(A/N Okay so, I finally achieved my goal of having a story over 100000 words even though I didn't think it would be this story. So yeah, exciting. A few more chapters left to go. I really think I should have made everything after five years into a sequel but oh well, too late now. So yeah fun! Keep reading keep reviewing!)
Disclaimer still not mine
Moving Day
"Draco stop dilly dallying and get to packing." Ginny lectured him sternly as she folded up some of his clothes before sticking them in a box.
"Packing is so boring." Draco replied as he idly threw his books in a box. "Is it twelve yet?"
"What so now you want to go see my parents?" Ginny asked.
"At least that will be entertaining." Draco replied. "Or more entertaining than packing."
"Packing isn't so bad." Ginny told him. "I mean after all we are going to have to do it at my apartment, unless of course Harry has already done that."
"Do I have to go to Harry's with you?"
"You want me to go to Harry's alone?" Ginny asked in reply.
"No." Draco grumbled. "So I suppose I'll be going with you."
"That's what I thought." Ginny replied. "Come on, let's pack up your kitchen."
"You enjoy packing too much." Draco replied trailing after her.
"I like organization." Ginny told him. "And packing is organized."
"You are weird."
"You are weird."
"Because I'm in love with you."
"No you would still be weird."
"Wasn't I suppose to make you breakfast in bed?" Draco asked as he dumped his silverware out on the counter.
"Yeah, but it would have taken up too much time." Ginny replied. "And we have to pack."
"You really do enjoy this too much." Draco repeated.
"Well in thirty minutes I have to go take a shower so we can stop packing then." Ginny told him. "Happy?"
"Maybe once I don't have to pack anymore."
"Fine you don't pack. I'll do it all." Ginny sighed. "You whine an awful lot."
"I don't whine. I just don't like packing. It's time consuming and boring and then you just have to unpack it all. And really I don't even need most of this stuff."
"Then why are you taking it with you?" Ginny asked. "Just sell it all with the apartment."
"You can do that?"
Ginny held back a little laugh. "Yes."
"Fine, we've packed up my clothes and my books all we have left to pack that I actually need are your paintings so we are done."
"Okay, then I am going to go shower." Ginny replied. "Looks like we might get to my parents a bit early."
"No, I'm sure we can find something to do before we get there."
"You are so scared of my mother." Ginny laughed. "It's quite entertaining. Don't worry bigger men have trembled before her rage."
"Yeah like who?"
"My dad." Ginny replied as she entered his bathroom. Ginny left the bathroom and went on a search for Draco. "Where are you?"
"I'm in the guest bathroom, fixing my hair."
Ginny sighed as she walked into the guest bathroom and looked at Draco. "Why does this feel so familiar to me? Watching you work on your hair?"
"Probably because you seem to not be able to entertain yourself so you wait for me to entertain you."
"I can too entertain myself." Ginny replied. "I just think you are ridiculous when you work on your hair for so long."
"I like for it to look nice."
Ginny hopped up on the counter. "So how long have you been working on your hair?"
"A few minutes."
"Great, so we only have what, half an hour left?"
"It doesn't take me that long."
"Sure it doesn't." Ginny replied skeptically. "Do I have to remind you what happened the last time I had to wait for you to work on your hair?"
"Yes, you messed it up."
"Aren't you afraid that might happen again?" Ginny asked smirking.
"No because you want me to impress your folks." Draco informed her. "And if you make my hair look like shit I won't be able to impress them."
"You're no fun." Ginny pouted.
"You're the one who made me pack this morning so you don't know what fun is."
Ginny pulled Draco to her and kissed him on the lips, massaging his tongue with hers. "I know some things that are fun." she smirked.
"You aren't going to start anything with me, because we have to leave in twenty minutes."
"Oh come on." Ginny replied. "It will be fun."
"No, I have to finish getting ready, and for that matter you do to, like getting dressed."
"Come one, let's have some fun."
"You are in a really playful mood."
