AN: I know, I said the next chapter would be up soon. But sophomore year of college is a lot harder than I was led to believe! I don't currently have more planned for this story, but I will keep it as In Progress till I'm sure nothing will come to me. Also, be sure to check out my other two Drinny stories I recently posted, One Week and Of Funerals and Blood Traitors, they go together. Okay, shameless self-promotion done! To the story!

Sunshine, Daisys, Butter Mellow

Ginny was being led by Draco down the hall of the flat they shared. His hands covered her eyes and her hands rested on his forearms.

"Did the hallway get longer while I was at work today? Geez."

Draco chuckled lightly. "No, you just have no patience." He gently turned her into a room. "Okay. Open your eyes," he said, slowly moving his hands. Ginny gasped, hands flying to her mouth in shock.

"Oh my Godric! This is…it's amazing! Beautiful." She turned to face her boyfriend. "When did you have time to do this?" The room that use to be Draco's home office had been turned into a nursery. The walls were a pale yellow with white trim. The white oak hardwood floor had been covered with a colourful rug that had letters and numbers woven into it. The crib and changing table were both painted white and there were lots of games and stuffed animals about the room. But what Ginny loved most was the large glider-rocking chair by the window. Like the other furniture in the room it was painted white, but it was also detailed with delicately painted yellow flowers on the back and arms. Draco smiled at the joy evident in her face and shrugged.

"I took off work today. And I made Blaise and Seamus help."

"This is amazing! I can't believe you would do this. You are amazing," she cooed. Ginny leaned forward and kissed him firmly, hands tangling in his fine blonde hair. "It's so perfect," she muttered, pulling away slightly and resting their foreheads together. Draco chuckled, pressing a light kiss to her lips before pulling back completely.

"I'm glad you like it, love. It's really nothing much. We had to re-do this room for the baby anyways."

"I know, but I figured we'd just move your stuff out and put in a crib! You did so much!"

Draco shrugged. "Yeah, well…I just want the best for us and the baby. I want a room we love."

"Wait." Elation and love were momentarily replaced on Ginny's face with confusion. "Are you allowed to paint in here? 'Cos I wasn't allowed to paint my flat. Unless you straight out own this. Which would be amazing, I mean, London flats are expensive."

"Oh dear Ginevra," he sighed, amusement sketched across his features. "When will you learn? Even if I didn't own this place I could still paint if I felt like it. I'm Draco Malfoy. Sole heir to the Malfoy fortune. I do what I like," he stated in a mock pompous tone.

Rolling her eyes, the redhead responded, "So arrogant. You are lucky I love you. And the room. But mostly I love the room."

AN: Okay, so in the process of typing that I came up with another idea for this so I guess you can ignore part of the first AN. *writes down idea before forgetting*

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