Author's Note: I just saw this music video on CMT and I absolutely loved this song already, but then I had to great idea to turn it into a D/G fic and well here I am about to write it. If you don't know the song it's performed and written by Alan Jackson. Oh and I am writing this with one verse at the top of each new chapter. So it's like a songfic, but with chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING! All I have is a Clay Aiken poster and a Brad Paisley CD!!! Don't sue because it ALL belongs to J.K. Rowling except the song and my writing.
The Malfoy Family:
Ginny Malfoy: 29 years old
Draco Malfoy: 30 years old
Bill Malfoy: 7 years old
Aaron Malfoy: 6 years old
Seth Malfoy: 5 years old
Kayla and Molly Malfoy: 3 years old
*Remember when the sound of little feet was the music We danced to week to week*
Ginny plucked her book off her bedside table prior to settling under the covers and opening it. She was reading a muggle romance, something that Hermione had turned her on to long ago surprisingly. Before she could even read the first word of her new chapter she had continued her thoughts of her life. When their children had been younger they had driven her up the wall. Chuckling at the memory of her eldest children and their antics, she began to read.
***
Ginny slept soundly, her breathing even and deep until she was awoken by two of her sons. Bill and Aaron jumped onto the large master bed, startling their mother awake. She shot straight up into a sitting position and upon seeing her sons flopped back down. Reaching an arm out for her husband she checked her muggle clock; it was five in the morning.
A sigh escaped her as she remembered that Draco was not home. He was on a mission with the Ministry (he had been for the last week) and wasn't supposed to return until that night. Until then she was on her own with the children. Well, that really wasn't true. Her mother was there nearly every day helping her, as was Hermione, and Ginny's best friend Marcie who loved children.
Something on her bed jumped.
'Oh, yes. The boys,' she thought to herself.
Hoisting herself out of bed she said, "What are you two doing up so early? Huh?"
The boys looked at her blankly for a moment before Bill's face split into a grin and he replied, "We're hungry. And Seth is crying."
Ginny ruffled Aaron's and Bill's hair. "I'll have some breakfast ready in a little while, okay? Just let me go get Seth. Alright?" Ginny spoke with half-closed eyes.
They were open enough for her to see her sons nod and she almost smiled. Almost. At the present she was much too tired to smile. Having gotten only five hours of sleep, thanks in great part to Seth, she was dead on her feet. But she pressed on with beginning the day anyhow.
She walked out of her room, not watching where her boys disappeared to, down the hall, and into Seth's room. Ginny leaned over the crib and picked up the wailing child, wondering how she hadn't heard his cries. He desperately needed a diaper change as well. She began to unbutton his blue and green pajamas, taking care of the job, and putting some day clothes on him. Day clothes were much like his pajamas, but were white with dragons on them (Draco's choice) with shorts pulled over them.
Placing him back in his crib she walked into the bathroom and washed her hands then splashing her pale face. The cold water helped to wake her up even more but she could definitely go for a cup of coffee. She dried her face with a cream colored hand-towel and looked in the mirror, unable to avoid thinking that she looked so much older than her ripe, young age of twenty-four.
Another sigh left her mouth, turning into a yawn half-way through, and she meandered back into Seth's room where he was crying loudly again. She hoisted him up and onto her left hip, holding him with both hands as she began the somewhat long walk to the kitchen.
The thing about the Malfoy Manor is that it is huge. No, bigger than that. Let's just say that it is very easy to get lost in and will take quite a while to get downstairs from any upper room since they are all a fair way away from the nearest staircase. Whenever Ginny had a child in her arms, very often, she dreaded the long walk to the lower level.
So a few minutes, three hallways, twenty-four stairs, and one yawn later she was in the kitchen lowering Seth into his high-chair. She was relived to see Bill and Aaron sitting at the table playing with some magical toys that would change into another toy after ten minutes. If they were blocks then they would change to legos after ten minutes then to toy cars and back again. Of course they had a pattern, but the children didn't seem to notice, taking delight whenever the toys began to change.
They were yet another one of the famous inventions of Fred and George. When they had children of their own they became inspired to begin making baby and children toys as well as joke items. The Transformation Toys were the first of many magical toys they had made.
Ginny waved her wand muttering a few spells to get breakfast started. In a few minutes they would have pancakes and bacon. She walked to the counter and began to make coffee, the muggle way. For some reason it had a better taste when concocted the way muggles did so that's the way she did it. Digging the cream out of the cupboard she turned sharply when she heard a crash which sounded suspiciously like glass breaking.
