A/N: One more because I'm a huge procrastinator. The next likely won't be until this weekend or after finals are completely done with!

Update - I also had a chance to go back through this one while I was waiting to escape my exam room. Not many big changes - I did tweak the conversation between Draco and his secretary a little bit though because it was irking me.

"Ginerva," Minvera said stepping into Ginny's study. Ginny looked up from the last exam she was grading with a smile.

"Hello Minerva, are you excited for the break?"

"The Headmistress' job is never done unfortunately. And I have some obligations with the Wizengamot, but I am looking forward to doing some work from my estate," Minerva replied. "I imagine you must be happy to finally have some free time. I know teaching has taken up more time than you originally anticipated."

Ginny frowned, marking the top of the paper with an O and putting it in her completed pile. It was true, she had had to spend far more weekends at the castle then they had originally discussed, but she enjoyed the challenge. When she returned to the present Minerva was placing a scroll on her desk.

"I don't need your answer right away, but if you decide not to accept, it would make my job easier if you could tell me by the end of June so I can find a replacement. I think you've done an excellent job and I'd love to have you join the staff permanently."

Ginny unrolled the scroll; glancing at it to make sure the terms were the same they had discussed at the beginning of the year. She picked up her quill again and handed the signed scroll to Minerva.

"I'd love to take the position Minerva. I think next year will go a lot smoother especially because I'll be working from my own lesson plans and I'd like to think I've finally gotten my feet under me."

"I was hoping you would say that. Enjoy your holiday Ginerva. I'm sure I'll see you at the debutante ball, I heard Scorpius Malfoy will be escorting Victoire Weasley."

"Yes, Draco mentioned that to me. Which reminds me, I need find myself a gown." Ginny muttered the last part to herself and handed Minerva the completed exam with a flourish and a smile. "These are all set, so with that completed I will take my leave."

Minerva tucked the exams under her arm and gave Ginny another smile before she left the office. Ginny tidied up her desk a little and made her way to the fireplace. With one more look at the office that she had come to consider home, she climbed into the fireplace and flooed to her Narcissa's townhouse.

Draco stood up from the boardroom table to look out the window as one of his managers droned on about a new marketing strategy, his mind elsewhere. His son's practice started in less than an hour and it was becoming apparent he was going to miss another one. At least Narcissa had already agreed to bring the boy. After the New Year one of his top managers had left to go and manage a start up in America. After his departure, Draco had needed to take a much more hands on approach to the company.

Unfortunately this move had had to be made at the same time Ginny had left to teach at Hogwarts. Draco had gained much more respect for what she had gone through in raising Scorpius singlehandedly in that time, and wasn't lying when he told his Secretary he was glad she was going to be home on Holiday soon. Scorpius missed her and had had no qualms expressing this opinion loudly, and often at inopportune times.

"Just do it," Draco said suddenly turning the window and interrupting the speech. "And we're going to conclude this drawn out meeting now. Send any other proposals to my Secretary, I'll review them over the weekend."

"Mr. Malfoy –" one of the Managers started from the table. Draco shook his head.

"I have a Quidditch practice to attend Gentlemen. I'm sure this can wait until Monday. Enjoy your weekends. Proposals to my Secretary and you can call it a day."

The managers stood, some shaking their heads in disbelief at the announcement of an early end to what had been a grueling workweek - and what had looked like the start of a working weekend. Malfoy Enterprises was in the process of acquiring a huge conglomerate on the Continent and the merger had proved to be a difficult negotiation.

"Mr. Malfoy," his secretary said, following him into his office as he went to collect his cloak. "I'll forward the proposals to your home office, as asked. I need an answer on your business trip so I can finalize the arrangements."

"Book a suite for three. Five star hotel on the water," Draco said, already picturing the beaches in Italy. "And owl Mr. Zabini to let him know that we will be in attendance at his wedding. RSVP me plus two, check with my mother to see if she will also be in attendance. Indicate I'd like to be seated at the same table…I believe she'll be bringing Counselor Roundtree. I trust you to prepare the rest of the details. Owl me a final itinerary, and Stacia, I'd like you to come to the merger gala in Italy."

His Secretary was nodding along to his instructions but looked up in surprise at the last one.

"Sir?"

"Book yourself and a fiancé a suite at the same hotel as me," Draco said shortly, pulling his cloak on. "Charge it to the company. I appreciate all your hard work Stacia."

"Thank you," Stacia said with some hesitation. She withdrew from the office in her usual quiet manner and Draco gathered his briefcase from the desk. After the New Year he had finally fired the longtime Secretary who had worked for his father before him. Well, not fired, but forced into retirement on no uncertain terms. His father's Secretary had not approved of the way he handled the business, and had been vocal about her thoughts. Finding a replacement had had a few hurdles, but he found that he appreciated Stacia's quiet demeanor and steadfast dedication to her job. He was only sorry that he would not be able to keep her as a Secretary for much longer, he planned to move her into a different position and onto bigger and better things. He was ready to start restructuring his father's massive corporation.

