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Back in London

Ginny love going to the park, this was one of her favorite's 'relaxing' place.

Ginny found the park while she was roaming around London. She sat on the wooden bench, watching the scenery around her, she felt relaxation settled into her mind as she absorbed the fresh air , soothing herself by listening to the happy sounds of the children. She simply watched little children playing around, on the swings while their parents watched.

Seeing this, she missed her sons. She has never been separated from them for more than a day since she came back to England.

Before leaving England, Ginny told Luna that she should let the Daily Prophet announce to Wizarding England that she is returning back to England and let out her first name out to the press. She would provide an exclusive interview and requested the prophet to respect her wishes, allowed her space until then.

Luna told her that she will do it immediately by informing her editorial manager of the Daily Prophet in England.

Ginny want to let out the news slowly, one step at a time to the public. Till then she would stay at her and Draco's old London flat.

It was in a Muggle neighborhood, but was only a fifteen minute walk from the Leaky Cauldron, and this beautiful park was just around the corner. Ginny had wanted to explore Muggle London but then she thought to wait for her sons, and she along with her sons would enjoy seeing the wonders of Muggle London.

Ginny had spent the first couple of days readjusting to life in England. On one hand, it felt like home, but she had been gone long enough that it felt unfamiliar as well. And the city smelled different. She couldn't pinpoint the distinction, but it was there.

Ginny sighed happily, soon the renovation of Malfoy Manor will be over by tomorrow.

The Manor is now shinning back with its full grandeur, every nook and corner ,floor being polished, antiques shinning , the Manor's outside and inner walls repainted, library updated with latest books, all the bedrooms decorated and fresh cleaned out of dust , garden being watered, flowers replanted,bushes,grass and tress being pruned, kitchen fully stocked with different varieties of foods; Ginny made all house elves wear uniforms. The quidditch shed had been cleaned, replaced old brooms with new brooms.

Today she had gone with Lucius to the Main Malfoy International company.

Lucius reintroduced her and gently eased into her role in handling her business all the way, Lucius guiding her and telling all details so as so.

Ginny told Lucius to give permission to everybody who work for Malfoy International to freely talk her name with anybody, in public too; she emphasized her first name only and not her maiden last name. Ginny thought that nobody would connect her first name to that of the missing Weasley girl. She counted on it, but if they do recognize her then she will face it on.

Ginny felt tears coming to her eyes, when Lucius made her to sit in the chair which once would have been belonged to Draco.

Had he been here now, He would be sitting here, enjoying it with full pride and helping his father in leading Malfoy International to their full glory. She vowed herself to do what Draco would have done, for her sons's future. So she very quickly got adjusted to working in her office and the colleagues were cordial and friendly, eager to help her along, what Malfoy International does and enjoying it with full passion. After all she has done it for past eight years.

Lucius had noticed the happy gleam in Ginny's eyes and felt pride for his daughter in law and looked upward to the sky from his window, whispering fervently hoping that Narcissa and Draco would hear him whenever they are ,"She is happy ."

She was greeted warmly by Peter, who would be her secretary. He was round and jolly . He didn't blink at her being Lady Malfoy or her from Weasley Family, He took her on a tour of the office departments and introduced her to some of the colleagues , telling that they would be working with her .

They all smiled and greeted her happily, and before she left, Peter said, "We are happy to finally meet you at last. We all are looking forward to have you here and it will be a great pleasure for us to work with you, Mrs. Malfoy."

"Thank you, everybody. And I am sure, that I too will be looking forward to work with you all at Malfoy International. I had a great time and a pleasure to meet you all. I will be starting work in a month or two so. I will have to bring my sons and get them to adjust and settle here too. " She bid them and here she is, sitting on the bench.

Ginny felt happy, knowing that she found her fellow colleagues warm and friendly too. She is sure that she will have a great time working with them in future too. She is determined to make everything alright and no more running away and help Lucius too as usual .She felt real happiness for the first time since she had returned to London. She headed toward the flat.

