a/n: Nothing great to say, except Happy New Year.
Thanks to fallenwitch my beta reader. Onto the chappie now.
"Why are you crying?" asked Draco. "What happened, Ginny, you have got to tell me," he said, pacing the length of the abandoned classroom that they were occupying. "Did someone say something? Was it Potter?" he asked.
When she still didn't reply, he swore under his breath and took her into his arms. "Gin dear, if you don't tell me why you're crying, how can help you?"
"Nothing, Draco," said Ginny, "I just read this really sweet novel, and it ended in the most amazing way," she finished, wiping the last of her tears.
"You were crying over that? And I was worried sick what had happened. My Gosh, Gin….."
Back to the present.
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Draco paced the room as he heard Ginny crying. She was still in the room with the pensive. What are you doing here? You should be with her there. He shook his head. He knew Ginny needed time to come to terms with everything he had told her in past two days. Suddenly finding out that someone you've hated for so long wasn't at fault was a huge shock, and she needed to cry the pain out.
Feeling helpless, he paced the length of the room waiting for Ginny to come out.
When she finally did, he found an odd glint in her eyes. "So it was all you're messed up father. All, his fault?" shouted Ginny.
"Yes," replied Draco.
"And the engagement? The marriage?" she asked.
"Didn't mean anything. Not a single thing," he said earnestly.
"How can you stand there and say that? You married another woman, and yet you stand there asking me to give you five days of my life? To give you a chance which you don't deserve? To betray my family, Richard, and everyone all over again?" she spat. "Tell me Draco, what promise can you make to me that will assure me that this isn't all just a plan to ruin me all over again? To humiliate me? To use me and then throw me away?"
"You don't understand," he said, taking a step towards her.
"No, don't touch me. Your touch makes me sick," she said. "So tell me about this marriage," she said.
"It was with another Death Eater, but nothing happened between us, I promise. I wasn't even at the Manor most of the time. And as soon as I went over to the light side, she left me," he said, his head bent.
"And now where is she? You wouldn't know, would you? Because that is your nature,that is how sick you are".
"She died at Potter's hands," said Draco.
Suddenly unable to say anything else, Ginny fell to the ground. Huge sobs tore from within her body as she crumpled into a small ball on the floor.
He couldn't see her suffer like that. He needed to comfort her. She needed to hear him out. He deserved another chance at happiness with her. Gently taking her into his arms, he rocked her back and forth, till she calmed down.
"Why did it have to happen with us Draco? We didn't do anything," she said. "My baby was innocent. Do you know when I lost him?" she asked. Turning her solemn eyes to him, she held up five fingers, "Five months- miscarriage. The healer said I didn't have enough strength," she said, an ironic laugh vibrating within her chest. "Do you know how it feels to lose a child? I was worried it was already war time, but then I woke up and saw…." her voice trailed off as Draco closed his eyes in pain.
"Did you bury him?" he asked.
"Yes, in a beautiful garden with lots of trees and flowers around him. Mother said that he looked like an angel. I never saw him. They thought I was too ill to bear the pain".
Draco nodded his head and continued to rock her.
"But who were they to decide what I would be able to handle and what not? You think I would have sworn off having babies?" she said and laughed ironically. "Mom said he looked good in black, with his blond hair. He had your hair," she said looking at him. "I never found out the color of his eyes though," she said, turning her head away. "I still go to visit him sometimes
"Gin, I know I've not done much to deserve it, but could you take me there?" he asked, feeling the moisture wet his cheeks.
"Yes. If you let me, I'll apparate us there, she said, wiping her tears and getting up. "It's the best time of year right now. Spring is beautiful there." She pulled on Draco's hand, urging him to join her. .
Draco nodded his head. Unlocking the wards, he held onto Ginny's hand as she Apparated them together.
As he felt his feet hit the earth, Draco opened his eyes and found himself in a beautiful garden. Everywhere he looked he could see happiness - flowers in full bloom and butterflies looking for nectar. Amidst all of this stood a small grave. It was just large enough to accommodate a child's broomstick. If there had been time, maybe their child would have ridden one.
Unable to hold back any longer, Draco wept finally for his lost child, their lost child. He felt a comforting hand on his shoulder and knew that Ginny would understand. She would wait patiently for him to finish mourning the loss of his flesh and blood.
He lost track of time as he knelt before the grave. Ginny knelt beside him, pointing towards a small statue next to the grave. An angel. He was holding a book. There were words on it. Draco looked hard and felt his chest become heavy again. Written across the book were words he knew would haunt him for the rest of his life
Daniel, son of Draco and Ginny, was the first one to understand the dangers of the war. This angel chose to watch over his parents from the heavens above and protect them till eternity.
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"Open up," came a loud voice from the other end of the door. Ron rubbed his eyes, cursing under his breath as he moved to open the door.
"Alright, I'm coming. Quit banging the door," he said. Opening the door, he was shocked to find Richard standing there looking haggard and unkempt. His hair was ruffled and robes were dirty. "Richard, what happened to you? Is something the matter? Where's Ginny?" he asked, looking for his little sister's frame behind Richard.
"She's not with me. She hasn't been at her house, Ron," said Richard.
"What are you saying? Wait, come on in," said Ron, moving aside to let Richard in. He offered his friend a seat and moved towards the stove to make some coffee. Turning around with two mugs in his hands, he said, "Now calm down and tell me what's happened."
"Ron, Ginny's missing. She hasn't been home in two days. I checked at the hospital, and they said she was on vacation, but nobody knows where she went," said Richard, panic evident in his voice.
"So, she must have taken off," said Ron shrugging.
"But she isn't the sort to do that. Besides, she had no plans of taking a vacation. How could she when we're about to fix a date for the wedding in two days?" said Richard.
"You're right," accepted Ron. "But I wouldn't be worried if I were you, she must have gone over to a friend's house."
"Ron, you don't understand. I've checked with all her friends , and tried to trace her tracks but nothing. I found nothing. And I checked the clock at Molly's house and it says - mortal peril."
a/n: According to National geographic, a baby's eyes, hair, spinal cord and brain cavity are formed after the fifth month, and majority of movements are done after seven months. At five months, a baby is nothing more than a small lump that is still taking proper shape. However, I took certain liberties with this chapter since it's a wizard baby.
Hope you enjoyed it.
Rids!
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