Stepping into his fireplace Draco flooed to the Quidditch grounds.

Scorpius frowned at his Quidditch uniform, pulling on his gloves. Lysander came up behind him and slapped him on the back.

"Heard you stuck going to the Deb Ball too, mate," Lysander said. Scorpius nodded tightening the straps on his bracer.

"Yeah, Grandmother said you have to escort Violet?"

"Unfortunately," Lysander replied with a frown. He played with his own bracer for a minute and then grabbed his broom. "Come on mate, don't wanna miss warmups."

Scorpius frowned, grabbing his own broom and following Lysander out the chute and onto the pitch. He was distracted thinking about how his mum hadn't written him all week and his grandmother had had to bring him to practice again. It was beginning to feel as though he didn't have any parents at all. Narcissa had stayed at the Manor all week, helping him with his homework and eating all his meals with him. She had even gone with him to have his tux fitted, despite the fact that Draco had promised they would go together.

He was annoyed that his mother had finally broken a promise. She had promised to be home in time to come to this practice more than a month ago, when she had missed his last match. She had also promised that she would plan the party for his birthday the next month, but he had seen a binder full of details in Draco's study earlier that week. What's more, he'd overheard Ron and Harry talking about how she would be attending the Debutante Ball with Harry – and Harry was going to propose to her…Again. He hated that green-eyed monster.

They began running drills and Scorpius was so distracted he missed two fairly easy goals. He had just gained control of the Quaffle again when a bludger unseated him from his broom and he found himself hurtling toward the ground.

"Oh my god! Scorpius," Ginny called, trying to alert the boy to the bludger speeding toward him. Her hands went to her mouth as the young boy was unseated and began his descent to the ground. The coach was not paying enough attention and Ginny imagined she could hear the cracking of bones as she ran from the box down to the pitch.

"Don't touch him," she screamed at the coach as she drew closer. The coach was kneeling down next to Scorpius about to turn him over. Scorpius was unmoving on the pitch. Ginny had to hold in sobs as she drew her wand to conjure a stretcher. She felt a presence at her elbow and looked up to see Draco's worried gray eyes. He was muttering spells under his breath and finally reached down to feel the boys neck. He nodded up at Ginny and they levitated the boy carefully onto the stretcher.

"I'll meet you at St. Mungo's," Draco said as he apparated with the boy. Ginny glared at the coach for a moment and then followed him. Scorpius was already gone when she arrived at the hospital. Draco was arguing with a nurse in the hall outside the Emergency Admittance entrance. Ginny gathered her wits about her as she approached Draco and the nurse.

"You'll need to summon Doctor Redmun," Ginny interrupted Draco's tirade smoothly. "And you'll need to move him to a private room at once. Doctor Redmun will have the skelegrow I brewed myself."

"That's not how we do things here Ms. Weasley," the nurse interrupted Ginny. Ginny settled her eyes on the nurse with an icy glare.

"You'll do it, or I will have you fired," Ginny said firmly.

"Do not threaten me," the nurse replied her face contorting in anger.

"It's not a threat," Ginny replied smoothly. "It's a promise. Or have you forgotten the wing I funded and the support I provide the staff at this hospital."

"He's not even your son!" the woman replied.

"What is going on here," a Doctor asked approaching the trio. Draco was too busy trying to hide his astonishment of Ginny's tirade against the nurse. He had been making many of the same threats himself before she arrived, but the nurse actually looked a little worried after Ginny's last statement. He hadn't realized Ginny wielded so much power at the Hospital. He was coming to realize how little he really knew about what she'd done with the last seven years of her life.

"I want this woman removed from Scorpius Malfoy's care immediately," Ginny said, turning to the Doctor. "I want Doctor Redmun summoned from his home, I know its suppertime but Scorpius requires his attention immediately. And I want her insubordination documented in her permanent jacket."

Draco was surprised to see that the Doctor was nodding along with these conditions, already gesturing for the closest guard and instructing the man to go and fetch Dr. Redmun personally. The guard disapparated without another word.

"Will there be anything else, Ms. Weasley," the Doctor asked.

"A private room. Immediately. And guards at his door until he's out of the woods, and I'd like to request Dr. Weasley attend to him in Dr. Redmun's absence. If her caseload allows it."

"I'll tell the staff to move him to a room immediately. I'm sorry that I will have to ask you to wait in the waiting room, but I will find Dr. Weasley myself and have her attend to Master Malfoy immediately."

"Thank you," Ginny replied with a tight smile.

Ginny sank into an armchair in the waiting room without saying another word, toying with the locket around her neck. She looked like she would prefer not to be interrupted from her thoughts, so Draco made his way to the window where he stared at the street below.