Yes, when she returned to the flat on the first day, she found that the flat was the same just like the last time she and Draco spend some of their married life here.

Too many memories flooded through her mind as she moved towards the living room ( She and Draco cuddling on the couch ) , kitchen ( she and Draco cooking foods, dancing , laughing when Draco tickling her, Draco feeding her and she in turn fed him too ) , bedroom ( she and Draco sleeping in their bed, talking about their life after the war, about how many children they wanted ) . She sat on the floor, numb , unable to bear it . Then luckily her Uncle Severus came and comforted her , whispering that it was best to absorb the memories and not to run from it. Accept it and move on in life. She was afraid that she would again go back to her depressed state if she sees any more places which reminds of Draco.

Reaching her flat, she saw the evening Daily prophet on the table , probably the elf kept it on for her to notice it.

The headlines screamed across the front page , "MALFOY WIDOW RETURN BACK", "LADY MALFOY 'S NAME IS GINEVRA', She read the articles, telling they got an anonymous tip from the source, confirming that everything is true. Then there were asking numerous questions about where she is from, who she was, how she had captured the late Malfoy heir's heart. They too mentioned that Ginny would give them an exclusive article to the Daily Prophet and she specially requested the media to give her space until then. The Daily Prophet told that they would try their best, not to hassle and hound her whenever she goes.

Ginny thought, at least this is better. Lucius and Severus sent an owl each, telling her about the articles and that it was a mini success.

She wondered about her family's reactions at reading the papers. She shrugged, not knowing what to think of it now. She only wanted to make the first meeting to her family without Derek and Lucas. She was terrified about how they would react. She knew that she could handle whatever they threw at her. She is not worried about their acceptance of her, but worried for her sons, since her sons were curious to meet them.

She had years of experience, after all, even if it had been a long time ago. But if they were angry with her, she didn't want her sons to have to see it–she knew they would somehow think it was their fault that their mother had to hide away for them to grow up safely from their father's possible enemies .

She didn't think her family would reject her, not seriously, but it was still a possibility after all her family didn't know that she and Draco had married secretly. If her sons met their new family just to have the Weasley family reject them for being as Malfoys, she would not be able to handle it. So she would wait to bring them over until she was reasonably sure they would accept her sons fully especially Ron.

Next day, as usual , she went to the park.

Relaxing and enjoying the gentle breeze and hearing the children's playful sounds, watching the people come and go.

She had started to recognize some of the regulars, and they had started to recognize her. Many of them smiled or nodded at her now. There was a woman who comes regularly with her dog, but she gets nostalgic when the couple comes along with their four children, daily. Seeing them, reminds her of her family. And lastly, there was a black haired man who always sitting far on the opposite side of the park, she couldn't see his face. But he was always looking at her and she noticed that whenever she turns her head to him, he would then turns his face away. She was getting wary of him even though she couldn't recognize him from afar. She decided to go back home, feeling unease from his gaze.

As Ginny was walking hurriedly, hoping the man doesn't follow her. When she turned the corner into a small square.

Preoccupied with her thoughts of getting away, she didn't look up immediately, but when she did, she froze. The square was eerily familiar. She looked around, trying to figure out what it reminded her of. Then she saw the house, and the memories flooded back.

She was in Grimmauld Place, former home of Sirius Black and the Order of the Phoenix.

She had spent more time with Draco than she had cared for in that house, and many memories of her were pleasant. The daunting job of cleaning, the panic of waiting to know if her father would live or die, Draco's pain when he cried of suffering . The thought of Draco opened her mind to other memories. Everything she had tried to forget by leaving England came crashing down on her then. She stumbled frantically out of the square, hurrying blindly away from it and everything it represented. She never remembered how she made it home.

She spent the next whole day in her bed and didn't meet Lucius for the office visit .

