Ginny awoke to the sounds of whispering voices. She slowly opened her eyes to find Draco standing in the doorway talking to someone outside of her room. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair was a mess, she thought he looked adorable. She had felt safe sleeping in his arms last night, and she was very thankful to have him with her.

He turned to look back at her and his eyes widened in surprise at seeing her awake. She could see the concern etched out on his face, so she smiled reassuringly at him. She knew he must have been a nervous wreck through out this whole ordeal. She just wanted him to know that everything was going to be alright.

He stepped away from the doorway to reveal who he was speaking with. A very pregnant Hermione stood in the doorway now and standing in front of her was Luke. His entire face lit up the moment he locked eyes with Ginny, and he wasted no time in sprinting towards her bed.

"Mummy!" he said jumping up to hug her.

"Well hello to you too," she said hugging her son.

When he pulled away the smile was no longer on his face, he suddenly looked very serious.

"I was really worried about you," he said in a stern voice, sounding much older than his five years.

"I'm sorry for worrying you, but everything is okay now," she responded.

She hadn't even realized that Draco had moved beside her bed until she felt him grip her hand. She squeezed it tightly in response and he bent down to kiss her on the forehead. Hermione smiled at the family before her, genuinely happy for them. She only wanted the best for them, and she was glad Ginny and Draco had reconciled. She just hoped their problems were over, that they would finally receive the happiness they deserved.

"I'm glad you're feeling better Ginny," she said, "I'll check in with you later."

"Thanks for watching Luke," Draco added.

"Any time," she said waddling out of the room.

"Is Mum really going to be that big?" Luke said pointing at the retreating form of his aunt.

Draco and Ginny both laughed at this. Ginny sighed to herself, just now realizing that she was probably going to be twice the size of Hermione since she was carrying twins. She wondered if Draco had explained any of this to Luke, so she looked to him for a response.

"Remember what I just told you before your Mum woke up?" Draco asked Luke.

"Yeah," Luke responded excitedly, "That there are two babies inside Mum's tummy."

"Right," Draco said nodding, "So if your Aunt Hermione is that big with only one baby in her tummy...well then your Mum is actually going to be bigger."

Luke's mouth opened in surprise before he collapsed in a fit of giggles. Draco found his reaction to be quite amusing, while Ginny did not. She was still digesting this information herself. Twins? She hadn't really thought about it much when the doctor first told her, she had just been happy to hear that the baby, well babies, were alright.

It all seemed much more real now, talking about how large her belly would become. She couldn't help but think about the extra stress of having twins, her twin brothers for example had been quite a handful to say the least. Then again she had always found them to be entertaining, and they were two of her favorite brothers. She would simply have to make sure her twins were just a little less michevious.

"So now I get to have two little brothers!" Luke said breaking Ginny from her thoughts.

"Son, there is no way we can choose whether the babies are boys or girls. I've explained this to you already," Draco said.

"But I want brothers," Luke responded as though he were pleading for a toy.

Ginny rolled her eyes, not this again. God forbid she had two girls, Luke would certainly have a melt down. But two girls would be nice, she could just imagine them in matching dresses and hair bows. She shoke the thought from her mind, no use dreaming of something that might not happen. She most likely would have two boys, with the history of her family and all.

"Yes, we know you want brothers sweetheart but I can't make any promises," Ginny said as sweetly as she could muster.

Luke squinched up his face in dissatisfaction. It was moments like these when his father was shining through that Ginny found Luke to be the most irresistable. She wanted to give him as many brothers as his little heart desired, would give him the moon if she could but knew this was completely irrational. He was simply too cute for his own good.

"Mummy, can I ask you a question?" Luke said changing the subject.

"Sure, hunny,"

"How did you and Dad get together?" he asked.

This question clearly shocked both Ginny and Draco. They looked at one another, wondering where this was coming from. What in the world could have brought out this new found curiosity for the past in their son?

"Why the sudden interest?" Draco asked.

Luke sighed deeply as though this question from his father was going to cause a great deal of effort to answer. Ginny surpressed her laughter at seeing how serious her son was taking this.

"I heard Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron talking about how you never got along in school. I asked Aunt Hermione about it later and she told me that I should ask you because you could explain better than she could."

Ginny glanced over at Draco, deciding she should choose her words carefully. This was a difficult thing to explain to a five year old, so it was probably best to give the short version.

"You know about the four different houses at Hogwarts, right Luke?" she asked.

"Yeah, you were in Gryffindor and Dad was in Slytherin," he responded.

"Right, and for as long as I can remember Gryffindors and Slytherins have never gotten along."

"Why not?" he asked genuinely curious.

"Just children being children, a rivalry of sorts," she said realizing she was glossing this over quite a bit, "Your Uncle Ron and your Father were in the same year at Hogwarts, I was a year behind. Naturally, I stood beside my brother when he and Draco fought-"

"Did they fight a lot?" Luke asked cutting in.

"I'm sure you have noticed the tension between your Dad and Uncle Ron. Let's just say they have a hard time understanding one another, still holding on to childhood rivalries."

"Dad and Uncle Harry, too?" Luke asked.

"Yes, Dad and Uncle Harry, too," Ginny responded smiling down at her son.

"So how did you two get together?" Luke asked.

Ginny was preparing to answer, but before she could say anything Draco spoke.

"Your Mother was different from any other girl I had ever met. Besides the fact that she was and still is breath takingly beautiful, she was full of such fire and passion. She intrigued me, I was infatuated by her. I began seeking her out more and more, and soon our constant fighting became less and less spiteful. In fact, looking back on it now I would call it flirting. In the midst of all this we fell in love and nothing could keep us apart."

Draco knew he had left out quite a bit, but he covered the important stuff. There was much his son did not need to know, hopefully this would placate him for the time being. From the look on his face, it was obvious that it had, and Draco let lose a sigh of relief.

"Were people angry about your relationship?" Luke asked.

Ginny and Draco nodded in unision.

"But it was worth it," Ginny said glancing at Draco.

"Definitely worth it," Draco said grabbing her hand and squeezing it tightly, "Definitely."

Luke grinned at his parents' happiness, even if it was kind of sappy. He was just glad they were back together, glad that they were a family. But there was still something he had been wanting to ask for a long time now, and this seemed like the perfect time.

"So then why did you ever split up?"