He was realizing once again that he had completely underestimated the witch that had raised his son. He had hated and resented her for moving away to Hogwarts when he needed her help, he had been infatuated with her before that even if he never admitted it, but he had never truly realized how strong she was. He had only witnessed some of her weakest moments. Her relapses.

"Ginerva, you can't possibly think this is the right decision," Draco demanded. She was sitting in his study, a mask settled across her face.

"Draco, this is the next step that makes sense. You need to get to know your son again, and I don't think you can completely do that with me here. He needs to learn to depend on you. I'm not his mother."

"How can you say that?" Draco demanded from behind his desk. He had pounded his fist on it at the same time and Ginny looked up in surprise.

"Draco, everyone has said it to me in the last seven years. And it's the truth. Scorpius had a mother and now she's dead. As much as I would like to change that for him, I can't." Ginny's face looked pained at this and she toyed with the locket around her neck with a frown. "We agreed that our relationship would only cause problems. I just need some time away. I think this is a good move."

"You're being a little selfish don't you think," Draco seethed. Ginny stood at this and glared at him.

"You're one to talk Malfoy," she spat as she stormed from the room. Draco sighed and put his head in his hands. That was not at all how he had wanted that talk to go.

Ginny had joined him at the window at one point, and laying her hand on his arm, pulled him from his thoughts.

"Doctor Redmun just got here. They're giving him skelegrow now. But he said he needs to speak with you…" Ginny said, her eyes filled with tears.

"Come with me?" Draco asked. Ginny shook his head.

"It was made pretty clear that he'd only speak with Scorpius' parents." Ginny said softly. She left him standing in the window and wandered out of the waiting room after muttering something about owling Narcissa, who hadn't stayed for practice. Draco sighed heavily and strode from the waiting room to find his son's room.

"Dr. Redmun, Hermione" Draco said quietly as he entered his son's private room. Redmun was consulting with Hermione in the corner, going over some things on Scorpius' chart. Hermione's stomach had started to swell with pregnancy as she was almost in her sixth month, but she practically glowed with happiness, despite the scowl currently occupying her face.

"I'll go find these potions," Hermione said. She nodded to Draco on the way from the room, still scowling.

"Draco," Dr. Redmun said, extending a hand. Draco shook it briefly, his face a set mask to hide how worried he actually was. "Scorpius suffered a serious concussion. We're sedating him to help the pain, the skelegrow will help repair the fractures to his bones, but I'm afraid after that we will have to wait and see."

"What do you mean, wait and see?" Draco demanded. The two had stepped out of the room and into the hall, shutting the door behind them.

"His magic placed his body in a comatose stasis to protect itself. After the damage is repaired we can only hope that he wakes up from it. I haven't seen injuries this bad from a children's Quidditch match since they started charming the brooms…Mr. Malfoy, I believe there may have been some foul play involved in this."

Draco was shaking his head. He saw Ginny down the hall and gestured for her to join them. She pretended she did not notice them.

"I will look into that personally. However, in the future please continue to treat Ginerva as Scorpius' mother. She has every right to know what's going on with his recovery and I expect her to be given parental visitation rights."

"You might warn Ms. Weasley that throwing her weight around does not often gain these types of results," Dr. Redmun cautioned. Draco frowned. "Her position on the Board is only guaranteed for so long, especially when she is no longer running the top lab in the country."

"I would not dismiss Ms. Weasley so lightly if I were you Redmun," Draco said softly, his eyes glowing at the implications of Redmun's statement. Dr. Redmun nodded then.

"I was merely passing along information that Dr. Weasley relayed to me. Please don't take any offense."

Draco nodded curtly and Dr. Redmun excused himself back into the room with Hermione to administer the potions that would help heal his son.

"Dr. Redmun is going to monitor him overnight," Ginny said some time later as she reentered the visitor's lounge. Draco was reading over some of the proposals his Secretary had forwarded him. "He suggested we go home and get some rest. He says we can sit with him tomorrow but that he should be alone with the Doctors until then."

"Do you want to come eat at the Manor?" Draco asked softly, standing, Ginny nodded fell into his open arms sobbing. Narcissa watched from the other side of the room where she was sitting with most of the Weasley clan. Draco rubbed her back in small circles, not noticing the glares Ron and Harry had settled on him. He was too busy marveling in the fact that they had not seen each other since their falling out at the start of term, and yet she could still feel so familiar in his arms.

"Let's just go home," Ginny said, sniffling. Draco wrapped an arm around her waist, using his wand to gather the papers neatly in his suitcase and picked it up. He nodded to the gathered clan.

"The doctor says no visitors until tomorrow so I'm guess we'll see you all then," Draco said. He guided Ginny from the waiting room without waiting for them to rise, not wanting to deal with the goodbyes. He knew his mother would join them at the Manor without being asked.