1. Telling Draco

Telling Draco

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the computer this was written on. All characters are owned by JKR, except for the one's that will be mentioned in A/N at the end of the chapter, please read it over so I can give proper credit where it is due. I'm so broke I make the church mouse look like a millionaire, so please don't waste your time or your lawyers.

Ginny groaned when the sun shining in through the windows landed on her face. Rolling to her side, she grabbed Draco's pillow and covered her head, trying to fall back asleep. Breathing deeply, she caught Draco's scent and hugged the pillow closer.

Still only half-awake, she reached over for him but found empty space and she sat up quickly looking for him. Then she remembered he was still in Egypt with Blaise and Anton. Gods, she hated when he was away on business. Flopping back down she gathered his pillow and hugged it tight wishing it was him.

She peaked out over the pillow at the clock on Draco's bedside table. It was half past ten and she still felt like she hadn't slept at all. Granted she hadn't gotten home from St. Mungo's until after two this morning. In truth, she had felt exhausted and drained all week.

She had gotten used to her easy hours in the trauma ward. After the war, she hadn't needed to work but still wanted to. While Draco had embraced many of the changes overtaking the wizarding world, his wife working crazy shifts and weekends was not one of them. So they had agreed to compromise.

She would continue to work as a healer on weekdays, but no nights, and no weekends. It was a hard sell to her supervisors, but in the end, they agreed when she told them that it was that or she would resign. She had simply told them that after living through the war, her marriage was much more important than her job and if she had to choose then they would lose hands down.

On Wednesday, Maria, one of her co-workers, had gotten an owl that her father had fallen ill and she was needed back at the family's home in Spain. With Draco out of town this week, Ginny had offered to help cover some of her hours by staying until nine in the evenings.

Friday nights were always busy, but add to that a Quidditch match between the Chudley Cannons and the Falmouth Falcons...That particular match always promised to be a dirty and bloody fight. Last night was no exception and the players had begun arriving before the end of the match. To make matters worse, a huge fight had erupted in the stands between the fans, and curses and hexes had flown everywhere.

Ginny had been furious when several children had been brought in that had gotten caught in the crossfire. One little boy had been injured quite seriously when he had been struck by a miss-fired curse and had hit his head when he was throw backwards.

Ginny had patched him up but he had remained unconscious for several hours. They had not even known who the little boy was and Ginny had sat with him before a frantic witch finally showed up about midnight when she had heard about the fight at the match and her husband and son had not returned home.

It had taken some time to calm the woman down but by the time she had, the little boy had begun to come around. A short time later, when a medi-witch was leading an injured wizard into the room, the man was looking for his son and the family was reunited.

By the time Ginny left the young family, the wizard was hugging his son in relief and his wife was alternating between fussing over them and yelling at her husband for the whole fiasco, swearing he had scared ten years off her life.

When Ginny finally got home she was exhausted and in tears. As she had sat with the boy stroking his hair and whispering to him she had felt such a yearning in heart for a baby with white blonde hair and gray eyes it nearly broke her heart.

Exhaustion was a problem that she had been dealing with all week. She normally ran everyday before work, but this entire week she had slept in until the last possible minute. At first, she had blamed it on not sleeping well because Draco was gone. She always did have trouble sleeping when he was away. But as the week wore on she felt the exhaustion down to her very soul.

Drifting in and out of sleep, Ginny thought about the little boy from last night. She had not been able to leave him, the pull on her heartstrings being too strong. She thought back to the month before and the events leading up to their anniversary.

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Draco and Ginny had just celebrated their fourth wedding anniversary the month before and she had expected that they would have started their own family by now. They had spent most of their first year of marriage separated because of the war. A couple of months after their first anniversary, the war had ended and they had just wanted to spend as much of their time together as possible.

Draco, with the help of his closest friends Blaise Zabini and Anton McGregor, had gone to work cleaning up all of the businesses in Malfoy International. He would not allow the corruption that his father had caused continue to taint the Malfoy name. Making Blaise and Anton full partners, the three men worked relentlessly to ferret out any illegal or shady dealings.

Draco was a smart businessman, and had said there was plenty of money to be made honestly. One of those ideas was a partnership he had formed with her brothers, Fred and George. The twins had taken an interest in muggle technology and how it could be enhanced and applied to the wizarding world. While Draco had been raised very old school and held with many traditions, he was never one to let an opportunity pass him by and with Blaise and Anton in full agreement, the five men had taken the wizarding world by storm.

