A/N: Finally an end. Thank you for all your patience and reviews. Enjoy!

Chapter Thirteen

'Cause life starts now.

You've done all the things

That could kill you somehow

And you're so far down

But you will survive it somehow

'Cause life starts now.

-Three Days Grace

When I was ten, I fell in love with Harry Potter. I am now twenty four years old and for most of those fourteen years, I believed that Harry would be the one I would end up with. I had it all planned out to what I thought was perfect. I would be with Harry and we would one day marry, while my brother, Ron, would marry my best friend Hermione. The four of us would be the perfect couples and our lives would be perfect.

I wanted perfect. This is the life I was used to. The world that I had grown to know and be comfortable in. I was safe with perfect.

The second wizarding world change my perspective for a while. I was sixteen and Draco Malfoy made me realize there was so much more outside the world that I had planned out. It was intoxicating and so perfectly imperfect. If that makes any sense at all.

However, when the world he had shown me came crashing down, I went back to what I knew. It was not that hard to fall back into what I was used to having. Sure, you I had those lingering thoughts of what could have been, but I forced myself to look at it as a simple bump in life.

Although things were going as perfectly as I planned, I had to force myself to happy in that life because I no longer saw it as the perfect life. Even if it was, I wanted the imperfect life I had.

Ron and Hermione had married and I was engaged to Harry Potter. Two of my close friends, Luna and Dean, were married and had a son. I had an amazing job as an Auror and I couldn't imagine a better world. It was exactly how I planned. Yet, it all felt wrong.

Over the years after the war, it all began to fall back into place. I started to actually feel happy in my life again and it all started to feel right again.

That was until Draco came back into my life to remind me that I had indeed imagined a better world. The first time he took me from the world I was used to and shared a different outlook with me. This time, he had taken the world I had been used to and turned upside down. He ruined everything I once dreamed for and I found that I did not care.

Draco always did that to me.

Choosing Draco over Harry was the harder choice and it will always be the harder choice. Everything had always come so easy between Harry and myself. We had been friends and he was the one guy my brother Ron approved of me dating. We don't really fight, bicker maybe, but we never have a problem for very long. My family loves him and my friends adore him. Like I said, we were perfect. Even our personalities meshed, from our likes and dislikes, to short tempered but sweet.

Draco and I are like, well, fire and ice. We were in a way enemies for several years before we were put in a situation where we were 'forced' to be friendly towards one another. I wouldn't call it my most friendly experience, but it did lead me to falling in love with him. That doesn't change everyone else's perspective, like my family or my friends. We tend to fight a bit, both of us can be pretty vicious with one another and it has led to us not talking for days. We always make up, although it's mostly because we silently agree to disagree.

When we lost the baby, I was destroyed. It had happened so fast and so soon. People, including family and friends, were still trying to figure out if I was with Harry or if I was with Draco. I'll admit I did avoid my family and several friends during this time, but it was a hard time. I was going from being engaged to Harry to being the mother of Draco's soon to be child. Rumors were flying and I, in all honesty, was not ready to face a lot of people with this news.

I did not return to work after losing my child and instead I took a long term leave of absence for an undetermined amount of time. Draco and I had both been hurt and this only led to more fights between us, which only hurt us more. I was still staying at the place Draco and I had, but not very many people knew we had a place together. Even if they did, I refused to see anyone.

The only thing is, Narcissa Malfoy isn't just anyone. Draco had presumed his mother was dead when she did not return to London after his father's death. He had been quite wrong.

"What are you doing here?" Draco asked out of shock seeing his mother standing in the doorway. This had peaked Ginny's interest. He would usually mutter something about how Ginny is not seeing anyone before shutting the door in their face. He didn't like that Dean, Harry and Hermione kept appearing quite often to talk to Ginny.

His voice was definitely shocked and this made Ginny stand to peek her head into the hallway that lead to the front door. She could see Draco standing next to the open door, still holding onto the handle.

"I'm your mother, why shouldn't I be here." The women said and even hearing her voice Ginny would have known it was Narcissa. Her book fell out of her hands and landed loudly on the floor, causing Draco to look over at her. Narcissa took this moment to step inside the house and into Ginny's view. Their eyes met and Draco shut the door, watching them, waiting for something to happen.

"You must be Ginevra." She said, slowly walking towards Ginny, Draco quickly following.

"I prefer Ginny, but yes I am." Ginny responded with and Narcissa crinkled her nose slightly, which offended Ginny just as slightly.

"Ginevra is much more attractive. Although, the wanted photos of you from the war were much more attractive than your appear right now." Narcissa said outspokenly, yet not insulting. Although Ginny didn't quite take it that way. However, Draco took this moment to jump in.

"So mother, what are you doing back in London after five years?" He asked, this time slightly more forcefully. Sure Ginny and him were not on very good speaking terms, but he still didn't like anything ill being said about her.

"Don't act so high and mighty, you just returned yourself less than a year ago." She said and Draco looked surprised. "I can see you in the papers just like everyone else can, along with your partner here. Both of you were quite good I heard. Then I started to see rumors in the papers and I presumed they were just that. Until I seen that my son had just recently lost a child." She said and Draco swallowed, while Ginny turned and sat back down on the couch, throwing her blanket back over her legs.

