Harry is still feeling giddy by the time he and Ginny return to their cabin after drinks with their children, Scorpius and Draco. He hasn't laughed this much in months - if years - and he can't believe it was possible to have this much fun with Draco.

He fears his good mood is about to turn sour soon though, because Ginny slams the door shut behind him, and when he looks to see why, she is standing there glaring at him.

"What is…"

"What the hell were you thinking, Harry?" she spits out. "Flirting, with Draco Malfoy? In front of our children?"

"I wasn't flirting," Harry defends himself, even though he had definitely been flirting with him, and, he suspected, Draco was flirting with him too. Although that had stopped very suddenly, probably when he remembered that Harry was, as far as he was aware, still a married man.

"Yes, you were!" Ginny argues. "I saw you! What if the boys noticed, huh? Lily thought you were just drunk, but if Albus had heard some of the things you had said…"

"I was not flirting with Draco, Ginny."

"Don't lie to me."

"We're no longer together, so what does it matter to you anyway?" Harry argues, but he knows what her problem is with his behaviour. The cocktails are getting to him though, and he can't stop the words from falling out of his mouth. "What do you care if I flirt with Draco Malfoy? You didn't seem to care about what I did when we were together, so why start caring now?"

"Screw you, Harry."

Harry knows full well that he deserved that, and he quickly picks up a bottle of water, hoping that drinking something will help clear his mind. Or at least stop him from arguing with her, when she does have a point here, as he did go against what they had agreed to before they came here - which was to keep up the act of being together, for the sake of their children, at least until after the wedding.

"If you ruin Albus' big day…," Ginny continues, clearly not ready arguing just yet. "If you can't even do this for him…"

"Are you kidding me?" Harry asks. "Are you seriously turning this around on me?"

"You were the one flirting with Draco, Harry."

"And you were the one who cheated, Ginny!" Harry fights back. "You were the one who walked away from this marriage and fucked someone else! So if this is anyone's fault…"

Ginny opens her mouth to defend herself, as Harry fully expected her to, but then she just shakes her head, a look of nothing but shame on her face - as it is true what Harry is saying.

Harry can continue accusing her and blaming her, but they have been there and they've done that. They have had these fights, and they are no longer together, so why drag it all up again and argue about it all over again?

"I like him, Gin," he finally sighs, hoping that they can have a civil and honest conversation without arguing. But when he sees her face and then her neck go red, he knows that he has said the wrong thing.

"What? Draco Malfoy?" She scoffs. "Have you really sunk that low?"

"How dare you!" Harry asks, not sure why her words hit so hard. If it's because she's trying to pick a fight, when she has no right to, or because she is speaking about Draco like this. Either way, where a minuto ago he was still hoping to have a civil conversation with her, all hope of that has flown now.

"How dare I?" Ginny scoffs. "You were flirting with him in front of our children, Harry! And yesterday, in front of my parents! Do you have any idea how embarrassing…"

"You are not my wife anymore. You have no right getting upset with me when I flirt with anyone!" Harry spits out at her. "Not anymore! You ruined that when you started sleeping around with other people!"

"Screw you!"

"Sure, screw me! You walked out on us, Ginny, not…" Before Harry can finish yelling out another accusation at her, Ginny has slammed her hand into the wall - the loud bang enough to shut him up right away.

He can see the mark her hand has made on the wall, and even though they were fighting just moments ago, he rushes over to make sure she didn't hurt herself. She has her hand pressed to her chest though - tears of both anger and pain streaming down her face.

"Let me take a look, maybe…"

"Leave me alone!" She spits out, taking a step back when he reaches out to take her hand.

"I shouldn't have said that."

Ginny sits down on her bed, and she is unable to stop sobbing by now. Harry wants nothing more than to comfort her, but when he tries to take a step towards her, she glares up at him, the anger showing even through her tears.

"Just fuck off, Harry."

Harry leaves the cabin, not sure if he should have stayed and tried to apologise again - even if that fight was far from his fault alone. Or if it's best to give Ginny some time to calm down so they can try to talk again later.

He considers going to the main building and drink himself into a stupor - as he had done far too often after finding out Ginny had cheated on him - but after drinking both his own and Draco's cocktails earlier, and with the wedding tomorrow, he knows that it would be a terrible idea. So he heads over to Ron and Hermione's cabin instead, hoping that they're still awake so he can talk to them. He will tell them about the divorce, as he should have done months ago, and then Hermione will be able to make sense of everything with just a few simple words.

When he's about to knock on their door, he can't help but peak into their window though, and when he sees them curled up together on the bed - looking as happy together as always - he decides against bothering them. Why ruin their night with his problems?