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The Result of a Drinking Binge

MrsDanielRadcliffe

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the story line...sadly. JKR owns everything - including the characters, spells, and the entire world of Harry Potter. I wonder if I could buy it from her for a dollar?

Thanks to my wonderful, wonderful beta - dragonsangel68.

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Chapter15

"DRACO MALFOY, GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

These were the words that began Draco's second day of hell.

"What in the bloody hell do you want, you shrieking banshee?" Draco yelled from the top of the stairs. Draco walked down the stairs to confront her face-to-face.

"I want my child! And I want a fucking explanation!"

Jayden peeked out from behind his father. "Mummy! You swore! Grandmum's going to spank your bottom!"

"Hush, Jayden. What the hell were you thinking using the Floo without Mummy or Grandmum there? You could have been lost or hurt-what the bloody hell were you thinking?"

Jayden cowered behind his father who was offering very little protection. "I just wanted you to stop crying. Da's sugars make it all better."

"He came to get me so I could come give you sugars, Gin. Said his sugars didn't make it any better so he thought I should come give you sugars."

"Jayden, baby, thank you for the thought, but that isn't any excuse to blatantly go against the rules. Come here, we're going back to the Burrow."

"No! I want to stay with Da!"

Draco spun around. "Listen to me, little man. You're never to talk back to your mother like that. Are we understood?" Jayden nodded his head. "Now apologize to your Mum."

"I'm sorry for talking back, Mummy."

"Apology accepted. Now, come down here. I'm taking you back to the Burrow." She hauled Jayden up on her hip and gave a pointed glare to Draco. "We'll finish this when I get back."

"Can't wait," Draco responded dryly.

Ginny arrived at the Burrow, gave Molly strict instructions as to what Jayden was allowed and was not allowed to do until she returned. She quickly Apparated back to the house.

She stood in the living room and heard no signs of life. She stalked up the stairs and threw open the bedroom door to find Draco lying in their bed with his hands behind his head.

She jumped onto the bed and straddled Draco. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? You come home early from a business trip you told me nothing about, and then antagonize my date in my own home?"

"What the fuck do I think I'm doing? What the fuck do I think I'm doing? Get the hell off me, woman!" Draco sat up and tossed Ginny off of him. He stood up and began pacing around the room. "What the fuck I think I'm doing is trying to save my family. I don't understand why we can't just continue on the way we were. Everything was fine. There is nothing stopping us from having more children or living together. Why does everything have to be tainted? I love you."

"You do not love me."

"I do love you."

"You do not!"

"DO TOO!"

"DO NOT!"

"Fuck it. Bugger this to hell! I do love you, and I don't care if you believe it or not!"

"You aren't in love with me and that's what I need, you evil little troll! So, why do you have to make this so hard for me! If you loved me at all, you'd want me to be happy, not just sit here with you and pretend it's all I want in the world! It's all you want, so you selfishly think that's what works for everyone! But it doesn't work for me!"

"What about our son? Doesn't it work for him?" Draco pleaded.

"It probably does. He had both his parents together, loving him. But I would wager that eventually he's going to catch on to the fact that this isn't how things are supposed to be. He's going to realize that Mums are supposed to love Das and Das are supposed to love Mums. They aren't just supposed to be friends who fuck a lot!"

"We don't fuck a lot," Draco replied.

"We do, too. What the hell would you call it?"

"We don't fuck. What we do isn't that vulgar."

"Well, what the fuck would you call it then?"

"I don't know; I just wouldn't call it fucking."

"Whatever. Call it what you want, but I want to be in love. I'm never going to find it if we continue on like this. It's ridiculous."

"Fine. I'm through fighting with you."

"Fine."

They sat there silently just staring at each other for the longest time.

"What are we going to do?" Ginny asked.

"I guess you should move your things out. Whatever you don't want, you can give away. Leave Jayden's things or take them. We'll buy new for whichever place doesn't have the right stuff."

"All right."

"He can stay with you three nights one week and two the next. I'd like to have him on Sundays- you can have him on Saturdays. You can drop him off Saturday nights if you want to."

"All right."

"Take him to my Mum's once a week if you could. I'd appreciate it."

"Of course. Narcissa and I have tea once or twice a week, anyway."

"That's it, I suppose. The dissolution of our family and our happy home. We were happy for a little while, weren't we?"

"We had our moments," Ginny replied.

"Okay, then. I'll help you pack if you want."

"Okay."

