It's Always Amazing

A big thanks to fieryphoenix30 for beta reading this story!

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Ginny Weasley was finishing her final year at Hogwart’s. Her brothers Fred and George had grown their joke shop so large that they would be needing her to come and work for them as soon as the school year ended. Close as she was with them even they did not know she had a secret love, the one and only Draco Malfoy.

With his father imprisoned deep in the bowels of Azkaban the only job he could get was as a teaching assistant to Severus Snape. In strange turn of events Snape had contracted an unknown illness testing an experimental potion and had to spend time at St. Mungo‘s regularly. He had to have an assistant to grade papers when he was feeling fatigued and to take over classes when he was in the hospital. It was not a bad job really. He was excellent with potions and it kept him close to his precious Ginny.

It had been two years since they first fell in love. Nobody could understand how two people in the distinctly opposite houses of Gryffindor and Slytherin could ever get together, in fact, Ginny and Draco themselves couldn’t have really explained it if they tried. They often dreamed of the fateful night last year when they finally gave in and found their love was above all differences between them.

It was a very warm Saturday in May. Draco and Ginny were together on the far side of the lake. For two teenagers there is only so much playing with clothes on that can be tolerated before nature takes over and trousers come off. Ginny trailed her kisses down his stomach and kept going lower. She did what came naturally and kissed and licked his throbbing member. He ran his fingers through her hair. “Virginia my dear, if you don’t want me to spray in your mouth you’d better stop.” Ginny stopped immediately and switched places with him. Draco kissed her firm breasts and trailed down between till he was between her legs. He licked and then stuck a finger inside her to feel what he knew would happen. She shook gently around his finger. “Draco,” she said in a fuzzy far away sort of tone. It wasn’t enough to keep playing like this. They kept touching and kissing until they felt a strong ache in their most private parts. They were wrapped up in the blanket Draco had taken off his bed. He broke another long kiss to ask her a burning question, “Can I please make you mine forever?” She looked up into his eyes and could tell he was sincere in saying forever. “Yes, but please be careful I’ve never done this before.” Draco was not surprised, but he had an admission of his own. “Well neither have I.” Ginny was shocked, “You’re a virgin? What about Pansy Parkinson?” Draco laughed, “She started that rumor herself so people wouldn’t realize that she’s a lesbian. When she told me that she had to tell people she’d shagged me because she’d be tied to a tree if they found about out her relationship with a Hufflepuff girl I just went along with her story. It would keep people from suspecting me and you.” Ginny smiled, “You never cease to amaze me.” Draco kissed her and carefully found her entrance. He slid in her clumsily. Ginny winced slightly. They had no rhythm at first, but soon they found one all their own. Draco cried out in pleasure and collapsed at her side. Ginny laughed, “That was fun, but a bit quick wasn’t it?” Draco opened one eye and sneered, “Next time you’ll be begging for mercy, Virginia Weasley.”

Draco’s dream ended there, but Ginny’s continued to the morning after:

Draco was waiting behind a statue of a Griffin down the hall from the Fat Lady. He grabbed Ginny as she passed. “I got these from Snape. He assumed it was for Pansy and I didn’t confirm or deny it.” He handed her the two little orange vials and took out a little black book titled A Man‘s Guide to Preventing Conception. “For a morning after emergency take half a vial in the morning and half a vial at night. It will probably cause an upset stomach, but it will interrupt a woman’s cycle causing the menstrual period to come immediately thus preventing conception as long as it hasn‘t had time to already occur. Using two drops daily will prevent pregnancy for as long as the woman continues to take it. It is more effective than a charm because it is taken every day. Here‘s the recipe it has to be exposed to sunlight for a short time before it‘s effective, but it‘s easy enough to make myself.” Ginny said a curt “Thank you” and went to her common room to study. She did as instructed and the potion worked.

She trusted Draco because it was the wizarding way for men to care for their lovers in these matters and they continued to make love as often as they could. He would do everything he could to prevent pregnancy because he had as much to lose if not more than she did. Spring was turning into summer once again and Ginny had a problem. If it was what she thought it was her life would be changed forever and so would his. It was a safe bet that the school nurse, Madame Pomfrey, had seen girls with her particular problem before and she was sworn to keep secrets about a student or teacher’s health if they so requested.