"I'm happy." Ginny replied. "And when I'm happy I get playful. You know you want to take me right here on the bathroom counter." She smiled mischievously at him as she unwrapped her towel from around her.
"But my hair-"
"Is already messed up." Ginny replied as she ran her hands through it. "So what do you say?"
"If we are late, it's all your fault." Draco replied before kissing her as he pulled her towards him.
"I thought you said she was going to be here by noon." Mrs. Weasley badgered Ron.
"That's what she told me." Ron replied shrugging.
"Lunch is getting cold."
"She'll be here soon, Mrs. Weasley." Blaise said quietly.
"Did you read that crap in the Daily Prophet?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yep, too bad he's going to regret it." Ginny said walking into the living room where her family was talking. "I brought someone with me."
"Ginny what's going on?" Mrs. Weasley asked giving her daughter a large hug. "Is it true? You aren't getting married to Harry?"
"No I'm not marrying Harry." Ginny replied. "Mum, do you remember Draco Malfoy?" she asked as she pulled Draco into the living room.
"Draco." Mrs. Weasley nodded coldly. "Why aren't you marrying Harry?"
"I'm not in love with him." Ginny replied. "That's actually why Draco is here."
"What are you talking about?" her father asked her from his chair.
"Well, you see. You know that five years ago Draco and I dated." Ginny started. "And, he showed up the other night at the engagement party and we spoke. And then Harry and I got in a fight."
"Well if all this was, was a fight then go make up."
"Mum you aren't listening to me."
"Go on Ginny." her father urged.
"Well, it turns out Harry had kept some of my letters from me. Letters that Draco had written me. And well so I went to stay with Blaise and Ron. And then yesterday Draco and I sort of made up and he asked me to marry him and I said yes." Ginny said this in a great rush and took a deep breath as she waited for her mother's reaction.
"What were you thinking?" her mother shouted. "How could you dump Harry Potter for a Malfoy. And how could you be engaged to him after one day?"
"Mum, you don't understand." Ginny interrupted.
"No. I don't understand how you could do this to Harry. He loves you. You love him."
"No. Mum. I. Don't." Ginny shouted back. "You love him. I love Draco. I always have. Me being engaged to Draco was five years in the making."
"No. You have to be wrong. You are suppose to marry Harry."
Ginny pulled her necklace that Draco had given to her years ago and held it out to her mother. "Mum do you know what a fairy crystal is?" she asked. Her mother nodded her head. "So you know what the different colors mean, like if it glows pink around someone you know what that means."
"Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?"
"It has everything to do with everything." Ginny replied. She pulled Draco towards her and her mother gasped as her crystal glowed pink.
"No. That has to be wrong." her mother replied before running out of the living room.
"We aren't done talking yet." her father told her as he got out of his chair. "I'll try and talk to her."
"So, don't any of my brothers have hugs to give me?" Ginny asked looking at her brothers after her parents left the room.
"So Ginny, you finally dumped him eh?" Fred asked as he hugged her.
"About time." George agreed taking his turn to hug her.
"Yeah, we like Harry and all, but he's a prat to you." Charlie agreed.
"Of course you are engaged to a Malfoy now." Bill snorted giving her a hug.
"I liked him." Percy said hugging Ginny.
"About time you two are back together." Blaise replied.
"So, you want to marry our little sister?" Bill asked Draco.
"Ginny, do we get to have our fun with him?" Fred asked.
"Yeah, you made us be nice to Harry after you two started dating." George continued.
"But you see what he did to you." Charlie nodded.
"So, just in case, you need to let us scare him." Bill finished with a very evil grin.
"No." Ginny replied leaning against Draco. "You guys have to be nice to him. But you can go hurt Harry if you want."
"You were late." Ron said from his seat on the couch.
"It's Draco's fault." Ginny replied as she led Draco to an empty chair. "I told him we were going to be late but he insisted on fixing his hair." Ginny smiled as she sat in Draco's lap.
"Liar." Draco whispered quietly in her ear.
