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Chapter 7
Ginny sighed and pulled off her graduation robes. She had been greeting her friends and family all morning and the ceremony was going to start soon so she had sneaked behind the Quidditch stands for a moment to herself.
"Happy Graduation," a voice said behind Ginny, making her jump. She turned around to see Draco behind her with a large bouquet of flowers. Ginny squealed and threw her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her close. When he put her down he kissed her deeply and said, "You look gorgeous."
"Thanks," she looked down at the simple black dress she was wearing and said, "My mum hates it."
He laughed and said, "When does the ceremony start?"
"In about ten minutes," she wrapped her arms around him and said, "I missed you."
"I missed you too," he kissed her gently.
"I can't wait to graduate," Ginny said, sighing and sitting down on a rotting old bench.
"Hogwarts is quite boring without me," Draco said matter-of-factly.
Ginny chuckled and smacked his shoulder gently, "No, but I must admit, I'm excited to see you more than once every three months."
He kissed her gently, "When does your Wizarding Law course start?"
"Next week," Ginny groaned, "I have one week off of studying and then I have to go back." She dropped her head into her hands and mumbled, "It never ends."
"Do you want to come over for dinner tomorrow night?" he asked, "We could celebrate your graduation."
"Wont your parents be there?" she asked.
"No," he said, "I mean, now that I have my own flat-,"
She squealed excitedly and cut him off, "You bought it already?"
"Yeah," he shrugged, "After all, I'm the co-owner of Malfoy Industries."
Smiling, she kissed him deeply and said, "I'm so proud of you."
"It was a lot harder than I thought it would be," he said, "My father really made me work to prove I can take over the business when he's gone."
"Of course you can do it," she wrapped an arm around his waist, "And I'll be by your side."
He kissed her intensely, letting his fingers play with the hem of her dress. An announcer interrupted them, saying, "Would all the graduates please prepare for the ceremony."
"I'd better go," she said, pulling away from him.
"Good luck," he smiled, "I'll see you at the after party."
She smiled back and said, "Thanks for the flowers," before pulling her graduation robes back on and scampering out to her family.
"Where have you been?" Molly interrogated, "And who gave you those?"
"No one," Ginny said hastily. She thrust the flowers into her mother's hands, "I'll see you after the ceremony."
"Good luck!" Arthur called as Ginny hurried away to join her classmates in line.
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"Smile," Draco demanded, holding the camera up again.
"Draco," Ginny whined, "You already took like a hundred pictures of me."
"Yeah, and in all of them you were glaring at the camera," Draco said pointedly, "Now, smile." Ginny smiled goofily, but he took the picture anyway and said sarcastically, "You're gorgeous."
"Oh, shut up, you know you love me," Ginny said, wrapping her arms around his waist.
He kissed her gently and said, "You should get back to your family."
She pouted, but said, "Fine."
"I'll see you tomorrow for dinner," he said, kissing her cheek gently.
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Her week of freedom passed quickly. Though most of her time was spent with Draco, she took time to see her parents and the rest of her family, but most of the time Harry was present as well. He hadn't spoken to her much since the war had ended. Ron, on the other hand, would lecture her ears off if she gave him the chance. He desperately wanted to know who Ginny was dating, no doubt to tell Harry.
Ginny easily avoided Ron since he'd moved in with Hermione, but Harry seemed to be at every family function, every Sunday dinner and almost every afternoon tea.
Not that Mr. and Mrs. Weasley minded. Of course, to them Harry was another one of their sons. Ginny felt lucky when her classes at the ministry finally started. It was only a six month course and then she could take her exams to become licensed in Ministry Law.
The last Friday before her classes started was going to be spent with Draco and his family. After speaking with Draco earlier in the week, Ginny was more than nervous, she was terrified. They would be having drinks with Draco's parents at Malfoy Manor before they went to a fancy uptown restaurant in downtown London then they were to do something secret. Ginny wasn't sure what it was; Draco wouldn't tell her, it was a surprise.
She pulled and tugged at her dress before finally deciding it was right. She had borrowed a green cocktail dress from Hermione. It was simple in the front but the back was open with stripes of fabric crisscrossing across her back. She pulled her high heels on and pulled her hair up into a silver clip before sneaking through the living room.
"Mum! I'm going to Luna's, see you tomorrow!" Ginny yelled.
Molly yelled, "Ok sweetie, see you tomorrow!" from the kitchen and Ginny quickly flooed away.
She arrived in the front lounge in the Malfoy Manor and hurriedly straightened her dress before saying, "Good Evening Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy."
Draco's parents stood and Narcissa said, "Please, Ginny, at least call me Narcissa. If you ever feel comfortable with me call me Cissa. Almost no one calls me Narcissa and nobody calls me Mrs. Malfoy."
"Ok," Ginny paused and then said awkwardly, "Narcissa."
"Leave the girl alone, Cissa," Lucious scorned, "She already looks terrified." Turning to Ginny he said, "Ginny, you look beautiful. I'll have the house elves call Draco downstairs." Lucious quickly ordered a house elf to get Draco before sitting next to Narcissa on the couch. "Please, Ginny, sit," he gestured to a lounge chair and Ginny dropped into the chair obediently. Lucious tried to hide a chuckle as he asked, "How are your parents?"
"They're fine," Ginny said, "Very busy with Bill and Fleur's new baby. They love being grandparents."