She traveled down the stairs from Madame Pomfrey’s office. She had just confirmed what Ginny already knew, she was two and a half months pregnant. Everybody believed her when she told them she was testing a new candy for her brothers again, and the vomiting was a side effect that could last several weeks. Down, down, flight after flight of stairs she went. She had to talk to him. She looked both ways before she stepped into the hallway where his office was. Her hands still shaking, she knocked on the door. “What is it?” called a grouchy voice from inside. “Who do you think it is?” She yelled through the door. He opened the door. “Get in here!” he hissed quickly, “You know people will wonder why you‘re down here now that you no longer take potions classes.”

“I have to tell you something.”

“What?”

“You’re a stupid git who can’t brew a potion to save his life!”

“Why?”

“Your last batch of contraceptive potion didn‘t work.”

“No, you can’t be! You’re joking!”

“I wish I was.”

“Oh Ginny, it will be alright. I’ll check Snape’s books. I know there is a potion that will…”

“Get rid of it? I don‘t know. Isn‘t that wrong?”

“Right, wrong, who cares. It’s saving you’re arse you should be worried about. I‘ll come and see you when the potion is ready.”

Ginny ran out of the room. He was not about to see her cry. Maybe he was right and the potion was the only way to deal with this situation. She had heard rumors of girls going and taking a potion to end pregnancy before, but now that she was faced with the decision could she do it?

Draco slipped softly through the night to her dormitory a couple evenings later. Ginny woke with a start but he put his finger up to his lips and then pointed to the lavatory. She followed him and he shut the door softly behind them. He held up a small bottle and whispered, “Ok, here it is. Try not to throw it up. It may hurt, but it will be less pain than…” He faltered in his explaination as she took the bottle out of his hand, stared at it for a split second. Then bottle shattered instantly and the black liquid splattered all over. “Ginny, what the hell! You did that on purpose! Is there a brain in that pretty little head of yours? I’m trying to help you.”

“No, Malfoy, I can’t do it.” Ginny said in an anguished tone.

Shocked by her insolence, Draco stormed to his broomstick and flew out the window into the darkness. Ginny sat there crying with only the moon to hear her. It all became real to her she was having a baby with or without his support and judging from his reaction it would be the latter.

The year ended the following month and Ginny went home to the safety and comfort of the Burrow. Her mother quickly caught on that she had not fallen victim to any of her brother’s prank sweets. Finally Mrs. Weasley said, “Ginny honey, I know you’re pregnant. Have you told the father?”

Ginny looked shocked at he mum‘s statement, but was tired of trying to hide it, “Yes, I’ve told him, and he does not want to be a father. So I’ll just have to raise the baby alone.”

Fred and George burst in the room enraged; they had been listening on they‘re extendable ears again. Fred shouted, “We’ll get the slimy git for you. Who would dare do this to our baby sister!” “Yeah, Let us take care of him for you.” chimed in George, “Just tell us who the slimy git is.”

“It’s none of you’re business!” exclaimed Ginny. “If you don’t leave me alone about it I won’t work for you anymore. Do you really want to let anybody else in on your trade secrets?” They looked at each other, realizing her serious tone meant business and decided they had better drop it for the time being. Whoever had done this to their sister would still be around to catch their wrath later. That was assuming Bill, Charlie, and Ron didn’t find him first.

Another thanks to fieryphoenix30 for her help

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The months passed agonizing slowly but without incident. Ginny’s heart still longed for Draco, but her mind still hated him for his betrayal of her and their child. Draco tried to send her letters, but as soon she recognized the eagle she slammed her window on it. Finally, during the cranky month before her due date she got tired of the haughty bird constantly rapping at her window and let it in with a scowl. It swooped down and regally dropped a letter on her desk. She didn’t really want to, but curiosity got the better of her and she opened the letter.

Dearest Ginny,

Why won’t you answer my letters? I’m afraid to come to your house or your work because I’m afraid of what your brothers will do to me. I love you more than words can say. I’ve been so worried about you and the baby I haven’t even been to work in three days. Last week I walked by Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezies and I saw you. You looked so beautiful with the light catching your fiery hair I just wanted to hold you, but I saw your brothers and kept walking down the street pretending I didn‘t care. My mother is away visiting family in Switzerland so I have the mansion all to myself. Please come. I’ll be sitting by my fire waiting for you as I have been every night.