"So, what's your plan to kick Harry's ass?" Ginny asked looking at her brothers.
"We hadn't gotten that far yet." Ron told her.
"Why?" Fred asked.
"Do you have any ideas?" George asked.
"Just make him sorry for telling the papers that I cheated on him." Ginny replied. "I didn't cheat on him. I'm not that kind of girl."
"Don't worry." Bill smiled.
"We are going to have a little talk with him later." Charlie replied.
"Could you wait till after I get my stuff back from him?" Ginny asked. "In fact after we leave here we were going to go get my stuff."
"So tomorrow we will have to have our little talk with Harry." Fred grinned.
"Or we can just wait till later tonight." George replied.
"Yeah, how long will it take you to move out?" Blaise asked.
"I don't know, just a few hours."
Her brothers exchanged glances.
"You know, it's really too sad we only have one sister." Fred said.
"Ron, do you really think you should join us in our "talk" with Harry?" George asked.
"Yeah, aren't you two best friends?" Charlie asked.
"You saw what he wrote about Ginny." Ron replied. "No friend of mine would say that about my little sister."
"Your brother's are a violent lot, aren't they?" Draco asked her quietly.
"We are not violent." Charlie piped up.
"Just over protective of our only sister." Bill informed him.
"And yes, a bit mischievous." Percy agreed.
"Not Perfect Percy." George teased.
"Shut up George." Percy replied.
"Just a bit of teasing." George replied grinning.
"You know if I wasn't upset at Harry right now, I might point out that you, Bill and Charlie, are too old to be plotting revenge on my ex." Ginny told them. "And, Percy, what kind of example are you setting for your little girl? Really, I think Blaise, Ron and the twins can handle it."
"But-" Bill started to protest.
"After all, you just want to give him a little scare." Ginny continued. "And all of you, together, would probably accidently kill him."
"That wouldn't be so bad." Draco replied.
"You, hush." Ginny replied.
"Seriously, Gin, what Harry did was wrong." Bill told her. "I mean regardless of what did happen, he is ruining your reputation."
"I'm an artist." Ginny replied. "Publicity is good for me, even if it is bad publicity."
"That's a load of dragon dung and you know it." Charlie replied. "He can't get away with saying these things."
"Guys, no one is going to believe me. Especially not since I am engaged to someone a day after breaking up with him."
"Actually it was the same day." Draco replied quietly.
"Who's side are you on?" Ginny asked elbowing him in the side.
"Yours." Draco replied smirking. "I don't want a whole army of redheads out to kill me."
"Well at least he's smart." Bill said.
"I wonder if mum and dad are still arguing." Ron mused.
"Well, considering she isn't out here yelling at Ginny, you can bet they are." Charlie replied grinning. "So since she got mum so riled up that she isn't making lunch, I think Ginny should have to do it."
Ginny laughed. "Yeah, guys, you know I can't cook. Plus I'm the one that just got engaged, you should be cooking for me, my celebration after all."
"Damn, she's got a point there." Fred said snapping his finger.
"Oh, no not you two." Ginny said pointedly to the twins. "I know better than that."
"She ruins all the fun." George whined playfully. He turned to his other four brothers. "Well get to cooking."
"I think that I should stay in here and talk to Ginny and Draco." Ron said quickly. "So you three go on without me."
"We're ordering out then." Bill replied as they walked towards the kitchen.
"Yeah so any impressive cooking noises you hear coming from here is just for your benefit." Charlie continued.
"Real quick, where do you want us to order from?" Percy asked.
"Madame Hogan's sandwich shop." Ginny replied. "You know what I like." she turned to Draco, "What kind of sandwich do you want?"
"Anything is fine." Draco replied with an amused look on his face.
"Get him what I'm having." Ginny told Percy.
"So how long do you think it's going to be till mum is okay with you two?" Ron asked.
"Probably never." Ginny replied smirking as she slid off Draco's lap and sat on the floor. "Or she will be protesting it right until I meet him at the altar."
"More than likely the second one." Fred replied.
