Disclaimer: All credit goes to J.K. Rowling for creating this wonderful, magical world that I love. I have no ownership of anything except the things I might come up with. Credit also is due to Plug-in Stereo and their song Oh, Darling for inspiring me. Their lyrics are used in my summary.

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
they'll judge it like they know about me and you
and the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do.
The jury's out, but my choice is you.

Sleeping away her worries was Ginny Malfoy. Her pregnant belly was rather huge and poking out of the blanket it. It made her look rather small and she was always getting remarks about the size of her stomach. Snoring lightly, Ginny was so dazed that she didn't hear the gathering of her family.

Molly Weasley had invited all of the family plus Harry Potter and Teddy Lupin for dinner. She had always found herself wanting them all together because her home was so empty these days. She also had found a new victim to bicker about; Teddy Lupin. He was like Harry in many ways which made Molly reach out to him even more.

It was the most she could do especially after her boggart incident when Remus had intercepted and banished it. He had questioned if she thought that they'd let Ron and Ginny starve when she had asked what would happen if Arthur and her passed? She knew he had been joking but when Remus and Tonks passed away, Molly made it her duty to make sure Teddy was well which he was. He was extremely spoiled by her grandmother, Andromeda, who also accompanied him to the dinners.

Bustling around, Molly greeted each child as they made their way into the home. Bill and Fleur had arrived first with their daughters, Victoire who was six, and Dominique who was eighteen months. Victoire was a spitting image of Fleur although she took after her father when it came to freckles and Dominique was the one who looked most like a Weasley, with her bright red hair and freckles everywhere. Then came Ronald and Hermione with ten month old, Rose. Rose was a mixture between Ron and Hermione. She had Ron's hair but Hermione's brown eyes. She favored Hermione more when it came to her looks.

George and Angelina arrived at the same time as Percy and Audrey. Angelina had Roxanne in her arms, who started squirming once she saw her grandmother. She was three and was the combination of her parents while five year old; Fred had more of his father's feature. Like her brother, Fred, she had an olive complexion yet they couldn't escape the Weasley freckles. Both had rather dark hair although Little Fred's was a dark ginger color while Roxanne's was just dark brown. Percy and Audrey were childless for the moment. She was expecting although her stomach barely sported a bulge.

"Smells good, mum." Ron called out from the living room as he gathered around the old chess set with his father. Ron had been avoiding the Burrow since his encounter with Ginny but that didn't mean he didn't get weekly lunches. He sent an owl at the beginning of the week always asking Molly to put something together because Hermione had no time. Molly didn't mind, it made her feel helpful like the good ole days.

"Bill, can you wake Ginny?" Molly asked as she began to set the table. The room had been enlarged for everyone to fit.

Bill nodded and went off to find his sister, just as the last bit of company arrived; Charlie Weasley, Harry Potter, Teddy Lupin, and Andromeda Tonks.

Knocking softly on the door, Bill peeked his head in to see his sister wrapped in her blanket, still asleep. Walking over to her, he shook her gently so that he didn't startle her.

"Time for supper, Ginny." He whispered as she blinked for a few moments to take in her surroundings.

Seeing Bill in front of her immediately woke Ginny up. "Bill!" She shrieked with excitement as she sat up to wrap her arms around him. "You need to visit me more."

"I promise I will when they loosen up at the bank." Bill chuckled as he gave his response. Holding his hand out, he helped Ginny out of bed. "Everyone's here. Just waiting for you." He teased as he led the way out.

Smiling, Ginny actually found excitement in seeing all the familiar faces even Ron. Once downstairs, Ginny found herself in different arms as she was hugged. She smiled at familiar faces and gave George an extra squeeze when she was in his arms.

"You're looking might big, Gin." Charlie teased, poking her stomach and earning a smack on the arm from her.

"Charlie's right." George chimed in with a grin. "Ang was never that big and I don't remember Fleur even being half of you." Ginny laughed and shook her head. Of course Fleur wasn't half her size, she was tiny. Two of Ginny made a Fleur.

"Very funny guys. I'm stuck with a beach ball as a stomach and you rub it in." She joked, pouting playfully.

"Everyone get in here! Time to eat." Molly called out, peeking her head into the sitting room.

Everyone made the move into the kitchen; Ron and Little Fred racing to find seats. Those two were always hungry. It was probably why they got along so well.

Ginny made her way to her seat and took her time, attempting to sit with bumping her stomach into the table. Ron had been avoiding her ever since their hug. She knew she had to apologize for the words she had said weeks ago.