Love,

Draco

Ginny started to cry the tears of longing for someone. He still loved her and wanted to be with her. She had to go see him. Despite not feeling well she waited up till midnight when nobody else was in the living room. She took a handful of Floo Powder and threw it into the fire. The flames turned green and she said quietly “Malfoy Manor!” Within seconds she was stepping out of his fireplace unharmed by the flames which had turned green the second before her arrival.

Draco jumped up and threw his arms around her and cried, “Oh Ginny I’m not too late. I can still see my baby born. Maybe I can marry you before he or she arrives.”

Ginny looked at him with a rather bewildered expression on her face, “Draco, you didn’t even want this baby. Why have you changed your mind?”

He smiled a rather warm smile, “It’s more like a change of heart. Goyle and his wife had a baby on Christmas day. I held her and I realized that a baby is the most precious gift anyone can ever receive. It‘s wasn’t that I never wanted children with you. It just took me by surprise. I‘m still concerned how our parent‘s will react, but I love you and we‘ll get through it somehow. Besides, I can‘t let my child be raised a Weasley”

She threw her arms around him, “Oh Draco, I love you too.”

“Do you think it would hurt for me to show you how much I love you?”

“I don’t know. I guess not.”

Draco kissed her passionately and ran his fingers through her fiery red hair. Ginny responded with an equally passionate kiss. He laid her down on the couch and took her shoes off. “Here let me rub your feet.” Ginny became so relaxed she thought she might fall asleep. She felt a twinge somewhere deep in her abdomen, but decided it wasn’t worth paying attention to. Draco started to nibble gently at her ears.

“Draco what are you doing?”

“Ginny I want you.”

“I’m fat and ugly.”

“Oh no you’re not. You’re so beautiful.”

With that he grabbed her and kissed her again. He slowly tore himself away from her lips and unbuttoned her blouse. “Wow, Ginny, I didn’t think you’re breasts could be any more beautiful, but now they’re so big and round. He kneaded them gently while she moaned with pleasure. “And more sensitive too, wow.” he whispered. He started to suckle at her nipples and she yelled and clutched her belly. “Oh no, Draco, better not do that again.”

“Sorry I forgot about that.”

She reached down and felt his manhood pressing out of his trousers. “Oh, Draco”

“Oh Ginny it’s been far too long.”

“Yes, it has.” She admitted. She unbuttoned his shirt and started to gently tease his nipples.

“Oh, Ginny, you’re driving me crazy.” He took off his trousers to reveal his green silk boxers.

“I always loved those on you.” Ginny smiled and reached in and grabbed him firmly and started stroking. Draco was moaning under the slow and sensuous movments . It was always so much fun to have this power over him.

He couldn’t take any more. He helped her pull off her simple pajama pants. They slipped off their remaining clothes and laid down on the fluffy soft rug by the fire. They lay there just touching and admiring each other in the flickering firelight. Then he pulled her up on top of him and she helped guide him to her entrance. They both cried out in pleasure. She began to move, and he bucked up to meet every movement. Finally they climaxed calling out each other’s names. After relaxing in each other’s arms, Ginny flicked her wand and did a quick “scourgify” to clean themselves up before they put their pajamas and promptly fell asleep. It had been less than an hour when Ginny woke up clutching her belly again. “Draco, I think I‘m in labor!”

“When’s the baby due?” He asked concernedly.

She replied, “Well, probably about week after next.”

“What!” Draco exclaimed, “You’re so small I didn’t think you were that far along. I would have never been doing that with you.”

“Draco, it’s ok. It’s only a couple of weeks early. This has been coming on all day I just didn‘t think much of it. It wasn’t you.”

“Oh, Ginny, we’re going to see our baby!”

Ginny nodded while breathing through a contraction.

Draco asked, “Do you want me to get your mum? My eagle is pretty fast.”

“No, I’m in no mood to have her yelling at me.”

“Alright. But, Ginny, I hope you know I don’t have a clue about this sort of thing. What should I do? It looks like you’re in so much pain”

She was hunched over clutching her belly again.

“There’s nothing you can do.” She snapped. Big tears started streaming down her face. “I should be home with my family. They‘ll understand.”

Draco picked up the small silver cup that sat next to the fire. “Alright, Ginny, but I’m following you. I‘m not leaving your side.”

He helped Ginny stand up and she took a big handful of the floo powder and threw it into the fire. “The Burrow” she yelled clearly.

She arrived at her home’s fireplace in seconds and she was once again hunched over. When she stood up she saw her mum, dad, and two of her brothers all sitting there staring at here.