So the second and third years of their marriage had been very busy. They had discussed starting a family, as it was something that they both wanted very much. If you asked Draco, he would tell you he loved being an only child but only Ginny knew how lonely he had been and how he had wished for a brother or sister. He had found the nearest thing in Blaise and Anton, but he didn't want his own child to grow up alone. That was fine with Ginny, she wasn't eager to out-do her parents, but she wanted several little Malfoys running around the house.

As it had gotten closer to their fourth anniversary, Ginny had begun to wonder why she hadn't gotten pregnant yet. I mean, she was a Weasley after all. Most of her brothers had one or more children and both Molly and Narcissa had started to drop less than subtle hints about Draco and Ginny providing them with a grandchild.

She had gotten depressed by the whole situation and finally, the night before their anniversary, she had broken down. Draco had come home from work to find her in bed crying her heart out. He had no idea what she was so upset about. Climbing into bed he had gathered her up in his arms gently calmed her down. When she had stopped crying she had asked him `what was wrong with her', why had she hadn't gotten pregnant yet?

They had spent the entire evening in bed talking about having children and nosy mothers. As Draco held her he told her that he was ready to bring the next Malfoy heir into the world in due time. Then he had put his finger under her chin so he could look her in the eye and told her that she was what was most important to him and that they had to let nature take it course. Lightly running his hand up and down her back, he told her `the more she worried about it, the longer it would take for it to happen'.

The morning of their anniversary they shared breakfast in bed and he told her that they were going to do all the things they had never gotten to do before they got married. He had planned the entire day to make up for all dates they had never gotten to go on and all the things they had missed out on because of the war.

He Apparated them to London where they started with a trip to Diagon Alley, holding hands and doing a little fun shopping. Then they had gone into muggle London and had a picnic in the park. After that, they had gone horseback riding, to a concert in the park, and finally they had gone home to change for dinner. They had a romantic dinner for two in a little Italian restaurant and danced for hours afterwards. When they'd finally gotten home, they'd exchanged gifts in front of the fire and made love until morning.

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When Ginny woke again, the clock read noon and she got out of bed to shower and get dressed. In the bathroom, she looked in the mirror and scowled at the shadows under her eyes.

'Great, Draco will be home tonight and I look like the living dead,' she thought.

Reaching into the shower to turn it on and adjust the temperature, a wave of nausea and dizziness caused her to drop to the floor. She lifted the lid of the toilet and vomited. After the dizziness and nausea had passed, she flushed the toilet, moving to the sink to brush her teeth. Climbing in the shower and adjusting the water until it was a little cooler, Ginny allowed the water to run over her.

By the time she had showered and dressed, she was feeling better. Puzzled by what had happened but deciding not to dwell on it, she decided to `pop' into St. Mungo's and see how her little guy from last night was doing.

When she got to the hospital, she went to the trauma ward to see where the man and his son were. One of the medi-witches on duty told her which ward they had been moved to upstairs.

Knocking on the door to the ward, she poked her head in to see if she could come in. The mother from the night before grabbed her hand and pulled her in.

“I'm so sorry that I didn't get the chance to thank you last night. By the way I'm Katherine Wright and this is my husband David and our son Josh.”

Smiling at the woman, “I'm Ginny Malfoy, it's nice to meet you,” looking at Josh she held out her hand, “Hi Josh, how are you feeling today?”

The little boy smiled and took her hand, “A lot better! They gave me ice cream and fixed me right up.”

Ginny laughed and whispered to Josh, “I think that ice cream is the best medicine, don't you?”

Josh nodded in agreement, “Yea, and they gave dad some and he feels a lot better too.”

Ginny sat and talked with them for a few more minutes and then excused herself. She went back downstairs to the trauma ward just to see what was going on and see if Susan was free.

Ginny and Susan had been in different years and different houses at Hogwarts, but since working together during the war and after, they had become friends as well as co-workers.

Poking her head in Susan's office, she saw her sitting at her desk.

“Would you like a break from paperwork?” Ginny asked, grinning.

Susan looked up and smiled, “Any excuse to put that off for awhile. You had one hell of a night here last night didn't you? I'm still writing reports.”

“Yea, it got crazy with that fight at the Quidditch match. I just looked in on a little boy I treated who got caught in the crossfire. So how's it been today,” she asked.

“Quiet, just the way I like it,” Susan put the report she had been working on in her out basket, “Let's go to the tea room I could use some.”

As Ginny went to stand up a wave of dizziness wash over her, and she grabbed the edge of the desk to keep from falling. Susan ran around the desk and grabbed her arm, helping her back into the chair. Ginny put her head down until the dizziness passed.

“Ginny, are you alright?” Susan asked while running a hand over her back.

