"Has the jury come to a decision?"

"Yes we have your honor. We find the defendant, Draco Malfoy, not guilty." Harry's breath was taken short and he rushed out of the courtroom. How could this be? How could they have made that decision?" Ginny was running after him, holding her stomach. He was only walking, but she still couldn't keep up. Finally he turned around and found himself in a dark room.

"I have your family Potter, all of them. Your daughter is quite beautiful might I add." Malfoy's voice rang in Harry's ears.

"Stay away from Lily."

"No, Potter, I meant your other daughter, your baby." Harry's face went white. He had his newborn, and Ginny, and Lily, and the boys. He had everyone. "Yes, I have everyone, and now I have you!"

Harry woke with sweat on his face. Now it was his turn for the nightmares. He looked over and saw that Ginny wasn't there. He slowly got up and put on a bathrobe, walking downstairs. It had been almost a month of the trial, and they both felt it. Tomorrow was the jury's decision, and they both went to bed nervous. Ginny sat stirring a mug of tea, looking down at a photo album. Harry walked up and looked down, a picture of Ginny when she was pregnant with Lily. She smiled at him.

"I can't sleep anymore." He nodded slowly, understanding her problem.

"I had a nightmare too."

"Yeah, I've been having a lot of those lately." He nodded. She flipped the page, showing a picture of their wedding day. Hermione was standing by Ginny's side, smiling as they hugged. Ron and Harry were over to the side, laughing at Fred and George's wedding present. It had made Ginny very red when she had seen it. He smiled.

"I loved that day. It was one of my happiest. I couldn't believe how amazing you looked." She raised a brow, giving him a dangerous look.

"And I don't look that amazing all the time?" He snorted.

"Oh honey, you look stupendous all the time, that day you went above and beyond anyone else." She laughed; then quieted when she remembered the boys. She slowly put her hand in his, squeezing it tightly.

"Don't worry about the Malfoy case, there is no way he can get off. Even with someone as pretty as Sally Perks on the case." He looked at Ginny.

"You think Sally Perks is pretty?" She smiled slyly.

"Oh, I know you think she is pretty, too. Don't even give me that. She is pretty, but she is also a flirt. I'm not jealous," She said, looking at his face. "I am not jealous. I might have been in the beginning, considering I weigh a thousand pounds with this baby." He smiled and she stuck her tongue out. "But then I remembered her from Hogwarts. She wasn't always so pretty." Harry tried to remember her.

"For the life of me I cannot picture her face."

"Oh, I do. She used to be very gangly, and she followed you and Malfoy around all the time. She was more obsessed than me." Harry tried to remember, then gasped. He remembered her. She was always where he was, or else she was always ten steps behind Malfoy. Back then she had been someone with glasses and braces and had greasy hair. She used to ask him tons of questions about his life, and he found her worse than Collin Creavey..

"Wow, that's really her, she has changed a lot." Ginny nodded. She flipped the page again.

"So are you ready for tomorrow?" He thought about it, and then nodded.

"Worse comes to worse, he gets off. I just hope that he doesn't." She nodded.

"Well, look on the bright side, the kids are coming home from winter break soon." He smiled, feeling a little excitement. He hadn't seen Lily or Al in a while, and they had both sent him owls wishing him luck with the case. He smiled at the thought of having them both in the house. The twins were darling, but sometimes James and Sirius could be a handful, just like their namesakes. Ginny finally closed the book. "I think it's time for bed." He nodded slowly, walking up the stairs.

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The judge sat on the podium, looking at Malfoy. Sally was nervously looking at her yellow fingernails, matching her yellow robes and so on. She slowly tapped her foot, wanting to here the ruling but trying to look the least bit casual. Malfoy had casually placed his hand on her thigh, but Sally pretended not to notice. He had been so persistent in the last month, she had to put a block between them during their meetings. Now she would finally know, she knew what the ruling had to be, it just had to be. Because she had a plan, and if the ruling didn't go according to plan, she wouldn't be able to go into phase number three. Phase one was, of course, getting Malfoy to hire her, and then he had just played into her hand. And he thought he had the upper hand. Her lips curved into a wicked smile, thinking of what was going to happen. Soon the jurors would be out, having come to a decision. Draco scribbled a note down, but she wasn't paying attention. She was looking at Harry. He was Phase four. The jurors started filing in, and Sally wrinkled her nose at the fact that they were all muggles, the thought of having to actually bring in muggles for a case like this…she hated it. She quickly shuffled some papers, trying to look worried for her client. The judge looked at them.

"Has the jury reached a verdict?"

"Yes we have your honor. We find the defendant..."

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Do you think they have the results yet?" I asked, and Carrie gave me a dirty look. We were sitting over lunch, surrounded by Jeff, Emma, Derrick and Vince. She raised her pumpkin juice, trying to look like se was threatening me.

"If you ask me one more time," She raised her finger, and not the good one, "One more time, I will literally throw this down that expensive Hogwarts winter robe of yours." I opened my mouth, but decided against saying anything when she raised the glass a bit higher. The only one who was more nervous than me right now was Derrick, but I hardly cared what he thought. I drummed my fingers on the table, and Vince took one of my hands, holding it casually. I smile at him, looking into his eyes. I really shouldn't be bothered that he is calling me his girlfriend, I mean, he didn't ask me out, but I guess once a girl lets you hold her hand, it is just a known fact. He also hates my admirer, I mean; he HATES him with a passion. Once Derrick asked me where I got one of the lilies from, and Vince almost looked like he was going to punch him. Now, I couldn't blame him for being angry, but isn't that a little to serious? I look at him, giving him a smile. Then an owl swoops in.

"ITS HERE ITS HERE!" I yell, grabbing at my owl, and taking out a package. "I wonder what they sent me, all they need is a note." I say, but disappointment takes over as I look at it. It's a lily. A very pretty one, but it is just a lily all the same. You sigh, sitting back in your seat. Then you see Vince. He looks really angry. Almost exploding angry. You try to grab his hand, but he gets up, almost taking the whole table with him. Vince quickly moves towards the door, and you groan. "Now he is gonna be really angry all morning, and its are last two days before we go home." Carrie moves her head, motioning to follow him. Emma says the same, and you slowly stand up, leaving the lily sitting on the table. Quickly, I move towards the lake, knowing it is one of his favorites spots. Sure enough, he is sitting there, looking at the water. I rub my arms, looking at the fact that he is getting wet sitting in the snow. You slowly walk over. He looks up at you, then back at the lake. "I'm sorry that this person upsets you, but what am I supposed to do?" Quickly, he stands up, getting about six inches from my face.

"YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TELL HIM TO SHOVE OFF IN FRONT OF EVERYONE! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO NOT WEAR THE BLOODY LILIES IN YOUR HAIR, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND AND NOT CARE THAT THIS GUY FANCIES YOU, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TELL HIM TO SHOVE OFF!" I stand there for a second, taken aback. He had never gotten upset like this before. He was always cool and levelheaded, it had truly surprised me.

"Um, you said tell him to shove off more than once. " That was all I could say! That was all I could say! That was all I could say! I could have told him that magic existed; it would have been better than that. He looked at me; then smiled. Then he started laughing.

"Wow, you really don't know how to deal with people yelling at you, do you?" I shook my head, looking at him.

"No, it scares me." He nodded, sitting back down. "Um, I won't tell this guy to shove off, but I will stop wearing the lilies." He nodded, then took my hand.

"Let's go inside." I smiled, we started walking up, and suddenly Al's owl flew down to me. I looked at it excitedly, tearing open the seal that I knew was my fathers…