As Ginny settled in for the night, she thought about what had to have been the most embarrassing evening of her life. Ginny sighed to herself as she sat at her vanity table brushing her long red tresses. She continued stroking her hair while thinking about the events that had occurred. It began with Draco and Ginny not placing a locking spell on their bedroom door. She partly blamed Draco for surprising her and partly blamed herself for sheer lack of thought. That lack of forethought had allowed Ben and Bill access to their room.

According to Ben and Bill, they had arrived home from school and been informed by Flora that their parents were in their bedroom. They had put their things away in their room and immediately visited the bedroom to see if Draco wanted to play some Quidditch. When they got to the door, they checked to see if it was locked. It was not; so they entered. They heard noises in the bathroom and took a look; the bathroom door, again, was not locked just closed.

Ginny shuddered at the memory of her young boys entering the room finding Ginny and Draco post-coital. Thank Merlin that the tub was large and bubbly.

Then, out of the mouth of babes, "Mom, why are you and Daddy naked?"  

Draco, in his infinite wisdom, began to laugh. Ginny did the only thing she could; she smacked him and loudly told the boys to meet them downstairs in the parlor in ten minutes.

What had followed in the parlor was a long talk about mommies, daddies and love. They had not gotten technical with anything, but did let them know that it was something for adults who loved each other very much. The boys seemed to handle it well, taking all of it in stride. Draco was absolutely no help at all. He was either sniggering at Ginny's frantic, high-pitched voice, or sniggering at poignant questions the boys were asking. Honestly!

Ginny slammed her brush down on the table. She was more annoyed with Draco than she had ever been in her life.

And of course, he had to walk into the bedroom at that very moment. Ginny shot him a nasty glare.

'What is that look for?" he asked with an honest inquisitiveness in his voice.

"As if you don't already know, Draco Malfoy, you were absolutely NO help down there. None! Did you have to snigger the whole damn time?"

"Oh come on, the whole situation was hysterical. One of those stories we will tell our grandkids when we are older!"

Ginny snorted inelegantly at this and said, "Puh-lease! What about when we have the REAL talk? Is this what I should expect from you? This adolescent school boy behavior? Her hands waved around madly to emphasize her distress.

"Ginny, I think maybe your hormones are on overdrive with the pregnancy and all."

Ginny's eyes got as round as saucers and were shooting daggers at the blonde man in front of her. Her cheeks were a very menacing red.

"What…did…you…just…say? My hormones are in OVERDRIVE? Was that what you said? Because I know you ARE NOT stupid enough to say that to ME, Draco Malfoy."

There was only one way to describe Draco's face. It plainly read, 'Oh SHIT!'

He began backing away from his infuriated wife, but she was not letting him get away that easily…oh no. She backed him up to the bed and caused him to fall on his back. She pulled her wand out of the sleeve of her turquoise, full-length nightgown and pointed it directly at him.

"Petrificus Totalus" she muttered. Draco's body clenched into the body bind and his eyes grew wide in shock and fear. Ginny was irate. That was never a good thing.

She walked over to the table and rolled the dice, to the extreme shock of Draco. As the dice clinked onto the table and rolled around, Ginny turned back to Draco and gave him a very evil grin.

The dice stopped. One dice had landed on three. The other dice had landed on four. The total was seven. The taco magically moved the seven spaces and stopped.

The misty man appeared and said, "You have landed on the Square of Royalty. Humble your servant. The tools you will need are on the table." The misty man then gave a mad cackle and disappeared in a poof of smoke. While Ginny never noticed the misty man's cackle, Draco definitely heard it and was a bit unsettled.

Ginny simply walked to the table and picked up the item on the table, an oversized, crème colored, Egyptian cotton towel. Ginny turned towards Draco with her wand in one hand and the towel in the other. She, to his surprise, pointed the wand at him again.

"Finite Incatatum" she said to release him from his full body bind. Before he could move very far, however; she placed a new spell on him.

"Tardo Maximus" Draco knew what that meant. He had just been hit with the slow down curse.  Aurors used it to catch criminals without really hurting them.

He got up and moved as fast as he could, which was not very fast. He glanced back to see where Ginny was. She was smiling evilly at him. He found that he could not move or take his eyes from Ginny as he watched her put her wand back up her sleeve. Then, she put the other end of the towel in her hand. She twirled the towel into a tight, compact mass and walked towards Draco.

He tried to move, but the curse was a powerful one. He had only managed three steps to her ten. When she was a few feet away, she pulled the towel back and let it snap forward. He howled. He was clad only in silver silk boxers and they provided little to no protection for his buttocks.

He gave a pleading look to Ginny, but she merely said, "You might want to turn around. It will hurt less in the long run."

In her current mood, he heeded her advice and turned around just as another snap occurred on his left butt cheek.

"Run" she ordered again.

To the best of his ability, he put on foot in front of the other. He would get a few more steps in and another crack would reverberate through the room. This continued until Draco was already cringing for the next snap. It did not really hurt…merely smarted a bit.

However, the next snap never came; instead he felt a warm hand cupping and gently kneading his buttocks.

"Ginny?"

"Hmmm?"

"What are you doing?"

"Kneading your ass, I would have thought that was obvious."

"Sarcasm doesn't become you."

"Yes, well stupidity does not become you."

"Touché…"

"Want to do it?"

"What?"

"We really got to work on this stupidity thing. Do…you…want…to…do…it?" Ginny asked again with X-rated hand motions.

Draco laughed. He pulled his wife to him and kissed her soundly. When he released her, they were both laughing.

Ginny pulled him in for another kiss. She then began kissing his neck and chest.

"Ummm…"

"Like something?"

"You…"

"You have me…as long as you NEVER make another comment about my hormones."

"Point received and processed."

Ginny pulled Draco towards the bed. He fell on top of her when her knees hit the mattress. Their moans of ecstasy quickened. Soon, Draco's boxers and Ginny's nightgown were on the floor and the only noise in the room was that of the headboard hitting the wall.