I don't own anything Harry Potter. I also don't own the idea of the legilimency monitor, I read about it in a fanfic and thought it would fit this scenario. I own Healer Kayley and Dr. Lamb. Enjoy.

Chapter Two - You're My Forever And My Always

There was stomping coming down the stairs. "Dad, have you seen my new jumper?"

"No, you should ask your mom." I heard my daughter groan before she started stomping back up the stairs. "And tell your brother to get ready to leave."

I heard a noise in the bathroom that was on the far side of the kitchen. I knocked on the door. "Ginny?" I called.

I heard the toilet flush, and shuffling noises, like someone was standing up. "Yeah?" She called back, unlocking the door.

I openned the door to see her rinsing her mouth out at the sink. "Are you okay?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her waist.

She started crying, "I'm fine."

"What's wrong?"

"I think that I may be pregnant, but after the two miscarriages and the still birth, I don't know what to think."

"We'll keep it a secret, until it get's further along. Would you like me to do the spell that they gave us?" She nodded solemnly. I moved the tip of my wand in an arc above her stomach. When a soft light shone from it, I looked up to her with tears in my eyes. "We're pregnant!"

He could feel the tears before he opened his eyes. Harry stood up and walked over to Ginny's bed. "I'm so sorry!" He told her sincerely, picking up her hand. "So very sorry."

"You know it wasn't your fault right?" A voice called out from behind him. He turned around to see Draco standing there by his bed.

"You can't prove that." He whispered.

"Harry, you couldn't have stopped what had happened, it wasn't your fault that she got hurt."

"Yes it is, because I let her stay."

*Flashback*

"I can't go home!" Ginny shouted, angry tears aparkling in her eyes. "My whole family is here, I can't stand waiting there alone and not knowing and-"

Her eyes met Harry's for the first time. She looked at him beesechingly, but he shook his head. "No." He murmured to her, and the room grew quiet.

Ginny walked up to him and entangled his shirt in her fists, "Harry, I can't leave you!" Harry heard a few gasps.

"Ginny, we've talked about this last year. The devastation of this war is bad enough as it is," Harry paused and took a deep breath, as he looked into her eyes. "But, I cannot go to your funeral."

Ginny shook her head, and leaned it into his chest, "I've missed you so much Harry. I can't leave you again, not knowing if you're okay."

Harry raised his hand up and caressed her cheek, before leaning his head down and kissing her hair. "Ginny, I love you. But I cannot let you get hurt here. This is my battle."

Ginny shut her eyes and smiled, and a lone tear slid down her cheek. "You don't know how long that I have wanted to year that." Harry raised his hand to her cheek again and she leaned into it.

"Please Ginny, for me?" Ginny turned away as Percy Weasley toppled through the tunnel, who looked up and saw everyone looking at either Harry or Ginny. He gave a questioning look at Harry, just as his younger sister turned towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Harry, I love you too. But I'm not going!"

*Flashback End*

"She argued with me until I agreed to let her stay. I agreed to it. If I had just told her to go home, then she wouldn't have been hurt."

"Harry, she's a Weasley. Like she would really listen if you told her to stay. Among the Slytherin's she was known as the Fierceness. Because she was always fierce, and fiery. She would have snuck past you all, if it meant staying there with you."

Harry hung his head, and looked at his hands. "I still should have stopped her. I saw her before I walked into the forest, and I could have told her to go home then, except she would have stopped me."

"Harry, you could not have stopped her from doing what she did. I was there when she attacked Bellatrix. Ginny told her that she would pay for hurting Sirius." Harry flinched. "Ginny told her that she would make her pay for hurting you."

"Then it is my fault. Ginny attacked her to defend me, and I didn't get there soon enough. I should have been there. I broke up with her so that she wouldn't get hurt because of me. But then she just threw herself in harms way because of how I made her feel."

"You guys had broken up?" Draco asked, shock dripping from his voice. Harry nodded, "When?"

"I broke up with her at Dumbledore's funeral. Told her that I couldn't imagine having to go to her funeral. Wait did you not know we broke up?"

Draco shook his head. "No, and let me tell you, the Carrows did not take it easy on her for being the fiance of the chosen one."

"Fiance?" Harry said.

