All
About Love
A/N: Sequel to 'Once Upon A December'. Lots of R/H
in this too. (Wow, my shortest ever A/N!)
Disclaimer: Once again, all J.K.'s, not mine... All
HP related stuff are her's, not mine. As most of the world knows.
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"Ron!" Hermione shouted up the stairs then burst out laughing as Ron came down the stairs with baby Troy hanging off his right leg.
"It's not funny," Ron grumbled, "He kinda clamped on
and he won't let me out of his clutches."
Hermione stopped her fit of hysterics temporarily to
reply, "Shame on you Ron! He just thinks his Dad needs a little love..."
"Maybe he does," Ron told her solemnly, then spoiled
its effect by moving his eyebrows up and down, eyeing his wife.
Hermione gave another little giggle then walked up
to Troy as she picked Troy off his father and gave him a kiss on the forehead.
"Hey!" Ron protested indignantly, "Don't I get one
too?" Hermione gave him a look which told him to shut his mouth.
"Ron,
Ginny sent us an owl. It's Drake and Erminia's first birthday. We're invited to
the party."
"I
still can't believe Gin let him name their daughter Erminia," Ron
muttered. "For heaven sakes, d'ya know what it means?"
Hermione
answered, "As a matter of fact, I did read it in a muggle baby book once-"
But
Ron ignored her and cut into her sentence, "It comes from 'Ermine' and that
means 'Weasel'! How could she do that?"
"Ron, love," Hermione interrupted Ron's angry
tirade, "I thought we talked. If your parents can accept them, you can too. Plus,
it's a little late to bring up reasons for them not to be together. Not after
2½ years and the arrival of Hyacinth, Drake and Erminia. Plus, as long as he's
good to her, nothing else matters. Love, I had forgotten how 'Happy Ginny'
looked like until she found him. She always looked so depressed and lonely.
Plus, it's not a bad name. More for fun than anything. It's pretty cute."
"All right, all right," Ron grumbled. "Suppose
you're right. She has been rather happy lately."
"Lately!" Hermione gave a soft laugh. "More like
ever since she saw him. And of course I'm right." Ron started up the stairs
again when Hermione called out, "You're not upset are you, Ron?" He started to
shake his head in protest when he saw her suggestive face.
"I am..." He moved toward her while Hermione put
Troy down.
"We can't have that then, can we..." She tilted her
head slightly up and kissed him.
"Uh uh," Ron murmured. They continued to get lost in
each other while baby Troy looked on curiously.
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"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed happily. "Thanks for
offering to come early! And you've brought... everyone!" She grinned.
"Yup, everyone. Elleanora, Brigitte, Marlin, Miles,
Tatiana and Troy. And of course little Septia," She patted her stomach proudly.
"3 months on, huh," Ginny smiled. "Mum loves you,"
she told her. "With all these little kids around she's so happy. You look as if
you may break the Weasley kids record. You've put in a great winning surge in
the last couple of years!"
"You're coming a close second," Hermione told her
laughingly.
"Gin?" Draco cut in. "Can you girls cut talking baby
talk so we can go inside?"
"Draco, we will soon. And besides, you haven't
shaken hands with Ron yet," She shot him a look.
"Hell, no!" Ron and Draco exclaimed. Both Ginny and
Hermione jabbed their husbands in the side simultaneously. They grudgingly
shook hands while their wives glared at them.
"We certainly trained them well, huh?" Ginny grinned
widely.
"Got them wrapped around our little finger!" They burst out laughing and went inside. Draco and Ron shot death glares at each other while following behind.
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"See you!" Ginny called as Ron, Hermione and their kids left to go back home. "Thanks for coming!" She gave a weary sigh. The party had been a lot more tiring than she would have expected. But with Fred, George and their kids (who were exactly like them – much to the dismay of Angelina and Katie) the temporary destruction of one of the many guest bedrooms in the Malfoy Manor was not too bad. But she should have expected it. It was – according to them – advertising 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes'. She felt two arms wrap around her waist.
"Something the matter, Gin?" Draco whispered.
"No, just... tired. Long day," she whispered back. "Hey, Draco?"
"Yeah?" He kissed her cheek.
"Why are we whispering?"
"Dunno. Much more romantic than just talking. Don't you think?"
"Draco?"
"Uh huh."
"So you want romantic?"
"Yeah huh."
"Close your eyes," Ginny pulled out her wand and dimmed the lights, lighted a few candles, started up the fireplace and summoned the Persian rug. "This is romantic." She whispered huskily.
"You do know how to fix up a room, don't you," Draco smiled appreciatively before catching her lips.
"I do, I do..." Ginny murmured, her mind spinning. He could still make her grow crazy with a kiss. Draco pulled back and led her to the Persian rug on the ground by the fireplace. He sat down with his legs crossed and pulled her onto his lap.
"Kids are asleep," he told her seriously.
"And..." she willed him to continue.
"Oh, nothing. Just thought I'd let you know." He shrugged.
"Draco!" Ginny exclaimed, let down. But that disappeared as Draco kissed her again.
"You," he kissed her, "Had," again, "Something," he kissed her, "In mind?"
"Nuh huh," Ginny shook her head violently whilst Draco kept kissing her. "Go right on doing what you're doing."
"You're the boss," Draco grinned, and pulled her closer to him. Ginny let a small smile escape and couldn't help thinking that she'd never felt this happy before.
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A/N: Fini! Review, please! Don't you just love the kisses! grin