“I'm alright now. I'm not sure what happened there,” she said, closing her eyes and leaning her head back.

“Let's take you to the examination room and just make sure everything is alright,” Susan suggested.

“No, I'm fine, just stood up too fast or something. I'm fine now, and besides, Draco's coming home tonight and I need to go get ready,” she protested.

“Sorry kiddo, but I'm pulling rank. Let's go,” Susan grabbed her hand and led her down the hall to the examination room.

Giving her a hand up to the exam table and helping Ginny lay down, she started asking questions while running her wand over her and muttering diagnostic spells.

A few minutes later, “I can't find anything wrong with you, Ginny. Everything checks out,” Susan told her while making notes on her chart.

“Any other symptoms besides dizziness?”

Ginny shook her head, “Not other than being more tired than normal, but I always have trouble sleeping when Draco's gone, plus working extra hours to cover Maria's shift.”

Thinking back to earlier in the bathroom Ginny told her, “Well, I did get dizzy and threw up when I got up to take my shower, but I felt fine afterwards. I didn't eat last night and the bathroom was so warm.”

Susan gave her a thoughtful look and asked, “When was your last period, Ginny?”

Ginny looked up sharply at Susan, “There's no way Susan. I just had my period…well, I'm not sure exactly when, but I know that I haven't missed one.”

Susan just raised her eyebrow.

“No, no, there's no way. I would know if I'd missed a period. You don't think…No, we've…Oh, I don't even want to hope,” she whispered, looking at Susan.

“Well, there is one way to find out,” Susan raised her wand and whispered a spell under her breath.

Ginny closed her eyes, not wanting to be disappointed.

“Ginny, look,” whispered Susan.

Opening her eyes slowly, Ginny looked at the blue orb above her stomach about the size of a marble, “Oh, my…oh…oh Susan,” looking up at her friend, a smile started on her face.

Susan released the spell, “Congratulations, Ginny! You're going to have a baby."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed it. I must give credit to dracademented for allowing me to borrow her OC's from her fic `Unexpected'. Anton McGregor is all hers, lucky for me she shares *grin*, Thank you darling!! Also, you are the best comma-tator the comma-ically challenged could ask for!!!

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3. Chapter 2

Telling Draco - Chapter 2

A SPECIAL NOTE TO READERS AT PORTKEY: If you missed my authors note before I'd like to repeat that I made a major boo-boo. When I received so much positive feedback from `Hands' I was attacked by plot bunnies and sudden that whole universe expanded. At this time in addition to `Hands' and `Telling Draco' I have also started a as yet un-posted story called `The Bride' and another that is still untitled.

The problem arose when I was writing these stories I had already posted `Telling Draco' and I realized that I would soon be running into the problem of the pairing requirements for Portkey. I have had several requests to continue posting here even after posting the author's note explaining my mistake. I wanted to let my readers know as soon as I discovered my error.

To honor those requests I am posting the second chapter and I'm going to review chapters 3 and 4 to see if with some careful editing I can make them acceptable by Portkeys requirements.

I have also been asked if there was a chance that I could fix the error and the answer is NO! This is for a couple of reasons 1.) It would completely ruin `The Bride' and I do like that story and 2.) *Prepare your veggies to throw at me* I am not a Hermoine fan *ducks from flying veggies. I am sorry to disappoint the Hermoine lovers and know that in canon I do like her but in fanon she's just not my favorite. I have also been informed by my eight year old son to inform all of you that he is disgusted with his mother also and that you all have it wrong. Hermoine is not going to marry Harry but she is going to marry him. I do have several of my favorite stories that I like Hermoine in but as a rule she is not my favorite character. I am a Ginny fan first and foremost with Draco and Harry as my next favorite characters from canon and I love Blaise.

I simply do not see Harry and Hermoine as a couple though I have read a couple of good stories with that pairing I just can't write it that way. I have to write this story as I see it so to change that would make the final product something that I would be unhappy with and I think that would reflect in my writing.

Please do not try to convert me I have no problems with others supporting the ships that they do and I ask that you would respect me also. Know that I am a firm D/G shipper and I am just trying to write the best D/G story that I can. I hope that you all will forgive what I sure you see as my weakness and continue to enjoy `Telling Draco' and continue to follow it at either ff.net or dracoandginny.com. I post at those two sites under the same pen name: tkmoore, you can also check out my LJ at www.livejournal.com/users/tkmoore.

With that having been said here is chapter two of Telling Draco and I hope that you enjoy. It is a short chapter but the following chapters have been quite long, reaching 25+ pages in document form.

Thank you for your support!