"Yes, she came to school last year with a ring on her finger, and insisted that you two had gotten engaged before you, Ron, and Hermione went into hiding."

Harry turned to look at the body that was laying nearly motionless across from him, and then she walked over to her hand, and picked it up. He slid the ring off and looked at it. "I don't know where she got this from." He looked at the inside. "You're my forever and my always Lily, Love James." Harry froze where he was standing, and Draco came over to stand beside him.

"What is it?" He asked, curiosity shining through his grey eyes.

"I think this was my mother's." Harry breathed. "Read the inscription." Harry handed the ring carefully to Draco before picking up Ginny's hands. "How?" He asked her sleeping body. "How did you get a hold of my mother's engagement ring?"

"This is amazing," Draco said, handing the ring back to Harry. "You can kind of feel the power emanating from it."

Harry put the ring over on his bedside table. "I'll have Hermione take a look at it tomorrow. Make sure that there aren't any curses."

"I could do it. You know what my father was. I can tell curses." Harry nodded, and handed the ring to Draco. Draco pulled out his wand, and pointed it at the ring, and muttered incantation after incantation. Slowly his face turned from one of concentration to one of awe. When he was done, he handed it back to Harry. Harry openned his mouth to say something, but Draco just held up his finger. "Give me a second." He said, almost gasping for air.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. There are so many protection spells on that ring, I'm just amazed."

"What protection spells?" Harry asked him.

"Well, there's one spell that was intended to tell your father, we're assuming, that your mother was in trouble. There's another spell that protects against poison in food, and the air. There's even one to soften her fall. There is just such a variety of spells on this ring, that it sucked the magic from me to power them." Draco turned to Ginny. "Maybe you need to put the ring on her for the protection to work."

Harry nodded, but hesitated. "Would you be too horribly offended if I still asked Hermione about it?"

"No, it's always a good idea to get a second opinion. But I think that the sooner you put it back on her finger the better."

Harry nodded. "I hope that she wakes up soon." He paused. "If I send you with a letter can you send it to Bill Weasley?"

Draco nodded his head slowly, "Are you sure that you don't want to wait until Hermione and Ron get here tomorrow?"

"No, I want him to come with them. He worked for Gringotts as a curse breaker, and I want to find out if anybody had gotten into my vault after I left for my search for horcruxes." Draco nodded and waved his wand around, and made parchement and a pen appear out of no where. Harry quickly wrote his letter, before folding it and handing it to Draco. "Thank you Draco."

Draco nodded, and sensing the raven's need to be alone started walking towards the door. "By the way Harry. I hope that we can eventually be friends."

Harry nodded his head. "I thought that we already were."

Draco turned around and grinned. "You don't know how happy that makes me. It's horrible having almost all of the people you know ending up in Azkaban, because they were more than willing to become death eaters. I'm glad that I never took the leap necessary to become a full fledged death eater."

"As am I." Harry said, before sitting down on his bed with his mother's ring in his hand. After Draco was gone, Harry kept staring at the inscription. 'I love you mom and dad.' Harry whispered into the wind, before placing the ring inside of his pillow case, and curling up under his blankets.

Harry stood on a stage, in a black tuxedo. With a short stubby wizard standing beside him on a podium. As they stood there waiting, Harry leaned towards the wizard and whispered, "Are you by any chance related to a Professor Flitwick?"

The man grinned at him. "Yes, Mr. Potter I am. He's my cousin."

The two stood up as four men walked into the tent from behind Harry. Ron stood next to Harry, with Draco, George, and Neville in their spots beside them. Ron patted Harry on the shoulder. Suddenly music started to play and Lavender Brown walked in through the entryway, followed by Luna Lovegood, and Astoria Marshall. Hermione Granger was the last person to enter in a bridesmaid dress, followed by the music changing, and a white dress becoming visible. Ginny Weasley, soon to be Potter, walked up the aisle towards her soon to be husband.

Ginny stepped on the stage, and turned towards Hermione, handing her the bouquet. Ginny turned towards Harry and took his hand, lifting her eyes to stare into his face. "I love you." He murmured.

They turned towards the man, who started to speak, "Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Ginevra Molly Weasley and Harry James Potter."

