Name: Sounds Like Life
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, except Aleta. All the characters that you have heard of before belong to JK Rowling.
Summary: Sequel to Too Young. Ginny and Draco's journey through parenthood.
Notes: Yay! It's finally up. I hope I get some of my old reviewers. I love you guys and anyone new that comes along. Aleta is pronounced ah-LEE-ta
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Ginny looked at the clock next to her. It was one thirty in the morning and she was only a quarter of the way through her Transfiguration essay which was due the next morning. She was exhausted.
Draco was currently trying to get Aleta back to sleep. She couldn't hear her daughter crying anymore, probably because Draco was humming to her. That seemed to be the only thing that would calm her when she awoke in the middle of the night. He really was the perfect father.
Ginny yawned. She decided to take a detention and get some sleep. She hadn't slept more of than three hours a night since Aleta was born. She often wondered how her mother had stayed up so many nights with her and her brothers. She'd come to the conclusion that her mother wasn't normal.
Draco walked into the large bedroom and looked at Ginny. He made his way to the large bed and layed down. The Room of Requirement had now taken the shape of an apartment. It was odd. They were in Hogwarts, yet it felt like they were on their own.
They had a large living room with a couch, love seat, and two chairs. There was a fireplace in front of the couch. A large coffee table was in front of the couch. The colors were dark scarlet and silver.
There was a kitchen, which was pretty normal; a table and a few chairs, a stove (which neither of them had touched in fear of starting a fire), and a refrigerator that stunned both of them as to it's function. This place sure had turned Muggle.
Aleta's nursery was their favorite room. It was a light pink with fairies and butterflies dancing across the wall. The trim was white with pink polka dots. The crib was large and white with a white draping canopy. But Aleta slept, currently, in a pink ruffly bassinet. There was a toy chest in the corner, a changing table/dresser on the opposite wall, and a large white rocking chair next to the bassinet.
Draco and Ginny's room was simple. The bed was a king, the sheets were black and the comforter was dark red. There were large, fluffy pillows running there way across the bed and resting on the large wooden headboard. They each had a dresser. There was a bathroom joined to the room.
Ginny let her head fall onto her pillow and she turned and looked at Draco.
"These nights are killing me." She said.
"You're not alone. It took over an hour to get Aleta back to sleep." Draco said.
Ginny crawled closer to her, well, she was pretty sure Draco was her boyfriend now. He was the father of her child, they shared a bed, and put up with each others annoying little habits. Like how every little thing had a perfect little place in Draco's mind. It drove Ginny insane.
She rested her head on one of the many pillows and put her arm over Draco's chest. She closed her eyes and sighed.
"Did we make the right decision? Or were we just living in the moment?" She asked.
"I think we made the right decision. Now that we have Aleta, I can't imagine life without her."
Ginny nodded. "Good night, Draco."
"Night, Gin."
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Their alarm clock rang at eight in the morning. Ginny slapped it off before pushing it off the bedside table. She was sick of the pesky little thing of Muggle technology. She groaned before sitting up. She had been up two more times that night. She hit Draco awake and stumbled toward the bathroom.
She took a shower, brushed her teeth and almost died when she saw her reflection. How could she be fourteen and look damn near fourty? Well, she did have a newborn daughter that kept her busy all day. That was probably the culprit.
Ginny walked, hit Draco awake once more, and then went to check on Aleta. Sure, now that it was day time she was sleeping perfectly. Ginny leaned over the bassinet and looked at her. She was perfect. Unruly red hair, pouty lips, a cute little nose. She was amazing. A true miracle.
But Ginny was freezing. She only had on a robe and decided it was time to go and get dressed. Draco was in the shower when she got back to their room. She changed quickly. She hated that her clothes for school were so tight now. She only had one month left before the summer holidays, but after she had Aleta she had gotten, well, bigger. Her chest, her waist, her butt, her legs. She hated it.
Everyone was ready fifteen minutes later. Aleta was unhappy about the fact that she had to be up, but other than that she was happy. She fell asleep in Draco's arms on the way to the Great Hall. There were no baby-sitters at Hogwarts, a horrible fact, so Ginny and Draco had to deal with their classes and Aleta. Draco took Aleta before lunch and Ginny took Aleta afterward. Today though, it seemed like something different was going to happen.
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TBC...