And so they began to pack Ginny's things. By late afternoon, they had finished and Ginny had instructed Draco where she wanted everything sent. He agreed to have to done the following day. She went home and he started sending her pertinent articles through the Floo and she placed them around the living room.

"Ginny, dear, what's going on?"

"I moved out of the house with Draco. We've decided that it's too difficult on us and not good for Jayden. We're just going to share time with him and Draco is going to help with expenses."

"Oh, Ginny, I'm so sorry. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, Mum. I'd just like to get the rest of my stuff and go to bed."

"All right then. I left some tea steeping in the kitchen if you'd like some."

"Thanks, Mum. I'll see you in the morning."

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Months passed. Jayden was turning four in a matter of days and Narcissa was planning his birthday party. She passed Ginny yet another small square of cake.

"Ginny, are you paying attention?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ginny popped the piece of cake in her mouth. "It's good."

"You've said that about the last twenty samples, dear. We really do need to decide on a flavor for the party. It's in just a few days, you know."

"I know. Just pick one. I trust your judgment. He likes chocolate. Any of them will do."

"Ginny, is something bothering you?"

"Nothing more than usual."

"Are you having problems with Mike?"

"Mike and I are over."

"Good heavens! Why?"

"He proposed and I said no."

"Oh, Ginny, congratulations! Wait-you said no?"

"Yes."

"You said yes or you said no."

"I said no."

"Why on earth did you turn him down? I thought everything was going so well."

"It was going well. I'm just not ready to get married."

"I rather thought that was the whole point," Narcissa scolded.

"It was. I just wasn't ready to marry him."

"And who are you ready to marry, dear?"

"I don't know, it just wasn't him," Ginny lamented.

"Oh. Well, then, let's change the subject to something a little less sensitive, shall we?"

"That would be good."

"Any news about where your new flat will be?"

"I found a nice place in London not too far from work and close to Jayden's new school. It's a bit out of my price range, but I'll manage. Draco said he'd pay for Jayden's schooling, so I should be able to swing it."

"What's it like?"

"It's nice. Big kitchen, two bedrooms, only one bathroom though. It has lots of windows. I like that. It's a Muggle building, so it has electricity. I've become rather attached to television."

"It sounds lovely, dear. How are you going to decorate it?"

"I'm not sure, but I'll figure it out. Nothing too fancy at first, money is kind of tight for that sort of thing. I mean, I have quite a bit saved up, but it's going to have to last."

Narcissa looked thoughtful. "Ginny, don't worry about decorating it. You deserve a nice flat. I'll send over my decorator and you pick whatever you want. Consider it a gift."

"That's very nice of you, Narcissa, but it's too much. I couldn't accept it."

"Nonsense, it's my pleasure and I insist."

"It's no use arguing with you, is it?"

"No, I'm quite stubborn when I set my sights on what I want. A family trait, from what I understand."

Ginny nodded, but missed Narcissa's underlying meaning. She half-heartedly went through the rest of the various aspects of the party Narcissa wanted her opinion on.

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"Mummy! Wake up, Mummy! It's my BIRTHDAY!" Jayden jumped into the middle of Ginny's stomach.

"Oof! Jayden, are you trying to kill Mummy?"

"No, I wouldn't try to kill you. I love you." Jayden smiled a white-toothed grin.

"Good, because it just so happens that I love you too. Give Mummy sugars." Jayden showered Ginny with hugs and kisses. "Oooh, Mummy loves her sugars."

"I'm hungry! What's for breakfast?"

"Ooh, I suppose that just because it's your birthday you want me to get up and make French toast, do you?"

"Yeah! Like Nippy used to make!"

"Oh, all right. Get off Mummy and let her go potty."

"All right, but hurry up!"

"Ok, Mr. Bossy Britches."

Ginny walked into the bathroom, used the facilities, and tied her hair up in a ponytail. She padded out into the main room of her apartment and screamed.

She felt ridiculous once she realized it was just Draco sitting on her couch. "I thought you'd never get up, Sleepy Head. We've been waiting for breakfast forever."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "And you couldn't start it or set the table or anything, right? You had to send my son in to break me in half?"

"Well, yeah. I'm a nightmare in the kitchen. You know that."

"Oh, no you aren't. You're just too impatient."

Draco walked over to Ginny and wrapped his arms around her. "But you make the best French toast in to world, pet." He nuzzled her neck after he finished buttering her up.

"Draco, stop. You can't keep showing up here like this and acting like nothing has changed. I can't handle it." She pushed his arms from around her.

"Come on, Gin. Don't be like that."

