Okay, so I know it's be for-fucking-ever since I updated. And I'm terribly sorry. As you all know I've been suffering from severe writer's block, and on top of all this, I've started a new job that pretty much consumes my life, AND I went on a week long vacation. Yep, I got to turn 21 in Disney World. And yes, it was fucking awesome!

So, now it's the holidays and the restaurant I work at is closed for the next 2 weeks. So, hopefully I'll be able to get some work done on this story, and maybe possibly for "Blink" and "Swallow My Pride". Though, I am considering co-writing a fic with a friend of mine, maybe you've heard of her…Bloody Rapture. She's written "Mesmerize". If you haven't read it yet, GO FUCKING READ IT. It's amazing. This new fic will start out a Ginny/Blaise, then turn into a Ginny/Blaise/Draco. It's planned to be bad ass and sexy as hell. But, we shall see.

Now, as compensation for having this chapter up so late, I've thrown in a nice SEX SCENE for you all. And it is not some mamby pamby "make love to me" sex scene. No, it's a "fuck me now" sex scene. And most definitely NOT for those of you who don't like rough sex. Sorry, but it's just the kind of mood I'm in. So, I hope you all enjoy it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please don't hate me.

Official Warning: SEX ALERT!! SEX, SEX, SEX, SEX!!! AND NOT JUST SEX, EXPLICIT SEX. (Please don't report me! ((watch me say this and someone does… L ))) I can't say it enough times people. There IS SEX IN THIS CHAPTER!

There, warning stated. Now, go read and have fun my dearlings.

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I Am

Chapter 19: Inner Workings

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Darren dipped his quill in the ink well just as Veronica skipped into his office. He sighed as she seated herself on the edge of his desk, but continued working.

"Guess what," she whispered. Though, truthfully the whisper could have been heard by anyone. Darren could only guess what his sister would be on about. But, he'd let her say her piece then leave. Lately he'd been barely able to tolerate her. He was finally seeing just how stupid she really was.

"What do you want, Veronica? As you can see I'm quite busy." Darren stated and continued the work he was doing.

"I'm going to help mother get the baby back." Veronica giggled then stopped and gave an over dramatic sigh. "Though, I don't know why she wants it back. I don't want it back. But it will cause quite the scandal."

Darren sighed inwardly. He couldn't believe his mother was actually going to go through with this. Ever since the day he'd left her sitting room his mother's machinations had been taking flight. He still didn't understand where his mother got off trying to bring the baby back. Draco Malfoy wasn't likely to let that happen.

"Do what you will, Veronica. As I've already told Mother, I will have no part in any of this. You and Mother can scheme all you want. I'll have nothing to do with it." Darren glared at his sister. "This way when Draco Malfoy buries the both of you I can continue on with my life. Now, would you be so kind as to leave my office? I have a lot of work to do and you're only bothering me." He turned back to his work, dipping the quill in the ink well and setting it to the paper.

Veronica gave a huff of indignation and slid off his desk. "What's happened to you Darren? You used to be so much fun."

"It's called growing up, sister-dear. I should hope you would have done the same by now." Darren replied. He didn't have to look up to know just what kind of expression was on his sister's face.

"Well I never-"

"You never what, Veronica?" Darren looked up from his work to glare at his sister. "Did you honestly expect me to help you and Mother with this? You're sadly mistaken. I'll have no part in helping either of you get that baby back. This is yours and yours alone. Now leave, Veronica, before I make you leave." He picked his wand up from where it was lying on his desk and pointed it as his sister.

He took grim delight in the fact that her face went pale. She did, however, manage to gather up enough dignity to glare at him before storming out of his office. He flicked his wand as she went through the door and it slammed shut. He heard her yelp of surprise and pain from where he sat.

"Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out…" He mumbled and stashed his wand inside his robes.