“Oh, Ginny“, Mrs. Weasley. cried, “ Where have you been? You’re in labor. I knew it from how cranky you’ve been all day. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to be afraid.”

Before Ginny could reply Draco Malfoy came walking out of the fire. “Fred and George started yelling, “What are you doing here?” and “Get out” almost in unison. Arthur Weasley has his wand pointed straight at him. Ginny finally stood completely up and said, “He is the baby’s father and I’m in love with him. I should have told you sooner.” Jaws dropped and a stunned silence enveloped the room as Ginny fell to the floor in tears.

“Well”, Mrs. Weasley said, “Now is not the time to discuss this.” Mr. Weasley preformed a spell which levitated his daughter up the stairs. Draco went running up the stairs after her, followed by Mrs. Weasley, the twins, and after Draco had caught Ginny’s levitating figure at the top of the stairs; Mr. Weasley came up.

“Set her down!” commanded Mrs. Weasley. Draco obeyed immediately. “Ginny dear, stay moving around; it will help the baby move down faster.” Ginny walked slowly to her bedroom. Her pants began to feel uncomfortable against her, so she went into her room and took them off leaving her long shirt to cover her important parts. Mr. Weasley conjured up some lemon tea and everyone piled into the small room to rally around Ginny. “Oh Arthur, you’re just an old pro at this aren’t you?” “Yes dear“, he replied with a smile. Ginny let out a pained scream.

“Just let it out. No sense in holding back.” Mrs. Weasley said. Ginny said exhaustedly, “Oh mum it’s all in my back. It feels like it’s ripping apart.” she was leaning at the side of the bed.

“Well that means the baby is in a less than ideal position, but it’ll be ok. I’ve had them backwards, upside down, and everything else. It can be a bit slower, but they all come out just fine. Mrs. Weasley took an old blanket out of the closet and set it under Ginny .

Ginny was squeezing Draco’s hand. “Amazing,” she said quietly through her panting breaths. “I feel like pushing already.”

Mrs. Weasley said, “Well, you certainly don’t need anybody’s permission.” Ginny grunted hard and pushed. Nothing seemed to happen. Then an overwhelming primal urge overtook her. She pushed several small pushes. Then fluid gushed out. “We’re out of here.” said Fred and George and in a second they Disapparated. Finally a tiny bottom appeared. Mrs. Weasley who was holding Ginny’s other hand told her “Take your time, honey. You’re doing great.” Ginny felt no more pain just strength and power. She instinctively reached for her baby as she came out. She brought her baby into the world with a final primal roar. She sat down and took her baby and put her to the breast with Draco‘s help. “That was bloody amazing!” exclaimed Malfoy.

“Well, the birth of a witch or wizard always is.” Mrs. Weasley beamed.

Draco had fallen asleep with Ginny and his new daughter Sabrina. He awoke to find Mr. and Mrs. Weasley waiting for him in the kitchen. It was half past noon and the smell of coffee permeated the air. Mrs. Weasley wasn’t entirely sure what to say, but as usual started in anyway. “Mr. Malfoy, what have you done to my precious little daughter! You come from a long line of evil and I want to know what hex you have over Ginny!”

She had seemed so nice earlier Draco was instantly taken aback. “I won’t be accused of casting any schoolgirl hexes. What Ginny and I have found in each other is real.”

Ginny came slowly down the stairs and into the kitchen. “I just got the baby back to sleep and I can‘t rest because of all the yelling.”

Mrs. Weasley smiled at her, “My baby is a mother now and I’m a grandmother. I can’t help being upset, the Malfoy’s have been hateful and arrogant to the Weasley’s

for several decades. What am I supposed to say?” and she burst into tears. Mr. Weasley put his arm around her. He shook his head at the couple standing before him, and said with a half smile. “I never thought I’d ever see a Malfoy here, but if you intend on being with my daughter I say bless you. It takes an uncommon man to put up with a woman like her mother.” Mrs. Weasley slapped him playfully and laughed, “Well, I don’t suppose I have any choice. Mr. Malfoy, you may stay here if you wish.”

Draco said, “Thank you, Mrs. Weasley, but before I can pledge myself to Ginny there are some things I must do. Don‘t worry, Ginny, I’ll return tonight to see how you and Sabrina are doing, but I’ll be staying in my quarters at Hogwart’s until we are properly married.”