'Please don't let it be the vase. Please not the vase.' she thought desperately to herself in vain attempt to calm her qualms.
She sucked in a great amount of breath upon seeing the beautiful glass vase, that had just moments ago been on the table, shattered on the ground. The result of a toy car most likely. Turning to grab her wand she turned quickly once again when she heard a cry. Instinctively she knew that one of the boys had cut their foot on the crushed glass.
One of them had. Aaron had jumped off of his chair and was about to run to his mother and show her how the toys changed when he stepped onto the tiny shards of glass that wedged themselves in his foot. He screamed and Ginny cursed her idiocy for not telling the boys to stay put as she rushed to him, at the same time levitating the glass collectively off the floor and into the trash can.
Aaron was sitting on the floor howling in pain, Bill was still preoccupied with the Transforming Toys, Seth was crying (out of hunger most likely), and Ginny was lifting Aaron's foot to look at the damage. Blood was already pouring out of the tiny cuts all over his right foot and onto the kitchen floor. She saw how just how much glass was in his foot and knew that she could never get all the little pieces out. Ginny had to take him to St. Mungo's immediately.
Quickly she muttered a spell to relieve the pain and took him in her arms. She told Bill to get up and floo himself to the Burrow, a command which he followed immediately after he collected the toys from the table. He had flooed there many times before, but she still worried about whether he would get to the correct fireplace. Oh, well. At the time all she could do was hope and stop thinking about it. Aaron's cries had been reduced to sniffles because the pain was gone so Ginny shifted him to one hip and placed Seth on the other.
Somehow she managed to throw the floo powder into the fireplace that had just recently been burning green and called out, "St. Mungo's Emergency!"
She rushed out of the fireplace after arriving to the desk where a young witch was sitting and scribbling something down on a small sheet of paper.
When she saw Ginny she exclaimed, "Mrs. Malfoy! What's happened?"
Ginny hurriedly recounted the incident to the woman who led her straight to a white room and asked her to wait a few moments and she would send a healer in immediately. She sat in the stiff chair, the patient's chair, and looked down only to see that blood was still dripping out of the cuts in Aaron's foot. Standing once again on her tired feet she set Aaron down on the examination table.
"I'm so sorry, honey. This is all my fault," she said to her young child who only looked at her with red eyes and tear-stained cheeks.
Then he said something that surprised her. "I love you mommy." He hugged her arm for a minute or two before letting it go and laying down on the table.
Ginny smiled at her youngster, so easy to forgive. He probably didn't even realize that it was her fault, but this would sit in her mind forever. "I love you too sweetie." She kissed his forehead and brushed his bangs out of his eyes. "And you," she whispered to Seth who had, at one point in her arms, stopped crying after realizing that it was getting him nowhere. He only gurgled and flashed what could only be called a Draco Malfoy smirk.
She sat back down and blinked to see her mother hurtling through the doorway with Bill's hand in hers.
Ginny wasn't surprised that her mother had come straight away; on the contrary, she knew that Bill would tell her what happened (briefly of course) and she would be on her way in a flash. It was apparent that she had left suddenly from her home because she was in her pajamas, a large fluffy white robe, and slippers. Noticing this immediately Ginny thought of her own wardrobe.
Goodness she must look a fright. Having just woken up her hair was most definitely a mess, she was wearing her pajamas as well, and she had nothing on her feet. The cold of the floor flooded her as she realized her lack of footwear.
"I got here as fast as I. . ." Molly began but was interrupted when a young man, who Ginny assumed was the healer, came barreling in. Wasting no time he began to inspect Aaron's foot without even talking to Ginny.
He made a few annoying doctor noises before her took his wand out and muttered, "Retrevo."
The glass worked itself out of Aaron's foot and he began to yelp as the pain seared through his tender flesh. Blood continued to drip from the wounds and the doctor muttered once more. The open cuts began to close up, the skin bonding to itself, causing the foot to appear healed. No more blood spilled and Aaron stopped his screams of pain.
The healer turned to Ginny, his hand extended. "It's nice to see you Ginny."
She studied him for an instant before tentatively saying, "Neville?"
He grinned and nodded at her. "Wow, I haven't seen you in forever! I didn't know you became a healer."
Ginny watched Molly begin to talk with Aaron and didn't feel bad about not talking to her. "Yep. I was just certified a couple years ago. I didn't know you had kids. I heard about you marrying Draco Malfoy, the git who wasn't actually evil."