Rather than going back to his work he leaned back in his chair and scrubbed his hands over his face. Honestly, what were they thinking? All this stupid little scheme was going to accomplish was to royally piss Draco Malfoy off. Thus resulting in his Mother's and sister's demise. He would not be left to pick up the pieces again. He'd been in his Mother's shadow far too long. Well, not anymore. It was time for Darren McDowell to pick up his dignity, pack his bags, and move on. He'd not be the one they came running to when this plan failed. No, on the contrary, he would do anything he possibly could to see they failed. Hell, he'd even go so far as to help Draco if the need ever arose. He sure as hell wasn't about to let his mother and sister win.

But, he would need to find out exactly what they were planning. How exactly did they plan on getting the baby back? Surely not by brut force. They would be dead within a second of drawing their wands. There had to be a way to find out. He thought for a moment before the thought occurred to him.

Kira. His twin sister could play dumb as well as Veronica could live it. Underneath that girlishly beautiful exterior was a cunning, smart woman. Kira was of the same opinion he was about this whole situation. But, where he had vehemently protested it, his sister had not. She had voiced her opinions to him and him alone. Kira would be his trump card. He knew she would gladly relay any and all information to him.

As if his thoughts had summoned her, Kira strolled into his office. "My darling brother, you seem to have upset Veronica." Though her voice was scolding, the smile on her face told him she agreed with his actions.

Darren stood and held his hand out to his twin. "Really? Well, isn't that just horrid of me." Kira slid her smaller hand into his larger one and he led her out onto his private balcony.

"And just what did you do to piss her off so badly?" Kira asked as Darren lit a cigarette for her.

Darren lit one of his own. "Told her she should grow up." Darren exhaled the stream of smoke. "Listen, Kira, there's something I need you to do."

Kira took a drag off of her own cigarette. "Darren, you know I'd do anything for you." She replied seriously. She had a feeling she knew what Darren was going to ask her.

"I need you to get in on the plot Mother and Veronica have going. You and I both know Draco Malfoy will never allow his son to be taken away from him. If anything I want to help him keep the baby there, where he's actually cared for. We all know Veronica didn't want him, and Mother would simply dump him on a nanny. I don't want our nephew to go through that. I don't want him raised the way we were." Darren explained, a minute flicker of remembered pain shown briefly in his dark brown eyes. Kira took his hand.

"I know Darren," she ran her small thumb over her twin's larger knuckles. "And you know I'll do anything to help." She meant it too. Kira would do anything in her power, like her brother, to keep that baby with Draco Malfoy. There was no way she would allow anyone to be raised the way they were. Oh, her parents had made sure they were the perfect family…when they were in the public eye. However, as soon as they got home the children were off to the nanny, and even then the nanny was as cold and distant as their parents. And they would have stopped with Darren and Kira had their mother not been so apt to get pregnant. There were six of them in all and would have been more had their father not died of a heart attack some seven years ago. No one had ever understood why the problem wasn't simply "fixed". She would not allow Antony to be just another mouth to feed in this house hold. No, she would do everything within her power to make sure this baby had a life, a family who cared for him, someone to love him.

"What do you need me to do?" She asked quietly. She had smoked her cigarette down to the filter. She flicked it out onto the grounds below; her mother's "private" garden.

Darren finished off his own cigarette and tossed it down into the garden. If the damn thing caught fire his mother damn well deserved it. "Anything you can. Mother's willing to tell nearly anyone who will help her scheme. And you, well, she's never seen your potential. She doesn't know the real you, Kira." He smiled softly at his twin. "She never took the time to consider what you're made of. Get whatever you can out of her. I want to know everything she does, every move she makes."

Kira smirked and kissed her twin on the cheek. "Consider it done."

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"Ginny are you mad?! You can't marry that git!!!!"

Ginny pinched the bridge of her nose trying to relieve the pressure gathering beneath the skin. "It doesn't matter how many times you say it, Ronald. It's still true and I'm still going to marry him." They had decided to give it at least a day before they went and told Ginny's family. Though, the reason they'd decided to wait was, in her opinion, the best reason of all. Her body was still aching slightly even as she remembered. Ah, the wonderful reasons to wait. Draco had wanted her all to himself after he'd proposed so they'd flooed to his bedroom at Malfoy Manor.

She took a moment to calm down. Her parents had taken it well, of course it was to be expected. Arthur had already approved. Draco had asked his permission, opting to go for tradition rather than the more modern "get proposed then tell the parents" way. Her mother had taken it exceptionally well. Molly had only ever wanted for Ginny to be happy. With her life the way it had been her youngest and only daughter deserved it. And if she found that happiness with Draco then so be it. And the fact that she was getting another grandchild didn't hurt either.

The main protestors, as expected, were her brothers. Ginny noticed that Bill and Charlie were exceptionally quiet about it all. Fred and George had a glint in their eyes that clearly stated they were up to something, but didn't seem to protest it too badly. Ron though, had his own views on the subject, as did Harry. Hermione simply sat there shaking her head at the two boys. All the other girls had been delighted to hear the news, they were already going on about wedding plans. Of course, they didn't have the prejudice against Draco that the boys did. In fact, Nicca and Ricca simply fawned over Draco and the baby, much to Fred and George's chagrin.

"Ginny, are you really serious about this?" Bill asked as he leaned forward, elbows on his knees.

Ginny sighed and tightened her grip on Draco's hand. "Yes, I'm really serious about this. Don't you see that I love him?! I mean hello, we're so completely obvious about it!" She replied. And it was true. She and Draco had been acting like a couple ever since they'd told her parents. At first Draco had been very much against it, but when he didn't get pummeled by the 5 Weasley brothers he gradually began showing her affection in return. Although, the death glares he'd received had almost been enough to dissuade him.

"Well, I for one think it's fabulous!" Ahnka stated and grinned at Ginny and Draco. Charlie shot her a look that clearly stated he wasn't in the same frame of mind. Ahnka caught the look and raised her eyebrows. "Don't you go looking at me like that, Charlie." she stated. "You should be happy, your sister's getting married."

"That's the point!" Ron stated angrily. "We would be happy if she was getting married to anyone else. But no! She has to go and get together with Malfoy!"

Ginny stood, angry tears in her eyes. "Gee Ron, thanks for your love and support! You know I expected a little resistance to it, but you're being downright horrid! I thought at least one of my brothers might be happy for me!" The last sentence was forced out as she tried not to break down in tears. Her piece said she hurried from the room. All that they heard was the slamming of the kitchen door.

A second later Draco went after her.

"Ronald Billius Weasley!" Molly ground out. Arthur put a hand on her shoulder to try and calm her, but Molly wouldn't have it. "Isn't it enough that she has to carry their secrecy? I would think you would be at least a little happy for her. She's your sister! And yet you go and make her feel like she should be ashamed of who she fell in love with. Well, no more! If I hear one more belligerent word out of you…the goddess save your soul!" Molly was so angry she couldn't even think of a logical threat.

Ron had the grace to look abashed.

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Draco found Ginny sitting on a bench near her brother's make shift Quidditch pitch. He wanted nothing better than to go back to the house and kill Ron for not only being so revolted at the thought of him marrying Ginny, but also for the fact that he'd made Ginny cry. He was her older brother for the goddess sake! Shouldn't he be protecting and caring for her rather than making her cry?

He made his way over to the bench and sat down next to Ginny. The instant he did she wrapped herself around him and began crying all over again.

"Shhh, love. It's alright." He whispered as he gently kissed the top of her head. He rubbed a hand up and down her back.

"W-why can't they j-just be h-happy for me?" Ginny cried. She had gone into this expecting her brothers to be unhappy about it, but she hadn't expected any of them to be so down right horrid.

Draco was livid. Why did that bastard have to go and ruin her happiness?! Yesterday she'd been the epitome of happiness. He'd laughingly called her "Mrs. Malfoy" and she'd smiled so brightly he thought he would be blinded. Then he'd whispered it as he kissed every sensitive part of her body and it had wound up being the best sex of his life. She hadn't been able to get enough of it. Even the thought of telling her family hadn't worried her.

How dare that bastard ruin it for her?!

"Hush, love. Everything will be fine. I'm sure Ron will warm up to me sooner or later." He stated in an effort to quell her.

"I'd rather it be the former…" Ginny mumbled against his chest.

He rubbed his hand against her back and let her get her breathing under control. After a few moments she sat up and scrubbed her hands against her face. He slid his hand down her arm and took her by the hand, standing as he did.

"C'mon, love. What say we get Antony and go tell Mum?" He suggested.

She sighed and nodded. "You're right. We've got to tell her anyways, and we both know how she'll take it." She wrapped her fingers around his and let him pull her to her feet.

Draco pulled her into his arms as soon as she was up and he pulled her tight against him. He knew she needed for someone to be happy at their engagement and his mother was just the person to give her that. There was Daniella too, for that matter. Both of them would be overjoyed to hear their news.

Ginny turned her face up to Draco's and waited for him to lower his lips to hers. He obliged her and pressed his lips lightly against hers. She whined when he didn't pursue further and he chuckled.

"After we tell Mum," he whispered against her lips.

She pulled back and frowned at him. "Alright, fine." She sighed and leaned her head against his chest. She could only hope Narcissa took it as well as they both expected.

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Needless to say, Narcissa had taken it far better than Ginny's own family. She and Daniella both had burst into tears the instant the words left Draco's mouth.

"I'm so happy for you!" Narcissa cried and flung her arms around Ginny's neck. Ginny found herself on the verge of tears as she hugged her future mother-in-law. Finally, someone was as happy for her as she was.

"Thank you Narcissa, I really mean that." Ginny whispered into the older woman's ear.

Narcissa pulled away and gave Ginny a funny look. "Well, how else would I take this news? Goddess above, my son is in love with a wonderful girl and my grandson will finally have a loving mother. What else could I ask for?" She explained as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Ginny gave her a teary smile. "Thank you." she whispered.

Draco, seeing her dilemma, wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "What she means, mother, is that her brothers didn't exactly take it the way we thought they would."

Narcissa gave him a hard look. "What exactly do you mean, Draco? They didn't hurt her did they?" His mother placed her hands on her hips and waited.

"Not physically," he said by way of explanation. He didn't like it when his mother was in this mode. She had a tendency to be a wee bit overprotective, and there was a very likely chance that she would take it upon herself to go and make sure Ginevra's brothers were completely and thoroughly abashed by their actions, especially Ron.

Narcissa's eyes narrowed further. "But emotionally?"

"Narcissa, really, it's nothing. Ron, just didn't see eye to eye with us, he'll get over it." Ginny said taking Narcissa's hand in hers.

Narcissa turned to Ginny and her eyes softened dramatically. "Yes, he will, my dear. But the question is, will you?"

Ginny smiled at her soon to be mother-in-law. "Don't worry, Narcissa. I'm fine." She smiled at Draco. "I'm marrying Draco with or without my brother's blessing."

It seemed to be the affirmation Narcissa needed for she smiled and nodded at Daniella. Daniella smiled at them both before holding up a rather large black velvet box. Daniella opened it and Ginny gasped.

"Mother, that's…" Draco started.

"Yes, it is." Narcissa reached into the box and pulled the necklace gently from its resting place. She undid the clasp and placed it around Ginny's neck, securing it with the clasp and a spell. "This, my dear, was Lucius' wedding gift to me. A Banard original, like your ring. Believe it or not, Lucius and I actually did love each other in the beginning. This necklace was his way of symbolizing that love. Now, I give it to you." She kissed Ginny on the cheek and stood on her toes to kiss her son on the forehead. "Now, Daniella and I will take the baby and let you two have some time for yourself."

Daniella hid her smile as she reached down to pick up Antony. She had a feeling she knew exactly what was going to happen once they left Draco and Ginny alone.

As soon as the door closed behind his mother and Daniella Draco took Ginny by the hand.

"Where are we going?" Ginny asked coyly, knowing full well where he was taking her. Last night he'd promised to "finish" what they'd started. As if having wonderful, marvelous, mind-blowing sex at least 4 times had been enough…ah, the wonders of the teenage sex drive.

Draco turned his head and smirked at his fiancée. "Where do you think we're going?" He loved how she giggled mischievously and wrapped her hand tighter in his.

Draco led them to his bedroom.

Before he even had the door closed Ginny was on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and jumping to wrap her legs around his waist. The force of it knocked them against the door and it slammed shut. Ginny laughed and Draco grunted with the force of it.

"Damn woman…" he muttered, but the smirk on his face told her differently.

Ginny made a small sound of anticipation before bringing her lips down to Draco's. Draco, in turn wrapped his arms around her waist, closing the gap between their bodies.

"Bed," he muttered as her lips momentarily left his. She only nodded her agreement. She knew he couldn't hold her up forever. He prided himself on his upper body strength, but frankly, the human body wasn't meant for holding up another human body for long periods of time. And despite the fact that Ginny weighed considerably less than he did, she wasn't exactly a short woman, nor was she stick thin like many of his other girlfriends. He couldn't hold her up forever, despite how much he wanted to.

So, he tightened his grip on her waist and blindly made his way towards his massive bed.

It took talent to keep the kiss going as her fiancé took them to the bed, but she did it none the less, skillfully stroking her tongue against his lips, and nipping lightly at the soft, supple skin.

Draco almost fell when his knees hit the edge of his bed. The way Ginny was currently lavishing his neck with kisses, nips, and caresses was driving him mad. He wanted her and he wanted her now. He let go of her and realizing where she was she let herself fall to the bed landing softly on her back and using her elbows to prop herself up. She smiled deviously at him and scooted herself farther back onto the bed.

Draco took in the woman before him, surveying her as a starving man would an all you can eat buffet. He studied the way her hair fanned around her; the way her shirt slid lower revealing a tantalizing view of the mounds of her breasts. While the top of her shirt was riding lower, the lower half was riding higher. The three inches of skin that showed were perfectly pale and smooth, and he itched to run his lips, tongue, and hands over it. The hem of her denim skirt rode higher and higher, the skin of her thighs urging him to taste, to savor. Gods, did he love this woman.

Ginny knew what kind of view she was giving and inwardly preened. Draco had a predatory gleam in his eyes that told her exactly how the next while would play out. She smirked devilishly and put herself into a sitting position. Sliding her hands slowly up his torso she finally came to the first button of his expensive shirt and put her fingers to task. She would have rather ripped his shirt open, but she knew what would make it all the better…antici….pation.

She did, though, have a little mercy on him and made her work quick and efficient. And he obliged her by pulling the shirt off when she was done. Gods, how she loved the way his muscles bunched and flexed so wonderfully even at such a menial task.

The next thing she knew he was on her, and had her pinned to the bed. His arms holding hers above her head and his knees planted between her legs.

Ginny thought she would die right there on the spot when he leaned down and captured her lips in his, their mouths tangling in a battle of lips, teeth, and tongues. Ah, but she loved it when he was like this. It made her feel…protected, made her feel wanted, made her feel desired. The feel of him holding her down, virtually powerless to anything but his whims, was intoxicating. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, gasping when his erection came into contact with her lower abdomen. He moaned low in his throat and he lifted his lips off of hers to stare down into her eyes. His eyes had darkened to the deep silver grey of a sunset storm and had the look of an alpha male claiming his mate. Mine…those eyes said. And his she was, of that there was no doubt.

She used the momentary distraction to free her hands and tangled them in his hair, pulling him down for another kiss.

Draco pressed his body against Ginny's and made sure she could feel the effect she was having on him. It worked, apparently, because she let out a growl and pulled him closer, fingers raking up his back from where they'd wondered to the edge of his pants. It stung a little as she broke the skin, but he didn't care, she had marked him, had claimed him. The marks might fade, but he would remember, he would always remember.