Ginny was so stunned that she couldn’t even reply. He was really going to marry her. All she could do was wave as he left the kitchen and disappeared into the fireplace.

He returned to his family home and birthplace to find his mother holding a letter. She looked quite surprise to see him. “Draco, what do you think you are doing? I just came home to find this letter from Hogwart’s saying you haven’t been to work in days and Snape has just fallen ill again.”

Draco took the letter and said quickly, “Sorry, Mum, I’ll have to explain later. I must get to Hogwart’s at once” He grabbed his robe and ran back into the fireplace threw in a small hadful of floo powder and was once again gone.

Draco dashed into a classroom filled with first year Gryffindors and Slytherins. He adjusted his robes and took on a cold expression not unlike Snape’s. “Class, you will be making up for my delay by writing a four page essay on the topic of infusions with wormwood.”

The class soon ended and as it was the last class of the day he decided he’d better visit Dumbledore. He had a feeling he would have very little explaining to do.

He came up to the headmaster‘s gargoyle and muttered “Hot fudge sundae”. As the gargole slid aside revealing the familiar stone stairway, he thought Dumbledore had the stupidest passwords. Must not be too worried about someone breaking into his office. The stairs took him up and he stood before the headmaster for what must have been the millionth time.

Albus Dumbledore smiled his noble, but warm smile and said with twinkling eyes. “So I hear congratulations are an order.”

Draco wasn‘t expecting anyone to congratulate him for becoming a father, “Um, well, Ginny did all the work.”

Dumbledore‘s smile grew larger. “Ah, then you will understand if I don’t send you a box of chocolates as well. ”

Draco’s face hinted at a smile.

“Is Professor Snape alright?” Draco asked.

Dumbledore lost his smile, “I’m afraid it is worse than before.”

Draco sighed, “May I use your fire to go to St. Mungo’s”

Dumbledore spoke in his usual unwavering tone, “Yes, but you will not find Snape there. He is in his quarters. He is somewhat sedated, but he can speak briefly.”

Draco bowed lightly as a sign of his new found respect in the man and said, “Thank you, Sir, if you’ll excuse me.”

Dumbldore nodded and Draco moved quickly down the stairs.

Snape’s quarters were down several flights of stairs, but it took only a few seconds for Draco to be standing at his door. He murmured the password and traced his finger down the center of the door, which recognized him as Slytherin and allowed him to enter. The room was very dark. It was usually not well lit, but with the flickering of only one candle for three rooms it had an eerie glow that would make even a Gryffindor nervous. An angry voice called from the back room, “I am in need of nothing and I wish no company so you blasted house elves may leave at once!”

Draco coughed, it was strange of Snape to forget anything, “The spell you recently put on your door will let none but Slytherins enter, Sir.”

“Yes, Malfoy. I trust you have a reason for disturbing me.”

“Ginny Weasley just had her baby.” Draco spoke softly.

“Well, I daresay if you intend on announcing the births of all Weasley children you will be very busy indeed.” Snape snickered.

“It’s my baby.” Draco confessed.

“Boy, are you mad? You couldn’t have! With a Weasley?” He sneered at the thought of a Weasley with one of his Slytherins, especially Malfoy.

Draco finally looked him in the eyes and said, “This is as true as anything ever has been, and I am going to marry Ginny Weasley.”

With that announcement Snape passed out in his bed. Draco sat with him for a few moments. Snape was a ghostly shade of white. He had once again transformed into a white lion. The irony had not been lost, but Snape’s temperment would not allow him to laugh at his predicament. It was definitely worse than last time. Snape not only had a long tail swishing out from the edge of his cover, but he had a full mane encircling his face and a flat pink nose rather than his long, crooked one. Only he, Dumbledore, and Madame Pomfrey knew what Snape’s “illness” was. Snape had begrudgingly recanted his tale to Draco one night. Snape was working in his laboratory and he was certain he had stumbled on the cure for werewolves. The galleons would be rolling his way if it were true. Remus Lupin refused to test it, but agreed to bite Snape so he could test it on himself. Snape never became a werewolf so his potion was a success, but it was slowly coming to the point where he would become a full fledged white lion during every full moon. Losing his body was terrible, but losing his mind was by far worse.

Draco left Snape and went to his quarters for his broom. Where he was going there was no fireplace. He shuddered slightly as he thought of his destination, but he knew he had to go. He grabbed an apple out of the basket on his table as he had not eaten all day and set off.