"Draco, for crying out loud, what do I have to do? Move to Germany?"

"Why would you move to Germany?"

"For the love of-I'm not moving to Germany!"

"Why did you say you were?"

"I didn't! I want this to stop. I would set wards, but I don't want my son's father going splat in such a manner."

"Why would you set wards, Gin? Then I couldn't sneak in at night and-"

"That's enough, Draco! I can't take this! It has to stop! I can't tell you to stay away totally, because Jayden needs his Da, but I can tell you to stay away from me."

"What if I can't do that, Gin?"

"You're going to have to."

"Gin, don't do this, you don't mean it."

"You don't love me, Draco. You care about me because I'm the mother of your child, and because we're friends. The sex is a by-product."

"Gin, I'm telling you, don't do this."

"Draco, you have to leave me alone. If you care about me at all, you'll leave me alone."

"Fine."

"Fine? That's it?"

"Yes."

"All right. I'm going to go make breakfast. Will you help Jayden set the table?"

"I've lost my appetite. Tell him I'll come by and take him to lunch."

"Draco, don't do this. He'll be crushed."

"Jayden! Come here."

Jayden scampered into the room and looked between his parents. "Were you two having a row?"

"No, Jayden. Come here and listen to me. I have to go into the Office so I can't stay for breakfast. I'll come by and pick you up for lunch. We'll go to Diagon Alley and eat wherever you want to. Then, if you're good for your mum until then, we'll go flying after lunch, okay?"

"Why do you have to go to work on my birthday, Da?"

"It's not all day, little man. It's just for a couple of hours this morning."

Jayden stared at the floor and shifted on his feet. "Ohtay, Da."

"That's my little man. Be good for Mummy."

"Ohtay, Da."

"Go start setting the table, Poppet. I'll be there in a minute to make your breakfast."

Jayden drug his feet all the way into the kitchen. Ginny waited to hear him pulling silverware out of the dishwasher.

"How could you do that to him? He's heartbroken. He just wanted to have breakfast with you and you don't even have to go into the office."

"I always have to go into the office, Gin. I just pawn the work off well. That's what happens when you own the company. And, just for the record, Gin: he wanted to have breakfast with us. He'll get over me not being here for breakfast. It appears as if though he'll have to get used to it."

Ginny flinched at the last remark. "Draco, can't you put aside our difference of opinion for our son's well-being? I can't be with you, because it makes me crazy. It's not that I don't enjoy being with you and it's not that I don't care for you. Things would just be so much easier if we were in love. You don't understand how much I want someone to love me with all they have, Draco. It's too hard to have you half way. It can't be as hard to live without your affections, as it is to live knowing you don't love me and that you'll eventually leave me for someone you do love."

"I'll never leave you, Gin. I have no interest in any other women."

"But you'll have interest in one of them someday. And then I won't be enough anymore. I sent Mike away, what more do you want?"

"I didn't ask you to send Mike away. I just told you not to marry him."

"But why did you tell me not to marry him? He was good to me; he was good to Jayden. Why wasn't he good enough?"

"Because he wasn't me. It doesn't have to be like this, Gin. I offered you the ring, didn't I?"

The voice in the back of her head piped up at that moment.

"Gin, don't marry him. Marry me."

"Why?"

"Because you deserve better than that Mike bloke."

"And you think you're better than him because?"

"Because I love you."

Ginny shook her head to shut off the mental playback of that horrible night. "You offered me a ring as a means to an end. You don't want me marrying someone else, so you thought I'd marry you and then I couldn't find someone else. You weren't asking me to marry you for the right reasons."

"So why did you turn Mike down?"

"Because he wasn't right for me."

"Why not?"

"Because I didn't love him enough. I wasn't in love with him."

"Was he in love with you?"

"I think so. He was the first, so I can't be sure."

Draco placed a kiss on Ginny's cheek. "No, he wasn't the first, Gin. He won't be the last either, I'm sure. I have to go to the office. I'll be back around noon to pick Jayden up for lunch. Have a good breakfast." With that, he Disapparated and was gone.

Ginny felt a knot form in her stomach. Why did they always do this? It just wasn't healthy-for them or for Jayden. She went into the kitchen to make breakfast for her birthday boy.

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Later that day, Jayden's birthday party was in full swing. Draco hadn't yet made an appearance. He'd gone home after taking Jayden for lunch claiming he had to change for the party.