Ginny smiled at him. "Well, it's been great seeing you again and all, but I'd like to head home. We should definitely make plans for lunch sometime and catch up. Just owl me later and I'll let you know what's happening. I really would love to stay and talk but I have to get these kids their food. Get myself some food as well come to think of it. Everything just happened so suddenly this morning and I haven't accomplished anything today."
Neville nodded in understanding. "You go on ahead. I have to go see another patient anyhow."
"Well, it was great seeing you," Ginny said as she began to walk out of the room. Her mother followed her, never having talked to her about this morning's injury.
They both flooed back to the Manor with the boys. Once at home, Ginny wandered into the kitchen and put Seth back into his high-chair. Molly had gone ahead of her and began fixing breakfast (the last one burned while they were gone). Ginny sunk into one of the chairs at the large kitchen table.
Molly looked at her tired daughter and asked, "So, what happened?"
Ginny launched into the story of the morning's events. Her mother understood completely, having had many days similar to this. Molly stayed with Ginny all day until they put the boys to bed and said her goodbyes.
As soon as her mother left, Ginny walked upstairs, finally getting to her room after five minutes of walking and climbing, and crawled into bed. She checked the time and saw that it was ten o'clock. Then she closed her eyes, falling asleep instantly.
One more Ginny awoke to a pressure on the bed. Thinking one of the boys had had a bad dream she merely lifted the covers for whoever it was to crawl in next to her.
Draco smiled at his wife's actions. He knew that that was how she let the boys know that it was alright to hop into bed with them. Perhaps she had forgotten that he was getting home tonight. Deciding to surprise her he crawled under the covers she had lifted and wrapped his arm around her stomach, snuggled up to her.
Her eyes launched open as she felt her husband's arm snake around her. She turned in his arms and nestled into his chest.
Draco reveled in the familiar feeling that warmed his heart. This is what he had missed. Being with Ginny, just lying with her in his arms made him feel content.
"How was your day?" he whispered to her.
She grunted in response before speaking. "All I have to say is that I want to go back to sleep," she mumbled into his torso. "I'm glad you're back," she garbled as an after-thought.
Her heavy lids fell closed and she fell back asleep instantly, as before, not hearing Draco say, "Me too. Me too."
He kissed his hair before letting his own eyes shut as he drifted off to sleep.
***
Ginny finished her chapter before pulling herself out of bed and downstairs to check the clock. Draco's hand was still at "work." Another hour had passed already. However, Ginny could never guess what was happening at his office.
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!!! I had a lot of fun writing it. Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING! All I have is a Clay Aiken poster and a Brad Paisley CD!!! Don't sue because it ALL belongs to J.K. Rowling except the song and my writing.
The Malfoy Family:
Ginny Malfoy: 29 years old
Draco Malfoy: 30 years old
Bill Malfoy: 7 years old
Aaron Malfoy: 6 years old
Seth Malfoy: 5 years old
Kayla and Molly Malfoy: 3 years old
*Remember when the sound of little feet was the music We danced to week to week*
Ginny plucked her book off her bedside table prior to settling under the covers and opening it. She was reading a muggle romance, something that Hermione had turned her on to long ago surprisingly. Before she could even read the first word of her new chapter she had continued her thoughts of her life. When their children had been younger they had driven her up the wall. Chuckling at the memory of her eldest children and their antics, she began to read.
***
Ginny slept soundly, her breathing even and deep until she was awoken by two of her sons. Bill and Aaron jumped onto the large master bed, startling their mother awake. She shot straight up into a sitting position and upon seeing her sons flopped back down. Reaching an arm out for her husband she checked her muggle clock; it was five in the morning.
A sigh escaped her as she remembered that Draco was not home. He was on a mission with the Ministry (he had been for the last week) and wasn't supposed to return until that night. Until then she was on her own with the children. Well, that really wasn't true. Her mother was there nearly every day helping her, as was Hermione, and Ginny's best friend Marcie who loved children.
Something on her bed jumped.
'Oh, yes. The boys,' she thought to herself.
Hoisting herself out of bed she said, "What are you two doing up so early? Huh?"
The boys looked at her blankly for a moment before Bill's face split into a grin and he replied, "We're hungry. And Seth is crying."
Ginny ruffled Aaron's and Bill's hair. "I'll have some breakfast ready in a little while, okay? Just let me go get Seth. Alright?" Ginny spoke with half-closed eyes.
They were open enough for her to see her sons nod and she almost smiled. Almost. At the present she was much too tired to smile. Having gotten only five hours of sleep, thanks in great part to Seth, she was dead on her feet. But she pressed on with beginning the day anyhow.
