A/N: Okay, I know I said there were two chappies left, but since they're
both kinda short, I think I'm just going to lump them together into one
big, longer chappie, kay?
One year later
"Mmm...," she said between kisses. "I'm" *kiss* "so glad" *kiss* "you" *kiss* "decided" *kiss* "to become" *kiss* "a professor."
"Me too," he whispered before kissing her deeply.
They were in his locked classroom; she was perched on his desk and he was straddling her legs in front of her.
"You know what else I'm glad for?" he said.
"What?" she giggled.
"Private professor's quarters," he said cheekily. She whacked him playfully before adding,
"Why professor! Are you trying to seduce me?"
"That depends. Is it working?"
"Yes, I do believe it is."
"Then yes, I do believe I am." She smiled as he lifted her into his arms and carried her through the hidden passage that led directly to his room (another one of those being a professor perks.)
*Later*
She lay wrapped in his arms, head resting on his chest, nearly asleep. The moonlight shining through the window was bright, but comforting all the same.
"Hey Gin?" he asked suddenly, breaking the silence.
"Mmm?" she said, only half awake.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Can't it wait?" she mumbled.
"I've already waited too long," he replied. "Please?"
"What is it?" she asked, rolling to the side and perching on her elbow to look at him.
"Do you love me?" he asked nervously, as if dreading her answer.
"How can you even ask that?" she said incredulously. "Of course I love you. Is that what you really had to ask me?"
"Well...no, not exactly," he said. "But there is something else. Hold on a second." He reached over for the nightstand, which was a good deal lower than the bed. He rummaged around the drawer, oblivious to the fact that he was leaning lower and lower.
"Ah ha!" he exclaimed triumphantly. "I found you." In his excitement, he let go of the table he had been holding onto, and with a shriek from Ginny, he disappeared over the edge of the bed.
"Draco, are you okay?" she asked, scrambling over to where he had just fallen from and peering down at him, now in a heap of blankets.
"Actually, this is probably better anyway," he said. Rising to one knee, he opened a small black box that he had pulled from the drawer before he fell. Inside was a beautifully cut diamond ring, which glistened in the moonlight. Ginny felt her heart well up and a lump form in her throat as she looked at him, naked on the floor, surrounded by the blankets.
"Virginia Weasley," he said calmly, despite his rapidly beating heart. "I love you with my heart and soul. You're like the other piece of me, and now that I've found you, I could never live without you. Will you please do me the honor of being my wife?"
She stared in awe for several seconds, words beside her. Then, as though she had regained her senses, she smiled and said,
"Yes Draco Malfoy, I would love to be your wife."
With a whoop, he pulled her down on top of him and kissed her feverishly. Then, sliding the ring onto her finger, he whispered,
"I love you Ginny."
"Love you too, Draco," she replied as the tears started pouring out of her eyes.
Their wedding was a small one, held in the backyard of the Burrow in late June, but beautiful all the same. Rather than the traditional gown with yards of lace and frills, Ginny opted for a sleeveless white dress, plain and simple, with a small veil hitting mid-back.
Vette was, of course, the maid-of-honor, in a dress similar to Ginny's except instead of white, it was a pale green. And to everyone's surprise, Draco asked none other than Ron to be their best man.
Ron had been furious when he found out about Ginny and Draco. He, like everyone else, had always assumed Ginny would end with Harry. But once he saw how in love they were, and realized Draco had no intentions of leaving her, he changed and ever so slowly began to accept Draco. That's not to say they were the best of friends now, but they no longer hated each other either.
The only other people to attend were the rest of the immediate Weasley's, Draco's mother (Lucius was serving a life-sentence in Azkaban) and Harry and Hermione. After the service, with a flick of the wand, the backyard was transformed into a reception fit for a king.
There, Draco and Ginny were presented with various wedding gifts, including a small envelope by Ms. Malfoy ("To be opened later," she said). Contained in the envelope was a check for enough money to buy a good-sized house.
