Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait for this chapter! It is short but the next one will be longer.

Thanks to my reviewers: Julia, PnAyxTrAcKsTaR01, MiSzjaYjockSz, Fieryred20, Annabeave and Ashen (I love the nicknames too. The idea for the nickname Pickle comes from the movie Shaun of the Dead, which I highly recommend.)

Chapter 8

"They broke up?"

"Yes. Apparently it was too hard to keep up the relationship long distance." Ginny said, trying to look sad. She'd never been a fan of Susan and Harry's relationship.

"Huh." Draco wisely refrained from saying anything else and reached for his glass of cider.

"She's been in France two years now with that job. It was just a matter of time."

"We've been long distance for a lot of our relationship."

"We're different, " answered Ginny as she reached for another piece of pizza. They were eating in front of the fire in the sitting room.

"Ah."

"Because we're best friends….and I'm not annoying."

"Right."

"Say that once more and mean it." Ginny swatted Draco.

"I meant it! Only, you are annoying sometimes."

"Like when?"

"Like when you swat me without reason and-" Draco grunted as Ginny flew against him knocking him backwards.

"And?" Ginny asked threateningly as she straddled his waist and tried to reach for a pillow from the sofa.

"You're not annoying, I just like teasing you."

"Good." She smiled.

Ginny nuzzled her face against the crook of Draco's neck, her arm snaking around his back. Draco shifted, one hand pulling her face up so he could kiss her mouth. Ginny burrowed her other arm between Draco and the mattress, pulling herself closer to him. One of Draco's legs nestled between hers as their kiss deepened. Ginny thought she could stay like this forever, nestled under the thick quilt, warmed by Draco's presence. Maybe…maybe she'd have to call in to work…Draco's hand moved down to her waist as he started to slowly rock against her.

Definitely call in to work, she thought, arching up towards him, trying to pull him fully between her legs. They won't even miss me, she tried to think of everything she had on her calendar.

Fudge.

Damn it, she had a meeting with Minister Fudge. She pulled away, turning to look at the clock on the bedside table.

"Fifteen minutes and you'll owe me breakfast."

"What?" Draco asked, grey eyes blinking sleepily.

"I've got a meeting at eight and if we make love I won't have time for breakfast." Ginny placed butterfly kisses on Draco's lips. "It'll be fourteen soon."

"Mm." Draco deepened the kiss quickly.

"How long have you and Draco been dating now?" Hermione asked as she held baby Diana in her arms.

"Over three years." Ginny replied. "Since Valentine's day my 6th year."

"And he hasn't proposed? You practically live together already."

"I think he's waiting until he's a full Healer. It'll just be one more year, less than that."

Ron walked into the kitchen followed by Draco. Baby Diana shrieked as Ron picked her up and whirled her around.

The four friends visited for a bit before Draco and Ginny left for his home.

"Draco is whipped." Ron commented once he and his wife were alone.

"Why'd you say that?"

"He was just asking me how I proposed to you, getting ideas. He didn't think I was romantic enough."

"I did." Hermione tipped her face up for a kiss.

"And that's a good thing, too." Ron answered with a smile.

NEXT CHAPTER – The proposal!