"So, Draco,"
"Tell us, where have you been for the past five years?" the twins asked him.
"Everywhere." Draco replied sitting beside Ginny on the floor. "Absolutely everywhere."
"Really?" they asked their eyes lighting up.
"I don't suppose in your journeys,"
"You noticed any places that could do with a joke shop?" they asked.
"Belgium." Draco replied. "Those people have absolutely no humor, all they do is get in fights."
"That's nice to know."
"Oh and our usual warning."
"You hurt our baby sister."
"No, don't worry about it guys, I remember the warning." Draco said quickly.
"Obviously not well enough considering it took Ginny begging and pleading us to not hunt your ass down and kill you a few years ago." Fred smirked.
"Of course we could have just found him and saved ourselves from having to deal with that engagement party." George continued.
"Damn press." Fred agreed.
"Well, the media storm is just starting." Blaise told them.
"What?"
"We have to fight fire with fire." Draco replied. "I'm getting in touch with the families old PR guy tonight and Harry is going to feel sorry for lying about Ginny."
"So when is the wedding?" Blaise asked, changing the topic on them.
"I don't know, we hadn't spoken about it." Ginny replied looking at Draco. "When do you want to get married?"
"When do you?"
"You guys should get married in two weeks." Blaise replied, answering his own question. "That way neither of you have a chance to leave."
Draco looked at Ginny. "Two weeks?"
"Can we plan a wedding in two weeks?" Ginny asked.
"I know people who can plan a wedding in two weeks." Draco replied. "If you want to, that is."
"We are getting married the first Saturday in October." Ginny told her family that was in the living room. "So, who wants to tell mom?"
"You." Fred smiled at her sweetly. "We wouldn't want to take that away from you.
"Lunch is here." Charlie exclaimed carrying in bags of sandwiches.
"Guess what." George said as he was handed his sandwich.
"What?" Percy asked.
"Gin and Draco are getting married on the first Saturday of October."
"That's like two weeks away." Bill replied looking up from his sandwich.
"Blaise is afraid that if they don't get married right away then one of them might run away." Fred smirked.
"Merlin knows that we don't want to have to deal with another weepy Ginny."
"Shut up!" Ginny replied throwing lettuce at all of them.
"We love you Gin." George told her.
"Just not when you are depressed." Fred continued.
"Seriously, shut up!" Ginny replied looking down.
"So, Draco, where's her ring?" Blaise asked smirking.
"We are going to go shopping for that tomorrow." Draco replied.
"We are?" Ginny asked looking at him.
"Yes we are." Draco replied. "If you want to ."
"Yeah, okay."
"You know, maybe once you are done eating you and Draco should go ahead and leave, before mum and dad are done arguing." Bill told them as he glanced in the direction of their parent's room.
"How are the wives doing?" Ginny asked her brothers.
"Kate is sick." Bill replied.
"Julia is about ready to get that baby out of her." Charlie told her. "She still won't let me find out the sex of the baby."
"How many months is she?" Ron asked.
"Eight."
"So she is due any day now." Ginny nodded. "What about you Perce, where is Penelope?"
"She is at work." Percy replied. "Not everyone can just take the day off to see what is going on with you."
"No one cares Percy." Fred replied.
"Listen they took down the silencing charm." Bill told them. "You guys better hurry up and leave."
"Okay." Ginny replied getting up. "Tell mum and dad I'll come by tomorrow."
"Bye." Ginny." Fred said getting up and giving her another hug.
"Bye guys." Ginny replied hugging her brothers before apparating with Draco to Harry's apartment.
Ginny looked around the kitchen she had grown to know so well. "I wonder where Harry is." she muttered to herself as she led Draco to the bedroom. "Come on, let's hurry and get this done with."
"What is he doing here?" Harry asked narrowing his eyes as Ginny and Draco entered the bedroom.
"We've come to pack up my things." Ginny replied glaring back at him. "Interesting article in the paper. Funny, I didn't even know I had cheated on you."