Harry's face burst into a grin of exultation, and just seemed to grow brighter as the ceremony continued. Especially when Ginny said clearly, "I do."

Harry reached forward until he found her waist and pulled it against his, before leaning down and kissing her. There was some laughter behind them, and the short man cleared his throat. "You're supposed to wait until I- Oh never mind. I now pronounce you Husband and Wife, you may kiss your bride." Harry and Ginny pulled apart, staring into each others eyes, and then turned towards the crowd. "Now presenting for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Harry Potter." The man and the memebers of the wedding party raised their wands, and golden sparks flew from the tips.

"Have you ever seen him smile?" A man's voice whispered from his left side.

"Not in the last four months or so." A woman's voice whispered from the right.

"I haven't seen that look on his face since he saw Ginny in the Room of Requirement." A third voice said.

"What look on who's face," Harry called out, openning his eyes. He saw the two Weasleys and Hermione sitting around him, so he sat up.

"You're smiling!" Hermione grinned.

Harry reached a hand up to touch his face, and realized that he was in fact smiling. He then pulled his pillow in his lap and started to dig in it. "Sorry Bill, I'll get through this as fast as possible."

"It's fine Harry," he said. "It's nice to see you again."

Harry cupped his hand around the ring, and then turned to the three people. "It's nice to see you too." He put his pillow back behind him. "Did Ginny ever ask to get into my vault, or disappear for a couple of hours one day over the summer when you got married, but after the wedding?"

Bill looked shocked, "She did asked me if she could get into one of your vaults. There is another that openned up after you became of age."

Ron and Hermione gasped slightly. "Did she get in?"

Bill nodded, "She had a key, said she found it at your house."

"My house? As in Grimmauld Place right?"

Bill shook his head, "She had gone missing for a while earlier that day, and we had checked Grimmauld Place. Why?"

Harry openned his hand and showed them the ring. "Because this is the ring that my father gave my mother, and for the last year, she's been claiming that I gave it to her."

"What?" Ron asked shocked.

"Draco told me that when she came back to school for her sixth year, she was wearing this on her finger and claiming that I gave it to her."

"Why do you need me?" Bill asked.

"I want both you and Hermione to look at it, to see if it has any curses on it. Draco checked, and he just found a boat load of really powerful protection spells."

Bill nodded and held a hand out for the ring, while pulling his wand out. "Let's see then." Bill's face changed the same way that Draco's had, "Wow." He gasped, before handing it to Hermione. "Feel the power coming off of this."

Hermione gasped as soon as she touched her wand to it, and Ron sat up and looked at her, "Are you okay?" He demanded.

"Of course, it's just so amazing." Hermione said, before putting it into Harry's hand. "There are so many powerful protection spells on that."

"It was either during, or shortly after the start of the first war when they got engaged. He would have wanted to keep her safe."

"What were you dreaming about?" Hermione asked him quietly. "What brought that smile to your face."

Harry looked across to Ginny. "I was dreaming about our wedding. You were her maid of honor, and Ron was my best man. She was wearing a gorgeous dress, and had the goblin tiara on her head. She was stunning." He turned to Hermione, "so did you. An emerald green is definetly something that you should wear more often."

Bill and Ron looked between each other, and Bill turned to Harry. "Would you like to talk to my father?" He asked, "He and the rest of the family came too, they just didn't come in because they didn't want to overwhelm you."

Harry nodded, "Of course," before seeing something small moving out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to see ears zooming back under the door, before blushing lightly, "They were listening to the whole conversation." He said as the door burst open, and Mrs. Weasley walked towards them with a large smile, and tears streaming down her face.

"I'm so glad that you're awake dear!"

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Weasley." Harry said, stopping her in her tracks. "I'm so sorry that I didn't protect her better. I should have been there. I should have stopped that Bellatrix from hurting GInny. But I couldn't. I wasn't there, I was too focused on-"

"Saving the world?" Hermione said, voice sounding angry. "Harry, we've talked about this, it's not your fault. You are not allowed to blame yourself anymore for this."

"She's right Harry," Mrs. Weasley said, "It's not your fault. You needed to be focused on Voldemort. You were otherwise occupied, but I could have been there." All of the Weasleys looked down cast, and Harry knew what was going through each of their heads.