Kelly

Ginny sat in the leather chair in the parlor staring at the fire burning in the grate, a dazed smile on her face and her hand resting on her still-flat abdomen. She was still trying to wrap her mind around the fact she was pregnant.

Not two hours ago, she'd gone to St. Mungo's to check on the little boy she had treated the night before. She'd had no idea that her wish made while sitting with her young patient had already been granted.

After a short visit with Josh, she'd stopped to see Susan in the trauma ward. She had nearly fainted when they got up to go for a cup of tea. Susan forcing her to let her examine her had resulted in the discovery.

`Pregnant', she'd had no idea. After confirming she was pregnant, Susan had cast another spell to determine how far along she was. Four weeks, which explained why she hadn't even suspected yet.

That would mean that she most likely got pregnant the night that Draco and her had celebrated their fourth wedding anniversary. Just the night before she had broken down because she had been upset after both of their mothers had questioned why they hadn't started a family yet.

Draco had assured her that it would happen and the more she worried the longer it would take. To take her mind off it, he had planned a wonderful day to celebrate their anniversary. They had spent the entire day and night together just enjoying each other. After dinner and dancing, they spent the rest of the night in each other's arms, making love 'till morning.

Leave it to Draco, if there was something she wanted, he gave it to her. `Oh Gods', he was going to be irritatingly smug. He was that way anyway, but whenever he was able to prove his point, he could get quite annoying.

He was a Malfoy and would therefore never stoop to saying `I told you so'. But he didn't have to; it was practically written on his face in big bold letters in the way he held himself. She could picture it in her mind. Standing with his feet slightly apart and arms crossed over his chest. Head cocked slightly to the right and his chin slightly tucked, his left eyebrow raised, and with a half-smirk, half-grin, he would just stare at you and not say a word. Damn, he was going to be impossible to live with.

Ok, if she was going to have to eat crow she was going to have to think of a good way to tell him. Shock value might just save her from having it served to her right away. Right before she had left for the hospital she had gotten an owl from Draco telling her to expect him home around five. So she had another three hours before she expected him home. Now she just had to come up with a good way to tell him.

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Draco sat looking out the windows of his office in Malfoy International headquarters, trying to process the events of the last week. It had been a long day of going over briefings with the Aurors describing the events as they unfolded. Blaise and Anton had left for home only a few minutes ago and Draco was dreading the news he had to break to Ginny when he got home.

It had been an exhausting week and he was very tired. Having to stay an extra day to tie up all the loose ends had not made him very happy either. The fact that the trip had been necessary, and what he found in Egypt, upset him, but the source of the trouble and its results made him furious.

Ginny's brother Bill had gone back to work for Gringotts in Egypt after the war. Draco had found an ally in Bill along with the twins when he had first begun seeing Ginny. Of course, they were with the Order and knew about his, Anton & Blaise's work along with Snape and the other Slytherins, gathering information and passing it along to the Order. After graduating the three Slytherins had worked with the three Weasley men often. Even Charlie had come around after awhile with their encouragement, but Percy and Ron…well, there was no sense in even going down that road.

Working as a curse breaker and treasure finder, Bill had a lot of interaction with the Malfoy import/export company in Egypt. He also kept his eyes and ears open for any shady dealings at Draco's request. After hearing some rumors of dark artifacts making their way into the country, he did some digging around and alerted Anton.

What Draco, Blaise and Anton found was a network of people using the firm to ship these artifacts out of England and to other countries where former Death Eater families had strongholds and less stringent laws than England. By bribing, and sometimes outright blackmailing his employees, they were able to slip the items in and out of shipments before they could be checked over by custom authorities.

After bringing the twins and some former members of the Order in on the problem, they had arranged for several false shipments to originate in England and make their way to Egypt and several other countries where they had offices. It was a huge sting operation but they had shut it down in its tracks. With a little persuasion, Slytherin style, they were able to track the operation right back to its source.

And that was the crux of the problem, because you could have knocked him over with a feather when they discovered who was behind the entire operation. He had two days until the story broke and he had to find a way to tell his wife before she read it in the paper.

With an audible sigh, he turned back to his desk and gathered some papers, putting them in his briefcase. It was already half past five and he'd told Ginny that he'd be home by five at the latest. Best to get it over with and deal with the fallout. Damn, sometimes life just sucked even if you're a Malfoy.

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Ginny checked her watch again. Draco was late and he was never late for anything, and that made her even more nervous than she already was. Checking herself in the mirror, satisfied with what she saw, she turned to check their room and make sure everything was perfect.