"He is not welcome in my house." Harry replied glaring at Draco.
"Last time I checked, my name was on the lease." Ginny replied. "So it's my house also and I say he can stay." Ginny started to pull her clothes off hangers as she folded them up. "Plus I need help packing so I can get the hell out of here."
"Ginny, can we talk?" Harry asked.
"Sure, talk." Ginny replied, ignoring the fact that she knew he wanted to talk alone.
"About the paper, it was James' idea."
"And of course you do whatever James tells you to do." Ginny replied cooly as she continued to fold her clothes up.
"Come on Ginny, surely you aren't going to throw us away because of some stupid letters." Harry continued.
"Harry, you are the one with the dating contest." Ginny replied with a little bitter laugh. "Plus there is no us, I'm with Draco now."
"No you aren't."
"Why else would I be here?" Draco asked amused as he handed Ginny another shirt to fold up. "I had to help my fiance pack up her old apartment."
"What!" Harry shouted at Ginny. "You are engaged. To him?"
Ginny looked at Draco before answering Harry. "Yes I'm engaged to him. I mean I've been cheating on you with him for ages, don't you remember your little article."
"I'm sorry about the article." Harry replied.
"No you aren't." Ginny replied. "You're sorry that I'm calling you on it."
"You can't seriously consider marrying him." Harry continued.
"I'm not considering it." Ginny replied. "I already said yes."
"But, it's Malfoy."
"To you maybe, but I actually know him."
"You mean the guy who left you for five years." Harry shot back.
"Well, he's back now." Ginny replied, giving up on folding up her clothes and just tossed them on the bed before moving into the bathroom. "No thanks to you."
"But, marry him?" Harry asked following her.
"You say that like it is such a horrible thing." Ginny replied. She smirked, "I was going to marry you so at least I've moved a step up."
For a second it looked like Harry was going to deck her but the Draco appeared behind him. "I wouldn't if I were you." Draco warned icily. He turned to Ginny, "I better be a million steps up from him."
Ginny laughed. "He's on the same level as Pansy, so you decide." She narrowed her eyes at Harry. "Do you think you could stop following me, I'm trying to get packed up and having to deal with your smarmy ass is only making me have to be here longer and I have a lot to do." she stood there with her arms folded over her chest, waiting for Harry to leave the bathroom.
"I don't like him being in my house." Harry said finally as he stormed out of the bathroom.
Ginny rolled her eyes before turning to go through the bathroom. "Do we have any use for red towels?"
"No." Draco replied looking at the offensively red towels. "No one should have a use for those towels."
"I agree." Ginny replied dropping the towel she had been holding on the floor. "I was never a fan of them, but Harry just adores the color red."
"It's not a bad color when it's the right shade." Draco told her playing with a curl of her hair.
"Draco, we're on a mission to get all my stuff out of here." Ginny replied batting his hand away.
"We've already had a go on my bathroom counter." Draco replied twirling Ginny around and pushing her against the wall. "Why not have one on yours?"
"No." Ginny replied firmly pushing him away from her. "Harry is right out there and just no."
"Now who is no fun?" Draco asked.
"I admit it's me." Ginny replied. "Will you get me a box?"
"Where are they?" Draco asked.
"We have a bunch in the top drawer in the kitchen." Ginny replied. "They just need a quick enlarging spell."
"Fine, I'll be right back." Draco replied. "You're no fun."
"Go get me a box." Ginny replied pushing him out of the bathroom. Ginny pulled out a drawer and started picking her things out from the drawer that held both her and Harry's things. She looked up as Draco reentered and took the box from him.
"Potter is pacing in your bedroom and cursing to himself." Draco told her with a raised eyebrow. "Seems he has a bad habit of talking to himself."
"You were doing just that yesterday." Ginny replied with a smug grin.
"Well, ruin my fun then." Draco replied sitting on the ground and pulling out another drawer. "Is all this yours?"
Ginny glanced in the drawer that he was holding out to her. "Yes."