"No." He demanded. "If I'm not allowed to blame myself then none of you can. If I had stayed with her, then she wouldn't have been hurt. If I hadn't have gone into the forest-"

"A lot of us would have been worse off. Voldemort tried to do a lot of curses after you disappeared, but none of them worked the way that they should have. Wat you did saved countless amounts of lives."

Harry looked down at the ring, "But they're all inconsequential unless Ginny is alright." He turned to Arthur Weasley. "Can I talk to you and Molly alone for a couple of minutes?"

The redheaded man nodded and motioned his children to the door. "Give us a minute guys."

The Weasley children, and Hermione all walked to the door and shut it quietly behind them. Harry turned to the two people who were as close to parents as he was ever going to get. He sighed, "I know that this may not be the best time, and I'm not trying to corner her into something just because she's unconious." He paused and took a deep breath, "But I've been in love with your daughter for almost four years now, and I want to ask you for your blessing. Because I can't see myself with anybody but her." He pulle out his parent ring, "My father gave this ring to my mother, and i would like to give it to your daughter."

Molly started crying, and hugged Harry's shoulders. "I already consider you to be my son Harry, but I would love to have it be made official."

Harry hugged her back, and turned to Arthur. "?"

Arthur turned to him, and Harry saw that his eyes were filled with tears. "It's Arthur Harry," he corrected. "You have saved the life of almost every single member of my family. I would be honored to have you marry Ginny!"

A cheer came from outside of the room and Harry looked over to see several ears zooming under the door. Harry turned back to Molly and Arthur. "Another thing about this ring is that my father put a lot of protection spells on it, and I was wondering of you cared if I put it on her, so that its magic might help her to ward off whatever is wrong with her."

"Are you sure it will help?" Molly asked.

"I'm not positive, but Bill, Hermione, and Draco checked and all that they found were protection spells." They nodded their permission, so Harry walked over to her body, and knelt beside the bed. He picked up her left hand and held the ring to the tip of her finger. "Ginevra Molly Weasley, though I expect no answer right now, would you do me the honor of becoming my bride?" As he said bride, he slipped the ring onto her finger, and gasped at the slight glow that it elicited when it fell into place on her finger.

There was a knock on the door, and Harry stood back up. "Harry," Draco's voice called. "The nurse told me that you were awake, so I brought up your lunch tray."

Harry sat down on the bed and called out, "Bring it in Draco."

Draco walked in, with a couple of glaring Weasley's following him. "What's wrong Bill? George?" Harry asked.

Bill turned to Harry, "I'm just wondering what he's doing here."

"Because he works in the hospital, and he's a friend of mine."

Draco turned to Harry, and sat the tray of food on the table that went across his lap. "Just call for the nurse when you're done."

"Draco we've discussed this, it would be easier if you just waited here, it's less walking." Harry said, wanting to resolve the situation as soon as possible. He turned back to Bill, "You were saying?"

"I remember how you all came back from Malfoy Manor that day. I know how bad Hermione was, and hos Dobby had been killed. I know that something bad happened there, and even if he wasn't involved, I don't know if I can forgive him for standing back and letting you guys get hurt"

"If he hadn't-"

"Harry let me defend myself." Draco said, stopping Harry in his tracks. "Eat your food." Draco turned to Bill, George had decided that it wasn't worth staying angry for long, and sat back to watch. "Yes they were hurt in my prescence. I was in the same room most of the time, ask any of them and I can gaurantee that they will tell you that I did not lift a finger against them. What they cannot tell you is what happened to me after they left." They all held their breath as Draco lifted up the sleeve on his scrubs, and they all let it out as one when they saw what was carved into his arm. Except Harry, and Draco noticed. "How are you so calm about this?"

Harry looked down. "I saw it happen."

"What?" Draco said.

"In one of my 'visions' of Voldemort's mind, I saw him arrive at your house after we left. I saw him blast everybody who didn't get out of the room fast enough, and I saw him digging 'blood traitor' into your arm."

Draco looked down. "Did you see all of the other times that he hurt me? Or when he killed my little sister?"

Harry looked at his hands. "I wouldn't have known that she was your little sister except for the hair color. What was her name?"