As dinner began, Ginny smiled at the conversation going on. Harry, Ron, and Charlie were talking about quidditch while Hermione was telling Angelina and Audrey something that concerned the kids. Her father was having his usual ministry conversation with Percy and Bill. The kids were all entertaining themselves and their grandmother who would laugh then scowled them.

Ginny turned to George and patted his thigh, lightly. "How's the shop?" She asked, knowing that he had been debating for years on whether or not to sell it. After Fred, George lost some passion for the shop. She wished she could understand but she knew a piece of George had left when Fred passed. She knew that when their birthday came, he only blew out half of his candles and when he was upset, he'd come to the Burrow and sit in their old room.

"Pretty good. Freddie's been helping me out. He's a natural." George smiled as he glanced over at his son. "How have you been? Any news on Malfoy?"

Her brothers still referred to Draco as Malfoy. They weren't as warming as the females were. She had waited weeks before bringing Draco to a family dinner. That was a very awkward dinner. She rolled her eyes at the thought of it.

Ginny chuckled to herself as she watched Draco pacing back and forth to the mirror, checking his outfit. He had been doing this for the past twenty minutes and was onto the last shirt that he had picked out.

"Draco, you look fine." She assured him as she stood up and walked over to him. Ginny wrapped her arms around his waist and smiled as she looked up at him. "Stop worrying. It's just my family."

"Why do you think I'm nervous? Bloody hell, your family scares me!" Draco exclaimed as he glanced down at her. She gave him a squeeze before stepping back.

"Draco Malfoy, afraid of my family? A family of blood traitors?" She grinned, attempting to joke but his glare ruined the witty banter she wanted to start. "Stop being a child. They won't dare mess with you when mum or me are around."

"Exactly…" He muttered, fixing his sleeves. "I worry what will happen to me when the two of you are not around."

Grabbing his hand, Ginny pulled him out of the room. They were going to be late if they didn't leave. Her mother had sent a portkey over earlier; it was a precaution because if anything, Ginny knew her brothers were waiting in front of the fireplace to pummel Draco.

"Ready?" She questioned, not waiting for an answer as she held out the portkey. It was a matter of moments before they were spinning into what felt like the air. As soon as they were in air, they were on the ground again. Ginny catching herself from crashing into Draco.

Ginny glanced up at Draco, admiring the nerves and worries that were revealed on his face. She knew he liked to keep things to himself but today, his face was betraying him.

"Calm down. Just be good and don't pick a row with Ron. You know how he is." Ginny warned, giving Draco a look. He might have been afraid of her family but that excluded Ron. He enjoyed the rows that occurred with Ron, they were like entertainment for him.

"I'll try." He replied, rolling his eyes. She swatted him on the arm, as she took lead and led them to the house.

Molly Weasley was the first to spot the couple and probably the only one who gushed about Draco. The men all eyed him; Charlie being the only one who actually talked to him before dinner.

Once everyone was around the table, the conversations began to flow. Ginny and Draco were telling Molly about their exploration of Muggle London which caught Arthur's attention. Ginny smiled to herself; happy to see her father giving Draco a chance. They were discussing computers and what exactly they did.

That chance was taken away as soon as it was given. Draco had pushed his sleeves up, trying to keep them from drooping into his mash potatoes, revealing his dark mark. His dark mark was noticeable still, after all these years and Ginny saw her father's face darken.

Ginny knew her father had a dislike for anything that related to Voldemort. This mark was his mark and she knew it wasn't going to be pleasant.

"So, you still have that?" Arthur asked, motioning to the dark mark. This caught the attention of everyone else. They all had paused their attention to see what was going on.

Draco nodded, apprehensively. "Uhm, yes sir…" He replied dryly, trying to conceal his irritation of being stared at. "I have been looking for someone to remove it but no one seems to know how." Draco explained as he casted his eyes down.

"I see." Arthur murmured, giving Draco an accusing look. "Still participate in the Dark Arts?"

Ginny clenched her fist, embarrassed for Draco. "Dad, stop it."

"What, Gin? I just want to know more about the boy." Arthur replied as if it was an everyday thing to ask people if they participated in the Dark Arts.

"Arthur, leave the boy alone." Molly scowled, giving her husband a look. Ginny knew that look, she herself possessed the same one and it meant danger, if he were to go on with his questioning.

