"Malfoys' assemble!" Draco Malfoy called to his house as he stepped in the door. He removed his robes and hung them on the clothes tree by the door then turned and waited. Soon his two children filed into the foyer.

"Hello Father, welcome home." Zavier shook his father's hand and stepped back to allow Skylar to be seen. When Skylar came toward Draco, he smiled and held out his hands. He loved both his children equally but he always favored his daughter. If Draco was anything he was a ladies' man. His son would soon run his own Malfoy manor but his daughter needed to learn about being treated with respect. He hugged her and kissed her hair. She smiled.

"Good evening, Father. How was your day?" Draco smiled.

"It was productive. Where is my wife?"

"Right here." Draco's face lit up.

"Ginny." He went to her and wrapped his hands around her waist. He kissed her all along her face, saving her lips for last. She smiled.

"Someone's happy to see me." He grinned.

"Never happy. Completely overjoyed." Draco kissed her again. "So, how was your day?" She smiled.

"It was good. I helped deliver a baby and two of my seriously ill patients are showing progress. One patient that had been hit with a particularly nasty curse talked today. All in all, pretty productive. Yours?"

"No where as good as yours. This woman is trying to sue on sexual harassment charges. Apparently, her boss was a little too eager to help her do her job well. Lot of calm detached talking and paperwork. But you, beautiful and helping to save lives. Wow. " He kissed her again. She swatted his arm.

"Always the charmer. Come on kids, time to eat." The children ran into the dining room and Ginny followed, Draco bringing up the rear. They sat around the table as the house elves brought out steak and a large bowl of salad along with potatoes and several variations of dressing. The family chatted happily about their day and all the things they did. Soon the dinner dishes were taken away and desert; apple pie a la mode was brought out. After desert, the kids went to their rooms to savor having their own rooms. They would be boarding the train at 9 ¾'s in a week. Over coffee, Draco turned to her.

"Ginny, I have something to tell you." She looked at him expectantly. "Well this is kind of difficult."

"Just say it."

"I have to go to America." She looked at him.

"What? America? What for?"

"For work. The partnering office in America needs me to come out and brief some new employees. I am the head of human resources. It's an all expense paid trip."

"All expense paid?"

"I'm flying."

"But you already have a broom."

"No, I'm flying on a plane." There was something about being married to a Muggle lover's daughter. She knew her Muggle contraptions.

"You're flying on a plane. You hate Muggles and all things Muggle and now you're flying on a plane."

"Believe me I don't want to do this. But the head of the company in America is a Muggle and the magical branch is under the cover of Muggles so I have to come in as a Muggle. No magic until I get to the real part." Ginny just looked at him some more. "I get to go first class." He offered meekly.

"When are you leaving?"

"In two weeks."

"Two weeks. And how long will you be gone?"

"I'm not sure. However long it takes to brief the employees. I have to oversee their move into the company and see how well they blend into it. I also have to make sure they can do their job with magic and not give us away. I mean, we could have Obliviators brought in but it's a messy time consuming job. I also have to be there to explain benefits, time off, where to go if they have any questions, and the possible paths they could take within the company, you know, promotions and things of that nature." Ginny nodded as he said all this and when he finished his little speech she said nothing. "Come on, Gin-gin, say something."

"In two weeks the kids will be gone Draco. I'll be here all alone." He reached over and grabbed her hand.

"I forgot to tell you the best part! You get to come with me! Isn't that great?" She scowled at him and he looked crestfallen. "What's wrong now?"

"You would wait until the last minute to tell me that I could come."

"Aren't you happy?" She nodded.

"Just let me be pissed for a second." They sat quietly for several seconds and then Ginny jumped up and plopped down on Draco's lap, smiling. She kissed him happily. "I get to go to America!!!" She lightly bounced up and down on his lap and he groaned softly. She grinned mischievously. "Oh I'm sorry. I forgot myself."

