A/N: Alright, alright, I lied. I was going to make it the end...but then
this idea just popped into my head and I figured it was the perfect way to
end the story. . It's short, but sweet. Enjoy the last chapter of my
story. For real this time.
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The kids stared up at the lady in anticipation, and when they figured out that she wasn't going to say anything else, they all stood, grumbling and complaining.
"What kind of a stupid ending is that? How can you lead us on like that and not even have and ending for it?"
The woman just smiled down at the young boy, patting his head.
"Don't pat my head! Seriously, Auntie, thats a really bad ending!!!" The boy said again, cute little green eyes shining in anger.
"Well, It's obvious, isn't it? Who it was?" Another boy spoke up, this one extremely pale, with the most entrancing blue eyes you could ever see. Looking at the two, they would be complete opposites, despite the fact that they both had shocks of red hair on their heads.
The story teller laughed at the boy's antics. "Now, now, you two, its nothing to get angry about."
"But, Come on, Mum? Isn't it obvious? I mean, if we're here..."
"Its not, too, obvious!!!!"
"Yes it is, you dimwit, and it's supposed to be "It's not obvious." Not "Its not, too, obvious." Sheesh, can't you even talk?"
"Hey! Daryll! Don't make fun of Cousin Casey!!!" This speaker was a girl around the same age of the other two, but she had brown hair, but the same tell-tale freckles that, taking out Daryll, everybody else who was from their family had.
"Stay out of this, Marie!"
"No!"
The story teller chuckled again. "Kids...I promised to tell the story only if you went to bed. Now look, your the only ones in the room still awake, please don't wake up the others."
Looking around, they found this to be true, and grudgingly went away to their own little sleeping bags, laying down while still argueing in harsh whispers at eachother.
The woman smiled, and then quietly stood from her spot on the floor, tip- toeing over the large number of slumbering children in the room. When she got outside, she turned to close the door, and when she did this, a pair of strong arms enfolded her from behind.
"Good evening, Sweetheart." She said to the person, not needing to look to know who was holding her. She would know that feel anywhere.
"I heard the story through the door."
"Why didn't you come in?"
"I didn't want to disturb the little indian story telling circle you had going there."
She chuckled. "Did you, then?"
"But actually..." His voice was much more serious than it had been before, "I really don't think that is a story suited for children. It was pretty dark at the end."
"Well...they usually don't stay awake until that part. They never have before."
"They are getting older, of course they can get up the will power to stay up later."
She swivled around, facing her husband face to face. "Excatly. If they are old enough to want to hear the end, then they can."
"You think so?"
"Yes, I do." She smiled, leaning her head on his chest. "You know, you would never think, that the great Draco Malfoy would be so sensitive to his little boy growing up."
"I never said that."
"My love, you do not need to say the words aloud for me to hear them."
They stayed in the hallway for a few moments, basking in the silence. The only time they seemed to be allowed silence in these reunions was when the children were asleep. Draco was the first one to speak, to be willing to break the silence.
"You know, I have to admire you. You've went through this every single year of your life. It's amazing how well you can handle it."
"But it's nice, isn't it? Having such a large family...with everybody caring for everybody else...You just feel so much more love around."
"It does get nerve racking, though."
"It will be better when they are older."
He chuckled, the sound low in his throat. "With how the Weasley family does things...By the time these ones are older, there will be at least 12 more to join the fray."
Ginny's face went thoughtful, and she stayed silent for a few minutes more. Seeing this, Draco acted fast.
"No...don't even think about it...Virginia...." His voice was clear, with a tone of warning in it, and, if you looked close, fear was also lined in his words.
"I have always wanted a little girl...."
"I thought I said not to go that way."
"But wouldn't it be nice?"
"NO."
"I think you're lying to yourself, Draco."
"I don't."
"Oh, come on, don't you want a little girl?"
"Not particularly."
"But being an only child is so lonely! And then they just grow up to be spoiled brats!"
"Are you trying to tell me something, Virginia?"
"Perhaps..." She answered back, eyes glittering mischeviously.
"Oh, really?"
Ginny laughed, a beautiful sound that filled the hallways. "Lets go to bed, Draco. We'll have to have our rest to deal with the little monsters tomorrow."
"Yes, My lady." He said, mock bowing and holding out his arm for her to take. Placing her delicate hand on his arm, they started walking. The rest of the days that they stayed at the Weasley house went peacefully, and once Christmas day had come and gone, goodbyes were done, tears were shed, and promises were made to meet more often.
Once Ginny and Draco had reached their house, Daryll, who by then was restless to go and see his friends, ran straight out the door.
"I'll see you later, Mum, Dad, Luv ya!"
He screamed out as he shut the large door behind him, probably already half a block down the way.
Dinner that night was peaceful, with gentle chattering and laughing throughout the whole thing. Daryll was tucked away to bed after that, and the two parents retired to their bedroom. Ginny came out of the bathroom after changing into her nightgown and lay down on the bed beside Draco, looking at him.
"So...about that little girl...."
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A/N: Okies! Yay! All done! Yay! hehe. So sweeeet! anyway, ::points to lower left corner:: review! Reveiw!!!!! Wahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Oh yes, as an after thought, Draco came home, told Ginny that he loved her, and was so glad that she was ok, and they all ran together, hugged, made up, and were very happy. So you can get up from your bawling spot on the ground, DracoLovesGinny, because it was really thanks to your review that inspired this last ((again)) chapter of the story. Luv and peace to you all,
BakaNeko
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The kids stared up at the lady in anticipation, and when they figured out that she wasn't going to say anything else, they all stood, grumbling and complaining.
