Happy Easter!… okay, maybe it's a little late for that…
Methinks I forgot to tell you last chapter, but this is the last chapter. Nice of me to leave you all with no warning, huh? Watch! Are you looking? I'm being quiet now!
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"Draco!" Ginny yelled, throwing her coat down on the doorstep. She, unlike Hermione, thought that house-elves were made to do the little (and big) cleaning jobs around the house. Draco walked down the stairs. When she was in his view, he stopped. He didn't like doing any more work than absolutely necessary.
"Yes, Virginia?" He asked. She rolled her eyes. "You don't need to shout, you know."
"But…my news!" She said excitedly. He raised an eyebrow.
"News? What news, Virginia?" He asked, drawing his words out. She glared at him before she shrugged it off with excitement.
"We-you and I-are going to be parents!"
"Wha-what?" Draco said, his cool demeanor gone. He rushed down the stairs to trap Ginny in a hug.
"We're going to be parents!" She repeated. She liked the sound of it. What would they name it? No, not it, her. For it was a girl. The Healer had told her so, but she wasn't sure if Draco would be happy with a girl. What if he wanted a boy?
Draco noticed her being relatively quiet and asked softly,
"What's wrong, Virginia? Don't you want to be a mother?"
"I do." She said softly, "But I don't know if you want… a girl."
"It doesn't matter what gender the child is! She's ours, and that's all that matters!" Draco assured her. She broke into a true smile, and hugged him.
"But what about a name? And shouldn't we tell your parents?" Ginny asked excitedly.
"Whoa. Hold on there, Gin." Draco ordered. "When's she due?"
"September." Ginny replied. It was only February, but Ginny wanted these things settled before the baby arrived.
"Why must we get this figured out now?" Draco asked her. Not that he really cared about it, but he was curious.
"I want to know now what we're going to do. Come on; let's go send letters to Mother and Father! And we can tell Lucius and Narcissa tonight at supper."
"Shouldn't we decide on a name first?"
"No. Letters first." She demanded stubbornly. Draco sighed, knowing that there was no point in arguing with her. His little "lioness" was just as stubborn as many proclaimed the Slytherins to be. He personally believed that they should call the Gryffindors stubborn. Because they all were stubborn as boards. And as bright as boards, too, Draco thought, conveniently forgetting that the Gryffindors usually graduated at the top of their class.
"Fine, Virginia." He consented.
"Why are you letting me take charge?" She asked. She only cared because he would usually not agree to things just because he saw it as her "winning".
"I'm not the one carrying the baby!" He explained as if his attitude were the most obvious thing in the world.
She glared at him, but the effect was ruined by the big smile that was plastered on her face. Draco couldn't help but be happy when he saw her happiness, and was glad that they had resolved most of their differences. There were still a few quirks here and there, but what marriage did not have them?
They walked up the stairs, and went to their shared bedroom.
"You can write the letter to your parents." Draco offered. She laughed at his suggestion, because she knew that there was no way that Draco would have done it himself. Well, maybe if hell froze over.
She smiled at the thought. No, even then Draco still wouldn't write to her parents.
Sitting down to write the letter, Ginny thought of the best way to word it. When she had been sitting there for a good ten minutes and still had not written anything, Draco became impatient.
"Why don't you just write "Congratulations, Grandma and Grandpa!"" Draco suggested. Ginny considered and said,
"I could write that… and expand on it?"
"Of course. Just hurry up and write the damn letters." Draco said impatiently. Ginny rolled her eyes again and began to scribble with the quill.
"Dear Mother and Father-
Congratulations! You're going to become grandparents (again). Draco and I wanted to tell you the happy news now. We haven't decided on a name yet, but she's due in September. I'll write later with more information.
Love always,
Your daughter,
Virginia A. Malfoy."
As she wrote, Draco watched the beautiful creature that was his wife. He couldn't believe that they had once had misunderstandings. They were so perfect together. How could he not have known that this was the one that he had needed to spend the rest of his life with?
He continued watching her happily until she finished writing.
When she was finished writing, she surveyed the letter. She considered and decided that it was written as well as she could write it, and asked Draco to bring Hawkina to her. Draco obliged, and soon the owl was off.