"Yeah. Four weeks ago." Draco said simply, his voice low.

"I heard and that's why I came back. It took me two weeks to track you down since you both dropped off the face of the earth." She said, crossing her arms.

"Yeah, how did you find us?" Ginny asked, her voice a bit rough, but Narcissa over looked it.

"That friend of yours. I recognized her in the elevator at the ministry. Ms. Granger?" She said and Ginny looked down, shocked that Hermione actually spoke to Narcissa. "She was a bit shocked to see me at first, but when I told her I was looking for the two of you, she told me where you lived. She also wished me luck because you two cut off the world." She finished with and then it fell silent.

"So here we are." Draco said after a few moments. Narcissa smiled and gestured for them to stand up.

"And now we are leaving." She said and Ginny laughed a little at the thought of leaving the house.

"What do you mean we are leaving?" Ginny asked when Narcissa told Draco to start packing up their stuff. Draco still didn't move, not quite sure what was going on.

"I am taking you two home with me. I am his mother and it is my job to take care of him no matter what age he is. I presume that even with all the current tension between you two, you still want to be together?" She asked, looking at the two of them, who both nodded slowly. "Then you will be coming with especially because I need to get to know you. You two need to get away from this scene if you want to move on or it will just break you two into pieces." She said, before picking Draco's wand off the table, handing it to him. "Now be a gentleman and back everything. I assume Ginny will want to write a letter to her parents to let them know she needs to get away for a while." She said and Draco walked off, glancing back to Ginny as Narcissa took a seat on the couch.

I did write a letter to my parents. I apologized to them about all the stuff that was in the papers. I told them that I would be getting away for a while because I was pregnant and I did lose my child. I told them I would keep in touch, more so when I get my feet back on the ground and that I loved them very much, as well as all my brothers.

I did write Ron a separate letter. Since we never really made up from the fight we had where he blackmailed me into not telling Hermione about Matthew. Hey, you're not siblings without a little blackmail. I mostly just wanted to let him know that I was not angry at him.

Another letter went to Harry. I apologized for everything that happened between him and also told him that I would be leaving. I wished him luck and all my love, saying I would come back eventually. Although I clearly expressed that I didn't mean I would be returning to be with him.

Lastly, I wrote a letter to Hermione. This is the only letter where I mentioned Draco. All the others I wrote about how I would be taking sometime for myself to get away. I thanked her for sending Narcissa to the house because by now I had warmed up to the idea of getting away. I told her that I was going with Draco to stay with his mom. I also asked her not to tell anyone where I was staying. I wanted it to be known that I was leaving because I lost my child. I did not want people to start saying I ran off with Draco.

I sent the letters and Narcissa apparated us away. I remember looking around at the area and noticing Draco smirking.

"Avalon." He had said and I immediately recognized it. My mother and aunt used to bring me to Avalon, an island that was once ruled by Morgan le Fay, their favorite dark sorceress.

"It's an island in the Mediterranean. Once ruled by-" Narcissa was saying before I jumped in.

"Morgan le Fay. Someone mentioned it to me once." I had said and I took in the view, following her into the house. As I followed her, Draco walked next to me, grabbing my hand for the first time in a few weeks. Just moments away from everything and we were already healing.

The point is that I ended up leaving for almost two years. I did a very bad job at keeping up with everyone and sending letters, mostly only remembering around the holidays when I missed them the most. Draco and I returned with Narcissa and the first thing we did was go see Robards about getting our jobs back. He did curse us out for quite some time before telling us that we are lucky we made such a good team. He told us to be in first thing Monday morning, but that was the easiest part of returning home.

Afterwards, I quickly learned how much changes in two years.

The first person I wanted to see was Hermione for two reasons. She was the only person I told that I was going off with Draco and I expected her to change the least out of everyone. I was immediately proved wrong when Draco insisted we go see Blaise first. We arrive at Blaise's to find Hermione answer the door with a loud squeal at the sight of us.

"Didn't you take us to Blaise's?" I asked Draco, who was looking at Hermione. It was after she gave me a death grip hug on the front porch that I finally noticed the ring on her hand. "You got married!" Ginny yelled out when Hermione was in the middle of hugging Draco as Blaise walked up.

"You two got married?" Draco asked and Hermione turned to the side to reveal a small baby bump.

"We wanted to wait until you guys got back, but then I found out I was pregnant." Hermione explained and I actually almost fell over. Hermione was supposed to change the least.

"There is bigger news." Blaise said nudging Hermione with a smirk, who rolled her eyes as he made her tell us.

"You will never guess who Ron is engaged to." Hermione said quite firmly and my jaw dropped.

"My brother is engaged!" I shrieked.

"To Pansy Parkinson." Blaise finished for Hermione and Draco had to learn on the wall for support. I, on the other hand, smiled and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Good, it'll be easy to tell my parents that Draco and I will be getting married." I said happily because that had been one thing I was worried about.

I wasn't just coming home because I had healed. I was coming home because Draco and I were going to get married, Narcissa was planning a huge thing and we had a lot of people to tell in a short amount of time.

"Well I guess it's time you officially met my parents." I said with a smile in Draco direction, who's face fell, but then he finally smirked.

"As long as we move forward in life without running away again." He said and I nodded in agreement because I've had enough running for a lifetime.