Jayden was running around with all his cousins shooting the water guns Narcissa had ordered from a Muggle toy store. Apparently, Fred and George had gotten a hold of them, because every time the water from one of the guns hit someone, they would let out a random animal noise. Molly had made all the food except the cake and the even the most stodgy guests were enjoying the home-cooked extravaganza.

Jayden ran by Narcissa and Ginny making monkey noises while Fred and George were barking like dogs. Everyone was having a great time.

"Narcissa, you did a wonderful job this year. Everything is really great. Jayden's having such a good time and thank you for including my mum. I know she really enjoyed trying the recipes out of the Black Family Cookbook. I'm sorry I just didn't have the concentration to help plan as much as I would have liked."

"Oh, Ginny, don't think on it another second. I had a wonderful time doing it. After all, what am I good for besides planning parties? It's in the blood, dear."

"You're good for other things besides planning parties."

"Pish posh, it doesn't really matter, does it? Where is Draco? It's been an hour since he dropped Jayden off."

"Speak of the devil and the devil shall appear- with a Playwitch model," Ginny replied.

Draco was honestly disgusted by Pandora, but she was a persistent one. She'd managed to hang out doing secretarial work at the Ministry, so he ended up seeing her quite often. It was obvious what she was doing, but, at this point, Draco didn't care. He placed an arm around Pandora's waist and escorted her over to his where his Mother and Ginny were standing. Her perfume was going to make him pass out. Apparently, she didn't abide by the fashion motto "less is more."

"Draco, darling, what took you so long?" Narcissa kissed her son on the cheek. "And who is this sickeningly sweet smelling creature you've brought along with you." Pandora beamed at Draco's side.

"This is Pandora, Mother. Pandora, this is my Mother."

"Charmed." Narcissa was obviously not pleased.

"This is Ginny, she's Jayden's mother."

Ginny shook the woman's limp-wristed hand.

"Da! You're here! Look what Grandmum got for the party! Uncle Fred and Uncle George put charmed water in them!" Jayden squirted Draco and he began roaring like a lion. It wore off within a couple of seconds and everyone laughed, even Draco. "Thanks again, Grandmum!" Draco picked Jayden up in his arms.

"Don't forget to thank your other Grandmum for making all the food and everyone else for your presents. Better yet, do you want to write out thank you cards with Grandmum next week?"

"Yeah! I'll help!" Jayden paused and shifted in his Father's embrace. He whispered in Draco's ear, "Da, who's that?" Jayden glared at Pandora.

"This is Pandora. Be polite and say hello."

"Da, she smells funny. Why is she here?" Draco stifled a laugh.

"I'll have you know this is designer French perfume! It does not stink!" Pandora exclaimed.

"Pandora, there is no reason to yell at my son," Draco commented. "Jayden, would you please apologize for being rude."

"I'm sorry, Pandora," Jayden said ruefully.

Draco sat Jayden down on the ground. "Go play, little man. We're probably going to have cake and presents in a bit." Jayden ran off to rejoin his cousin in their water gun fight.

Narcissa's smirk curved abnormally. Draco knew what was coming next. This ought to be amusing.

"So, Pandora, what is it that you do?"

"Oh, I do lots of things. I work at the Ministry. I'm also dabbling in modeling. I am quite photogenic," Pandora bragged.

"Oh, really? What do you do at the Ministry?"

"I help out in a lot of different areas."

Ginny scoffed. Helps in what `different areas'-her boss' stick and berries?

"Oh, you know-I help wherever I'm needed."

"Pandora, are you being blatantly coy, or are you just so intrigued by your own climb up the social ladder that you cannot answer the question due to the nature of the services you provide?"

Draco's mouth fell open. I was right, this is amusing.

Pandora opened her mouth to speak, "Mrs. Malfoy, are you insinuating-"

Narcissa continued, "I can only imagine that with you apparent lack of class and the way you are clinging to my son's arm that you think he is the key to your acceptance into civilized society. And make no mistake, I am not implying anything, I'm stating it outright. Unfortunately for you, dear, you were obviously not raised with an extensive enough vocabulary to be blessed with the sarcasm and wit that is characteristic of such an upbringing. Normally, speaking one's mind is not characteristic of someone of my position; however, I have paid my dues and am old enough where I can get away with it."

"Mrs. Malfoy, I don't know what I've done to offend you, but whatever it is, I'm sure it was a simple misunderstanding."