"Well, no regrets on telling them?" Draco asked softly when she had been looking out where Hawkina had flown a few minutes before for awhile.
"No regrets." Ginny assured him, and then smiled for his benefit.
"Then we'll tell Mother and Father tonight at dinner?"
"Of course." Ginny said, a sinking feeling in her stomach. Though it had been explained to her many times over that Lucius and Arthur were friends, she still felt odd talking to Lucius as an old "family friend". She didn't feel as though he was someone to share information with.
Too soon for Ginny's liking it was time for dinner. She went down to the dining room with a sense of dread. They sat down and made small talk until Lucius commented,
"Virginia. You aren't talking or touching your food. What is bothering you?"
"I—umm…"
"Ginny, I think its time to tell them." Draco commented softly.
"Tell us what, exactly?" Narcissa asked shrilly. Ginny looked to Draco and gave him one of those "looks". He smiled encouragingly and she turned to Draco's parents.
"Well, I'm… going to have a baby." Ginny explained quietly. They gasped, and Narcissa said something that sounded like "I knew it!" while Lucius just looked at them proudly.
"Have you informed Arthur?" He asked Draco, and Draco nodded. And so they chatted happily for the rest of dinner about the baby, and names were thrown around.
"How about Roxanne?" Narcissa asked.
"I rather like Narcissa." Lucius commented.
"I think I like Virginia." Draco said slyly.
"I kind of like Rose." Ginny said. This conversation went on for quite some time until finally a house-elf showed up.
"Master Lucius, Mister Fudge and his daughter Karissa have come to speak with you." She said. Lucius usually liked his house-elves to speak proper English (with the exception of Dobby. Stinking little no-gooder that he was) and Poppy spoke English almost as well as any human. Even better than some.
"That's it!" Ginny breathed as Lucius stood up to go greet the former Minister of Magic.
"What's what?" Draco asked, confused. Ginny just smiled at him.
"Virginia! Tell me what you have planned." Draco ordered.
She got up from the table and walked out to the garden. It was beautiful with Narcissa's roses growing, and she stooped down to smell one. She sneezed.
"We can't name her Rose," Draco said, "because you're allergic to them."
"I don't want to!" Ginny said happily.
"What, then, do you want to call her?" Draco asked. Really, she didn't make any sense! One minute she wanted the name Rose, the next she didn't. How was he supposed to keep up with her?
"Karissa." Ginny said simply. Draco's face lit up.
"Kari Malfoy. I like it."
"No, Karissa Malfoy." Ginny corrected sternly.
"It's the same." Draco argued. Ginny wanted to argue, but she knew she wouldn't get anywhere with it. Instead, she smiled and, touching her flat belly, said,
"Welcome to the family, my little Karissa."
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Ugh… how… ugh-y… Anyhow…
Yes, that was the last chapter… I'll be posting the sequel soon… you know, the odd thing about this is, the more reviews I get, the sooner I'll be posting the first chapter of that. Hehe… About that, too… well… um… never mind… you'll see, I guess.
Thank God for Easter break! Er… my politically correct pizza (a mini cheese Tombstone pizza… very good…) reminds me that, for the sake of non-Christians, we have renamed the break spring break… but spring break is long, and Easter break is only four days (including the weekend.) *sob* We have no spring break here in South Dakota. It's just a big run-on weekend. But I get out (of school) on May 21st! Yay! And then parties, and a trip to Europe… which, consequently, all happen within three days of getting out of school. And then I get to sit on my butt all summer doing nothing until band camp starts. How… uh… fun… Maybe I'll get a job… oh, but there's that small matter of I can't drive…
Well, I'm off now to go to sleep.
See ya later! (well, in a manner of speaking… I'll not actually be 'seeing you'…)
~Lili
Dracoluver2009- Agreed… They definitely want revenge… for what, I don't know… but, hey…
Thanks to everyone who reviewed the story (I would list all the names, but what can I say? Well, I've said it before… I'm lazy…), and I'll be posting the sequel soon… that means stay on your butts and review! (Hehe… as opposed to getting off your butts, in which case it would be difficult for you to review!)