"Good." Draco replied as he dumped it into the box. "How much more do we have to pack?"
"We just have to finish with my clothes and books and then we can floo the boxes over to the manor." Ginny replied. "I do have some boxes to find though."
"Boxes of what?" Draco asked.
"Just of keepsakes I didn't want to get rid of, but that I don't need really." Ginny replied. "Here you can go ahead and send these through the floo." Ginny told him as she shut the box. "I'll go finish up on my clothes."
Ginny glanced warily at Harry as she started to fold the remainder of her clothes.
"Come on Ginny." Harry pleaded. "Don't leave me for him."
"I'm not leaving you for him." Ginny sighed. "I left you, and I found him."
"That's the same thing."
"No it isn't." Ginny replied. "If I had left you in hopes of getting with him then I would have left you for him. However I left you because you are an arrogant self serving git who stole my mail. It just so happened that I came to my senses when Draco was around and consequently we got back together." Ginny sighed again. "Therefore I did now leave you for him. I just left you and found him." Ginny looked up as Draco entered the bedroom. "Good you brought more boxes."
Draco handed her a box as he started to put her clothes in the other. "I flooed the boxes over and Weepy promised to deliver each box to it's appropriate room."
"Weepy?" Ginny asked raising an eyebrow, once more ignoring Harry.
"One of our house elves." Draco explained as he glanced at Harry. "If you insist on being in here you could help."
Harry glared at him as he once again stormed out of a room occupied by Draco and Ginny. Draco laughed quietly. "He is too easy."
"You really should place nicely." Ginny replied. "After all the more pissed off he is the more nasty things he might write about me."
"He won't dare write anything nasty about you after tomorrow's article." Draco replied.
"Why? What is tomorrow's article going to say?" Ginny asked warily.
"Let's just say it is time for people to remember the Malfoy name." Draco replied grinning evilly.
"Why do I get the feeling that I really don't want to know."
"Don't worry, love." Draco told her with a kiss on the head. "It isn't anything horrible. Just fun for me."
"That's what scares me." Ginny replied as she finished packing up a box.
"You shouldn't be scared." Draco told her as he picked up the box. "Potter yes, you no. Be right back."
Draco sent the box through the floo before going to get another one. He reentered with a few more boxes to see Ginny standing on a chair with her head in a hole in the ceiling. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting my boxes out of the attic." Ginny replied as she carefully pulled a box out of the hole.
"Let me get your boxes out of there." Draco replied taking the box from her and helping her down. "Do yours have names on them?"
"Yeah." Ginny nodded. "There should be three more boxes."
"Okay." Draco replied. He pulled himself into the hole and pushed boxes around as he looked for the ones that belonged to Ginny. "Found them." He carefully pulled them out of the attic. "Merlin, what are in these?"
"Erm, I don't remember." Ginny said as she opened one. "This one has sketch books."
"Really?" Draco asked as he picked up one of them.
"We can look through them later." Ginny replied taking the book from him and sticking it back in the box. "For now we just have to floo these over."
A little bit later Ginny was finally done packing and she gave one last look around her apartment.
"Ginny please don't leave me." Harry pleaded with her as he ignored Draco.
Ginny sighed. "I already left and you already said good bye." she grabbed a pinch of floo powder before throwing it in the fire. "Malfoy Manor." and with that she was gone.
"You are going to pay for this." Harry hissed at Draco.
Draco surveyed him amused. "What exactly are you going to do. Anything you do will just hurt Ginny, which won't help you."
"You can't just take her from me."
"I didn't." Draco replied harshly. "She came to me. She will always come back to me. The sooner you realize that, the better it will be for you." Draco looked at Harry. "I suggest that you stop hurting her if you don't want her to hate you forever. But, since you are stubborn and I know you will do everything you can to come out on top then she will hate you. I suggest you read the paper very closely tomorrow so that you don't miss anything important." Draco picked up some floo powder before throwing it in the fire and following after Ginny.