She walked out of her room, not watching where her boys disappeared to, down the hall, and into Seth's room. Ginny leaned over the crib and picked up the wailing child, wondering how she hadn't heard his cries. He desperately needed a diaper change as well. She began to unbutton his blue and green pajamas, taking care of the job, and putting some day clothes on him. Day clothes were much like his pajamas, but were white with dragons on them (Draco's choice) with shorts pulled over them.
Placing him back in his crib she walked into the bathroom and washed her hands then splashing her pale face. The cold water helped to wake her up even more but she could definitely go for a cup of coffee. She dried her face with a cream colored hand-towel and looked in the mirror, unable to avoid thinking that she looked so much older than her ripe, young age of twenty-four.
Another sigh left her mouth, turning into a yawn half-way through, and she meandered back into Seth's room where he was crying loudly again. She hoisted him up and onto her left hip, holding him with both hands as she began the somewhat long walk to the kitchen.
The thing about the Malfoy Manor is that it is huge. No, bigger than that. Let's just say that it is very easy to get lost in and will take quite a while to get downstairs from any upper room since they are all a fair way away from the nearest staircase. Whenever Ginny had a child in her arms, very often, she dreaded the long walk to the lower level.
So a few minutes, three hallways, twenty-four stairs, and one yawn later she was in the kitchen lowering Seth into his high-chair. She was relived to see Bill and Aaron sitting at the table playing with some magical toys that would change into another toy after ten minutes. If they were blocks then they would change to legos after ten minutes then to toy cars and back again. Of course they had a pattern, but the children didn't seem to notice, taking delight whenever the toys began to change.
They were yet another one of the famous inventions of Fred and George. When they had children of their own they became inspired to begin making baby and children toys as well as joke items. The Transformation Toys were the first of many magical toys they had made.
Ginny waved her wand muttering a few spells to get breakfast started. In a few minutes they would have pancakes and bacon. She walked to the counter and began to make coffee, the muggle way. For some reason it had a better taste when concocted the way muggles did so that's the way she did it. Digging the cream out of the cupboard she turned sharply when she heard a crash which sounded suspiciously like glass breaking.
'Please don't let it be the vase. Please not the vase.' she thought desperately to herself in vain attempt to calm her qualms.
She sucked in a great amount of breath upon seeing the beautiful glass vase, that had just moments ago been on the table, shattered on the ground. The result of a toy car most likely. Turning to grab her wand she turned quickly once again when she heard a cry. Instinctively she knew that one of the boys had cut their foot on the crushed glass.
One of them had. Aaron had jumped off of his chair and was about to run to his mother and show her how the toys changed when he stepped onto the tiny shards of glass that wedged themselves in his foot. He screamed and Ginny cursed her idiocy for not telling the boys to stay put as she rushed to him, at the same time levitating the glass collectively off the floor and into the trash can.
Aaron was sitting on the floor howling in pain, Bill was still preoccupied with the Transforming Toys, Seth was crying (out of hunger most likely), and Ginny was lifting Aaron's foot to look at the damage. Blood was already pouring out of the tiny cuts all over his right foot and onto the kitchen floor. She saw how just how much glass was in his foot and knew that she could never get all the little pieces out. Ginny had to take him to St. Mungo's immediately.
Quickly she muttered a spell to relieve the pain and took him in her arms. She told Bill to get up and floo himself to the Burrow, a command which he followed immediately after he collected the toys from the table. He had flooed there many times before, but she still worried about whether he would get to the correct fireplace. Oh, well. At the time all she could do was hope and stop thinking about it. Aaron's cries had been reduced to sniffles because the pain was gone so Ginny shifted him to one hip and placed Seth on the other.
Somehow she managed to throw the floo powder into the fireplace that had just recently been burning green and called out, "St. Mungo's Emergency!"
She rushed out of the fireplace after arriving to the desk where a young witch was sitting and scribbling something down on a small sheet of paper.
When she saw Ginny she exclaimed, "Mrs. Malfoy! What's happened?"
Ginny hurriedly recounted the incident to the woman who led her straight to a white room and asked her to wait a few moments and she would send a healer in immediately. She sat in the stiff chair, the patient's chair, and looked down only to see that blood was still dripping out of the cuts in Aaron's foot. Standing once again on her tired feet she set Aaron down on the examination table.
"I'm so sorry, honey. This is all my fault," she said to her young child who only looked at her with red eyes and tear-stained cheeks.
Then he said something that surprised her. "I love you mommy." He hugged her arm for a minute or two before letting it go and laying down on the table.
