Chapter Eighteen

The Pit of Despair

Ginny snarled at Harry through Draco Malfoy's blonde bangs, grateful for the added element that let her Polyjuice potion last for a full day.

"Malfoy, I might have known. Where is Hermione?"

She shrugged. "Dunno, Potter. Maybe I put her where I put Weasley girl."

Harry paled and Ginny nearly grinned with delight.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Ginny shrugged. "Oh, maybe I just didn't kill the little red head after all."

"And why wouldn't you?"

"Dunno. Maybe the same reason why you sent her to me to be killed in the first place."

He blanched and she felt triumph and horror war in her. She'd been guessing and it hurt to know that she was right.

"Now what?" she asked, doing her best to imitate Draco's drawl.

"You tell me where my fiance is."

"Mmm. Gonna pass on that one, Potty. You know it's kinda pathetic. You've been chasing the same girl for nearly a decade and you're not man enough for her. Not to mention the fact that Weasley is."

Harry paled further. "Malfoy, you tell me where she is this instant!"

"Or what? You'll kill me? You'll sic Professor Lupin here on me?"

Lupin looked surprised at being called out and a sort of panic set into his eyes. Ginny knew Lupin would never hurt her and she actually kinda liked him but he had to know he was doing some phenomenally stupid things right now.

Harry was starting to look desperate now and she was reminded why he wasn't a bad guy. He had no stones for it.

"Just let me go, Potter. Let me go and let Granger go. That girl is your best friend. You'll kill yourself if you make her stay."

"Now here I was hoping for a real confrontation."

Ginny felt the blood drain from her face and stared in horror as Draco Malfoy strode down the subterrean stairs to the torture pit. Over his shoulder he was carrying Hermione who was trying to pull the gag off her mouth

"Oh bloody hell," Ginny muttered.

Harry looked between the two of them with a sort of confused expression that he was very good at.

"Malfoy!" Hermione snapped, getting free of her gag at last. "Put me down this instant!"

Draco shrugged and set her down. She turned and stared at Ginny who, you will remember, still looked like Draco.

"What is going on?" Lupin asked.

Draco drew his wand and pointed it at Lupin. "Petrifus Totalus," he drawled.

Lupin fell over like a cut tree.

Hermione tore off the rest of her bonds and rushed over to stand by Ginny. "Harry, if you let them go I swear I will marry you."

"What the bloody hell, woman?" Draco snapped. "I have everything sorted!"

"Hermione, I can't let you," Ginny said, more to tick off Draco then anything else.

Hermione turned to Ginny.

"Oh this is just too damn confusing," Harry said.

Draco studied Ginny and Hermione. "I don't know. I kinda like the idea of watching myself make out with a hot girl. Tell you what, Granger. Next time you play me and make out with Weasley."

"Malfoy!" Hermione snapped.

He pouted but said nothing more.

"Can someone please tell me what is going on here?" Snape asked, stepping into the room as well, Ron at his heels.

Draco glanced at them then waved his wand lazily at Ginny. "Finite Incantatum."

The bonds released her and she felt her hair lengthening to its normal length.

"Ginny!" Ron cried happily and rushed over to sweep his sister into a bone crunching hug.

"Is there going to be any sort of retribution here?" Draco asked.

"Will someone tell me what is going on?" Snape repeated.

"Hermione, I think we should see other people," Harry said magnanimously.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Bloody hell! Is that Lupin?" Snape declared.

"So what exactly did happen here?" Ron asked as Snape began casting temporary disfiguration spells on Lupin (at least they hoped they were temporary).

"It's a long story," Ginny said, wrapping her arm around Hermione's shoulder. "We'll tell you on the ship."

"I hope you aren't talking about my ship," Draco drawled. "I have a strict rule about who I let on and I don't think you make the cut, Weasel-boy."

"Shut up, Ferret-face."


"The end," Ginny said, smiling down at the two little boys sleeping soundly in the bed.

She rose to her feet and kissed each of them on their foreheads.

Hermione came in, carrying their baby daughter. "Don't tell me you were telling them that story again."

"They love it," Ginny said, going to her and kissing her tenderly.

"Please tell me you didn't tell them how it really ended," Hermione asked, letting Ginny lead her from the room and to their own. She set their daughter down in her cradle.

"I may have dropped a few of Snape's more colorful phrases," Ginny confessed.

"What is he up to these days?" Hermione asked, pulling off her tee-shirt.

Ginny sat on the edge of their bed and untied her sneakers. "He got that potion back from Lupin and has been doing more research and development. Any exciting things at work today?"

"An invitation to Pansy and Harry's wedding," Hermione said with a grin, pulling off her own shoes.

Ginny giggled. "Exciting. Speaking of Pansy, how is Draco?"

Hermione rolled her eyes as she shimmied out of her pants. Ginny followed suit before pulling on a nightie.

"He and Ron have started a harem on his ship," Hermione replied. "I'll let you know when they out grow that."

"Don't hold your breath," Ginny said, slipping under the covers with Hermione.

"By the way, Ginny, you never told the boys how the story ended for the princess and her man in black," Hermione purred.

Ginny put her arms around Hermione and drew her close. "I thought that was obvious, darling. They lived happily ever after."

"That they did," Hermione replied before Ginny sealed her lips with a kiss.

The End.

(A/N: Soooooo, who loves Draco right now? I forgot how entertaining he can be. He's such a child. Gotta love him. I was gonna post the epilogue in a separate chapter but decided against it. This was much easier. And I'm lazy. That being said, there probably will not be an update next week. I'm super swamped with work and next week is American Thanksgiving.