"So this is the manor?" Ginny asked looking around the floo room.
"Let me give you the grand tour." Draco replied taking her by the arm. "This is the floo room." he led her out of the room and started down the first hall with her. He pointed to doors as they walked down the hall. "Bedroom, bedroom, bathroom, bedroom, bedroom, sitting room, study."
"Are we not going to look at them?" Ginny asked.
"No, they all look alike." Draco replied. "Just extra rooms for guests." they continued down the hall. "Study, study, bedroom, bathroom, library, kitchen." Draco led her down a set of stairs. "That was the guest wing that we were just in." he led her down a hall and up another flight of stairs. "This is the master wing, where my parents stayed. The master bedroom, bathroom, study, potions room, sitting room, and another bedroom." Draco replied before turning around and leading her back down the hall. He led down the stairs. "This is the front entrance." he told her pointing to two huge doors. "Through that door is the formal dining room." he pointed to the left and then the right. "And there is the formal sitting room." he led her between the two sets of stairs and behind a set of doors. "This is the main kitchen, and the pantry is through those doors." He led her to the right of the kitchen and into a room lined with windows. "This is the breakfast nook."
"This is my favorite room so far." Ginny told him.
"Oh, there is another one you will love more." Draco told her leading her out of the room and down a short sets of stairs. "This is my part of the house." he led her into the first room. "My sitting room. Don't really get the point for it considering the main library is right through this door." Draco led her into the library, "And then through this door is my studio." Draco told her as he led her into the room.
"Oh my gosh." Ginny gasped as she looked around the room.
"So you like this room?" Draco asked, obviously pleased with himself.
"This room is great." Ginny told him as she looked around the room that was filled with art easels and painting supplies and empty canvases.
"My mum had it built for me after she started me in art lessons." Draco told her. "But I wasn't really into art so it wasn't used much."
"This room is wonderful." Ginny told him as she looked around it.
"Don't get too sucked in yet." Draco said taking her arm and leading her out of the room. "There are other rooms to look through. This is the first of one of my rooms." Draco told her leading her into a bedroom. "Then my bathroom." he said as he continued to lead her through his area of the house. "And this is my actual bedroom, the one I use."
"So this is your room." Ginny replied looking around the expensively furnished room. She sat down on his bed. "So what do you say?" she asked patting the bed beside her.
Draco pulled her off the bed. "No, because then we will never be done with your tour."
"How much more is there to show me?" Ginny asked.
"You'd be surprised." Draco replied leading her out of his room. "This is my study. This is my kitchen." Draco told her leading her into a small kitchen, "And also my little dining area. That door leads to the gardens." He pulled her up a flight of stairs. "This is the fourth floor. which can be accessed from the side of the house, our ballroom, where my parents were throw parties. It's enchanted to lead directly to the gardens, even though it is on the fourth floor."
"This room is beautiful." Ginny gasped as she looked around the room that had magnificent chandeliers and beautiful wood floors.
"I was thinking that we could get married here at the manor, have the ceremony outside and the reception in here." Draco told her hugging her from behind and pulling her against him. "If you want to that is."
"I'd love too." Ginny told him turning to face him.
"Good." Draco replied kissing her on the lips. "Ready to see the gardens?" He led her out one of the sets of doors and into the gardens. "This was my mothers pride and joy, her gardens."
"What happened to your mother?" Ginny asked quietly.
"My father killed her one night." Draco replied darkly. "Orders from the Dark Lord."
"I'm sorry." Ginny replied quietly hugging him. "I know how much you loved her."
"Come on, let''s unpack." Draco replied pulling her back into the house.
"Draco." Ginny said quietly.
"Yes."
"I'm hungry." she looked at him sheepishly. "And I'm tired of unpacking."
"Okay then." Draco sighed shaking his head. "What would you like to eat?"
"I don't know." Ginny shrugged.
"Then you are going to help me cook."
"I'm rather bad at cooking." Ginny replied as he led her into his private kitchen.
