Ginny/Albus
Albus slowly turned towards the woman who was supposed to be his mother and frowned at her. "No, I didn't know that. I'm sorry." It still didn't make up for the hell that he had been going through, knowing that his own mother didn't want him around, but it explained it. Still, wasn't a mother always supposed to just know her children? Shouldn't that have transpired universes to where ever they were now? That only seemed logical.
"You'll be that woman I'm waiting for, one day." He didn't sound thrilled about it. He wanted his mother now, he wanted to get over his baggage of being attached to her and Harry. She was making it worse, making him want his mother, the mother he knew and loved, even more. Even with her story, the fact that he could have had another brother or sister, for some reason that wasn't working in her favor with him. Albus just wanted what he knew.