Author's Notes: Thanks to Annabeave (hope this enough fluff for you!), Heart Broken Devil (so glad you found my story, I'm glad you like it!) and Mandabella (This story will conclude with the wedding – no plans for pregnancy). And of course thanks to all those who read and don't review (but I do love reviews, so come on, let me know what you think!) I wrote this rather quickly so I'm hopeful that means my writer's block with this story is gone! I won't promise when the next update will be though – probably in about a week.

Chapter Six
At the Manor

"This is nice." Ginny cuddled up to Draco in front of the fireplace. It was a cool July evening. They were in the second best sitting room at Malfoy Manor. It was one of two rooms that Draco had redecorated since moving back into his childhood home a couple weeks before. It was cozy now instead of austere. They'd just finished eating a picnic dinner on the floor and had moved up to the sofa.

"Mmm." Draco agreed sleepily, his head resting against Ginny's.

"How were classes today?" Draco had just started his second year of Healer training.

"Tiring."

"I'll let you get some sleep then." Ginny moved to get up. "I have an early meeting tomorrow, anyway." Ginny worked in the Magical Law Enforcement Department at the Ministry of Magic, the job paid well for an entry level position but not enough that she had moved from The Burrow yet.

"No, stay. Just a little longer." Draco tightened his arms around Ginny causing her to smile. Draco had missed her. They hadn't seen each other for a week due to a conference Ginny had been to in Italy.

"We could go to your room." She suggested softly.

"What?" Draco sounded wide awake now.

"I just meant to sleep – you were already half-asleep." She smiled as she nuzzled his neck. She could smell the cologne she had given him for his 19th birthday a month ago.

"Oh."

"So, do you want to?" She asked softly. Draco pulled her into a deep kiss, twining long fingers into her hair. She'd thought about cutting it but then Draco couldn't do that making her sigh and press closer to him. Ginny had moved one leg over Draco's and started to pull herself onto his lap when Draco broke the kiss.

"I don't think that would be wise." Draco pulled Ginny over so that she now straddled his hips. "This probably isn't wise."

"Probably not. But do you want it?"

"Yes." He whispered huskily. Ginny leaned in for a tender kiss. She loved the little moan Draco always made when their tongues touched. "Baby girl." His long fingers smoothed down her side to her hip. "You should go."

"Just one more kiss," she pleaded.

"I love you." Draco whispered against her lips. Ginny's heart fluttered. It was the first time he'd ever said it.

"I love you too." She smiled against his lips before kissing him again. She stood reluctantly. "I'll see you in a couple days, at Harry's birthday dinner."

"He seems very cold. Like all the Malfoys." Liam sniffed disdainfully.

"Oh, no." Ginny protested. "You just don't know him."

Draco had stopped by for their weekly lunch but Ginny had had a meeting come up and couldn't leave the office. Draco had just nodded and left without kissing her. She knew he was uncomfortable with public displays of affection and knew that she would get many kisses when she saw him that evening.

"I think you deserve someone who isn't afraid to let their feelings show."

"I have someone like that. Draco is shy in public, but you don't know what our relationship is truly like."

"If you say so…just think about it, Ginny." Liam said, putting his hand over hers. Ginny stiffened.

"I appreciate your concern for me. But really, it's not needed." She said firmly.

"So, how was your day?" Draco asked as he leaned against the counter. Ginny was chopping carrots and tomatoes for their salad.

"One meeting after another," Ginny grimaced, "I just wish I could actually do something. All I do is take notes and nod…it's so annoying when I can see what needs to be done, but I'm only a junior official in the department."

"Liam seems nice." Draco said in a far too casual tone.

"Yes, he is." Ginny replied equally casually.

"He's single?"

"Yes. Do you know anyone we can fix him up with?"

"I rather got the impression he wants to be fixed up with you." Draco said, a jealous edge to his words.

"That's too bad for him, seeing as I'm not available." Ginny turned to look at Draco who was looking across the room. The kitchen at Malfoy Manor was huge, accustomed to several house elves working in it. They had been freed and given pensions, but they had chosen to go work at Hogwarts. "Draco."

"Mmm?"

"Did you hear me?"

"Yes."

"I'm having an affair with Seamus anyway, I can't have you and Seamus and Liam – that seems just too much."

"Finnegan?" Draco asked, his gray eyes narrowing.

"Honestly, he's never even shown the slightest interest in me, I don't know why you always fall for that." Ginny walked over to Draco and stood in front of him.

"Because you're beautiful and wonderful and smart and caring and I'm…me."

"Could you elaborate on that?" Ginny slid her hands around Draco's waist.

"I'm….I don't know…everyone says I'm cold."

"Who's everyone?" Ginny asked sharply, ready to tell 'everyone' to go to hell.