"So, I'll teach you." Draco told her. "Weepy!" he called.
"Yes, master Draco?" Weepy asked appearing with a pop as she appeared before him.
"I was going to make dinner for Ginny and I, what do we have for me to use?" Draco asked.
"You have ingredients to make soup." Weepy replied with a little bow.
"Thank you Weepy." Draco replied.
"Please sirs. Let Weepy make it for you." she bowed again.
"That won't be necessary Weepy." Draco told her. "But we do have some boxes that need to be unpacked and all could you make sure that all the boxes that have Ginny on it get to my room."
"Yes sir." Weepy replied bowing again.
"Soup?" Draco asked Ginny.
"Sure." Ginny nodded. "So, what do you want me to do?"
Draco rummaged around his kitchen pulling out pots and pans and ingredients. He handed her a bag of carrots and a knife. "Chop these, don't cut yourself."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "I know how to chop up carrots without cutting myself."
"I just wouldn't want you to get hurt before we manage to tie the knot." Draco replied. "We don't want to disappoint Blaise, after all."
Ginny laughed as she chopped up the carrots.
"Tomorrow I have a few things to attend to." Draco told her as he set to cooking.
"Like?" Ginny asked.
"Just with the party planner and with some business associates." Draco replied. "The bank and such."
"What are they going to think considering they haven't seen you in five years."
"I've had people keeping up with everything for me." Draco told her. "And after tomorrows paper I will have to meet with several people."
"What is tomorrows paper going to say?" Ginny asked.
"I don't know, I haven't spoken to the Daily Prophet yet." Draco replied. "That's my plan for after dinner."
"So, am I actually chopping carrots because we need them, or is it just busy work?" Ginny asked him.
"No we actually need them." Draco told her. "I'm making vegetable soup, and grilled cheese."
"That sounds good." Ginny told him. "Although for some reason, after seeing this house, I doubt you've ever eaten anything so plain here."
Draco laughed quietly. "You're right. Well, except for when my father when he was punishing me. But then it was bread and water."
"Oh." Ginny said as she pushed the chopped up carrots towards him. "So do I need to chop up anything else."
"No, you take too long." Draco told her as he dumped all the vegetables in the pot. "I already chopped up the rest."
"I told you I don't cook." Ginny replied shrugging, unapologetically.
Ron yawned as they finally got home from his parents house. "Who knew mum could yell so much?"
"You didn't have to mention that we pushed them together." Blaise replied with his own yawn.
"So, are we even going to bother with dinner?" Ron asked. "Or just go collapse in bed?"
"Bed, sounds good." Blaise replied.
"Good." Ron said as he followed behind Blaise.
"How many sketchbooks do you have?" Draco asked as he opened the second of Ginny's boxes.
"Just those two boxes." Ginny replied as she opened up another box. She pulled a doll out of the box. "This is the doll you bought me when I was younger."
"You still have that?" Draco asked looking at the worn out doll.
"I love this doll."
"It's very old."
"That doesn't matter." Ginny informed him. "Plus it's age is part of it's charm."
Draco checked his watch. "Okay, I have to go. I'll be back later."
"To the paper?" Ginny asked as she looked through her sketchbooks.
"Yeah, I might be late so don't wait up."
Draco apparated to the newspaper headquarters and smiled when he saw his publicist waiting.
"So the rumors are true." Devin said when he saw Draco. "You have finally come back."
"How did you know I was going to be here?" Draco asked as he walked into the editor's office.
"Can I help you?" the editor asked without looking up.
"Yes, you can." Draco drawled, waiting for the editor to notice who he was.
The editor looked up and gasped. "Mr. Malfoy." he said standing up, his hand jutting out.
"I'm here to give you a the first chance to a story worthy of a front page." Draco replied taking the seat across from the editor. "Do you want it?"
"Of course." the editor said hopefully.
"Could you get a seat for my publicist Devin?" Draco asked raising an eyebrow.
As soon as everyone was seated Draco started to talk, as the editor quickly jotted down notes.