Okay, the real ending to the last chapter. It's short. We're gonna jump ahead a little for the next chapter. I will combine them when I go back to fix the last one.

Thanks for the reviews! I'm not trying to make Ginny a tart in this - I just need to fill in the gaps for her background and I do think that a lot of girls/women go through that transition in their life. It's a little impractical to think that she wouldn't have (though I suppose, perhaps, in JK Rowling's world this might be true).

"Ginerva?" Narcissa called, knocking on the door before she walked into the guest suite next to Draco's. Ginny was curled up in an armchair, a worn book open in her lap that she wasn't paying any attention too. Instead she was staring out the window lost in her thoughts. She jumped when Narcissa sat in the chair across from her.

"Hello Narcissa," she said softly, closing the book in her lap. Narcissa leaned forward and placed one of her hands on Ginny's.

"Ginerva, I'd like to believe that in the past years we've become a little more…than just acquaintances," Narcissa started. Ginny opened her mouth to interrupt and Narcissa held up her hand. "I noticed that you avoided the comment about the harlot they've employed at Hogwarts…I saw your face."

"Narcissa, I'm fine…Really. I've just been working too hard I think. I'm a little worn out."

"Ginerva, when you asked me not to tell your mother, about that miscarriage all those years ago. I didn't."

"And I'm very thankful for that," Ginny interrupted quickly. Narcissa squeezed her hand and then leaned back in her chair, a faraway look in her eyes.

"I rather think that maybe you should not be so thankful. Perhaps it would have helped to have your mother by your side, to support you."

"My mother wouldn't understand," Ginny replied. She looked down at her hands and then began toying with the necklace at her throat. "She never lost a child before she had the chance to know them."

"No, I suppose that's true," Narcissa replied. She was lost in her own thoughts for several minutes then, her face contemplative.

"I really do appreciate everything you did for me Narcissa," Ginny said softly, her hands in her lap again. "You certainly didn't have to. We barely knew each other then."

"No, but I knew your pain so well," Narcissa said after a few more moments. Ginny looked up in surprise. She sighed heavily before continuing. "I've had three miscarriages Ginerva. The last one caused so much damage that they told me I couldn't get pregnant again, and that if I did I would be putting my life in danger. When I say that I know your pain well, I do. And I want you to know, that if you need someone to confide in, I'm here. I rather consider you a close friend now. And I'm sure you noticed this family doesn't have many of those."

"I appreciate the support Narcissa," Ginny said finally. "But I'm really okay, just hurting. Hermione being pregnant again – it just brought up a lot of pent up emotion I guess."

"If you say so darling. Just remember, my door is always open. And, do yourself a favor, don't let your family bully you into bringing Mr. Potter to another ball."

With that Narcissa stood and left the suite. Ginny pulled the locket around her neck off to open it up. She sighed as she felt a tear slip down her cheek and ran a finger down the side of it. Oh Fred, why did you have to leave us? Why did you leave me to fight these battles alone?