Draco openned his mouth, about to answer, when Ron cut in, "You have a little sister?"

Draco nodded, "No. I had a little sister. But when I failed to kill Dumbledore she was murdered before my eyes. When I didn't do anything to you three, I had blood traitor carved into my arm." He looked up at them with fiery eyes. "That is why I'm here. Because I'm trying to make up for the things that others have done." He reached into his pocket, and handed something to Harry. "Here's your chocolate frog."

He got to the door, before Harry called out after him. "See you tomorrow Draco." Draco paused, but shut the door before he said anything. As soon as the door was shut Harry turned to Bill. "Why did you do that? You know thing's aren't always what they seem." Harry jumped out of his bed, and walked over to the door. "Bye Hermione, Ron, Arthur, Molly." He walked out of the room, and left the Weasley's sitting around his bed.

Harry knocked on the door to the Hospital psychiatrist. "Come in." Harry walked into the door, and started pacing in front of a desk. "Hello Mr. Potter." He turned to the woman, but then continued pacing. "Can I help you with something?"

He slumped into one of the cushy chairs sitting on the other side of the desk. "I've been having these very nice dreams, and they're all about Ginny. The one that 'woke' me up was one where Ginny and I were about to go on a picnic, and she told me that we were having twins. I have been feeling so guilty since she got hit by the curse, and I just want it to stop." He stood up and started pacing again. "I know that my guilt is irrational, I know that I shouldn't have tried to kill myself. But there was so much weight on my shoulders, and Ginny was the one person who made that feel lighter. With all this weight of being the chosen one, the boy who lived, and all of it just made me feel so heavy all of the time. There is just always so much that is expected of me. I don't want to be THE Harry Potter! I just want to be Harry."

The psychiatrist stopped taking notes, and leaned back in her chair. "Mr. Potter, I think that this is a tremendous breakthrough. How have you been feeling the last couple of days? Or rather since you woke up?"

"At first I was feeling a little bit better, but then Hermione and Ron came back and I just started feeling really down again. And then Draco and I started to talk, and he helped me a lot last night, and yesterday he seemed cool with Ron and Hermione, he even apologized to Hermione. And today all of the Weasleys were here, and Bill was a complete jerk to him. I tried to defend him, but he defended himself. I need to talk to him. There were a lot of things that I didn't tell Ron or Hermione, and I think that I need to talk to him about them."

"Well Harry, we're here right now, you can talk to me about them."

Harry shook his head, "I'm sorry, but they involve him and it wouldn't be right to talk to anybody else about them." He stood up, and looked down at her desk. "It's nice to meet you Dr. Lamb."

"Harry," she called as he was about to exit the room. "I'd like to speak with you again in a day or so."

He nodded, "I'll see you then." He walked back to the ward slowly, and entered to find only Hermione still there. "He had a sister?" Harry nodded, "You saw her get killed?" Harry nodded again, and watched as Hermione left the room in tears.

Harry went over and sat down on his bed, before pushing a little button that alerted the nurse that he needed something. Healer Kaylee burst through the door. "Yes ?"

"I was wondering if I could ask you a favor."

She gave him a suspicious look. "It depends on what it is."

"I was wondering if maybe you could ask Mr. Malfoy to come and talk with me when his shift is over. I want to apologize for the behavior of my 'friends'."

She nodded and walked over to him. "I'm here, might as well check the vitals." She waved her wand over Harry, and nodded to herself.

"All good?" He asked her, and she nodded again before moving over to Ginny. She froze for a moment, but continued to check the vitals. "I do have a question."

"Ask away."

"When are they going to use the legilimency monitor on her?"

"As soon as they get it approved through the ministry, they would have already used it but there are some board members who think that it isn't just."

Harry nodded, "Okay, one more favor to ask."

She laughed. "What is it this time Mr. Potter?"

"Can you wake me up at seven thirty? Draco get's off at 8 and I want to be awake if he comes to visit." She nodded before walking out of the room.

So, what do you think? This chapter is just a little bit longer than the last one, though I'm glad that it's so easy to write this story. What do you think about the little sister, (she will be explained more in detail next chapter). What do you think about the 'visions' that Harry never told Ron and Hermione about?