"No, your mere presence and scent offends me. Pandora, I'm sure that your liberal application was purposeful. No doubt you assumed the more liberally you apply it, the faster my son would jump on top of you. I'm sure you can open your eyes and see what is in front of you?" Narcissa gestured to Ginny. "While I'm sure her birth was to a family you consider far beneath yours, she has a brain between her ears. My son finds that far more attractive than your assets." Narcissa gestured to the rather large breasts that were hanging precariously from Pandora's shirt.

"Mother, that's enough. Pandora is our guest-"

"No, she's not. She is your guest. Who brings a date to their child's birthday party? You and Ginny should be hosting the party celebrating your son's birth together- not from opposing corners."

"Narcissa, that's enough. If Draco wants to bring a date to the party, that's fine. It's really not an issue."

"Honestly! You two are impossible! I must see to my other guests." Narcissa began to walk away, but turned towards them again, as an afterthought. "I would say it was a pleasure to meet you, but it wasn't. Have a nice time at the party, Pandora."

The three remaining members of the group stared after Narcissa with mixed emotions on their faces: Draco looked amused, Pandora looked furious, and Ginny was shocked. She'd never know Narcissa to be anything but poised and collected-such outbursts were completely uncharacteristic of her.

"I'd better go check on Jayden. I'll see the two of you later." Ginny walked across the lawn towards her son.

"How could you let them treat me as if I were common waste on the street?"

"Well, Pandora, when you smell like `common waste,' as you so eloquently put it, how can they come to any other conclusion?"

Pandora laughed as if Draco were joking. "Oh, Draco, such a sense of humor you have!" She reattached herself to his arm. "Never mind them, why don't you introduce me to some of your other friends?"

Draco stared off into the distance where Ginny was running around with Jayden and the other guests. She shot Jayden with the enchanted water and he began to howl like a coyote. Draco smiled.

"Draco?"

Draco shook his head to clear his mind. "Actually, Pandora-" he removed her nails from his bicep, "-this was a mistake."

"A mistake?"

"Mother was right, you don't have the brains of a parrot. I shouldn't have brought you here." Draco wrapped an arm around her and Disapparated.

Ginny heard the crack of Draco's Disapparation and felt her stomach fall. Jayden ran at her and knocked them both to the ground. He was giggling as if his life depended on it and kissed her cheeks.

"Mum, don't look so sad-Da will be back. He wouldn't miss my BIRTHDAY PARTY!"

"I know, Poppet." She kissed his cheek and began tickling him madly.

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Draco and Pandora appeared outside Pandora's apartment. Immediately, Pandora tore herself from Draco's grasp and began pummeling him with her fists.

"You're such a prat! What is your problem?"

"My problem, Pandora, is that I took you to that party for all the wrong reasons. I shouldn't have taken you at all."

"You think I'm not of your stature?" Pandora sneered.

"No, that's not it. I know you're not of my caliber, but I used to halfway enjoy your company. I don't anymore."

"But, Draco, why did you bring me home then? You know you fancy me." She traced a long, manicured nail down his chest while attempting to press herself further against him.

"Asking you out today was not out of a desire to see you."

"Fine! Go then!" Pandora pushed Draco's chest as if to hurry him on his way.

"I planned on it. I just didn't fancy you being a lump of goo against the wards at my son's birthday party."

"You're repulsive, Draco."

"And a prat, don't forget that." Draco disappeared from Pandora's grasp as she began to throw a temper tantrum in the hallway outside her apartment.

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Draco returned to Malfoy Manor and made his way up to his old suite of rooms. He quickly changed into something more appropriate for rolling around on the ground with his son.

He quickly descended the stairs with practiced ease and made his way out onto the lawns.

He scanned the lawns and found what he was looking for. Ginny and Jayden were fighting a losing battle with Fred and George, but seemed to be having a great time all the while. He grinned and jogged over to them picking up a discarded water gun on the way.

He joined the water fight and helped Ginny and Jayden win their war against the twins. They were all caterwauling like various species of animal when Molly announced it was time for cake.

Presents were opened and more water fights were had. As darkness approached, fireworks erupted in the sky as a crowning event to the evening. People made their excuses and said their good-byes as the house elves began to make themselves known to clean up after the party.

Ginny lay in a wide, reclining chair in the rose garden. She was nearly asleep with Jayden curled up into her side when Draco appeared and motioned for her to shift over.

Ginny scooted over towards the side of the chair to make room for Draco. She turned on her side and cuddled her son closer to her chest. Draco lay down on his side facing Ginny and began stroking his son's blonde hair.

"Where did Pandora get off to?"

"I took her home."

"Why?"

"Because Mother was right. My son's birthday party is the wrong place to bring a date."

