Molly Weasley did indeed wait until after dinner to bring Kaitlyn home.

Earlier, Ginny and Draco had lain in bed and discussed how the game had already improved their lives. They were spending quality time together, making time for the family and all around enjoying life more. They decided they would visit Diagon Alley over the weekend and thank Huntress.

Ginny and Draco got out of bed just in time to meet Ben and Bill at the fireplace after school. When Ben and Bill saw Draco already at home, they began jumping up and down. Draco smiled and asked them if they would like to go outside and play 2 on 1 quidditch. The answering response was so loud; Ginny thought she might have lost some hearing. The boys (yes, this includes Draco) sped by her and ran up to their rooms to get their brooms.

Ginny met Flora in the kitchen to make dinner. Since the boys were having a fun night, she decided to make their favorite dinner.

About an hour later, Ginny walked out the back door and whistled to get Draco's attention. He quickly flew down and hovered in front of her. "Hullo gorgeous, you whistling at me?" He asked with a lewd expression on his face.

"Yes…but you can get that look off your face because I am only offering dinner." Ginny shot right back at him.

"Why is that a challenge I hear in your voice, Mrs. Malfoy?"

"It is now."

Draco smirked and motioned for the boys to head in. Draco grounded his broom and got off. As he walked by Ginny, he popped her on the butt. "You're on…" Then, he took off running to dodge Ginny's playful smack. The boys landed by Ginny and giggled at their parents.

The boys all went in and washed up for dinner.

Meanwhile, Ginny went upstairs to make sure Kaitlyn was still napping. She was already sitting at the table when they got there. The twins took one look at their plates and began singing, "You're the best Mom!" Ginny smiled at their antics. They sat down and waited for Draco to join them.

He arrived a few minutes later freshly showered and sat in his usual spot. He took a look at his plate and gasped in shock. "Ginny, what the hell is this?"

The boys giggled and pointed at their father.

"Draco must you curse in front of the boys?"

"I do if I look at my plate of food and find purple spaghetti in a blue sauce."

"Draco, honestly, it is charmed to look that way. The boys like for me to make their food more interesting."

"Well you can un-interest mine."

"Come on Dad, you'll like it. We promise." Ben said with a whine and sounding exactly like his dad.

Ginny arched her eyebrow in a silent question.

"Fine, I will try it." Draco picked up his fork and ran it through the spaghetti a few times; curling his nose in disgust the entire time. He eventually brought a small amount to his lips and gingerly tasted it.

Ginny rolled her eyes at his antics and looked at the boys. They looked at her and she grinned. Then, she proceeded to take a large bite and slurp the strands of spaghetti in her mouth very loudly. The boys laughed at her while Draco returned the eye roll.

Needless to say, there were soon three slurping eaters at the Malfoy table. They eventually got Draco to join in and soon all were wearing large amounts of blue sauce on their face.

Once dessert had been served, Ginny sent for the nanny house elf and sent the boys to prepare for bed.

Draco came up behind her and began licking the blue sauce off of her neck and put his lips next to her ear. He whispered, "Want me to roll the dice?"

Ginny giggled from the vibrations of his voice causing a tickling shudder to pass through her. "If you insist…"

"I am afraid I must. Let's go upstairs before the bloody game throws us across the room again or Kaitlyn wakes up needing to be fed." He quickly grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to their bedroom. Ginny was giggling like a school girl all the way.

Once in the room, Draco deftly acquired the dice, gave them several shakes and tossed them on the table. The dice landed on three dots plus four dots for a total of seven dots.

The sausage, once again, magically moved on the board and stopped.

The swirling mist appeared followed by the elderly man in the white robes. He said, "You have landed on the Square of Sportsmanship. You are to acquire your broom and complete one of the three listed tasks."

The fellow disappeared in a cloudy poof. Lying on the floor, where the man had appeared, was a slip of parchment. It read:

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To pick a task, say the number aloud. Any equipment (besides the broomstick) you may need for the task will appear. You cannot move forward until the task is completed. All tasks must be performed while flying on aforementioned broomstick.

1. Nibble the fuzzy hair off her peaches

2. Spank his salami

3. Eat her spicy taco

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"Not fair, you get two while I only get one" Draco whined.

"Oh please…it's your turn, so just pick it already." At that, Ginny went to the window, opened it and gestured for Draco to follow.

Draco went into his closet and got his broomstick. He walked to Ginny clutching his broomstick and the note. He hopped onto the broom and pulled Ginny over to sit in front of him. He securely held her around the waist and took off out the window.

It was a warm, clear night. The moon was full and it gave a yellow hue on all below. Ginny closed her eyes and let the wind hit her face in a calming fashion. Draco had nuzzled up against her neck and was making her feel safe and secure.

"Which number are you picking, Draco?"

"Hmmm?"

"Draco, we are playing a game remember?" Ginny giggled.

"I know I just like holding you." Draco retorted while kissing her on top of her head.

"So…which one are you picking?"

"I think I'll pick number…umm." Draco faltered.

"Nifler got your tongue, Malfoy?"

"You are so going to pay for that Red…"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah" With that said Draco turned the broom into a steep dive.

"Draco…!" Ginny screamed frantically.

"Teach you to smart off at me." Draco said after pulling the broom out of the steep drive.

Ginny turned around at the waist and smacked him on the back of the head. "Spoiled Brat…now, get on with it. Pick a number."

"Fine, I pick number 2"

"I knew you…" Ginny never finished her statement. For at that moment, the hand that had been holding her around the waist was now holding a large stick of salami.

"What the hell?" Draco inquired.

Ginny busted out laughing and began smacking the salami.

"Ginny, what the hell are you doing?"

"Spanking your salami…" She gasped out between cackles.

"You have got to be kidding me."

But, after several good smacks from Ginny, the salami magically disappeared.

"No way."

"Sorry to disappoint you sweetie, but I HAVE spanked your salami. Now, I find myself extraordinarily tired. I'd like to go to bed now…please."

Draco sighed dramatically and turned the broom towards their bedroom window. He brought the broom beside the window and helped Ginny through the window. Then, he turned the broom around and flew in a great circle to fly through the window.

Meanwhile, Ginny was preparing for Draco's return. She knew he had been expecting something different than "the salami spanking" and she was about to make his night.

Draco flew through the window and landed just inside the room. Ginny was in the bathroom; so, he went and put the broom in his closet. When he returned, Ginny was standing by the bed in a Slytherin green, satin nightgown. It was held up by spaghetti straps. It fit tightly across her bosom, flared at the waist and ended just above the knees.

"Ginny?" Draco queried.

"Come here Sexy, I feel the need for some sausage."