After Draco had helped Ginny clean up the bathroom, then cleaned up himself, he helped Ginny get upstairs and into bed. Then, he asked the Nanny Elf to get the kids upstairs and prepare them for their day while he ran to the local Apothecary for a safe anti-nauseate potion for Ginny.
It seemed, to Ginny, to take forever, but in reality only took Draco about 10 minutes to get the potion she needed. In the meantime, she huddled in a fetal position on the bed and kept very still. Any sudden moves and she would be retching again.
Draco ran upstairs with the potion. He found Ginny lying very still on the bed. He gently placed his right hand on her back and rubbed. She slowly turned over and reached for the liquid in his hand.
It was a cobalt blue potion that was very viscid. The liquid clung to the sides of the vial more like a gel than the liquid it was. Thus, the remnants dripped slowly down the sides after Ginny turned it up to take the potion in one long gulp.
The potion, thankfully, worked almost immediately. It was designed to be absorbed into the bloodstream through the esophagus rather than requiring the liquid to be in the stomach or intestines.
As the calmness flew through Ginny's body, she flashed Draco a thankful smile and jumped off the bed.
Draco leaned over for a kiss and Ginny gave him a hasty peck on the cheek as she left the room to get the kids out the door.
Draco shook his head. He would never understand women…any of them. The thought of immediately returning to one's schedule after being that violently ill was ridiculous.
Almost as if Ginny could read his mind, she quickly turned back to him and said, "Who else is there to do this? Someone has to." And she disappeared from the doorway with a slight smile and a wink.
As Ginny entered the parlor, she focused on her morning routine. She had lots to do today. She needed to get the boys off to school, get Katie settled and meet her sister-in-laws for lunch at a new deli on Diagon Alley.
"Ben…Bill…let's go. You have five minutes to be at school. Let's go!" Ginny yelled with a magically enhanced voice from the elegantly decorated parlor.
At her words, Ben and Bill grabbed the last of their school books and headed for the fireplace in the parlor. There they found their mother waiting for them with a hastily tapping foot and her arms crossed over her torso. They put an extra jump in their step and headed for the fireplace. As they were about to pick up the floo powder to go to school, their mother placed an arm around each of the boys and have them a noisy, smacking kiss on their cheek. The boys hastily rubbed it off with a whiny, "Mooooom!" Ginny laughed at their antics and shooed them off with a wave of her hands.
Draco was sitting in his study working on some figures regarding the recent acquirement of a competitor in a distant, foreign wizarding town when Ginny bellowed for the boys to get a move on. He visibly flinched at the power of her voice. It was amazing how the female Weasley's could project their voice. Draco shook his head in remembrance of the first time he had been bestowed with Molly's famed Weasley "talking to."
It had been about six months after he and Ginny had started dating. They had come back from a night on the town. He had taken Ginny on a special night to celebrate their sixth month anniversary.
About four hours earlier, he had shown up at the apartment door with six differently colored wizard roses. They were wrapped in extra greenery and green tissue wrapping paper. Ginny's eyes almost popped out of her head, which caused Draco to laugh aloud, when she saw the roses rotate through the colors of the flowers in a sequential flowing fashion. When Hermione saw them later, she said they looked much like lights muggle use to decorate their hot tubs, ads, etc.
After Ginny relieved Draco of her gift, she put them in sugar water and walked back to give him a kiss on the cheek. He was having none of that; he pulled her close and gave her a passionate kiss. He wanted her to have no doubts as to how he truly felt abut her. His kiss said all that he had, as of yet, been unable to say.
After a thorough snogging, he pulled away and told her that they needed to be on their way or they were going to miss their reservations. She nodded her head in a slightly off kilter way- that kiss had really made her senses reel. She walked back into her bedroom, pulled her antique lace shawl off the hangar, placed it swiftly around her shoulders and walked back into her living room ready to go.