Ginny smiled at her youngster, so easy to forgive. He probably didn't even realize that it was her fault, but this would sit in her mind forever. "I love you too sweetie." She kissed his forehead and brushed his bangs out of his eyes. "And you," she whispered to Seth who had, at one point in her arms, stopped crying after realizing that it was getting him nowhere. He only gurgled and flashed what could only be called a Draco Malfoy smirk.
She sat back down and blinked to see her mother hurtling through the doorway with Bill's hand in hers.
Ginny wasn't surprised that her mother had come straight away; on the contrary, she knew that Bill would tell her what happened (briefly of course) and she would be on her way in a flash. It was apparent that she had left suddenly from her home because she was in her pajamas, a large fluffy white robe, and slippers. Noticing this immediately Ginny thought of her own wardrobe.
Goodness she must look a fright. Having just woken up her hair was most definitely a mess, she was wearing her pajamas as well, and she had nothing on her feet. The cold of the floor flooded her as she realized her lack of footwear.
"I got here as fast as I. . ." Molly began but was interrupted when a young man, who Ginny assumed was the healer, came barreling in. Wasting no time he began to inspect Aaron's foot without even talking to Ginny.
He made a few annoying doctor noises before her took his wand out and muttered, "Retrevo."
The glass worked itself out of Aaron's foot and he began to yelp as the pain seared through his tender flesh. Blood continued to drip from the wounds and the doctor muttered once more. The open cuts began to close up, the skin bonding to itself, causing the foot to appear healed. No more blood spilled and Aaron stopped his screams of pain.
The healer turned to Ginny, his hand extended. "It's nice to see you Ginny."
She studied him for an instant before tentatively saying, "Neville?"
He grinned and nodded at her. "Wow, I haven't seen you in forever! I didn't know you became a healer."
Ginny watched Molly begin to talk with Aaron and didn't feel bad about not talking to her. "Yep. I was just certified a couple years ago. I didn't know you had kids. I heard about you marrying Draco Malfoy, the git who wasn't actually evil."
Ginny smiled at him. "Well, it's been great seeing you again and all, but I'd like to head home. We should definitely make plans for lunch sometime and catch up. Just owl me later and I'll let you know what's happening. I really would love to stay and talk but I have to get these kids their food. Get myself some food as well come to think of it. Everything just happened so suddenly this morning and I haven't accomplished anything today."
Neville nodded in understanding. "You go on ahead. I have to go see another patient anyhow."
"Well, it was great seeing you," Ginny said as she began to walk out of the room. Her mother followed her, never having talked to her about this morning's injury.
They both flooed back to the Manor with the boys. Once at home, Ginny wandered into the kitchen and put Seth back into his high-chair. Molly had gone ahead of her and began fixing breakfast (the last one burned while they were gone). Ginny sunk into one of the chairs at the large kitchen table.
Molly looked at her tired daughter and asked, "So, what happened?"
Ginny launched into the story of the morning's events. Her mother understood completely, having had many days similar to this. Molly stayed with Ginny all day until they put the boys to bed and said her goodbyes.
As soon as her mother left, Ginny walked upstairs, finally getting to her room after five minutes of walking and climbing, and crawled into bed. She checked the time and saw that it was ten o'clock. Then she closed her eyes, falling asleep instantly.
One more Ginny awoke to a pressure on the bed. Thinking one of the boys had had a bad dream she merely lifted the covers for whoever it was to crawl in next to her.
Draco smiled at his wife's actions. He knew that that was how she let the boys know that it was alright to hop into bed with them. Perhaps she had forgotten that he was getting home tonight. Deciding to surprise her he crawled under the covers she had lifted and wrapped his arm around her stomach, snuggled up to her.
Her eyes launched open as she felt her husband's arm snake around her. She turned in his arms and nestled into his chest.
Draco reveled in the familiar feeling that warmed his heart. This is what he had missed. Being with Ginny, just lying with her in his arms made him feel content.
"How was your day?" he whispered to her.
She grunted in response before speaking. "All I have to say is that I want to go back to sleep," she mumbled into his torso. "I'm glad you're back," she garbled as an after-thought.
Her heavy lids fell closed and she fell back asleep instantly, as before, not hearing Draco say, "Me too. Me too."
He kissed his hair before letting his own eyes shut as he drifted off to sleep.
***
Ginny finished her chapter before pulling herself out of bed and downstairs to check the clock. Draco's hand was still at "work." Another hour had passed already. However, Ginny could never guess what was happening at his office.
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!!! I had a lot of fun writing it. Please read and review!