"Oh," Narcissa moaned, "I can't wait for Draco to have children."
Lucious smiled and asked, "And are you ready to start your classes?"
"Yes," Ginny said, sighing, "Well, yes, I think I'll do fine in the classes, but no because I'm really enjoying my time off."
Lucious nodded slowly, "I can understand that. Just remember that when you finally finish your training you can start your real job. Draco's told us that you've wanted to start working for a while."
"Without a doubt," Ginny said, "I've wanted to live my own life, well, forever." She paused and then added, "It must be difficult letting Draco move out."
"It was hard at first," Narcissa said quietly, "But he seems so happy at his new flat. Have you seen it? It's beautiful."
"No, I haven't been there yet," Ginny said, "Draco won't let me see it until he has it completely organized."
As if on cue Draco entered the room in a sweep of air. He looked amazing in a black suit with a white shirt and a black tie. His suit jacket was left open so it fluttered back as he walked into the room. "Sorry I'm late," he said, running a hand through his hair, "I'm still trying to decide which portion of my library I'd like to move into my apartment."
He perched on the arm of Ginny's chair to kiss her lightly. She smiled up at him and said, "Its fine. Your parents and I were just talking."
"Should we go get drinks?" Lucious asked.
"Go ahead," Draco said, "I'd like to have a word with Ginny."
"Of course," Lucious led Narcissa out.
"Is everything ok?" Ginny asked, taking Draco's outstretched hand to pull herself up.
"Yeah," he touched her waist gently, "I just wanted to see if you had anything you wanted to drop by my apartment."
Ginny blushed and smiled, embarrassed, "Yeah." She pulled a smaller purse out of her bag and handed the bag to Draco.
He glanced in the bag and asked, "Toothbrush, pajamas, clothes for tomorrow?"
"I like to be prepared for all possibilities," Ginny said, offended.
"I doubt you'll need the pajamas," he said, shrugging. He dodged her hand as she tried to smack his shoulder and muttered a spell that made his wand light up and vibrate. Within seconds a small house elf appeared with a 'pop.'
"What can Elle do for the young Master Malfoy?"
"Can you stop over at my place and drop this bag off?" Draco asked, "Just set it on my bed."
"Yes, sir," the elf took the bag.
"Thank you Elle," Draco laced his fingers with Ginny's and led her out of the lounge and through a maze of doors and halls until they entered a small bar room. The wall was lined in windows and overlooked the gardens. Narcissa was leaning against the bar while Lucious stood behind it, mixing a drink. He impressively poured it into a glass and handed it to Narcissa who took it and sipped it.
"What would you like?" Lucious asked Ginny.
"I, um," Ginny mumbled. She had no history with alcoholic drinks, and therefore had no idea what she wanted to drink.
"She'll take something simple and almost virgin," Draco said, putting his hand on the small of Ginny's back and gently pushing her towards the bar, "We're not sure how well she'll hold her alcohol."
"Very well," Lucious started pulling various liquids off of shelves and out of the small refrigerator, "and for you Draco?"
"Vodka on the rocks," Draco said casually. He turned to his mother and asked, "Mum, the garden looks beautiful."
"Thank you dear," Narcissa said, "I've been working for months trying to get that stubborn ivy to work its way over the lattice above the pool, but it won't stop fighting me."
"Don't worry about it," Draco said, "The whole garden looks amazing."
"Stop complimenting your mother, Draco," Lucious said, stepping out from behind the bar. He handed both Ginny and Draco a drink then took his own, saying, "Cissa knows how great it looks."
Narcissa scoffed, but smiled, letting Lucious stand next to her, "Don't listen to him Ginny. Luscious is just jealous that my garden looks better than his ridiculous Quidditch field."
"That Quidditch field is not ridiculous!" Lucious exclaimed.
"Lucious, we don't have a Quidditch team," Narcissa pointed out.
"We would if you would let me buy a team," Lucious protested.
"It would be a waste of money," Narcissa ridiculed.
"I think a Quidditch team would be brilliant," Ginny said, surprising herself. All three Malfoys turned to face her, surprise plastered across their faces. "I mean, it would be nice to see them play," Ginny said weakly.
"You're a fan of Quidditch?" Lucious asked.
"Father, didn't I tell you?" Draco asked, "Ginny was on her house Quidditch team and was made captain her seventh year."
"I'm impressed," Lucious said, "What position did you play?"
"Mostly Seeker," Ginny said quietly.
"Amazing!" Lucious exclaimed. He started telling Ginny stories of his Quidditch playing days and she quickly lost track of time.
Before she knew it, Draco put a hand on her shoulder and said, "Ginny, it's almost eight. We'd better go or we'll be late for our reservation."
"It's eight already?" Ginny asked, glancing at the clock.
"Yeah," Draco said, amused.
"Wow," Ginny said, surprised, "Well, Mr. Malfoy-,"
"Lucious," he interrupted.
"Lucious," Ginny smiled, "It was great talking with you."
"You too," Lucious shook her hand politely.
"Narcissa, your home is beautiful, I had a wonderful evening," Ginny said, moving to stand by Narcissa.
She surprised Ginny by pulling her into a hug, "Oh, thank you dear. You're welcome any time."
"Thank you," Ginny hugged the woman back then took Draco's outstretched arm and followed him to the fireplace where they flooed to London.