Chapter 8
Ginny's POV
I wasn't that angry with Lucius. He's being the same man he was when we were together, but I have been stressed. I have been dealing with the guilt of having kept Lucius and Eva apart, the worry of how Lucius would react to how we have been raising Eva. the worry of how Eva is going to react and deal with Lucius, and his views on Muggles. I felt bad about having come between two men who were once such good friends. I knew, deep down, Severus was worried that I might want to be with Lucius. This goes back to the old hurt he had over Lily Evans ending things with him and picking the rich, popular Potter, not that Severus would ever admit to that fact. I worry about how Wyatt will react to having so much attention on his sister and him ending up on the back burner this Christmas. I worry that Lucius being here will affect the relationship of my children, plus all the normal seasonal stress! And my editor is on my arse to start a new book.
There's a knock at the office door. "Ginny? Is it safe for me to come in?" Severus asked meekly.
"Of course." I laughed. I learned years back to wrap his gifts first. You don't marry a former spy and not learn a few lessons.
The door opened and Severus stepped into the room. "He has retired for the evening," he announced.
"I'm sorry for getting upset earlier."
"Am I ever going to get my office space back?" he asked, looking around the room.
"You know the kids still have their gifts to buy and wrap, but by Christmas morning it will be all office like again," I reminded him.
"It better be, or you'll be in detention," he threatened.
I shook my head at him. "Then perhaps it won't be."
He came over and took hold of me. "Perhaps I should give you a sample of the detention now."
"I'm sure I would be scrubbing cauldrons by hand," I commented with fake innocence.
He pushed me down to my knees. "Polish my wand!" he ordered.
I reached up, opened his pants, and pulled his manhood out. I started with a long, slow lick from the base of his balls all the way to the tip, making sure to make it very wet. I did my best to make my husband cum, taking his load and swallowing it whole. It seemed odd to be doing this with Lucius in the house. However, my husband seemed to care less. Once he finished, he pulled me up and shoved me back onto the edge of the desk. He took his turn on his knees, pushing my skirt out of the way and pulling my knickers to the side. He serviced me, and I had to bite my lip to keep from being noisy.
"Don't hold back, Ginny! You know you need this release." He then returned to giving me great pleasure.
It's amazing how relaxed one is after an orgasm. The next morning, we were all in the kitchen and I'm making breakfast for us all. There were Owls for both men. I could tell that Severus didn't care for what was in his Owl. "Ginny, I think I need to head to London now and deal with this. It's probably simpler to stay at Spinster's End for the night and then collect the children from the train."
He was really asking if I'll be okay alone with Lucius overnight. "When will you leave?" I asked.
"In an hour or so."
"I'll gather together the gifts you will need to drop off at the Burrow."
"Perhaps I should join Severus in heading back to England until Eva is on break?"
Lucius would do anything to return to the magical world. "No! You're about to start Muggling and Eva 101!" I ordered.
Lucius and Severus looked at each other. Severus is the one to speak, "Professor Weasley has spoken."
I chose to ignore the teasing. "Is the deal going down?" He is in talks to create a brew formula for a beauty product producer. They have paid highly for him to aid them in the past.
"Not quite, but if I don't go, it will," Severus explained. "What are you planning today?"
"Well, I thought, to start, Lucius would enjoy seeing pictures of Eva growing up. Then I would show him how some things work and some basic popular culture things. Things we stumbled with, you know."
"Lucius, don't kill my wife," Severus cautioned. I'm not sure if he was teasing one or both of us. He then drained his cup of coffee. "I have stuff to gather together before I leave."
"When you come down, can you bring the photo album from our room?" He nodded.
After Severus left, Lucius and I sat at the kitchen table while looking at one of Eva's first pictures. He asked, "How long did you know about her before you asked me about marriage?"
"A couple of days. I found out at the team physicals," I answered.
"Why didn't you tell me? It would have changed things." He looked remorseful.
I turned towards him. "I didn't want you to marry me because of honour or duty, but because you couldn't live without me." I explained my reasons, but I could see something in his eyes.
"I didn't want you to be the one to force the issue. I expected that, despite you pushing for it, you would, in time, give up on the idea, and decide that our feelings meant more than a piece of paper. Then I was going to ask you," he admitted. "I knew you were stubborn, so I waited six months for you to cave. I then went to find you."
