"Mommy, Mommy!"
Ginny rolled over in bed sleepily, only to find herself face to face with Draco. She smiled dreamily at him remembering their nightly activities, but it didn't take long for her to shoot up in bed.
"Is that Luke running down the hallway?" she asked a half-awake Draco.
"Unless we have another child you forgot to tell me about, then yes," he responded lazily.
"Get up Draco. Do you want him to see us like this?" she asked.
Draco leaned over, picking up his wand from the nightstand and casting a locking charm on the door. He gave her a groggy look, and then fell back in the bed.
"Oh no, you are not going back to bed. Get up," she commanded already standing and putting on her robe.
"Ginny you kept me up all night, the least you could do is let me sleep," he said not opening his eyes.
She glared at his sleeping form, then smiled to herself as an idea came to her. She picked up her wand and as quietly as possible unlocked the door. The door immediately opened, reveiling little Luke. He looked from his mum to his dad still sleeping in the bed and a grin overtook his face. This grin quickly turned evil once he realized why his mother had let him in the room. He sprinted towards the bed, jumping on top of his dad.
"Daddy wake-up!" he screamed.
Draco's eyes opened in complete disbelief. He pulled the covers tighter to him, while Luke continued to shake him relentlessly. Ginny could not stifile her laughter, and felt quite proud of her plan to get Draco out of bed.
"Bloody Hell," Draco muttered lifting his son off the bed and back onto the floor, "Alright, alright I'm up," he said.
Luke smiled at his mum across the room and she smiled back.
"How can I win, when you two are teaming up against me?" he said eyeing them.
Luke just laughed as he made his way back out of the bedroom.
"Go change Luke, and breakfast will be ready in a little while," Ginny said as he left.
She closed the door behind him still laughing to herself. She did not expect Draco to be standing there when she turned back around. She ran her eyes up and down his muscular chest, a little disappointed that he was wearing his boxers. Forcing herself to look up at his face, she smiled her innocent, sweet smile that she was sure would melt him.
"You are an evil woman," he said smirking.
"Why Mr. Malfoy, I do believe that was uncalled for," she responded playfully.
"Was it?" he said leaning down to kiss her.
She wanted to take him back to bed at this moment, but she knew it wasn't a good idea. Luke was awake and would be waiting for breakfast soon, so she pulled away reluctantly retying her robe, unsure as to how it became open in the first place. Draco gave her the most innocent smile he could muster before walking away and pulling on a t-shirt.
"Why don't you finish getting ready and let me cook breakfast?" he asked.
"Really?" she said in disbelief.
"Yes really, I can cook," he said.
"Okay then, I'll be there in a few minutes."
He nodded, opened the door, and left. Ginny stood there staring at the doorway for a moment unsure of what to make of everything. It felt different this time, it felt right. She just didn't want to rush into anything, and forget about the reasons things hadn't worked out the first time. Could they be a family? Could they make it work this time? She certainly hoped so.
She finished getting ready quickly, brushing her teeth and throwing on an old t-shirt and jeans. When she walked in the kitchen she was pleasantly surprised to see breakfast already on the table. Draco and Luke were already sitting, but had waited for her before eating. She smiled at them both before taking a seat.
They ate their breakfast in silence for a little while, until Luke spoke.
"Is Daddy moving in with us, Mummy?" Luke asked.
Ginny almost spit out her food at such a direct question. Everything was happening so fast. One moment they were divorced, the next Draco was sleeping over, and now discussion of moving back in? Ginny didn't know what to say. Of course she wanted Draco to move back in, but she wasn't sure they were ready for it. It would be a big transition for all of them, but when she looked into Luke's hopeful face she didn't know how she could tell him no.
She glanced over at Draco, who was staring intently at her. His expression was giving her no help in the matter, she couldn't read how he felt about it. She took a sip of orange juice and tried to steady her nerves. She looked back at Luke who was still looking at her with hopeful eyes.
"That's something we are going to have to discuss, honey," she said finally.
"What is there to talk about?" he asked, "Daddy stayed over last night, why not every night?"
Ginny looked over at Draco for help, but he wasn't meeting her eye. She sighed, clearly frustrated at having to decide this right now.
"Sweetheart, can you give me and your Daddy a moment alone?" she asked.
He nodded, looking almost defeated as he walked out of the kitchen. She heard his bedroom door slam behind him, and she flinched at the noise. Draco continued looking down at the table, making her wonder what he was thinking.
"So what do we do now?" she asked.
He shrugged his shoulders in response, still not looking up or saying anything. This angered her. Why was he acting this way? Why was it her job to decide everything?
"Dammit Draco, what do you want me to say?" she asked angrily.
He finally lifted his head from the table, giving her a look she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Last night you told me that you needed me, that you didn't want me to leave," he paused, "Have you changed your mind already?"
He looked angry enough to break something. She hated seeing the anger in his eyes, especially when it was directed at her. He was clearly misunderstanding what she was trying to say.
"Of course I haven't changed my mind. I want you here, I want to be a family," she responded.
"Then what's the problem?" he said standing from the table and pushing his chair back harshly.
"I just want to make sure this is what you want. I told you how I felt last night, but you didn't tell me how you were feeling," she said rising from her chair aswell.
"You think that I don't want to be with you?" he asked rubbing his hands over his face in an irritated manner.
"Do you, Draco? Are you ready to move back in here and be a family?"
"Am I ready?" he asked, "You can't be serious. I never wanted to leave in the first place, you kicked me out!"
"This is exactly why, Draco. All we ever did was fight."
"I know," he said more calmly now and sitting back down in his chair, "I'm sorry, I don't want to fight."
Ginny walked around the table, kneeling down beside his chair and forcing him to look at her.
"Draco I love you. I want to be with you. I want to go to bed with you every night, I want to wake-up beside you every morning, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please move back in with me and Luke, and we'll work on being a family together."
Draco stared down at her for a long while before responding, and Ginny was scared he was going to refuse. Before she knew it though she was being pulled into his lap and his lips were on hers.
"Let's do this," he said pulling away just slightly enough to speak.
"You mean it?" she asked.
"Yes, I do," he said kissing her again.
"We should probably go tell Luke, he seemed pretty upset earlier," Ginny said.
"Okay," he agreed, "But in a minute."
Ginny smiled against his mouth as he kissed her more passionately this time. A few minutes passed, and finally Draco managed to pull away.
"I love you," she said.
"I love you too. Now let's go tell our son we're going to try this whole family thing," he said smiling at her.
Ginny took Draco's outstretched hand and they walked together to their son's bedroom to tell him the good news.