Worried for her, Lucius came, saw her red shot eyes, face puffy from being crying a lot. She told him the reason and he was not surprised , he somehow expected that it would happen one day. He forced her to eat and bathe, which helped her feel a little bit better. But it was his speech about "not wallowing in self-pity–after all it has been eight years and she need to be strong for Derek and Lucas" that snapped her out of it.

She yelled out for several minutes before calming down again. That really made her feel better.

He then said, "I think it is time you start facing your family, but you should start small. You could meet Fred and George first, watch their reaction and then with their help, you could meet the rest." Ginny snapped some more. She wasn't ready for her family yet, though she realized that she probably never would be. Maybe this was what she needed.

Two days left for her sons to come, yet Ginny has not met her family. She was wondering how to meet her twins' brothers. She decided to go the park and watched the sunset and then planned of meeting her brothers somehow.

Now Ginny found herself back again in the park. She was sitting moodily. She wasn't watching the people as she usually did, so she was startled when someone came in front of her. She looked up to see three men in front of her; Seeing them, gave her shock and her heart in her throat and she sat still, holding her breath, not believing it.

"Hello Little sister, It's good to see..."

"...you here after so long time."

Ginny's stomach was in knots as she heard her brothers' voice. Despite hearing the relieved tone in her brother's words, she felt nervous and slowly looked up at them.

The two identical red heads looked at their little sister, and Ginny seeing and surprised to see unshed tears in her brothers' eyes.

One of them managed to whisper, "Ginny?"

She nodded shyly. She stood up slowly.

And then she was engulfed in their arms and could barely breathe.

After some minutes , the brothers and sister stared at each other ,They beamed at her.

"It's so good to see you!" said the one she thought was Fred. It had been so long, she wasn't sure she could tell them apart anymore.

"You have no idea! We missed you!" added probably-George.

"I missed you too," she said quietly. "You have no idea too" She hugged Fred tightly.

"Well, of course you did!"

"Who wouldn't miss us?"

"We are..."

"...of course..."

"...the best brothers..."

"...on the planet!"

Ginny found herself laughing harder than she had in a long time. The twins were still very much their old selves. And they seemed genuinely happy that she was back.

It was then she remembered the black haired guy who was standing a bit away from them, she saw him grinning widely at her.

"Hello Ginny! It's good to see you at last.", whispered the black haired man.

Hearing his voice, she heard the relief tone in his voice too . She looks at him, not able to recognize him.

"If you're here with them , then I guess you must not be a Muggle after all," She asked him.

He looked shocked at her, surprised to know that she hasn't recognized him yet. Ginny saw hurt flickered across his face quickly and he smiled slightly at her.

"Then may I know your name, I feel that I should have recognized you but it has been too long time." Ginny asked him , trying to rack her memories.

Fred and George looked somewhat surprised. George said, "Of course he's not a Muggle!"

"Yes, she's been gone for eight years..." added Fred.

"But you were at school together..."

"Why would you think he was a Muggle?" Her brothers stared at her.

"We were at school together?" Ginny asked, confused.

"Of course!" said George.

"Ginny," said Fred, catching on to the situation, "May I present the one and only..."

"Famous Harry Potter..." George continued.

Ginny felt shocked and in disbelief.

She looked back at the black haired guy and observed him well. Yes, it was Harry Potter and she shook her head, surprised ,cursing at herself for not recognizing him instantly.

Yes, he has changed a lot. She noticed his emerald eyes, his scar nearly faded to the point of being invisible, no specs , must be using eyes lens, she noted mentally.

"Really, Ginny," George interceded, "Seriously, How you didn't recognize him?"

"Yeah," said Fred, "He still looks the same, messy black haired, green eyes, tall, not so skinny now, muscular ..."

"...After all, little Harry had grown up now, not the same scrawny boy you met long time ago." responded George, with mischievous expression.

Ginny snorted. Fred and George were exactly the same.

Ginny seemed to be speechless at this point. She just stared at Harry. And Harry stared at her too.

A/N: Harry and Ginny met !

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By Ice Queen Malfoy.