"Just a little something to get you started," she said in a short note accompanying the check. Which is exactly what they did with it. After months of searching, they found the perfect house out in the country. With almost an acre of land, it was absolutely stunning in every way. Ginny immediately set off with the decorating, hoping to turn it into a cozy little home. Along with the help of Draco, they worked their way through each room, carefully searching for exactly the right pieces of furniture.
They didn't always agree, though. Draco tended to favor the darker colors (green, naturally, gray, deep blues, etc.) whereas Ginny wanted bright, cheery colors to brighten the house up. In the end, it was a mix. Some rooms were darker, while others were light.
She was sitting in the living room reading when she heard him Apparate in.
"Honey, I'm home!" he said, his Ricky impersonation near perfection.
"In here darling!" she called, a smile playing her lips. Even after three years of marriage, they still acted like newlyweds, complete with little petnames. He strode in, tossed his briefcase in the corner and immediately pulled her into his arms as he kissed her.
"Rough day?" she asked sympathetically. As the only female Weasley without children, she was often straddled with babysitting all her little nieces and nephews. Not that she minded. She loved little children.
"The stupid little buggers," he said. "I've honestly never seen a class of children so dumb before. One little boy- What? Why are you smiling like that?" he asked, interrupting himself.
"Well," she said. "I went to the doctor's last week for those cramps I was telling you about, and he just contacted me this afternoon with some interesting news. It seems as though in eight and a half months, we'll be adding to the family."
"Wha...you mean...?" he said as her words sunk in.
"That's right," she nodded. "We're going to have a baby!"
"Oh gods!" he said. "I'm going to be a father. I'm going to be a father!" He picked her up and swung her in a circle. "I'm going to be a father!" She nodded, her eyes watering. They were going to have a baby!
"I love you so much," he whispered in her ear before kissing the top of her head.
"I love you too," she whispered back.
Eight and a half months later, Charlotte Virginia Malfoy was born. She had her mother's hair and her father's eyes.
"Isn't she beautiful?" whispered Ginny to her husband as they sat together, staring in awe at the tiny creature they had created.
"She's more than beautiful," he whispered. "She's perfect. Absolutely perfect."
*La fin*
A/N: Well, what do y'all think? Let me know!
A/N: I'm toying with the idea of writing a sequel, so again, let me know what you think about that.
One year later
"Mmm...," she said between kisses. "I'm" *kiss* "so glad" *kiss* "you" *kiss* "decided" *kiss* "to become" *kiss* "a professor."
"Me too," he whispered before kissing her deeply.
They were in his locked classroom; she was perched on his desk and he was straddling her legs in front of her.
"You know what else I'm glad for?" he said.
"What?" she giggled.
"Private professor's quarters," he said cheekily. She whacked him playfully before adding,
"Why professor! Are you trying to seduce me?"
"That depends. Is it working?"
"Yes, I do believe it is."
"Then yes, I do believe I am." She smiled as he lifted her into his arms and carried her through the hidden passage that led directly to his room (another one of those being a professor perks.)
*Later*
She lay wrapped in his arms, head resting on his chest, nearly asleep. The moonlight shining through the window was bright, but comforting all the same.
"Hey Gin?" he asked suddenly, breaking the silence.
"Mmm?" she said, only half awake.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Can't it wait?" she mumbled.
"I've already waited too long," he replied. "Please?"
"What is it?" she asked, rolling to the side and perching on her elbow to look at him.
"Do you love me?" he asked nervously, as if dreading her answer.
"How can you even ask that?" she said incredulously. "Of course I love you. Is that what you really had to ask me?"
"Well...no, not exactly," he said. "But there is something else. Hold on a second." He reached over for the nightstand, which was a good deal lower than the bed. He rummaged around the drawer, oblivious to the fact that he was leaning lower and lower.
"Ah ha!" he exclaimed triumphantly. "I found you." In his excitement, he let go of the table he had been holding onto, and with a shriek from Ginny, he disappeared over the edge of the bed.
"Draco, are you okay?" she asked, scrambling over to where he had just fallen from and peering down at him, now in a heap of blankets.
"Actually, this is probably better anyway," he said. Rising to one knee, he opened a small black box that he had pulled from the drawer before he fell. Inside was a beautifully cut diamond ring, which glistened in the moonlight. Ginny felt her heart well up and a lump form in her throat as she looked at him, naked on the floor, surrounded by the blankets.