"I don't know – everyone!" Draco waved his hands.

"I don't think you're cold. You're just reserved until you get comfortable around people. And…knowing you like I do now…I think you're beautiful and wonderful and smart and caring and compassionate and I love you." Ginny stood on tip-toe to kiss her boyfriend.

"I don't know why I always fall for that line about Finnegan…Harry saw him the other day and apparently he and Neville are dating."

"Really?" Ginny asked, feeling shocked, "I always thought he and Dean Thomas would get together."

"Dean's dating…one of the Patil twins, I can't remember which."

"And Neville's gay?"

"They were drunk and things happened. Harry knows details but I didn't want to be scarred emotionally."

"Huh. Wow." Ginny tried to picture some of the potential details.

"Ginny?"

"Mmm…What?" Ginny shook her head to clear the images.

"Why are you blushing?"

"Just…picturing Seamus and Neville…that'd be hot."

"Neither of them are really handsome." Draco said thoughtfully.

"That's beside the point – I mean, yes, it'd be hotter if it was you and…say…Harry."

"Harry?" Draco sputtered.

"Harry's hot, especially now that he's all muscular with the auror training."

"I guess…but…ick, he's like my brother."

"True…" Ginny agreed moving closer to Draco. "But it would be so hot."

"I don't know that Susan would agree, she's rather possessive."

"She is – I can't believe she stole Harry away for his birthday." Susan had arranged a trip to Spain for herself and Harry unbeknownst to everyone else. Ginny had found out about it when she had arrived at Windy Corner for Harry's birthday dinner. Everyone was upset that Harry wouldn't be there with them but agreed that Harry would have a good time so they just ate dinner all the same.

"Well, she didn't exactly kidnap him."

"She did!"

"All right, she did…but I'm sure she's really very nice."

"She's not – you always say that and I don't think she is." Ginny muttered darkly.

"Remus thinks she's nice too."

"Well, Cassius and I have more sense than you two." Ginny smiled, knowing Cassius didn't like Susan anymore than she did.

"Is dinner almost ready?" Draco asked, rubbing his nose against Ginny's.

"Yes."

"Do you want to eat in here or up in the dining room?"

"The dining room, of course! You just finished redoing it. I can't wait to see it."

"All right, I'll take the pasta and the cider."

"I'll bring the salad. Plates and stuff are already up there?"

"Yeah." Draco started out of the kitchen. "You really think Neville and Seamus together is hot?"

"Please! It's like how men think the idea of two women together is hot. Two men equals hot. Well, not all two men, just…some of them. Hermione agrees."

"You always do that." Draco shook his head as he walked up the stairs.

"What?" Ginny asked.

"To back up any girly opinion you have, you say it and then you say 'Hermione agrees.' Like that makes it truth."

"It does." Ginny laughed as they reached the first floor.

"Please don't tell me Hermione also harbors fantasies about me and Harry kissing because…that'd be too weird." Draco walked down the hall and into the dining room.

"Merlin, no. But she does think you're hot. I had to practically fight her off when she saw you without your shirt last summer."

"Is that why Ron glares at me sometimes?"

"Maybe he thinks you're hot too." Ginny teased as she set the salad on the table.

"Really?" Draco arched his eyebrow at Ginny as he set the pasta and cider down. "Because if that's true, I'd have to steal him from Hermione."

"You'd try!" Ginny laughed. "You'd never succeed."

"Maybe, but I can't resist a redhead." Draco said, advancing towards Ginny. Ginny was now laughing so hard tears were streaming down her cheeks.

"You can't!" Ginny gasped out as her stomach started to hurt.

"No, I can't." Draco grabbed her hips and picked her up and placed her on the table. A second later, Ginny's back was against the table and Draco's mouth was on hers. Ginny's giggles turned to sighs as Draco's fingers slid under her shirt. His mouth moved down her jaw to her ear.

"Oh…Oh! You've bewitched the ceiling like the Great Hall!" Ginny gazed up at the stars above them.

"I don't know if I'll keep it." Draco looked up skeptically. "It's too much, isn't it?"

"Draco, this room is about half the size of the Great Hall – I don't think it's too much."

"Uncle really wanted to do the spell…and it's only about a third of the size."

"I like it. But if you don't."

"If you like it, I won't change it." Draco said, pressing another kiss to Ginny's mouth.

"So…shall we sit at opposite ends of the table and shout to the other?"

"No, I want you near me." Draco straightened up and pulled Ginny into his arms.

"Not that I don't love snogging you, but I'm starting to get cranky hungry." Ginny hugged Draco tightly.

Draco laughed and let Ginny go. They sat down next to each other at one end of the large table and had a lovely meal, enjoying each other's company.