Eleven Years Later

Ginny began to shake with anger as she saw him there. She couldn't believe the nerve of him to turn up here after everything that had happened. His eyes slid passed Ron and landed on her. But before anything could be said Ron had drawn back his fist and threw himself into a punch.

Draco yelped as he fell to the ground. Ron was on top of him hitting any bit of skin that he could. Ginny couldn't help but remember her fourth year when George and Harry had set about pummelling him after the first Quidditch game of the year.

Ginny just stood there watching allowing Ron to hit him. In truth she wanted to batter him just as badly. But something was forcing her to hold back. It took her seconds to realise that Draco was fighting back. He had somehow managed to get on top of Ron and was now hitting him.

Ginny pulled out her wand and thought of the words for the separating spell. Instantly Ron and Draco were pulled apart by white light. The two turned to look at her and she noted that Draco had come out worse. Served him right really.

"Ginny I need to speak to you."

"Keep away from my sister."

"No I want to speak to her."

"I said keep away from my sister!"

Ron had run straight at Draco and flung him across the room. They were fighting just as two alpha dogs fight over food. Draco had caught hold of Ron's hair tugging on it while Ron was hitting Draco in the stomach.

Again Ginny separated them. They were both panting heavily as they sat on the kitchen floor.

"Ginny please."

"I said leave her alone."

"Get lost Weasel."

"WEASEL! AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Ron head down ran straight at Draco. Ron's head connected with his stomach and with the force pushed him right out of the door. The tiniest of laughs escaped from Ginny as she followed them.

They had reached the soft green grass of the backyard now. They rolled around it like five year olds. Fists were flying everywhere as they made grunting noises.

"Ginny –"

Ron punched Draco in the mouth.

"I'm –"

Again Ron's fist found Draco's mouth.

"Sorry."

This time Draco punched Ron hard. Ginny had seen enough. This was beyond a joke now. Her wand in hand again she separated the men looking at the pair of them. They were worse for wear now. Both had blood coming from theirs noses. Their eyes were taking on the circles of black eyes and Ginny was sure they were both losing teeth.

"Draco I don't want to speak to you leave."

"Please Ginny I need to explain."

"You've already explained enough for me. Just go."

He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. His eyes had pushed past Ginny and he was looking at something. Ron noticed this and quickly spoke up.

"Take your eyes off her."

"Is that… Is she…"

"Leave."

Ginny turned slowly and saw Alysia walking towards them. Her face was knotted and Ginny guessed she had heard the fighting. Draco though hadn't moved as she came level with them.

"What's with all the noise mother?"

"Mother."

All eyes went to Draco. He looked startled as he watched. His features changed as his eyes left his daughter to go to Ginny. Slowly he spoke up.

"I'm sorry."

Then with a turn he was gone from the spot. Alysia though was looking at where he stood. Her eyes went from Ron to Ginny. Ginny watched as her daughters mouth opened in surprise as finally she found her voice.

"Mother that man looked just like Ralph."

Ginny just nodded. She could hear Ron mumbling under his breath. Pity was Alysia made out every word.

"The no good rotten son of a bitch. How dare he come back here. I pity Ralph having to look like that bastard. Was a no good man would be a no good father…"

"He's my father?"

Ron's muttering stopped as he shared a look with Ginny. Now all hell would really break loose.