Chapter 21

The sun shone brightly in her eyes, slowly pulling her from deep sleep. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she opened her eyes. Rolling over, she expected to find Draco, but instead found a note on his pillow.

Ginny,

I had to go to work for a few hours. Please stay, relax and enjoy yourself. I hope you don't mind, I asked my mum to send her masseuse over around noon. I thought you might need some help relaxing. I should be home around three if business goes as usual, but if things go crazy I will have to stay late. You are welcome to stay another night if you would like to. I had a great time last night, and I would love for you to stay again.

I hope to see you later,
Draco

Ginny sighed contentedly and flopped back on the bed. A giggle escaped her lips and for a moment she felt like a giddy teenage girl again. She snuggled into his side of the bed and took in his smell. God, his smell. She had missed it more than she could comprehend. And his body. "Oh God," she groaned and rolled over. His body was still amazing, maybe even better than it had been when they were teenagers. Her hands trembled at the thought of his chest pressed against hers.

Finally, after almost an hour of daydreaming about Draco, Ginny pulled herself out of bed and meandered to the bathroom. Ginny giggled again before she stepped into the shower. She didn't have to take her clothes off before she got in; she had slept naked. The water cascaded down her body and she had to work hard to keep her mind off Draco's naked body.

There was a soft knock on the bathroom door and Ginny jumped, surprised before saying, "Yes? Who's there?"

"My name is Stephanie," a strongly accented voice said from behind the door, "Mrs. Malfoy sent me over to give you a massage this afternoon."

"Afternoon?" Ginny asked, "What time is it?"

There was a pause, then Stephanie said hesitantly, "It's almost noon, Madam. Are you ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine," Ginny quickly turned off the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. It was already noon? She hadn't slept in that late in years. After quickly drying herself off she wrapped up tightly before walking back into Draco's room.

Stephanie had already propped up the massage table and Ginny timidly approached. "Please, lie on the table and cover yourself with this towel," Stephanie directed. Ginny did as she was told and sighed happily as the massage began.

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Ginny practically pounced on Draco when he came through the front door promptly at four. He laughed and pulled her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck before kissing him deeply. He kissed her back and dropped his briefcase to wrap his arms tightly around her. He stumbled to the living room and fell back on the couch so she was straddling him. When they finally pulled away for air Ginny grinned and said, "I've been waiting all afternoon for you to get home."

"How was the massage?" Draco asked, playing with her hair.

"Wonderful," she sighed and leaned against his chest, "How was work?"

He shrugged, "Work was work." He kissed her shoulder and said, "So, you've decided to stay another night."

"Yes," Ginny said, looking up into his eyes. "I-I'd," she stuttered, "I'd like to stay for longer, if that's ok?" A grin spread across his face and he kissed her deeply. Shocked, she kissed him back, and when he pulled away she asked quietly, "Is that a yes?"

"Definitely," he smiled. "Now, I would love to take you upstairs and shag you senseless, but we have plans." Ginny eyed him skeptically and he said, "Don't worry love, we're just going out to dinner."

"Really?" she asked. He nodded and she said, "Is it fancy?"

"No, you can go as you are," he said, shrugging. She looked down at herself and glanced back up at him as if to say, 'seriously?' She was wearing tight blue jeans that were worn at the knees and an old white t-shirt that fit her tightly and said, 'Hogwarts' across the chest in fancy letters. "Yeah, it's fine," Draco said shrugging, "Scorpius isn't exactly keen on high fashion."

"Scorpius?" Ginny asked, shocked, "I'm meeting your son?"

"Well, technically, you've met him before, but this will be the first time you've seen him in years," Draco said, "Why are you being so weird about this?"

"It's just," Ginny paused, "Are you sure you want him to meet me? Won't he be confused about the strange woman you've brought home?"

"No, he'll be fine," Draco said, smiling softly, "Don't worry, love, he's a good kid."

"Ok," Ginny said, smiling, "I just have to grab my jacket."

"Well, I have to get changed," Draco kissed her gently, "We'll leave in say, half an hour?" Ginny nodded and followed him upstairs, fear coursing through her veins.

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Ginny sat nervously in her seat in the small café in downtown London. She and Draco were waiting for Narcissa to drop Scorpius off and Draco was obviously irritated that Narcissa was late. The tapping of Draco's fingers on the table could be heard all throughout the café. Finally Ginny put her hand on top of his and said, "Please, that's getting really irritating."

"Sorry," Draco said, sighing. He laced his fingers with hers and said quietly, "I can't stand it when people are late."

"I know," Ginny bumped her shoulder against his, teasing him, "I remember many times when I was late." He smiled and she smiled back. She was about to say something more when the door to the café clinked open and Narcissa came in carrying the now four year old Scorpius. His birthday had been only weeks earlier and now he was wearing the Ollivander's t-shirt that Ginny had sent him for his birthday.

"Sorry we're late," Narcissa said, bustling over and thrusting Scorpius into Ginny's arms. "I had an appointment at 3:30 and it ran late. I have to hurry home and make dinner. Owl if you need anything, dear." She kissed Draco's forehead hastily and then added, "It was great to see you again Ginny," and then she hurried out, letting the door slam behind her.