Ginny turned to Draco, hoping he wasn't angry. She didn't want him run off by her family. He looked unfazed but she had no idea if that was his cover or if he really wasn't. Biting her lip, she glanced down at her plate and debated on whether they should leave or not. Her thoughts were interrupted by Draco taking her hand and giving it a squeeze.

She glanced up and gave him an admirable smile. Yes, he was definitely the one especially if he pushed her father's rude remarks out of the way.

"George! Draco was telling me the other day that he enjoyed your Puking Pasties." Ginny chuckled, glancing over at her brother.

That was all that had to be said before everything appeared normal. George and Charlie made conversation with Draco while Ginny told her parents about the Muggle car that Draco had recently invested in.

Ronald was the only one not happy. He was sulking as his brothers got along with Draco. He was hoping for back-up if he ever had to hex the bloke…

Ginny smiled at George, placing a hand on her stomach. "I've been well. Just trying to avoid stress." She shrugged like it was no big deal. "They won't let me visit Draco…" Ginny stated as she rolled her eyes. "They claim I could be aiding him."

"That's bullocks." George exclaimed, shaking his head at the thought. "They should be ashamed. If they make the bloke miss the birth of his kid, I'm personally making a visit to their heads office."

Ginny laughed, grateful that she had a wonderful brother like George. He always made sure things went her way even if he didn't agree with them. He was the one who hexed Ron when he had tried to fight Draco after their engagement. She really had no idea what she'd do without George; he really was the best big brother.

The rest of supper went well; everyone seemed to find something to conversate about. It was after dinner when everyone gathered around in the living room when Ginny approached Ron who was surrounded by Harry and Bill.

Sitting on the arm of the chair that Ron occupied, Ginny listened to the conversation they were having. She had no idea what it was about besides picking up that there were disappearances of different family heirlooms.

Easing her way into Ron's comfort zone, Ginny rested her head against his shoulder. This was her way of showing him she was no longer mad. He wrapped an arm around her, glancing over to give her a smile before returning to the conversation.

"Ginny, come 'ere!" Called out a voice. It belonged to Fleur and the beautiful blonde was waving her over. Pecking Ron on the cheek, Ginny waddled over to Fleur. "'Ave you heard anything?"

A sad smile found its way to Ginny's face as she shook her head. "Nothing. They refuse to tell me anything."

"You want me to see if I can find anything, Gin?" Hermione chimed in, always the one to help a friend. Hermione had grown to liking Draco when she found out that he shared the same intellect level as her. They had conversations and debates constantly, much to Ron's dismay.

Ginny shook her head. "It's fine. Narcissa and Lucius have been handling it."

At least, that's what she was hoping. She knew Narcissa had been greatly involved in getting everything overturned and Lucius was always the one to find ways. Lucius had assured her that Draco would be released before the birth of their child. She believed this. She had grown a liking to the elder Malfoy. He had apologized many times for the diary and even explained that he had no idea what it was.

"If there's anything, you do know you can contact me." Hermione stated, knowing she could pull anything out of Ron. Ginny nodded appreciatively, glad to have the support from her sister-in-laws.

It was rather late when the Weasley clan decided to past. One by one, they all left. Harry, Teddy, and Andromeda were last to leave. Andromeda was having a pleasant conversation with Molly while Teddy was playing Exploding Snaps with Ginny.

"It's about time to go, Teddy." Came a voice that startled the two out of their trance of the game. Ginny glanced up a Harry. She gave him a weak smile before nodding.

"Harry's right. We'll resume this next time. Okay, bud?" Ginny grinned as the young boy nodded. She had grown an admiration for the boy. He had his mother's metamorphosis skills and today, he had bright orange hair paired with green eyes. Ginny admired these skills, enviously.

"It was nice seeing you, Gin." Harry smiled at her. "Hopefully, next time we can catch up?"

Ginny nodded, "Yes. Next time, don't be late." She grinned, joking with him. The two were on friendly terms after their break-up, seven years ago.

"I'll try." Harry smirked before scooping up Teddy and meeting up with Andromeda to leave.

Ginny waved good-bye and before she knew it, her parents were off to bed. It was just her and her belly now. Leaning back into an armchair, she watched the fire with her mind hoping for news soon.

All she wanted was news and she knew somehow, that she was going to get it soon.

And any snide remarks from my father
about your tattoos will be ignored
Cause my heart is yours

Hope you all enjoyed chapter two! I'm getting new ideas each day as I write this.

What do you think?

Brittnee (: