Chapter twenty five
Lucius was the first to wake the next morning. Ginny had spent the whole night sleeping with her head on his chest. He looked down at his wife and smiled to himself; she was now his in every way. He reviewed the night before in his mind. He was very pleased things went as well as they had, and he had to admit he was never as satisfied as he was last night when she lay beneath him moaning and screaming in pleasure. He wondered if part of that was because of who her father was, and he pondered just how much of an evil bastard that made him. Well, he always knew he had an evil side, but he also knew he loved her.
He slowly began caressing her arm that was draped over his stomach. Ginny began to stir. With her eyes still closed, she murmured, "Good morning."
"Good morning, my pet. How did you sleep?"
As she stretched, her body pressed against his. "Really good. How about you?"
"It's amazing how much better one sleeps once satisfied," he stated as he ran his hand down her back.
She propped herself up and looked into his face. "Lucius, you can tell me if I was complete rubbish. I won't be offended."
He locked his eyes with hers. "No, I would say you're a natural; you're feeling okay this morning?"
She smiled at him. "Yes, I'm fine." He pulled her towards him, kissing her. She pulled back. "Really, I mean, it was over quicker than I would have guessed."
"Ginevra, you have three sisters-in-law and I'm sure they will all tell you that there is almost always something disappointing about sex on the wedding night. Think about it; the day was long and stressful and we were both tired, and to be quite honest I'm glad that it was quiet, only because the longer it lasted the greater the odds were that something would have gone wrong. But you seemed very into it and we both reached orgasm at the same time. That's something some couples never get to do. Most of the time it takes a long time to learn your partner's signs and just how to pace yourself to achieve that. Trust me; when I next make love to you, it will last a lot longer."
"Oh, I guess I never thought about that. But last night was great and it is something I will always cherish."
"Do you feel up to trying again?" he asked. She blushed, but nodded. "Good, Ginevra. There is no shame in enjoying sex. I want us to be very open with our wants and needs. I expect that if you want something, you will tell me." She lowered her lips to his, kissing him. Last night he took charge; this morning he guided her in taking charge. Once they finished, she collapsed beside him. "I'm definitely going to have to remember to place silencing charms on the bedroom. You're very vocal and loud," he teased. She blushed once more. "No, Ginevra, that's very good. Think about it; how am I going to know if you like what I'm doing if you don't tell me?" As he brought his hand up to her face, she saw his Dark Mark on his arm. She grabbed a hold of his wrist and looked at it.
She ran her finger lightly over it. "Does it still hurt?" she asked.
"Not since Potter killed him," Lucius replied.
"Oh. Lucius, I need to tell you something," she said, her voice sounding very small.
"What is it, my pet?" he asked with mild interest.
"I knew. I knew he had returned the night of the third task. In fact, I knew exactly where you all were called to."
He sat bolt upright and looked straight into her face. "What do you mean, you knew?"
"How did Death Eaters know where he was? They just knew, right? So did I. I knew every time he called all of you."
"Ginevra, have you ever told anyone this?"
"Yes, Severus and I talked about it at great length, even before Kyra was born. We can't say for sure but we think he may have unknowingly marked me in some way. Severus was sure Tom was not aware of it. We think the reason he did not know was because Harry destroyed that Horcrux before his return."
"Why did you not tell me this before?" he asked.
"Because you felt bad enough about that night and I wanted to get past our first time before I told you."
"Is my hurting you ever going to end?"
"I hope not, because if it does, it means you no longer care. Look, I only told you because you have a right to know. It never hurt me; it only bothered me because I was scared that maybe he still had possession of me. I promise it's fine. Look, I need a shower. I'm all sticky." She got off the bed.
"Do you mind if I join you?" he asked.
"I guess not," she smiled. "But just let me use the loo first." He laughed, knowing that it was only a matter of time before she would not care if he was in the bathroom when she peed. He knew with some women, their views did not change until they were heavy with child and it became more about relief than anything else.
Later that night they Apparated over to the Burrow to pick up Kyra, then had a quiet Christmas Eve at the Manor. Lucius even read Kyra 'Twas The Night Before Christmas.' Ginny had to laugh at the idea of what his fellow Death Eaters would have said had they watched him the past couple of days. Kyra was so excited about Christmas, it seemed to take forever to get her into bed and to sleep. Ginny spent a couple of hours putting the finishing touches on things for Christmas morning. Lucius simply watched her fuss; he already knew better than to say a house elf could do it. She looked beautiful in this light; she was wearing a royal blue set of robes and was sitting on the floor fussing with the placement of presents under the tree. But as he watched her, he noticed that there was a bit of sadness about her tonight. She seemed to be putting off going to bed.
Once he was sure she was done, he moved across the room to help her up from the floor. When she stood beside him, he asked, "Ginevra, what is bothering you this evening?"
"It's nothing, really. It's just me being silly," she replied as she stood back looking at the tree, making sure it looked perfect.
"Tell me," Lucius encouraged.
She looked into his eyes and gave him a sad smile. "It's just that this will be the first Christmas that I won't do some things that have become customs. Things change and it just makes me a little sad."
"Tell me about your Christmas traditions."
"Well, it never seemed to matter, but us kids always had a snowball fight on Christmas afternoon. It did not matter if we were at school or home. And of course there was always the Weasley jumpers Mum makes for everyone. And then over the last few years, things have been slowly changing as the family expanded. But even after I bought the house, Kyra and I would spend the night at the Burrow."
"We could go over for dinner. Your mother invited us again this afternoon," he offered.
"What about Draco? I mean, I don't want him to have Christmas dinner alone."
"Ginevra, I'm completely sure your mother would have fed Voldemort had he shown up at her house. I do not think she would mind if Draco came along," he stated. He realized just how much he loved her; he was willing to have dinner in Arthur Weasley's home on Christmas Day with his son in tow just to make her happy.
She laughed. "I think you're right about Mum, but I still have a hard time seeing you there, never mind Draco."
"Then have everyone come over here. There's more room."
"Maybe. I'll Floo Mum in the morning. How does everything look?" She was looking back at the tree.
"There are more presents for Kyra than the rest of us put together," he drawled.
"That's because of you," she said, smiling. "Next year, I'm going to limit the number of gifts you can get her."
"Are you ready to go up?" he asked.
"Yeah, let's head up," she said as he placed her hand in the crook of his arm.
Once in their room, Ginny headed for the bathroom and came out changed into a long white satin nightgown. Lucius, who was naked, closed the gap between them in record time. "I don't think you're going to be needing that." The want was clear in his eyes.
"Well, perhaps not right this minute, but I'm sure that Kyra will be coming in here at some point tonight, if not in the early morning hours."
At seven in the morning, they knew that they could not keep Kyra in bed any longer. She had come to their room at about three in the morning, waking one of them each hour to ask if it was time to open presents. "Need a few minutes," Lucius said. "Kyra, we can't open any presents until Draco is awake. Why don't you go get him up?"
Without a word, Kyra jumped off of their bed and headed down the hall. If she had to get Draco up to open presents, then he would be up now!
"Lucius, was that such a good idea?" Ginny asked as she stretched in bed.
"It will be fine; besides, I have no idea how to explain to her the fact that I am very clearly aroused," he stated as he pulled Ginny close to him. She looked a little surprised. He started nibbling on her neck. He pulled away for a second. "Do you see the effect you had on me?"
"Well, technically, no. But I know what you're getting at." He began necking with her, his hands gliding along the satin nightgown that covered her. She was very responsive to his touch.
"Draco, are Daddy and Mummy shagging?" came Kyra's voice. She had left the door open when she went to get Draco. The two now stood in the doorway.
Lucius growled in anguish as he pulled away from Ginny, who was laughing. Lucius muttered, "Shit" just loud enough for Ginny to hear.
Draco looked as if he was completely enjoying the moment. He then picked up Kyra, answering her with, "Pretty much."
"Draco, could you give us a minute?" Lucius stated.
"Nope. Kyra wants to open presents, and if the two of you have a minute alone, I think she might have to wait until lunch."
Ginny slid out of bed and grabbed her robe; her cheeks still held a slight blush. "Lucius, we will head down to the dining room and get something to take to the parlour. We'll meet you in front of the parlour. Coffee for you?" she asked as she tied her robe around her. She was relieved to see Draco was in his pajama pants and old Slytherin practice t-shirt. She had fears of him and Lucius wanting everyone fully dressed on Christmas morning.
As the three headed down the stairs, Draco had put Kyra down. She was now running ahead of them.
"You seem happy," he said.
"For the most part, yes. How about you? This is your first Christmas without Narcissa."
He put on the hard facade she knew from school. "I'm fine," he stated.
She stopped and touched his arm. "Draco, please don't do that. There is more shame in not being honest about your feelings. And I hope you know, just like with your father, I would never betray you by belittling how you feel, or exposing the things you tell me to others."
"It's just hard. I see things that are the same but at the same time are different. You need change, but you hate it at the same time."
"How would you like the chance to throw some snowballs at some Weasleys this afternoon?" she said, giving him an evil smile.
"What?"
"Well, we always have a snowball fight on Christmas. Lucius suggested we have everyone over here for dinner tonight because I was feeling all sentimental last night. But if you don't want them here, I understand."
"I love the idea of a snowball fight. I remember seeing you all have them at Hogwarts." They had reached the dining room. The house elves had put out muffins, bagels, toast, fruit, coffee, tea, milk, and juice. She grabbed a muffin and a glass of orange juice for herself, and pumpkin juice and a banana for Kyra. She gave Kyra the banana to carry, and poured Lucius his coffee. Draco took Lucius' coffee for her as they headed for the parlour. Lucius was standing there holding Kyra, who had run ahead. The doors to the room opened and Kyra jumped out of Lucius' arms and ran towards the tree.
Once all the presents were unwrapped, Ginny sat on the sofa with her legs curled under her with a smile on her face. Lucius had spoiled both her and Kyra. The gift Kyra was most excited about was a broom that was designed for young children; it would only fly about five feet off the ground and had a cushioning charm built in so if the rider fell off, they would not get hurt. There were clothes and jewelry for Ginny, but the gift that meant the most to her was the least expensive that he gave her. Lucius had replaced Ginny's beloved Madonna CD. He took the time to talk to Bill to find out which one it was and then went into Muggle London and bought it for her. If that gift did not say 'I love you,' then Ginny did not know what did.
"Were you going to call your mother?" he asked.
"Yes, I guess I should." She smiled, getting up. She then stopped and looked at him. "Thank you."
"I just want you to be happy."
"Mum, I want all of you to come over to the Manor."
Molly looked a little upset. "Ginny, I told Lucius yesterday that you were invited over here today."
"I know, Mum, but I think it would be better over here. I mean, there's more space."
"Ginny, I don't know..."
She knew she had to appeal to Molly's inner nurturer. "Mum, it's Draco. You see, it's his first Christmas since his mother passed away, and I don't want to leave him alone. And I don't think he would come to the Burrow anyway. Please?"
Molly looked like she too felt bad. Ginny knew she had won. "I'll check and see if everyone else is okay with it. Okay?"
Everyone who was going to have dinner at the Burrow was fine with going to the Manor. Ron and Hermione were spending Christmas with her family this year. Harry was having dinner with Luna, Teddy, Luna's father Xenophilius and Andromeda. So it was Molly, Arthur, Bill, Fleur, Vicky, Charlie, Percy, Audrey, George, Angelina, and baby Fred. Ginny also Floo'd Severus Snape at the school and had him come too.
The younger generations enjoyed their snowball fight while Lucius, Snape and Arthur discussed things that the Ministry was doing. There were a few tense moments, but seeing as how the people in the higher ranks of the Ministry were all fools, the three were able to agree on most things.
Later that night, Lucius and Ginny were in their room. Lucius was in bed reading as Ginny finished in the bathroom. When she came out, she was wearing a sapphire silk nightie that showed off her legs. She walked over to her dressing table and applied some hand cream. Lucius pretended to continue reading, but watched her the whole time. After finishing rubbing the cream into her hands, she went to pull her hair into a braid. "Don't do that. I prefer it loose."
"I thought you were reading." She looked at him in the mirror.
He rose from the bed and came towards her. "I was, until you came out of the bathroom. I enjoy watching you."
She turned to face him. "I want to thank you for today. It meant so very much to me."
"I can think of a couple of ways you could show you appreciation."
She ignored him. "You still have not told me where we're going for honeymoon."
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing. And I want you to be surprised. Patty has done your packing, so you have nothing to worry about."
"Lucius, what if there are things I feel I need because of where we are?"
"Anything you may feel you need can be bought if it's not packed."
"I know, I just would feel better if I knew where we are going. But as long as we can be reached if something comes up, I guess it's okay. I'm just worried about Kyra. You have not even told me how long we'll be gone."
He smiled at her, "We have ten days to ourselves and then Kyra will join us for the rest of the time. Ten glorious, peaceful days where we don't have to worry about someone walking in on us, where we can do whatever we want, whenever we want." He pulled her into his arms and began kissing her.
She pulled away after a couple minutes. "I can't believe your appetite," she laughed.
"I told you; once we were married, you would never have to worry about how I feel about you." His voice was husky. "And it has been almost a whole day since I made love to you." He then proceeded to seduce his new wife, taking her three times in the night.