to the main building by taking the long way around - hoping to walk off his anger and frustrations and to feel better by the time he has to face his friends.

It's still early, and there's a peaceful silence - the only sound is that of the fresh snow crunching beneath Harry's feet. He thinks most of their friends and family must still be asleep or at breakfast, but when he walks past Albus and Scorpius' cabin, he spots them sitting on the porch, curled up together on the swinging seat. Their pup snoring next to them.

Harry doesn't want to bother them, as they are looking so happy and blissful, so he tries to be as quiet as possible. The boys still see him though, and when they call out for him, he knows he has no choice but to go and talk to them. He doesn't want them to see that he is still upset after the fight with Ginny, so he forces himself to smile, hoping that they won't see right through it, as he doesn't have much energy to put into trying.

"'morning." Albus smiles. "You look…"

Scorpius elbows him in the ribs to keep him quiet, and Harry can't help but laugh, because he knows how awful he looks.

"Is everything okay?" his son continues. "How's the cabin? It's beautiful here, isn't it?"

"It is." Harry agrees. He can see how happy the boys are, and how this truly is everything they wanted from their Winter Wonderland Wedding, and the days around it. To get away from the real world and spend time with their family here in the snow.

They are still in the handmade pyjamas Luna gave them as a present, which are covered in snowflakes and wedding rings, which she specially made for the occasion - their feet covered in stripy Christmas socks. The little pup is wearing a matching striped jacket. The sight is so cosy and so sweet, and they look so happy, that Harry feels like he is about to burst into tears. Partially because he's so happy for his son that he has found this kind of love, when it is far from easy to find. Partially because he remembers how he and Ginny had once been like this, and now they can't seem to be able to be in a room for longer than five minutes together without fighting with each other.

When everything had come crashing down last year, Harry had started looking back at their relationship. Sure, they had little arguments here and there over the years, but there were never any big fights. They were always a happy little family, and everything was good. Or so he had told himself all those years.

In reality Ginny knew exactly what she wanted and she was willing to put in the work to get it. She had to, or she wouldn't have been as successful in her career as she is. Harry, however, had had dreams, but he had thrown those dreams out when they got the chance to move to further Ginny's career. He wasn't willing to fight for it, as Ginny would have done. He had fallen into writing, and he seemed to be good enough at it, as his novels sold well, but was it his dream? Far from it.

Ginny had laughed off his dreams though, so he hadn't mentioned them again, nor had he ever done anything to achieve them. It was simply never mentioned again, and he had adapted his dreams for his family. He had done the same when they disagreed about having more children. After having Lily, Harry wanted to have more children. It was a dream of his to have a big family, but Ginny wanted to focus on her work instead, so he hadn't pushed on the issue. Again, he had adapted, and he hadn't mentioned it again.

It wasn't Ginny's fault - after all, she was the one who spoke her mind and who spoke out about what it was that she wanted or what she didn't want. Harry was the one who kept his true feelings from her, so how could she have known? He should have told her his true feelings, even if he had a different opinion on things than she did, and not doing so to keep the peace had only made them grow apart. Although Harry hadn't seen that while they were still together, as he kept telling himself that they were a happy family who had everything they could have ever wished for, and he only realised after they split that he had held these things against her - even if he was the one who had never said anything.

"You did a great job planning this whole thing. You picked the perfect place to get married." Harry smiles, and he can see how much it means to Albus to hear him say this. He doesn't want to interrupt their quiet little moment together though, so he gives a little wave, ready to head off again. "I'll see you later."

"Hey, dad?" Albus asks when Harry is about to walk off. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I just need a coffee." Harry reassures him, and this time he heads off before he can ask again. He's still not ready to face Ron and Hermione, as they can usually tell when he's lying, and they will surely be wondering where Ginny is, but he knows that he has no choice.

When he enters the main building, it's not his best friends he has to face though. It's Draco, who has just come in to have breakfast as well.

"About last night…," Draco immediately says, not bothering with polite hellos.

"I won't tell anyone what you told me," Harry reassures him. That warm feeling coursing through his body when he sees the blush appearing on the other man's face.

"I was actually going to thank you. I know you didn't have to listen to all that," Draco sighs, looking as ashamed as he had last night. "But thank you."

There are dozens of things running through Harry's mind, but somehow after the argument with Ginny just now, it feels more difficult to talk to Draco. It feels even more like he is lying to him, even if he hasn't said the words. In the end he manages to flash him a somewhat crooked smile and tell him, "Any time," before rushing off to join his friends for breakfast.