"When are you going to see her again?" Ginny asked, tension apparent in her voice.

"It doesn't matter. Did you enjoy the party?"

"I did, and it does matter."

"Why does it matter?"

"Because I said so."

"I'm not our son. That excuse doesn't work on me. Why does it matter when I do or do not take Pandora out? Why does it matter when I take any woman out? You're the one that told me to leave you alone," Draco reasoned.

"I just take offense to you bringing such questionable women into our son's presence."

"I'm sure that's all there is to it."

"That's it," Ginny said succinctly.

"No one assumes that any of the women I would consider dating are up to your high standards, but since I can't date you I have to take the next best thing."

"And the next best thing is some tart only interested in climbing the social ladder and being a trophy wife."

"The sex must be spectacular as well."

"Draco! Our son is right here!"

"He's sleeping and we're whispering. He hasn't heard a thing."

Ginny let out an exasperated sigh. "This is hard."

"What is?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie, it doesn't become you. I also heard it's bad for your complexion."

"You vain git." Ginny smirked at the look that crossed his features briefly at her comment.

"Maybe so, but that doesn't change the fact that you're avoiding the topic."

"What topic?"

"Fine. We'll discuss it later. It's late. We should get him home."

"It's all right. I can manage."

"I know you can, but I don't care. I'm tired of this. We're going to put him to bed and sit down on the couch and talk all of this out once and for all."

"Draco, I'm too tired to deal with this right now."

"You'll always have an excuse." Draco was so irritated he got up off the lounge chair and flung his hands through his hair.

"We're going home. We'll figure out the presents tomorrow." Ginny picked herself and her child up and stalked off into the night.

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Ginny had arrived home in a huff. "I'm surprised I didn't splinch us."

She put Jayden to bed kissing his forehead. "I love you, Poppet."

Jayden mumbled, "I love you, too, Mummy." He turned over and buried himself in his pillow.

Ginny smiled and shut the bedroom door behind her. Shedding clothes as she entered her bedroom she couldn't shake the feeling that she was doing being watched. "I would have heard someone come in and Draco wouldn't set faulty wards. It's fine. I'm just tense."

The spray of the shower eased some of the tension out of her muscles. She dressed in her pajamas and went downstairs for some hot chocolate. After what resulted in the startle of her life, she went over to Draco and slapped him square across the face.

"When I said I was coming home, I didn't mean that as an invitation for you to follow. This is the second time you've appeared in my living room without an invitation today. Do you enjoy making a nuisance of yourself?"

Draco rubbed the spot on his cheeks that was reddening rapidly. "Ginny, I don't make a habit of hitting women, but you make me want to shake the shit out of you sometimes."

"I'd like to see you try."

"Don't push me, woman."

She literally pushed him.

"Ginny, we will not beat the tar out of each other within earshot of our child. It isn't a fair fight. I have no desire to have my bits disintegrated and I do not have the presence of mind to allow you to batter me without striking you back."

"I don't give a flying fuck if it's a fair fight. I think I fancy the idea of taking out some of my aggression on your patrician features!"

She pushed him again.

"Stop it!" Draco grabbed her wrists as she raised her arms to push him again.

"I've had enough, Draco! I have had fucking enough of this horseshit!" She thrashed from the wrist trying to free herself from his grasp.

"Ginny, we are going to discuss this calmly and rationally."

"How do you suppose we'll do that? This isn't a calm or rational situation!"

"Point taken, but as I said before, we are not going to knock the tar out of each other within earshot of our child. With that said, this type of volatile situation can't do any more for him than our extremely complicated relationship."

Ginny's death glare gave him shivers. If she was within reach of her wand, she'd have hexed his balls off by now-that much could be considered gospel.

"Let-me-go-now." Her words were cool and calculated.

Draco considered his options. Let her go and possibly be hexed or keep a hold of her and be hexed later for sure. He released her wrists and Ginny showed him her killer right hook. It knocked him back a few steps. His hand flew to his jaw.

"I don't need my wand to cause you pain, Draco."

Rubbing his jaw Draco stared at Ginny incredulously.

His voice was low and dangerous when he spoke again. "That's it. I've had it."

Pushing past Ginny he walked straight into Jayden's room.

"Don't even think about it, Malfoy."

"I'll think about whatever I want, Weasley."

Before Ginny could stop him, he'd picked up Jayden and disappeared with him.

"BLOODY FUCKING HELL! I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU SENSELESS, DRACO MALFOY!" Ginny screamed into the empty room.


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