"Liar. I've been married to you too long. You never forget yourself around me. You always know exactly what you're doing."

"Well, I did forget that yesterday I went to Lindsay's."

Draco's eyes were round in his face. "You went to Lindsay's?" Ginny nodded.

"She had some new items in stock and she was having a sale on that little green and silver number you had your eyes on last time." She smiled as she watched him remember exactly what "number" she was talking about.

"You mean the one with the stockings and the lace up bodice?" He licked dry lips when she nodded. He forced a yawn and realized it came easier than it should have. She decided that she should play with him a bit.

"You're tired. I'll start the dishes and why don't you go get ready for bed? You can take a long hot shower and get in your jammy's. I'll be up in a minute." He let her get to the kitchen just so he could appreciate her walk. He followed and stood in the doorway watching her converse with the servants. That was the one thing that had irritated him in the beginning, her insistence in mingling with the help. He walked toward her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back to his front.

"Cheyenne, please excuse Lady Malfoy. It's been a long day and she needs to go to bed." The last few words came out in a lusty growl. The servant faltered at his tone of voice and Ginny winked at her. Cheyenne smiled and nodded.

"Of course Master Malfoy. May both of you rest well." Ginny smiled at that and looked at Draco's face. It was a mask of composed features but she knew him well enough to know that he was already upstairs in their chamber.

"Judging by the look on his face, I won't be getting much sleep tonight. Good night Cheyenne." The servant bowed and blushed.

"Goodnight Mistress." Cheyenne turned and Draco scooped his wife up into his arms.

"Draco! I'm too heavy for this." Draco ignored her as he made his way up the stairs. "Have you forgotten that I had two kids?" He looked at the doors to the rooms of the children and let his eyes rake over her body. He knew that no matter how he told her that those two kids had done wonders for her body, she would take offense so he chose to remain silent, not wanting to ruin the moment. He kicked the doors of their chamber open and set her on her feet.

"Okay, I set you down. Now go change into Lindsay's present for me." Ginny giggled.

"Lindsay got you a present? You'll have to write her a thank you note."

"Ginny!"

She giggled again. "Okay, okay. I'll be right back."

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Ginny woke to the curtains open and the sun streaming through the open window. She followed the lazy sunbeams to the empty side of the bed. A note was on his pillow.

I'll be back so fast you won't have time to miss me.

Look after my heart; I've left it with you.

She smiled and went down to the dining room. Skylar and Zavier were already waiting for her.

"Good morning, Mother." They chorused.

She kissed and hugged each of them. "Good morning my children. Have you seen your father?"

"You just missed him, Mom. He said that he had to go to the office for a while but he should be back around noon." Ginny glanced at the clock. It was 9:16. Skylar smiled understandingly.

"I know, Mother. It seems like a long time doesn't it?" She sighed. Ginny picked up a piece of toast and began to butter it.

"You start Hogwarts in a couple of days." Skylar nodded happily and ate some eggs. Zavier grunted and laughed under his breath. "Zavier, you don't want to go back?" He looked up.

"I want to go, just not as bad as Sky does. She only wants to see her boyfriend."

"What about Selena, hmm? You know you want to see her too." Zavier blushed like his mother and studied his plate.

"Who is this Selena, Zavier?" Skylar answered for him.

"Selena Johnson. She's in my house."

"Ravenclaw? Going for the smart girls."

"He's had a crush on her since he first started." A servant poured Ginny some orange juice.

"Thank you. What about the girls in your house, Zavier?"

"They're all slags." Skylar giggled and Ginny looked at her son sharply.

"I'll have none of that language at the breakfast table."

"Sorry Mum. But it's true; you know it. Slytherin is famous for more than just their cunning. You did marry one."

"Don't you like your house?" He shrugged and Skylar watched him closely.

"It's dad's house. Everyone knows the Malfoy name. I have big shoes to fill." Ginny put down her fork.