"What kind of a stupid ending is that? How can you lead us on like that and not even have and ending for it?"
The woman just smiled down at the young boy, patting his head.
"Don't pat my head! Seriously, Auntie, thats a really bad ending!!!" The boy said again, cute little green eyes shining in anger.
"Well, It's obvious, isn't it? Who it was?" Another boy spoke up, this one extremely pale, with the most entrancing blue eyes you could ever see. Looking at the two, they would be complete opposites, despite the fact that they both had shocks of red hair on their heads.
The story teller laughed at the boy's antics. "Now, now, you two, its nothing to get angry about."
"But, Come on, Mum? Isn't it obvious? I mean, if we're here..."
"Its not, too, obvious!!!!"
"Yes it is, you dimwit, and it's supposed to be "It's not obvious." Not "Its not, too, obvious." Sheesh, can't you even talk?"
"Hey! Daryll! Don't make fun of Cousin Casey!!!" This speaker was a girl around the same age of the other two, but she had brown hair, but the same tell-tale freckles that, taking out Daryll, everybody else who was from their family had.
"Stay out of this, Marie!"
"No!"
The story teller chuckled again. "Kids...I promised to tell the story only if you went to bed. Now look, your the only ones in the room still awake, please don't wake up the others."
Looking around, they found this to be true, and grudgingly went away to their own little sleeping bags, laying down while still argueing in harsh whispers at eachother.
The woman smiled, and then quietly stood from her spot on the floor, tip- toeing over the large number of slumbering children in the room. When she got outside, she turned to close the door, and when she did this, a pair of strong arms enfolded her from behind.
"Good evening, Sweetheart." She said to the person, not needing to look to know who was holding her. She would know that feel anywhere.
"I heard the story through the door."
"Why didn't you come in?"
"I didn't want to disturb the little indian story telling circle you had going there."
She chuckled. "Did you, then?"
"But actually..." His voice was much more serious than it had been before, "I really don't think that is a story suited for children. It was pretty dark at the end."
"Well...they usually don't stay awake until that part. They never have before."
"They are getting older, of course they can get up the will power to stay up later."
She swivled around, facing her husband face to face. "Excatly. If they are old enough to want to hear the end, then they can."
"You think so?"
"Yes, I do." She smiled, leaning her head on his chest. "You know, you would never think, that the great Draco Malfoy would be so sensitive to his little boy growing up."
"I never said that."
"My love, you do not need to say the words aloud for me to hear them."
They stayed in the hallway for a few moments, basking in the silence. The only time they seemed to be allowed silence in these reunions was when the children were asleep. Draco was the first one to speak, to be willing to break the silence.
"You know, I have to admire you. You've went through this every single year of your life. It's amazing how well you can handle it."
"But it's nice, isn't it? Having such a large family...with everybody caring for everybody else...You just feel so much more love around."
"It does get nerve racking, though."
"It will be better when they are older."
He chuckled, the sound low in his throat. "With how the Weasley family does things...By the time these ones are older, there will be at least 12 more to join the fray."
Ginny's face went thoughtful, and she stayed silent for a few minutes more. Seeing this, Draco acted fast.
"No...don't even think about it...Virginia...." His voice was clear, with a tone of warning in it, and, if you looked close, fear was also lined in his words.
"I have always wanted a little girl...."
"I thought I said not to go that way."
"But wouldn't it be nice?"
"NO."
"I think you're lying to yourself, Draco."
"I don't."
"Oh, come on, don't you want a little girl?"
"Not particularly."
"But being an only child is so lonely! And then they just grow up to be spoiled brats!"
"Are you trying to tell me something, Virginia?"
"Perhaps..." She answered back, eyes glittering mischeviously.
"Oh, really?"
Ginny laughed, a beautiful sound that filled the hallways. "Lets go to bed, Draco. We'll have to have our rest to deal with the little monsters tomorrow."
"Yes, My lady." He said, mock bowing and holding out his arm for her to take. Placing her delicate hand on his arm, they started walking. The rest of the days that they stayed at the Weasley house went peacefully, and once Christmas day had come and gone, goodbyes were done, tears were shed, and promises were made to meet more often.
Once Ginny and Draco had reached their house, Daryll, who by then was restless to go and see his friends, ran straight out the door.
"I'll see you later, Mum, Dad, Luv ya!"
He screamed out as he shut the large door behind him, probably already half a block down the way.
Dinner that night was peaceful, with gentle chattering and laughing throughout the whole thing. Daryll was tucked away to bed after that, and the two parents retired to their bedroom. Ginny came out of the bathroom after changing into her nightgown and lay down on the bed beside Draco, looking at him.
"So...about that little girl...."
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A/N: Okies! Yay! All done! Yay! hehe. So sweeeet! anyway, ::points to lower left corner:: review! Reveiw!!!!! Wahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Oh yes, as an after thought, Draco came home, told Ginny that he loved her, and was so glad that she was ok, and they all ran together, hugged, made up, and were very happy. So you can get up from your bawling spot on the ground, DracoLovesGinny, because it was really thanks to your review that inspired this last ((again)) chapter of the story. Luv and peace to you all,
BakaNeko