Ginny found herself impatient. As Draco made sure to grind himself against her she found it harder and harder to keep control. She was in a fix and wouldn't be sated until he was inside her. It made it worse when he slid a hand under her shirt, grazing his fingertips along the sensitive skin just under her breasts. She arched her chest into his hand and moaned softly. He only chuckled and slid his hand inside her bra to tease the raised flesh of her nipple. This was worse, her control was rapidly slipping.

"Draco…" she moaned. She wanted him, and she wanted him now. She took her hands from where they were currently tangled in his hair and ran them down his bare chest to the front of his pants, quickly and efficiently undoing the button and zipper. Hooking her fingers in the hem of his pants and boxers she yanked them as far down as she was able to and took him in hand.

"Fuck!" Draco hissed as Ginny wrapped a hand around his already painfully hard erection. He had to stop his movements and adjust to the feel of her hand on his erection. But, it wasn't enough. He loved the feel of her hand on him, but he wanted more, he wanted her. He leaned down and nipped her ear lobe. "Hands off, love." he whispered, "Let me help you out of those first."

Ginny couldn't help but make an agitated growl as she let go of him, but Draco didn't keep her waiting. He hurriedly undid the button and zipper on her skirt, normally he would have found it even more enticing to leave it on her, but he wanted her nude, he wanted to be able to see all of her.

As Draco helped her out of her skirt, she sat up enough to rid herself of her shirt and bra. When he turned his attention back to her upper half his eyes darkened further. While one hand kneaded one breast his mouth made sure the other was thoroughly ravished.

Ginny arched herself into Draco's attentive ministrations, loving the way his tongue stroked slowly against the sensitive skin. But, she didn't want slow, she didn't want to make love, she wanted to fuck. She wanted to fuck long and hard so that she ached in the morning.

She grabbed his hair and pulled his face up to hers, demand written in her gaze. "Fuck me, Draco."

Draco smirked. Gods how he loved it when she was demanding. So, what else could he do but comply?

"As you wish," he whispered before kissing her roughly. He brought one hand down and positioned himself at her entrance. Then, without warning he thrust himself inside, sliding deep until he couldn't go any further.

Ginny screamed and bucked against Draco's body, her nails digging deep into the flesh of his shoulders. She barely had time to regain her breath before Draco was stealing it away again as he began pumping himself in and out of her.

But that wasn't enough, she wanted more, she wanted that deepest part of her touched. Using a strength she barely knew she possessed she forced their positions to switch so that she was straddling him, never once allowing him to leave her body. He quirked an eyebrow, but said nothing.

Ginny leaned forward and kissed him thoroughly, giving Draco a better vantage point. He took the cue for what it was and bucked his hips, forcing himself as far in as he could go. Ginny braced her arms on his chest, nails digging in as he continued to pound into her.

The only thing she could do was brace herself against him. The only sounds she could make were small helpless gasps as each hit satisfied and sated her. Each hit ran over that one spot inside her, making the world swim in variations of colors and her heart race. Her world was on the brink of shattering and gods how she loved it!

Draco kept up his relentless pace, driving himself in as far and as fast as he could. He kept his eyes trained on his fiancée, loving the way her head was thrown back as each thrust sent her spinning closer and closer to the edge. He gripped her hips to keep her steady, there would probably be bruises there later, but he knew she wouldn't mind. Hell, she probably couldn't even feel it.

He was getting close. Not much longer and he'd go soaring off into ecstasy, and he knew she wasn't far behind. He could feel her tightening around him, her body urging him on to the release they both needed and yearned for.

"Draco-" Ginny gasped as he ran over that one spot at just the right time. She came screaming his name, head thrown back, body arching.

Draco followed her into the abyss not a second later with a final thrust, spilling himself inside her. His body went rigid and he couldn't find enough air to breathe.

Ginny collapsed on top of him, gasping for breath and trying to form one coherent thought. However there was only one simple word that came to mind. One that summed up their whole endeavor.

Damn

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"Where have you two been? It's nearly eleven!" Molly Weasley admonished as Draco and Ginny flooed into the kitchen of the Burrow, a sleeping Antony in Ginny's arms. They honestly hadn't expected anyone to be awake when they got there. Ginny had wanted to give things time to cool down before they'd gone back.

