A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates on here! I'm slowly rewriting out some chapters! Please read and review!

Chapter Eleven

"Harry, stop. Just stop." Ginny begged as she looked over at him from across the desk, tears rolling down her face.

"Gin-"

"Harry, I trusted you. I trusted him in our house." She said, tears falling freely down her rosy pink cheeks. She wiped at them roughly and looked away from him.

"That photo isn't real, Gin. Someone must've manipulated it or something." He tried desperately to convince her.

"Harry, I knew something was going on between the two of you. All those nights you spent in his room. All those times you were in his office. The secret smiles you give him when you thought I wasn't not looking. I just tried ignoring it and thought that it was only me being paranoid. That picture in the paper is real. I know it is. How could you do this to us? To your family?" Ginny said, continuously wiping at her face.

Harry was biting his lip silently.

"How long?" She asked, looking at him through the tears that never seemed to stop "How long? How long have you been doing this behind my back?"

Harry let out a shaky breath and looked her straight in the eyes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He looked at his office door as it opened and noticed a man standing in the threshold. He straightened himself before nodding to the man.

"Yes, sir. What can I help you with?" He asked, gesturing to the man to sit down.

The man quickly walked over to the desk and placed a file on it and then abruptly left.

Ginny looked between the departing man and her husband. Harry hadn't seen the curious look on her face as he opened the file and gasped in horror.

There was a single slip of paper on it, words written in red ink:

You may never see him again.

Harry moved from behind his desk without thinking and walked swiftly to the door, moving quickly past Ginny. He nearly ran to Draco's office, bumping into people in the process.

"Watch where your going, Potter."

"Going to run off with that Death Eater, Potter?"

"Oh, Harry. How dare you cheat?"

"Scum, both of you."

"Death Eater lover."

"It's a pity."

He ignored them all. He arrived at Draco's office and spelled the door open. He ran into the office, nearly knocking the man who was standing in front of it in the process.

"Dra-" Harry started but stopped at the sight of Astoria and Scorpius standing in the office. Harry twirled around and looked at the man who he had pushed when he had ran into the room.

"What the hell are you doing here, Potter?" Astoria snarled.

Harry paid no attention to her and looked at his lover lying on the floor in a heap. "Draco."

"Harry, don't." Draco said quietly, without looking at him.

"Draco, what's wrong?"

"Harry, I-I-I can't do th- this an- any more." Draco stuttered quietly, still avoiding his eyes as he got up from the floor and wiped at his shirt.

"Do what?" Harry asked scared.

"He doesn't want you, Potter. He wants his family. His own family, not yours." Astoria snapped at him.

Draco flinched visibly at her tone. Scorpius had a look of pure confusion on his small pointed face.

"But-What?" Harry asked.

"He was only using you, Potter. He still loves me. He was only using you for publicity. He's still the pathetic Slytherin you hated in school. He was never bent." Astoria said, her voice growing with disgust as she looked at her ex-husband.

"So, why are you here? Isn't Scorpius supposed to be in school?" Harry asked, glancing at the boy, who slightly flinched at Harry's unreadable gaze.

"McGonagall released him. I told her that I had a family emergency and he needed to come home at once." She said, petting her son's hair affectionately.

"Draco, you can't let her do this to you like-"

"Harry, please. I beg you. Just shut up." Draco nearly pleaded.

"Draco-" Harry's eyes filled with tears and his voice got caught in his throat as he saw his lover, his boyfriend, the man who he had loved for nearly four months, turn around and motioned Astoria and Scorpius to the fireplace. He threw Floo Powder in the pit and called out his home, the Malfoy-Greengrass Manor.

He didn't turn back as he stepped into the fire with Astoria and Scorpius close behind him. Harry fell to his knees as he let the river of tears flow through his body and onto the green silk carpet.

"Draco...Come back." He mumbled as he blacked out from all the crying he had done.

"I still think the bloody git is a complete arse. No matter what you say, Harry. He shouldn't-" Ron became quiet as he noticed his sister come into the room.

"Ron, leave Harry alone." She sounded exhausted.

"Gin-"

"Leave it." She said firmly, throwing her brother a warning look.

"I can't believe you're not leaving him, Ginny." He muttered to her as he got up from the chair he was sitting at and walked past her, exiting the room.

Ginny came to her husband's side and kneeled in front of him.

"Harry, please... look at me." She said gently.

"Why are you still here?" He asked, through a cold emotionless voice.

"Because I love you and we all make mistakes, Harry. I've forgiven you. And you must know that. We can get past this." She said gently as he looked into her eyes.

"I loved him, Gin. I loved him more than I did you." He admitted, tears sliding down his pink cheeks.

She nodded. "I know you did, Harry. And I could tell by the way you acted when Kevlar came in your office and handed you that note that you thought he was in danger. You thought he was gone forever." She said as she looked into her husband's green eyes.

"Why are you not angry at me?" He asked almost as a plea.

"I am angry, Harry. But not at you. At myself for never seeing you for what you truly were."

"I'm sorry, Ginny." And he got up and went upstairs, away from her, away from the world

"Kreacher?" Harry called out into the empty living room. He was alone in the house. Ginny had went over to The Burrow, and the kids were still at Hogwarts, seeing as it wasn't Christmas Holiday yet.

He barely flinched as a loud splintering CRACK! echoed through the kitchen.

"Yes, Master?" Kreacher, the house elf bowed toward Harry.

"I need you to find someone for me, and make sure you're not caught." Harry ordered.

"Find who, Master Harry?" Kreacher's scratchy voice echoed through the near silent kitchen.

"I need you to find out where Astoria Malfoy has her husband, Draco. Can you do that for me, Kreacher?" Harry explained, looking into the large blue orbs that were the house elf's eyes.

"Yes, Master." Kreacher bowed again and there was another loud CRACK! As he disapparated from the kitchen.

A/N: Well, this is the end to that Chapter. I hope it wasn't too much or anything. Tell me how you liked it? Or hated it? Is anything wrong?