"Zavier." She said softly. He looked at her. "You're going to be a fifth year. You are almost finished with Hogwarts. Once you leave, no one is going to know that you were a Slytherin. Yes, you have the Malfoy name. Yes, your grandfather worked hard to make sure everyone feared that name. But look at your father; at all the progress we've made. Who is giving you trouble about being a Malfoy?"

"Snape. I'm not as good at Potion's as Dad was. And people are making fun of me because of Muggle studies. But Granddad likes Muggles. And they are interesting."

"Muggles are interesting, Zavier. I'm taking the class too." He shrugged at his sister and the family ate in silence for a while. Soon they finished and the plates were taken away. They all sat and looked out the windows.

"Did you guys have plans today?"

"I was going to write a letter to Tom and I dunno what else."

"Maybe go flying."

"Want to go visit Mum and Dad?" The kids smiled.

"Yeah!"

"Okay." Ginny stood and walked to the door.

"Get your things together. We're leaving in a half hour." The kids jumped up and ran to their rooms to gather their things together. The Weasleys lived two cities away so they whenever they went to visit, they packed to stay for a couple days.

Ginny went to her chamber and slid into her bed, burying her face in Draco's pillow. "Hmm. He smells so awesome." She got up and went to her vanity. Pulling out a piece of parchment, she wrote her husband, telling him to meet her at the Weasley's. She sent the letter with Adonis, the Malfoy's eagle owl. Then she went to the armoire and dressed in jeans and a sweater, since it is cold in England in September. She packed a case and then went down to the second floor where the children stayed. "Skylar, are you ready?"

"Yes, Mother, just finishing up my letter." She signed it and handed it to Ginny.

"It needs to be sealed?"

"Please?" She smiled and obliged.

"I remember when I had to seal letters to your father." Skylar smiled eagerly.

"That's because you had a forbidden love." She sighed and grabbed her cloak. "That's so romantic. Tom is in Hufflepuff. Ravenclaws are allowed to interact with Hufflepuffs." Ginny smiled, remembering those days when Draco courted her in private, with the secret admirer and then those stolen moments in the corridors…. It was very romantic.

"Your father has always been smooth. Well, meet me down in the foyer. I'm going to get your brother." She left Skylar's room and walked farther down the hall to her firstborn's room. She burst in the door and jumped on Zavier's bed. He laughed at her.

"Goodness Mum, you're like Sky." She giggled.

"I can't help that. She's like mini-me. Whereas you are your father's son through and through." Zavier's face darkened. Ginny sat up. "What's wrong?"

"It's just hard being the only Malfoy son." Ginny rose and wrapped her arms around her son. Zavier was slightly taller than her and growing daily.

"Baby, things will get better. If you studied Potion's more, you wouldn't have a problem. But really, I don't want you to stress over this. We all love you. You don't have to carry on the name just yet. Your father is still going strong and will be for a while. Just focus on your studies. This is O.W.L. year. Your father will still love you even if you snap your wand in half and go live with the Muggles." He made a face and she smiled. "Not that you will. But honestly, just surround yourself with good people. Just because you're a Malfoy and in Slytherin, doesn't mean that you will be a bad person. Look at how your father turned out."

"That's cuz he married you." Ginny stepped back.

"Well, then, maybe you should find a nice Gryffindor girl." Zavier grinned and Ginny was reminded again of how much he looked like his father. "Get your stuff, its time to go."

"Alright Mum." He grabbed his case and followed her downstairs. Skylar was waiting for them, her hair pulled back into a ponytail. A servant handed Ginny and Zavier their cloaks and another sent the cases ahead of them to the Weasleys. Zavier made to move to the fireplace but Ginny placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I thought that we've used floo powder enough. You guys up for flying?" Both of her children's eyes lit up. They had Quidditch and flying in their blood. Zavier was a Chaser for his house and Skylar was a Seeker.

"Of course!"