"We went to see Draco's mum and tell her." Ginny explained quietly, not wanting to disturb Antony.

Molly pulled her bathrobe tighter around her. "And this kept you out to eleven?" She asked equally as quiet.

"Mrs. Weasley, Mother insisted that she take us out for dinner. I'm sorry I kept Ginny out so late. Next time we'll floo to let you know." Draco stated with the utmost sincerity. He needed to stay on Ginny's parents good side.

Molly closed her eyes and sighed. "It's not just her I worry about, Draco. It's the three of you together. Now, upstairs with you. Get that baby into his bed, and you two as well. Off with you." She made a sweeping motion towards the stairs and Ginny and Draco hurried to comply with her wishes.

Molly smiled to herself as she watched the three disappear upstairs. They already looked like the perfect little family.

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Ginny shushed Antony as she laid him down in his bassinette. He was not too happy about being out of the warm comfort of her arms and made to protest it. But, ever the clever one, Ginny picked up his teddy bear and placed it next to him. Antony latched onto it, rolled over, and went straight back to sleep.

Arms wrapped around her waist from behind and Draco's head came to rest on her shoulder. Ginny sighed and leaned her head against his. "As much as I hate to say it, you should probably sleep in your bed tonight. I have a feeling my brother's might try something tonight, and should they find you in bed with me they'll kill first, ask questions second." She whispered.

Draco nodded his agreement. Things were going to be testy around the Burrow and Ginny's family for a while, so it was best not to risk getting caught. Ginny yawned widely, shuddering slightly as she did so. "C'mon, love. You're exhausted. Let's get to bed."

Ginny only nodded and moved to collect her sleep clothes. She stripped and changed as Draco did the same. Once finished she hugged him tightly and kissed him softly. "I love you." she whispered.

Draco kissed her again on the lips and then on the forehead. "I love you too, now, get some sleep."

Ginny nodded sleepily and crawled into her bed as Draco went to check one final time on the baby. His son was sleeping peacefully. He brushed his hand over Antony's silver hair, leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his son's temple. "Goodnight, baby boy. I love you." His whisper what quieter than ever, not to keep Antony from waking, but also because he rarely showed this side of himself to anyone. It was a precaution that was ingrained from childhood.

He rose and went over to his bed, noticing with a smile, that Ginny was already sound asleep. He got in his own bed and found that sleep came quite easily.

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Draco was startled into alertness by a hand covering his mouth. His first instinct was to grab his wand, but when he reached his hand out to claim said object he found is missing. His heart raced faster, what the hell was happening?! As his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness of Ginny's bedroom he was finally able to tell who was covering his mouth, and was currently holding his wand just out of arm's length.

"You're coming with us, Malfoy." Bill Weasley whispered with an all too happy grin.

Draco did not like that grin. And he did not like how Fred and George were standing down at his feet with equally mischievous grins plastered on their faces. One was holding a bottle of fire whiskey and the other was holding a tiny crystal vile.

Shit, he thought. Ginny was right, I'm going to die!

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Well, well, well? How was it? Good?

I tried to make up for my absence a bit. Unlike with this chapter, I do actually have from the next chapter on planned out. I hope you guys will enjoy it oh so very, very much.

A SUPER, SUPER, SUPER BIG THANKS GOES OUT TO HEARTS AND DRAGONS, WHO GAVE ME THE INSPIRATION I NEEDED TO GET THIS SHOW ON THEROAD! YOU ROCK MY KNEE HIGH SOCKS OFF!

Anywho, How was the sex scene? Good, bad? Loved it, hated it? I know it's not what I normally do, but I was in the mood for some hot, rough, sexiness. I even made a play list to get the mood rolling further, lol. But, here it is, and here we are.

I really hope you all enjoyed it. Now, please be dears and go REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! Don't forget that I love you all and that your opinions really, really, really matter to me. I mean, really matter. You guys rock!!!

Arigato

Ja'ne- Ami