When Ginny walked into her bedroom to get her wrap, Draco knew it was time to get to work. He quickly transfigured the small Oriental rug in front of the fireplace into a faux panther rug…black, of course. He then conjured two crystal wine glasses and a bottle of Dom Perignon. He turned the wand upon himself and divested himself of his clothes. He quickly dropped onto the rug, corked the champagne and filled the two classes. He sat them slightly to the side and found a pose that was comfortable and sexy; he waited.
He loved the look Ginny had on her face when she saw him. At first, it was nothing but shock, but it quickly morphed into pure lust. He liked that look on Ginny.
He beckoned for her to join him with a come hither look and an outstretched hand.
She had slowly walked over to him, stopped right in front of him, and gently dropped to her knees. He had taken her hands in his and said, "Ginny Weasley, I am completely in love with you."
Then, he had placed his right hand on her nape and pulled her in for a scorching kiss. She had quickly become weak in his arms from his sensual ministrations and he pulled her to lie prostrate beside him. He slowly unwound the shawl from her torso and let it fall back to the ground. Next, he was intent on removing her blouse, however; he took his sweet time enjoying every single button coming open. He took such great joy with each bit of flesh that was revealed to his hungry eyes.
He could no longer stop himself. He leaned over and began suckling and nibbling down her long, enticing neck towards her breasts; all the while, his fingers deftly revealing more skin for him to drown in.
To make him even more aroused, Ginny was mewing and moaning in sensual bliss. He was almost sure he could orgasm from her sounds. After his hands found the sweet, soft skin at her tummy, he was sure he was not going to last very long.
Ginny grasped his head firmly with her hands, pulled his head away from her body and to her lips for another go at tongue dancing. She tasted so sweet, like warm toffee.
He, now, had her blouse and bra removed and he pulled from her loving kiss to feast upon her body. As he feasted adoringly upon her body, she had turned the most adorable pink color that interestingly enough matched the nub at the end of her pert breasts.
After a few more minutes of soaking in her delicate beauty, he lowered his head to her chest and captured a rigid nipple in his mouth gently between his lips. Then he gave it a short lick with the tip of his tongue; he loved the low pitch moan Ginny gave at the moistness on her nipple. He deftly repeated the action and smiled at Ginny's identical response. He moved to the other breast and was giving it the same attention when the door to Ginny's apartment flew open.
There in all her motherly glory was a very shocked Molly Weasley.
"Ginny Weasley…Draco Malfoy…what ARE you doing?"
Draco looked down at Ginny with wide eyes. She opened her eyes wide and nodded for him to get off of her with her head. He reluctantly rolled off of Ginny and got to his knees. He helped Ginny garner her clothes, get them somewhat back on and helped her to her feet with Molly Weasley glaring at them the whole time. Then, he arrogantly picked up his own clothes and put them on.
Ginny and Draco gallantly faced Molly Weasley as she began a vicious tirade about respect, right from wrong and hordes of other ethical and moral topics.
Draco shut Molly Weasley up the only way he knew how. He dropped to his knees and asked Ginny to marry him. Ginny turned to him in shock. Molly Weasley, for the first time since Draco knew her, was eerily quiet.
Draco pulled out a large oval shaped ruby ring that was flanked by two rather large pear shaped diamonds. It was amazingly colorful with the firelight reflecting off it and through it.
Ginny began silently crying, dropped to her knees in front of him and eagerly nodded her head. He gave her a bright smile and placed the ring on her left hand. Once he finished, he brushed his hand across her cheek. Ginny took the initiative and pulled Draco into a searing kiss.
After a few minutes of them kissing and her shock had worn off, Molly Weasley loudly cleared her throat. Ginny and Draco sheepishly drew apart and turned towards Molly.
Molly gave them a nose crinkling smile and said, "Well, I guess I'll be going. Don't do anything your father and I have not done!" And then, she was gone.
Draco was pulled from his musings by his own laughter.