Laundry Day.

Personal Thoughts.

"Draco!"

"Yes, dear?" dropping the Daily Prophet from in front of his face he smiled up at his brown headed wife. They were eighteen years old, both of them, they had married just a couple of months ago and moved into the muggle world away from the threat of magic, for now that is. When Draco had all the little babies he was planning on having they would all go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry or Beauxbatons for the girl. He couldn't have all the boy's looking at his baby girl could he? "Unless you're telling me you're pregnant I don't wanna hear it." Crossing her arms over her chest she waited for him to apologize. "I'm just joking sweetie. What's wrong?" Pushing away from the table he removed himself from their kitchen chair and wrapped his arms around her.

"Don't what's wrong me! I told you to take that red shirt of yours and put it with the colors and what do you do? You put them all in their together!" Shaking him off she snatched her favorite white dress from the counter and held it up for him to see. Backing away he knew that if he said anything he was going to get in some trouble so he just picked up his coffee cup and washed it in the sink. "Well. You brought this upon yourself. Since we're going over there for dinner anyways you take this to Molly and see what she can do with it."

"Mione!"

"Draco! You didn't listen to me. Here. It'll give you a chance to see your godchildren. Go!" glaring at her he knew she was right, but it still wasn't the most comfortable situation to be put in. The family was still awkward around him.

"And what if Molly isn't there? What then?"

"Well give it to Ginny. Stop trying to get out of this darling." Letting her mad façade fall into a soft smile she gave him a peck on the lips. "and don't kill anyone." Shaking his head he let her follow him to the fireplace. Before he stepped in he gave her one more kiss. "I'll see you there for dinner!" Shaking his head lazily he tossed the floo powder into the fire and faster than he could say The Burrow he was there.

"Mom!"

"Yes dear?"

"Someone's here and he's patting me on the head!" Draco chuckled as he ruffled Ron Jr's hair. Draco glanced up at Ginny as she came in.

"Hi Draco! Sorry I was helping mother. I didn't think you would be here this early for dinner. Is Hermione on her way?" Draco shook his head and held up the pink dress. Ginny tsked him taking it from his hands. "Mix the wash again?" With a sympathetic pat on the shoulder she brought him in the kitchen where Molly was flicking her wand about trying to keep everything in order.

"Hi Draco dear!" Ginny held up the dress and Molly shook her head at him. Playfully hitting him with the dish rag that was slung over her shoulder Draco just shrugged.

"I don't know why Hermione insists on not using magic in the house."

"Because she's running a good system there that's why." Molly said matter-of-factly.

"Of course. Gotta love her."

"What time is she planning on getting here?"

"Around five thirty I think. She's cleaning."

"Ah, so she'll be quite a while. Well I'm a little busy. I have my hands full. Ginny be a dear and make him clean that will ya?" Ginny nodded and ditched the wash rag and her wand. Draco didn't really know what he was getting himself into. Ginny shoved the dress into his hands. Guiding him through what to do she held her hand out for his wand. Draco looked up at her a little distressed.

"Wand please. I know Hermione wants you to fix this all on your own." As he begrudgingly handed it over Ginny danced away with a smile. Draco just stared after her. "Get started if you want to still have a wife when this is all over." Knowing the red head was right he lowered himself into a chair and dunked the cotton dress into the tub of water.

It felt like it was taking hours to get all the pink dye out and he hadn't even noticed Hermione in the doorway watching him. He just wanted to get this done. "Stupid dress. This is house elf work." A smack to the back of the head had him turning to see who it was. "The hell was that for?" Hermione stood behind him with her arms crossed and her eyebrows raised.

"You know what it was for." With a kiss to his cheek she draped herself across his lap wrapping her arms around his neck. Pressing her lips to his he was happy to have the distraction and obliged her by kissing her back. Shifting his legs he wrapped his arms around her careful not to get his soapy hands on her. He was sad when she pulled away but he let her. Watching as she dusted off her blue sun dress and begin toward the kitchen. Looking up at her pleadingly he waited for her to say he could stop washing the bloody dress. "Don't look at me like that. The thing is still pink. Keep scrubbing. Maybe if you get done I'll tell you the good news…" Draco looked up hopefully. "No! We are not having a baby…" Draco grumbled some things as she kissed him on the forehead and left him to keep scrubbing.

"Stupid dress…" Continually cursing under his breath he groaned when Potter and Weasley snickered in the background.

"Nice to see she has you on a leash." Draco threw the bottle of soap at Ron who narrowly ducked out of the way of being hit in the head.

"You know Ron, I never thought I would live to see the day when Draco Malfloy was so whipped by his wife."

"I am not!" As the two began chuckling and making whipping noises at him Draco's face began turning red in anger.

"Ron! Come change your son!" Ron hurriedly rushed out of the room and Draco smirked after him.

"Who's whipped now won-won!" Harry laughed with Draco as he rushed to help Lavender with their newborn.

"Well I am certainly not whipped. Ginny kindly obeys me." Draco laughed as Ginny came in the living room beside Harry.

"I'm sorry what was that? I don't think I heard you." Harry suddenly stammered for words.

"Nothing dear."

"That's right nothing. Go help Fred and George set the table. It's the least you men could do since you're wives are busy slaving in the kitchen.

"As you should be…" Ginny raised in eyebrow at him and Harry quickly placed a kiss on her lips.

"Just kidding sweetie." As Harry scurried off Ginny hit him with her dish towel.

"Don't worry Draco. The woman should always have control." Draco smiled at her and continued scrubbing the dress. The house was slowly becoming louder and louder as more and more people came in.

"How is everyone going to fit?"

"Oh we'll manage. That must be Bill and Fleur!" As she said that the two came in with their twins trailing behind fighting.

"Draco!"

"Hey Bill!" Bill could notice the worry in Draco's face.

"First family dinner?" With a nod Draco set the dress back in the tub to soak. Taking the towel Ginny offered he dried his hands before shaking Bill's and hugging Fleur. "Don't worry you'll be fine."

The kid's ran off to play and Draco moved to wrap his arm around Hermione's rubbing her tummy. "So when are we going to have one of our own?" Hermione just laughed shaking her head. As the dinner went on and on it definitely one of the loudest dinners he had ever been to. It was always a silent solemn dinner at his house. Rubbing small circles on the back of her hand the whole has silenced as she stood up.

"I have an announcement." Draco glanced up at her a little confused. The only noise was all six youngsters in the living room playing. Ginny and Harry's two little twins and their adopted brother Teddy. Bill and Fleurs twins and Fred and Angelina's little girl. She may have been a girl but she could take on the four boy's like no other. George was nonchalantly rubbing Hannah's round belly and Lavender was rocking her little boy in her arms. Molly and Arthur were holding hands just waiting for her to speak. Glancing down at Draco she gave him a smile before actually speaking. "Draco and I are having a little girl." As the table erupted in excitement with all the girl's rushing to hug Hermione and the men patting Draco on the back. Draco was shocked. He had been so keen on having a little baby girl and now it was actually happening. Grabbing Hermione he kissed her full on the mouth holding her fragile body to him. He ran his hand along her stomach as she whispered in his ear. "You're going to make a wonderful father." Draco sure hoped so. Releasing her he just stared at her. Even though people were talking to him he was only focused on his wife and the little baby that was growing in her, for now, flat belly.

A/N: I just want to take a moment and say thank you to all my faithful reviewers and my new reviewers for sticking with me through my long abscences and for taking the time to comment on my story. I would love to hear any thoughts from those of you who I haven't heard from before and from those of you I hear from every time. You're the ones who keep me writing! Much love, rayn