The table in the sitting area of their bedroom was set for two, waiting for them to sit down for dinner. The bed was turned down neatly and the present she had gotten for Draco during her quick trip to Diagon alley was wrapped and hidden until it was time to give it to him.

Walking downstairs, she checked the family clock in the entryway on her way to the parlor, looking to see if Draco was still at the office. When she had finally decided on a plan to tell Draco about his impending fatherhood, she had noticed his hand had moved from `abroad' to `headquarters'. While surprised that he had gone to the office instead of coming straight home, it was not unheard of. She decided she had better hurry just in case he came home early.

Now that everything was in place, she just had to wait for Draco to get home. Grabbing the latest medical journal, she sat in her chair in front of the fire and tried to relax. She managed to get halfway through the first article before she checked her watch. It was twenty minutes after five and the waiting was starting to drive her crazy.

Throwing down the journal, she went to the entryway to check the clock again. Still at the office. The least he could have done was sent an owl explaining that he was going to be late. Despite being mildly irritated, she just couldn't stay angry, she was just too happy.

Heaving a sigh, she walked back into the parlor. But instead of reading, she walked up to the fireplace and gazed up at the crests of both the Black and Malfoy families that hung above the mantle. The realization that Draco was the last surviving male of both families was staggering.

Both families where once extensive, powerful and wealthy; the elite of the British wizarding society. The Black name died with Sirius which left Draco and his cousin Tonks to carry on the bloodline. And only Draco was left to pass on the Malfoy name.

Voldemort's reign had reduced and decimated both families to near extinction. Lucius' own folly had nearly ended what he held so high; to be a Malfoy. She prayed that Lucius was rolling in his grave knowing the only way his beloved bloodline would be carried on was through a child born by a Weasley, the same Weasley that he'd had a hand in nearly killing. Who says there is no such thing as divine justice?

While contemplating the universe's revenge on Lucius, she drifted over to the tapestry that Harry had given to Draco. It was the tapestry that had hung in Grimmauld place and was rightfully Draco's. Sirius had divided his estate between Harry, Remus Lupin, his cousins Andromeda and Narcissa, and their children Draco and Tonks; part of Harry's inheritance had been Grimmauld Place.

Ginny and Narcissa had spent countless hours restoring the tapestry. Andromeda had also lent a hand, and the three women had fixed the damage inflicted to it by Sirius' deranged mother and years of neglect. Restoring it to its former beauty and majesty, it was an important piece of family history.

Tracing over Draco's name and following the line to her own signifying their marriage, she remembered when Narcissa had pronounced the tapestry nearly done. Not thinking, Ginny had asked what was left to do to it.

Smiling, Andromeda had stepped up to the tapestry, raised her wand, and with a whispered spell, gold thread had shot out the end, stitching a line from 'Nymphadora Tonks' and then adding the name 'Remus Lupin'. Andromeda stepped back, and after smiling at Ginny, Narcissa had stepped up and repeated the process, her wand shooting the same gold thread and stitching a line beside Draco's name before adding 'Ginevra Weasley'.

With tears forming in her eyes, Ginny traced an imaginary line from their names to the spot where the name of their child would be added. This child and any others they might have would not only carry on the bloodline of those two powerful families, but also a two others. For Ginny was a Prewett and a Weasley, and for all of Lucius' carrying on, they were also very powerful, very old bloodlines. Their child would be the merging of some of the most powerful families in wizarding history.

The sound of voices in the entryway brought Ginny out of her musing. Hearing footsteps heading towards the study, she turned around to see Draco enter the parlor. He stopped just inside the door and she heard him suck in a breath.

Standing for just a minute, she took in the sight of him. It felt like it had been a lifetime since she had seen him last. He had taken off his robes and she could see the outline of his muscles under his green shirt, the top buttons undone, and his loosened black tie matched his black pants.

He looked tired; she could see his hair was tussled as if he had run his hand through it many times. His eyes were dark and she could see that he hadn't gotten enough rest. But all that seemed to disappear as his eyes settled on her. Taking another step towards her, he opened his arms and she rushed forward, wrapping her arms around his waist. Burying her face in his neck and breathing in his scent, she felt his arms close around her, his hands pressing her closer, his breath on her cheek.

She lost track of time, not knowing how long they stood there just holding one another. Placing a kiss on his neck, she raised her head and looked into his eyes. She felt him raise his hand to her face and closed her eyes, leaning into his touch as he ran his thumb along her cheek.

Opening her eyes she could see him leaning in for a kiss she whispered, “I missed you.”

Just before his lips touched hers he whispered, “I missed you, too!”

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Telling Draco

1. Telling Draco

2. Author Note

3. Chapter 2

4. Another Authors Note