He touched down near the rusted iron door. He was chilled to the bone as the dementor granted him entrance into Azkaban. He was led to a small cell at the end of a long hallway which held his father, Lucius Malfoy. When Lucius stood up Draco noticed with a bit of astonishment that his father still stood tall and haughty though very pale and thin. He spoke somewhat in disbelief, “Draco, don’t bother me again. Your mother and I wish to be alone. Go and play with your trains.” Draco thought about this before speaking again and realized his father must be reliving one of the memories of him as a child when all he wanted to do was stop his father from beating his mother. Lucius never hit his precious heir, but it was a wonder he never killed his wife. Draco would hear them and go bang on the door till his father would open the door and tell him to go away. He was so little and so powerless that by the time he went off to Hogwart’s he was ignoring his mother’s cries for mercy. With much effort Draco pulled himself out of this terrible memory and back to the reality of speaking with his father about his child. “Father, I came to tell you that you are now a grandfather.”

Lucius looked at him suddenly snapping back to the right place and time. “What! You’re 19 years old and you’re not married!”

Draco looked back at him, “I will be soon.”

His father’s eyes grew even colder. “She is a pureblood?”

Draco looked back with equal coldness. “Of course.”

Lucius spoke almost like it was over a dinner table, “Do I know her father?”

Draco stepped back and spoke quickly, “Yes, It’s Weasley”

Lucius’s eyes widened, “You will not see her again! Take what is yours and find a woman worthy of the name Malfoy to raise your child.”

Draco had expected he would be angry, but to tell him to kidnap his own child was beyond unimaginable. He spoke his final words as he left, “Rot in Azkaban.”

He took his broom and headed for his family’s mansion as the sun set slowly behind him.

He arrived to find his mother sitting in the main room staring at an old photo album again. “Mother, we need to talk.”

“I’ll say.” She replied, “You got an owl from Mrs. Weasley saying Sabrina is fine, but Ginny has a fever and excessive blood loss. She is being treated at home with an immune boosting charm and blood replenishing potion. Who is Sabrina and what happened to Ginny Weasley?”

Draco tried to calm himself before explaining. “Sabrina is my daughter, and Ginny, well, she just gave birth to my baby.”

Narcissa was a bit surprised, but she had been reading more of Draco’s letters than he suspected. She had known about Draco and Ginny for some time now, and knew there was no stopping true love. She finally spoke, “You’d better go to her, Draco.”

Draco’s eyes opened wide. “Mum, really, you mean it’s ok?”

She hugged him tight and said, “Yes, Draco, I just want to see you happy.”

Draco fought back a tear succeeding because Malfoys never cry. “Then come and see Sabrina with me.”

Narcissa spoke hesitantly, “What about the Weasleys?”

“They are kind and they will accept you as they have me.”

Narcissa smiled for the first time in years. “I would like to see my granddaughter.”

Draco took the bowl of powder from the fireplace, took out a handful, and handed it back to his mother. ”Wait a minute and then come after me.” With that he disappeared into the fireplace.

He arrived at the Burrow and Mrs. Weasley smiled a warm smile. “Welcome back.”

Draco spoke with a little hesitancy, “My Mum is coming too. I told her it would be ok.”

Mrs. Weasley thought this must be that day when pigs flew and a certain very hot place turned cold, but she didn‘t show it in her words. “The more the merrier.”

Draco asked in an even more nervous tone, “How’s Ginny?”

Mrs. Weasley said calmingly, “She is doing much better now.”

Just as Draco was heading upstairs Narcissa came out of the fireplace. Mrs. Weasley greeted her and said, “You’ve come at a good time. Dinner is almost ready. Arthur makes a chicken noodle soup almost as good as mine.”

Narcissa was quite shocked that the family she had always looked down on was welcoming her with open arms. “I wouldn’t want to impose. I just wanted to see the baby.”

Molly said cheerfully, “Sabrina could always use another grandma to hold her during dinner. A baby can never have too much love I always say.”

Narcissa smiled for the second time that day thinking she hadn’t been so happy since the day Draco was born. “Yes, I’ll have to stay then.”

Later in Ginny’s room Draco was beaming at his precious new daughter as he cuddled her close for the first time. Ginny was sitting up and eating her soup watching the strange woman she had barely met. She was cooing at the baby just as much as her own mother did. She thought about how special Sabrina must be to unite two families who had once hated each other.