Ginger Epilogue

By Ice Queen (ice_queen_5@hotmail.com)

Category: Romance/humor

Keywords: Draco, Ginny, Weasley,

Rating: G

Spoilers: All four Books, but not really.

Summary: Draco keeps having these dreams, and they're throwing off his bad boy groove. But they aren't scary... Cept for him, that is. D/G

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N: Hey, last chappy here, please enjoy, and a little note at the end. Ja, mina-san.

Chapter 14: Epilogue

Eight years passed, and yet another Malfoy child was born. Her name given to her by her older sister, who calmly stated, "Her name is Summer, cuz Summer's my fa'vritist thing in the whole world!"

Not more than a year later Summer was as much a mischievous prankster as her older siblings. Erick was bad, but not as egotistical as one might think the Malfoy protégé would be, since his younger siblings felt it their duty to keep him from being overbearing. Draco had mellowed through the years, though he was still quick with a sarcastic comment and enjoyed irritating his brother-in-laws, especially Ron, who had calmed as well, not that he would admit it.

He had almost completely forgotten about his dreams from long ago, until one day something happened to bring it all rushing back.

"Ginger!! Ginger! Where's the green stuff?? You know? The twins did it again, and Erick's stuck on the roof." The tall, lanky blonde walked into the room, a slight scowl on his handsome face. "Why did we have twins again?" And why does this feel so familiar?

"Now, Draco honey, I already told you they run in my family!" Ginny Weasley-Malfoy replied calmly, spooning some of the baby food to the giggling blonde in front of her. I knew you would say that...

"Yeah, but you never told me why we KEPT them." As if on cue two identical faces looked around the corner with a familiar scowl.

"We heard that dad! And we don't 'preciate it." The little strawberry blonde girl stated.

"Yeah, you coulda gotten rid of Anton'a but I'm much too important!" Anthony stated, gaining a glare from his twin sister. Ginny glared at her now smirking husband and son.

"He does have a point, you know..." Draco stated, ruffling his daughters hair to say he was teasing. It was a dream... I had thought.

"And is Erick still on the roof?" Ginny asked. The twins and Draco sported the exact same look of Oh... I thought I had forgotten something...

"But Maa! He deserved it! He wouldn't let Anton'a ride his Nimbus 4000 and he knew dad said she could! It wasn't like we killed him or nothin, just a prac'tical joke!"

"Now I know how my mother felt. Draco the green stuff is in the junk drawer, and make sure that he doesn't ruin another pair of pants. We all know how well that glue potion the twins came up with works." I've seen all of this, all of them, so long ago... Why now?

Summer, the small blonde in the high chair, squealed happily, tossing her baby food at her parents who had forgotten her. Draco couldn't even bring himself to complain of his new robes smelling of liver and onions, not when she turned those big brown eyes up at him and cooed her favorite word. "Qwidditch!"

"Summer! Not until you're older! Like... two." Ginny stated calmly, a slight smile playing over her mouth. Draco thought it best not to mention the miniature broom he had put away the day she was born. He turned back to the twins instead.

"Why do you care whether you can ride his broom? You both have perfectly good Firebolt 400's!" They frowned, as though he knew nothing. They are the same age now as they were then. Can it be? Is there some sort of connection?

"But his is s'posed to go faster, and it shoots those cool flames from the tail when you go reallllly fast!" Antonia explained, as though it were the only thing that mattered.

"I should have known. Well, come on, we have to go save your older brother again. I'm sure we'll hear of this one for days." The parent figures grinned at each other, neither mentioning that Erick was a duplicate of Draco in his younger days. They would leave that to their children to find out when they reached Hogwarts. She's even prettier now than she was then.

"Oh, Draco? Be sure to clean the boys up, the family is coming for a visit." She grinned at him. "Charlie even said he had those leather pants you were so interested in, and he would trade you for your new broom."

"Well... I'll think about it." Draco replied, flushing slightly at the look on her face.

"Oh, and Draco? I love you!" Those are the words that started everything... and she never even knew...

"I love you too, Ginger, mine." You'll never know how much.

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"Anton'a! Anton'a! I have sumthin to show you!"

"Wha' is it, Anton'y? You know we're not s'posed to be in Da's private stuff!"

"But there's this real old bowl thing! It's real shiny! And there's pic'tres in there!"

"Wow! I wanna see!!" The two small children crowded around a long forgotten pensieve, their small hands grasping the sides. "Tha's Da! But... he looks more like Erick than himself."

"Yeah! And if you think hard enough you can even hear him thinkin to 'imself! See! You just haveta hold on to the side!"

"Wow!! I can hear it!"

"Why's he seem so... sad? Wait! Where's Mum? He said they was in school togever."

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"Draco! The twins are-" Ginny stopped, deciding that showing was easier than telling and grabbed her husband by the arm.

Draco tried not to laugh, thinking she was being silly, but then he looked up, seeing the twins staring into something he had put behind him a long time ago. So, that's how it all happened.

With a slight smile he tucked his arm around his wife. "Leave them, they have a job to do." They would be found in this position often for the next few weeks, Ginny even going so far as to call Narcissa and her mother to try and figure out what was happening.

Narcissa took one look at her Son's face, shook her head with a smile, and told Ginny not to worry any more. Molly wasn't even worried enough to come by, merely telling Ginny that twins were like that some times. There was often a strange sort of bond between the children, and those that they felt close connections with. What she failed to mention was that in some cases the bond surpassed even time itself.

Something told Draco that the two older women knew even more than he did, since the twins were often found regaling them with stories that stopped abruptly when he entered the room. He didn't mind though, he had a good idea what they were up to, and he was more than willing to let them take their time. He just wished that Ginny would quit trying to distract them. The younger Draco needed all the help he could get, even if it were from a pair of eight year olds.

Thank you, my children, thank you for so much more than you'll ever know. He turned, whistling a little song to himself and the dancing dragon on his arm.

Always look on the bright side of life!

Do do! Dododododododoo!!

Always look on the bright side of life!

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**A/N: And this is where I say farewell, my friends. I'm retiring from the D/G fic area for the time being, I hope you've enjoyed my last hoorah. May your day be as bright as you wish it, your future clear. And always remember, Life may be absurd, and deaths the final word, but always look on the bright side of life. Peace, love, and jelly beans. ICE QUEEN**