I know, it is time for NEW CHAPTER! I hope you enjoy it, I am not sure where I am going with this story, but I think I will only have about three to five chapters left. You never know, however. I am sorry they take so long, please do not get mad. Understand, I do have a very hectic life. This week was my spring break, this was the only day I did not have something planned, and I still ended up driving around to the mall and back. I didn't even GO in the mall! That is hard for me, but I abstained because I have to read Les Misrebles, and that is a LLLLLLOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGG book. I am not even half done and I will have to read like 60 pages a day to get done on time...that's what I get for asking my francais teacher for extra credit… well enjoy and tell me what you think!

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Ginny glared at Malfoy, and Malfoy looked at her amused. "What would you like to ask me Mrs. Potter?"

"Why did you do it Malfoy?" Malfoy raised his eyebrow, looking at her thoughtfully.

"Do what, I don't know what your talking about at all." Ginny looked at him carefully, trying to see an ounce of goodness in his gold, sharp appearance.

"Why did you kidnap me all those years ago? I always believed it was because you hated Harry, but then you would have just killed me instead. I know you aren't above killing someone."

"It was never about Harry, Ginny," She cringed as he used her true name. "It was about me. I needed to have the power. I wanted to have something of Harry's and use it to my advantage. What better than his pregnant wife that he had loved forever. It was a brilliant plan, until he found you." Malfoy gave Ginny an evil sneer across the room.

"You aren't sorry at all you git. I hope you do get blamed for this, you and that beast that just left us alone." Ginny felt anger swelling with in her. "You thing you are this big man, don't you. You think you are larger than life. I have news for you, Draco Malfoy: you are small. You are a small man and you know what small men do, they put people down so they can feel big. But in the end, they are the only ones who are fooled. Everyone knows who is small inside, and then you are ridiculed. Do you think that there is one person out there who gives a flying fart in space about you? News flash: there isn't. No one cares about you Malfoy, no one." Ginny felt tears streaming down her face. She was in a room with this horrible person, and there was nothing she could do about it...

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I buried my head in my father's arms. My heart swelled, this was the first time I had felt comforted since I found out about my mother's kidnapping. Dad took his hand and ran it through my hair, whispering in my ear that it would be okay. We broke our embrace, and he smiled down on me.

"I just wanted to come see you and see how you were doing, you are alright?"

"As well as I possibly can under the circumstances." He nodded slowly.

"Well, I still have to see the boys. Derrick, there is some food downstairs, I bet you haven't eaten yet." Derrick took the hint, leaving the room. My dad walked over to my bed, where the photo albums were spread. He smiled sadly as my mum waved back at us, laughing and playing with our family. He picked up a picture of them in his sixth year, his arms wrapped around her as she looked up at him with a small smile, her eyes shining. She like an older version of me. Her red hair played around her face, and her brown eyes had mischievous stare in them. Her hands were exactly like mine as they squeezed my dad's arms. "Things were simple back then," My father whispered. I had a feeling he wasn't talking to me, so I stayed quiet. He touched my mum's face tenderly, looking like he was about to cry. "Sometimes, I wish we could just go back." He blinked, and seemed to come back down to earth. He looked over at me. "We should probably go see the boys."

"Yeah, Dad, let's go see them," I took his hand, looking at my dad. He had always been like a god in my eyes. It was in that moment that I realized my father was just like anyone else. He was human, and he was vulnerable. We walked down the hall, and I felt closer to him than I ever had before now. Once we got to the boys room, he cleared his throat, and smiled at me. Slowly, he opened the door and I winced as my younger brothers shrieked.

"Daddy, Daddy, you're here! I knew you would come for us. Is mummy here yet?" My dad gave James a painful smile.

"Not yet, son, but we will find her." Al nodded at James, reaffirming the statement.

"I miss her an awful lot," Sirius put in, not wanting to be left out. My father gave a little laugh.

"I am sure we all miss her. I can't wait to have her back. I miss her hot cocoa. But until she gets back, we are going to go through this like a family. I am going to be staying here. Nothing is kept secret. We are one, I trust you and you trust me." Al and I slowly nodded our heads as the twins nodded excitedly. Dad hugged them both and grabbed my hand as he ran a hand through Al's thick hair, his sign of affection. "Whoever did this won't get away with it, I promise you all that." I closed my eyes, wanting to believe every word he said. I slowly, opened them again, feeling my stomach doing flip-flops inside.

"Why don't we see if Grandmum has dinner," I said slowly, my stomach suddenly grumbling. I hadn't eaten in almost a day. Dad nodded, and we all turned to go downstairs. Derrick was sitting over a hot bowl of stew and looked up at us, watching as each one took a seat at the table.

"I smell something wonderfully, Grandmum," Al stated, taking a seat next to Derrick. I sat at the head of the table, grabbing a piece of bread off the plate.

"Well, it should smell wonderful, you children never eat. Harry, dear, it is nice to have you with us, the children needed you." Dad looked up at her and nodded slowly.