"Virginia Weasley," he said calmly, despite his rapidly beating heart. "I love you with my heart and soul. You're like the other piece of me, and now that I've found you, I could never live without you. Will you please do me the honor of being my wife?"
She stared in awe for several seconds, words beside her. Then, as though she had regained her senses, she smiled and said,
"Yes Draco Malfoy, I would love to be your wife."
With a whoop, he pulled her down on top of him and kissed her feverishly. Then, sliding the ring onto her finger, he whispered,
"I love you Ginny."
"Love you too, Draco," she replied as the tears started pouring out of her eyes.
Their wedding was a small one, held in the backyard of the Burrow in late June, but beautiful all the same. Rather than the traditional gown with yards of lace and frills, Ginny opted for a sleeveless white dress, plain and simple, with a small veil hitting mid-back.
Vette was, of course, the maid-of-honor, in a dress similar to Ginny's except instead of white, it was a pale green. And to everyone's surprise, Draco asked none other than Ron to be their best man.
Ron had been furious when he found out about Ginny and Draco. He, like everyone else, had always assumed Ginny would end with Harry. But once he saw how in love they were, and realized Draco had no intentions of leaving her, he changed and ever so slowly began to accept Draco. That's not to say they were the best of friends now, but they no longer hated each other either.
The only other people to attend were the rest of the immediate Weasley's, Draco's mother (Lucius was serving a life-sentence in Azkaban) and Harry and Hermione. After the service, with a flick of the wand, the backyard was transformed into a reception fit for a king.
There, Draco and Ginny were presented with various wedding gifts, including a small envelope by Ms. Malfoy ("To be opened later," she said). Contained in the envelope was a check for enough money to buy a good-sized house.
"Just a little something to get you started," she said in a short note accompanying the check. Which is exactly what they did with it. After months of searching, they found the perfect house out in the country. With almost an acre of land, it was absolutely stunning in every way. Ginny immediately set off with the decorating, hoping to turn it into a cozy little home. Along with the help of Draco, they worked their way through each room, carefully searching for exactly the right pieces of furniture.
They didn't always agree, though. Draco tended to favor the darker colors (green, naturally, gray, deep blues, etc.) whereas Ginny wanted bright, cheery colors to brighten the house up. In the end, it was a mix. Some rooms were darker, while others were light.
She was sitting in the living room reading when she heard him Apparate in.
"Honey, I'm home!" he said, his Ricky impersonation near perfection.
"In here darling!" she called, a smile playing her lips. Even after three years of marriage, they still acted like newlyweds, complete with little petnames. He strode in, tossed his briefcase in the corner and immediately pulled her into his arms as he kissed her.
"Rough day?" she asked sympathetically. As the only female Weasley without children, she was often straddled with babysitting all her little nieces and nephews. Not that she minded. She loved little children.
"The stupid little buggers," he said. "I've honestly never seen a class of children so dumb before. One little boy- What? Why are you smiling like that?" he asked, interrupting himself.
"Well," she said. "I went to the doctor's last week for those cramps I was telling you about, and he just contacted me this afternoon with some interesting news. It seems as though in eight and a half months, we'll be adding to the family."
"Wha...you mean...?" he said as her words sunk in.
"That's right," she nodded. "We're going to have a baby!"
"Oh gods!" he said. "I'm going to be a father. I'm going to be a father!" He picked her up and swung her in a circle. "I'm going to be a father!" She nodded, her eyes watering. They were going to have a baby!
"I love you so much," he whispered in her ear before kissing the top of her head.
"I love you too," she whispered back.
Eight and a half months later, Charlotte Virginia Malfoy was born. She had her mother's hair and her father's eyes.
"Isn't she beautiful?" whispered Ginny to her husband as they sat together, staring in awe at the tiny creature they had created.
"She's more than beautiful," he whispered. "She's perfect. Absolutely perfect."
*La fin*
A/N: Well, what do y'all think? Let me know!
A/N: I'm toying with the idea of writing a sequel, so again, let me know what you think about that.