Scorpius looked up at Ginny, puzzled, and pressed a finger against her nose before asking, "Who are you?"

"Scorpius, this is Ginny," Draco said, pulling the boy into his lap.

"I'm Scorpius," the young boy said matter-of-factly, "I'm four."

"I know you are," Ginny said, smiling. "Are you hungry?" Scorpius nodded and Ginny asked, "Well, what would you like to eat?"

Scorpius thought for a second before saying, "Chicken."

"Chicken it is," Ginny smiled.

Draco smiled and waved to the waitress who took their order. Then he set Scorpius in a chair and the small boy pulled a bag of crayons and some paper out of his small backpack and started doodling. Ginny watched him, a soft smile crossing her face. The boy was adorable, but he seemed to have no idea. As if he suddenly realized something, Scorpius dropped his crayon on the table and rummaged through his backpack before pulling out an old stuffed bear. "Daddy," Scorpius pulled on Draco's sleeve, "I forgot to order something for Mr. Winkie!"

"Oh dear," Draco said sympathetically, "He can have some of my sandwich, is that ok?"

"Yes," Scorpius said happily. He set Mr. Winkie down on the table and picked up his crayon again before beginning to doodle, kicking his feet.

Ginny squeezed Draco's hand under the table before whispering, "Draco, he's wonderful."

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That night Ginny watched Draco put Scorpius to bed, tears filling her eyes. He was such a great father; a much better father than Harry. Scopius' voice drifted out into the hall, "Daddy, can you read me one more book, please!"

Draco chuckled and said, "Ok, but just one more." When Draco finally came back out into the hall, Ginny had managed to brush away all her tears. He quietly shut the door and said, "Sorry it took so long. I had to read him a few books." He stared at her, shocked, "Why were you crying?"

"Crying? I wasn't crying," Ginny said, trying to turn away from him, "Why would you think I was crying?"

"Ginny, I can see it in your eyes," Draco said quietly.

"I wasn't crying," Ginny said unconvincingly.

"Sure," Draco said sarcastically, "Tell me what's wrong."

Ginny sighed, "Nothing's wrong. It's just," she paused, "You're such a good father, Draco." She looked up into his eyes and gently touched his arm. "You love Scorpius, and you spend time with him. You tuck him in at night and read him as many books as he'd like. You let him order ice cream for himself and his stuffed bear. God, Draco, Harry never puts our boys to bed. He doesn't play with them or come to their birthday parties. I don't think he's ever hugged the boys."

"Ginny," Draco said quietly, "Don't worry. I already know I'm better than Potter."

Ginny smiled through her tears, "Shut up," she smacked his shoulder gently.

He laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, "Come on, love, I'll make you some tea.".

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Ginny groaned as Draco slowly unbuttoned her pants, teasing her. He kissed the soft bit of skin beneath her bellybutton and muttered, "God, Ginny, you're so sexy," against her skin. The soft vibrations made her moan and he smiled against her skin before pulling her jeans down her legs. He pulled her shoes off so he could finish pulling her trousers off and toss them to the floor. She wiggled her sock feet in his face and he chuckled.

He kissed his way back up her body and pulled her t-shirt up over her head leaving her in matching lacy white bra and underwear. He let out a low growl and kissed her neck, making her moan again. He moved to kiss her on the lips again and she bit his lower lip gently. When they broke apart their eyes connected and they studied each other's faces.

She smiled softly and he smiled back before kissing her again. Slipping his hand behind her he undid her bra with experienced speed. The time it took him to toss her bra to the floor delayed his mouth fixing itself to her breast. Arching her back, she pressed her body against his and groaned. Once again he made his way down her body, his lips brushing lightly against her stomach. His tongue flicked teasingly under the waistband of her underwear and then slid a finger across her stomach. He used that finger to yank her underwear down her legs and toss them to the floor.

Suddenly his body was gone and goose bumps flared over her skin. Her eyes snapped open, but she didn't have to look far. He was standing at the edge of the bed, chest heaving from the amount of kissing they'd been doing. His trousers were unbuttoned, hanging dangerously low on his hips and revealing black boxers. The green button up he'd been wearing earlier had been pushed off his body revealing the gorgeously toned muscles that made up his chest and abs.

"What's wrong?" Ginny asked, sitting up.

"Nothing," Draco said, gruffly, "Lay down."

Ginny eyed him, worriedly, but did what he said. The sheets were soft against her skin and she bit her lip nervously. He was watching her and the look in his eyes terrified her. His eyes started at her face and then trailed down her body. Finally he moved, pushing his trousers to the floor. He stepped out of them and Ginny had to restrain from groaning at the sight of his long legs.

He crawled up her body, and even the innocent contact of his arm against her foot made her body catch fire. Her breathing became ragged as he kissed her neck gently and then whispered, "You're gorgeous," in her ear.

She looked him in the eye and said hesitantly, "Draco, I-I love you."

He smiled down at her and said, "I've always loved you."

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