Scene 9: The Epiphany

Afternoon on June 16, Ginny and Harry's bedroom

It had been a few days since Harry saw Draco that fateful day. He sat on his bed with a ring box in hand. He opened it and pulled out an engagement ring. He sat the box next to him and twirled the ring between his fingers. This was how Ginny found him an hour later.

"I still remember the first time we talked," started Harry, "Even then, you never cared for anyone else. It was always about you. It's still about you. It will always be about you. It's the same now. My feelings are never a factor. You threaten to keep the baby from me. You know how much I want kids and you dare to withhold my child. Sometimes I think…maybe you're not really pregnant. You just want to trap me in this relationship. Maybe you are pregnant and it's not my kid."

"I'm not a slut!"

Ginny marched angrily in front of Harry. She placed her hand on her hips and continued.

"This baby belongs to you. I have always been faithful. Maybe I flirted here and there but I have always come back to you."

"How am I supposed to believe you? You threaten to keep the baby from me and forced me to watch the man I love—"

"Don't even start with the whole 'the man I love'. Do you know how it makes me feel to know that the man I love has been sleeping with another man? That when we conceived this child, you had been fucking his ass for god knows how long."

"I was half passed out when we had sex. Draco and I had a fight – about you ironically. I was miserable and I—"

"Oh yes. I remember those days. You moped around here like your parents died all over again. Vodka bottle always in hand. But I was kind. I was here to take care of you. And what's the thanks I get? I get a kid that I don't fucking want and a boyfriend who would rather suck cock."

"I never imagined you were like this."

"Like what?"

"Such a vindictive little bitch."

"I'll take that as a compliment. It's the only way I seem to get what I want. And I always get what I want. "

Harry held the ring still.

"Forever in my heart," he read from the inscription.

"What?"

He looked up and stared straight into Ginny's eyes.

"I pick Draco," Harry declared as he stood up.

"What did you just say?"

"Draco. He's the one I should have picked from the very beginning."

"No. I don't accept that. You think I'm just going to let you walk away from me, from your unborn child without consequences. Oh, you are seriously mistaken."

"I'm not about to live with the rest of my life dealing with your childish attitude."

"You listen hear, you prissy little shirt-lifter. If you even think about walking out of this relationship, you will regret. My family will never let you see this child. I don't care how much they think of you as a son."

"You think just because I pick Draco, I'm walking away from my child. I'll get full custody; I guarantee it. Especially with your record."

"We'll just see about that."

Ginny stormed out of the room and left the apartment.

"Thank god," sighed Harry.

He fell back on the bed laughing in relief. He wiped the tears of joy off his face as he smiled. It was done. Harry finally got rid of Ginny. Not permanently, he knew, but it was a start. One last deep breath, he got up and walked to his dresser. He grabbed his keys and wallet and put them in his pocket. The ring was still in his hand, so he picked up the box again. Smiling, he placed the ring back inside and closed it.

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