"Yes, I should have come sooner, I realize that now." He took his spoon and brought the stew to his lips. He paused before he put it into his mouth. I knew he was wondering when the last time Mum had eaten. I slowly ate my stew silently, wondering if I would ever see her again.

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Ginny slowly ate her dinner, happy to even get the hard crust of bread to dip into the watery broth. Malfoy ate slowly, looking at her ever few minutes. "What do you want, Malfoy," Ginny asked, feeling upset.

"I lied to you," He spoke slowly, considering each word he said. She tried to ignore him, and then sighed, admitting defeat.

"What are you talking about?" she questioned, her curiosity getting the best of her.

"You asked me why I did what I did. I told you it was for the power, I lied," She raised her eyebrow.

"Why, what was the real reason?"

"Potter has everything, EVERYTHING," He emphasized his words, trying to make her understand how important they were. "It didn't matter when I left after what happened to Dumbledore, I was gone. When I came back, though, and you were with him with a happy child and another on the way, I was...jealous. I had a woman who didn't care about me pregnant with a son that I wasn't even sure was mine. Ginny, I was jealous. It made me sick. I couldn't believe I found myself liking a Weasley, they were so below me. So in order to make sure that I could have you, that meant that Potter couldn't." Ginny shook her head, then started laughing hysterically. Once she caught her breath, she rolled her eyes at him.

"Malfoy, you weren't in love with ME, you were in love with Harry's and my life. Finally there was something on earth that you couldn't have. You thought it was me, but that isn't true. It was LOVE. You have never loved anyone in your life. It has always been about you, no one else. You wanted a relationship where you cared more about the person than yourself. It was never me. Because no offence, I am way out of your league." Malfoy looked at her, narrowing his eyes.

"Imagine that, I fancied myself in love with you for years, then, POOF, I realize I still hate your guts." Ginny shrugged, feeling her hands tie together again behind her back.

"As long as you aren't in love with me Malfoy, I don't care." Malfoy nodded slowly, considering all the things that had just taken place as his hands were slowly tied behind his back.

"I feel relieved, now I hate you. It feels great!" Ginny rolled her eyes again; he was the same old Malfoy. She tried to rest her aching back against the chair, settling in for a long night.

"I know, I have hated you for years..."

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Harry looked at his watch as he stepped out of the twins' room. He wouldn't sleep an ounce tonight, so he slowly made his way down to Sirius's old study. He opened the door and settled in on the overstuffed chair, taking out a quill and scroll. He began making a list off all the enemies he had. It was long, really long. He thought for a while, thinking of all the occurrences that had happened in the past few weeks. All he could think about was the time he spent with Ginny.

"Harry, I know you want me to be nice, but I cannot help how I feel, that woman is up to something," Ginny slowly stirred the vegetables on the stove as Harry bowed his head over the folders.

"Ginny, you can't just judge someone because she is a floozy." Ginny quickly turned, her eyes flashing with anger.

"You have never judged my judgment before, but because now I'm pregnant I am suddenly making bad judgments and my opinion shouldn't be heard!" She turned around, tears falling down her face. Harry walked up to her, hanging his arms over her shoulders.

"That isn't what I meant. I just meant that you cannot just think someone is automatically bad. I mean, she hasn't done anything to us, right?" Ginny started shaking. "Darling, don't cry."

"I'm not crying," She snapped, "I am laughing. I am just so up and down lately, it makes me laugh." Harry smiled.

"I love you, whether you are up and down or not." He kissed her cheek lightly.

"Bloody hell I burnt the vegetables!"

Harry's head shot up from Sirius's desk. The sun was shining on his face. He quickly ran out to the front hall, grabbing his jacket and Apparating as soon as he stepped outside. He hurried down to Auror headquarters and ran into his boss's office. "I KNOW WHO KIDNAPPED GINNY!"

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"Where is Dad," I asked as Al ate his marmalade toast. I popped one into the toaster quickly and sat across from him.

"I wish I knew, I woke up to a door being slammed."

"He probably went to the Auror headquarters again," I said, feeling a small bubble of panic at the fact that he wasn't here at the present time. Derrick walked through the door and I quickly started staring at my split ends. He rolled his eyes and grabbed my toast as it popped out of the toaster, handing it to me quickly as he put in two more pieces. I mumbled a thanks and at my toast quietly. He sat down next to Al and Al silently handed him part of the Daily Prophet. I bit down on my toast loudly, trying to break Al's concentration. He looked up at me, annoyed. "What does it say about Mum?" I questioned.

"Exactly what we already know, Lily." I heard the door open and jumped up, running to see who it was.

"Dad?" My voice lessened as I looked at Carrie. "Oh, hi Carrie."

"How are you," She wrapped her arms around me, and I felt tears suddenly falling again. "I came as soon as I could, cous." I nodded.

"Thank you for coming," I whispered.

"Anytime, I can only stay the weekend, however. Kiera wanted to come but they would only allow one and I won the coin toss."

"I am glad you're here." She nodded, and we both walked up to my room as more tears started falling from both our faces.