I smiled a small little smile. "Thank you, Lucius. That means a lot to me to hear." I turned back to the albums of pictures. At the age of about three, the images start to change. I'm showing with Wyatt by this time, and Marie's image starts going hand and hand with Eva's.
As we finished, I asked, "Do you mind me asking; what did you get her for a Christmas gift?"
"I got her a necklace with the Malfoy crest on it, but I'm feeling that perhaps it's not enough. I wasn't looking to escape learning about the world she lives in, so I was thinking of picking up a few things."
"We could go down to our magical hub."
"You're willing to assist me in picking out some things for her?" he asked, wide eyed.
"I want you and her to be on good terms, but Lucius, you also need to realise that Severus has always been there and nothing will change that for her."
"I do realise that," he vowed.
The closest magical hub to us is on Vancouver Island, in the city of Nanaimo. I have heard a Muggle or two say the city seems like it was planned by drunken sailors! The fact is it's actually to hide the magical community. The entrance to our shopping district is hidden as a homeless shelter. It's the perfect cover; homeless people are a great cover for those who don't know how to dress Muggle. Those of us who do look like staff or volunteers, but most Muggles avoid the shelter.
We went into a stationary/book shop. I realise that he was looking at magical pencils that aid the artist. "No Lucius, she hates those! She views them as cheating. Perhaps a book on magical art or a portfolio for her?" I suggested.
The idea clearly appealed to him. He looked at some dragon hide ones. "What is your son like?" he suddenly asked.
"He's my mini Severus. I wish I had known Severus' mother. I would love to know how much he is like Severus was as a child."
"He was the smartest in the whole house, even in his first year. I was five years ahead of him."
I smiled at him. "I didn't forget that fact, Lucius."
He nodded. "May I ask how you deal with his past?"
"His past is part of the reason I was so numb before you came into my life. For Severus, it took losing me for him to realise that someone who is alive and loves him is better than a long gone memory."
He had decided on a portfolio for Eva. "And you believe him? The man stayed alive by lying."
"I also believed you, and you kept yourself out of Azkaban by doing the same."
"Touche," he conceded.
"Besides, I learned there is a time when Severus might lie; he can't hide his feelings from... me."
I wandered over and located a book I needed for research for my next book. Lucius found me after a couple of minutes. "I was thinking, perhaps tonight, we could go to dinner? Allow me to see how Muggles eat food that isn't wrapped in paper. You must know some nice places."
"How is that going to help you so that you're able to deal better with Eva?'' We made our way to the checkout. I didn't even notice him take the book I have from me.
"It's hopefully going to show me that Muggles have some manners and class."
The idea had some merit to it, and I will do anything for my daughter. "Fine. We can go, but somewhere still casual. Your clothing will have to pass." He paid for both his purchases and mine before I realised it.
"Fair enough. Does she need anything else?" Lucius asked.
"She's a teen girl; she always does, but that will have to wait until she arrives home. I'm sure there will be a couple of shopping trips over the break."
We then headed home. We spent the afternoon chatting about Muggle events and cultural things. I showed him how the TV worked and explained the difference between the types of programs; news, drama, comedies, reality, even the weather and music channels.
"Muggles watch music? That's the dumbest thing I have ever heard of!" he moaned.
"And that attitude is why you needed to come early. Honestly, at times the tele has been a life saver. I realised it years back when nearly every channel just kept showing a terrorist attack on the USA."
"What's that?"
"September 11. I had just had Eva, and there was this attack where thousands were killed. Severus wasn't home. The house wasn't finished, so we were still in a rental, and I saw it on the neighbour's TV. I was scared it was a dark wizard attack, and the Muggle news kept saying this…"
"Ginevra, what happened in this attack?"
"They flew jet planes into the two tallest buildings in the city of New York."
"Right! I heard about that. Severus wasn't home?"
"No, he was in England at the time. Even wizards couldn't travel for days. I was sure we were at war again and I was in a strange country with a new baby and no real friends. I couldn't get word from anyone! I was never so glad to see Severus as I was when he finally returned!"
A/N Please leave a thought or two... I have tested positive for Covid 19 and could use some cheering up!