Ginny was sitting down at a table in the Ravenclaw common room, mercifully alone. She had all of her wedding stuff out in front of her and she was dictating to a hovering quill.

"Alright I've gotten the food, the dresses, the reception's at the manor…Mother'll take care of that, ummm….what else?" Ginny gazed at the planner in front of her blankly. She pulled out her checklist (she'd snagged it from the bridal shoppe.) and scanned it.

'Dresses, check, Food, check, reception, check, flowers? NOT CHECK AHHH!'

"I NEED TO ORDER THE FLOWERS!" Ginny dashed over to the fire and flooed the manor.

Narcissa Malfoy's face hovered in the green flames, "What is it child?"

"I forgot the Flowers, mother! What am I going to do!" Ginny wailed, her hands rubbing circles on her forehead.

Narcissa stifled a giggle and reminded her that the wedding was in a month. "With the name of Malfoy you can get anything done you'd like my dear. What flowers do you want?"

Ginny thought for a minute, "Silver orchids and red roses, do you think that's okay?"

"I think it will be fine dear. I'll get it taken care of. Have you flooed your Mum this morning?"

"No. I haven't even told her about the wedding yet…I was kind of hoping to announce it in the paper and then see what happened." Ginny sighed, pulling her cascade of curls back away from her face.

"Oh dear, that won't do! What if they cause a riot at the wedding?" Narcissa wrinkled her nose, "It simply won't do. Is my son around?"

"No mother, He's been banished to his own common room for trying to redecorate Ravenclaw's." Ginny smiled brightly, "I can go fetch him if you'd like!"

No sooner than the words were out of her mouth Ginny was flying down the corridor toward Slytherin. Narcissa smiled wryly and shook her head.

"Young love…pfft."

Ginny came into the common room at a sprint, and launched herself into Draco's arms.

He caught her and kissed her head, "And to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Your mum wants you to floo her." Ginny replied, nuzzling his neck.

He rolled his eyes and tightened his arms. "Any reason why?"

"Wedding crap. Why didn't we elope again?" She blew in his ear, causing a pleasant shiver to run down his spine.

"Because Malfoy's do not elope. We have large expensive ceremonies and invite people we hate so we can rub it in their faces." Draco bent his head to kiss his way up her neck. She sighed and tilted her head back, making the little mewing noises he thought were adorable.

A throat cleared itself from the door. "Pardon moi!"

"PANSY!" Ginny shrieked, as Draco bent her backwards and kissed her thoroughly.

"Well! I say!" Pansy grinned at two of her best friends, and threw herself down on the couch in front of the fireplace. "I came to bring the cake samples, but if you aren't interested…."

Draco dropped Ginny down onto the couch and sat himself down next to Pansy. "Cake you say?"

Pansy laughed as Ginny sulked, and pulled a bag out of her pocket. "Yes, from four different bakeries." She unshrunk the bag.

Draco sampled all four, then picked two. "Here Gin, you try these two."

Ginny ate the rest of both of them, and decided on the one that came from a small caterer called, "A Divine Temptation".

Draco smirked and turned to Pansy with an expectant look. "IF that's all?"

Pansy rolled her eyes and left the two to their own devices.

Two days later…

Ginny was seated on a couch in Slytherin Common waiting for her mum to arrive. Draco had taken to pacing behind the couch, dragging his hand across her shoulders whenever he passed her. She held her Charms essay in hand, making corrections with a red quill. Her head snapped up every time the fire cracked, and then she would slowly go back to her homework. She'd been doing this for two hours and her neck was starting to hurt. As soon as she'd brought a hand up to rub it Draco was there, easing his own hands to rub her neck. She sighed and leaned her head forward. His fingers smoothed out the knots in her fair skin, stroking softly up and down the sides.

Two people were watching this tender scene play out as they stood slightly away from the fireplace, brushing soot from their clothes. Arthur and Molly Weasely glanced at each other, then avidly watched their daughter interacting with her fiancé . Ginny lolled her head back to gaze up at Draco, who gave a low chuckle before bending down to kiss her gently.

Arthur cleared his throat loudly. Draco's head shot towards them, his hand immediately going for his wand. Arthur raised his hands, "Easy there lad! We're not going to hurt you."

Ginny climbed over the couch and stood behind Draco's shoulder, pressing it with her own. She ran her hand down his arm to tangle with his, "Hello Mum, Dad."

"Hello dear, Draco." Arthur replied, tugging Molly forward. "Say hello Molly."

"Hello." She grumbled, narrowing her eyes at the way Ginny lay her head on Draco's (or in her mind- Spawn of Satan's) shoulder. He drew her against him and nodded a polite hello to her parents.

"Mum!" She snapped, her chocolate eyes flashing, Draco tightened his hand on hers. "Mum, I am marrying him and there's nothing you or anyone else can do to stop me!"

"But Ginny, dear, why can't you marry-" Molly started.

Ginny's eyes burned, "If you say Harry Potter I will banish you from my life forever."

Molly looked shocked, "Is this what hanging around with Slytherins has taught you? Threatening your own Mum!"

"No Mum. It was hanging around Slytherins that taught me how to get around in present day society. No one is going to stand up for my opinions, except me! So that's what I'm doing. I love him Mum, and I am marrying him."

Molly's eyes filled with tears as she turned away from the two of them. Arthur nodded to Ginny, and crossed the room to shake Draco's hand. "Welcome to the family. Don't worry, she'll come around. Didn't like Bill's wife either."

As Arthur was saying this Alex and Blaise dragged themselves into the common room. They straightened as the sight of the eldest Weasleys came into their field of vision.

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley what a pleasant surprise." Blaise murmured shaking Arthur's hand. Alex nodded to him and went to flop on the couch.

"My lady is Alexandria DeLoche, recently transferred from France." Blaise informed Mr. Weasley, glancing over at her. "I trust you and your wife will be at the wedding in two weeks?"

"Of course Mr. Zabini. We wouldn't miss it." Arthur replied, "However if you'll kindly excuse us, I've got to take Molly home."

And so he did, sweeping her out of the room with firm pressure on her elbow.

As soon as they disappeared Ginny sagged in Draco's arms, her face turning to his chest. She rested there for a full five minutes while she and Draco gathered themselves from the confrontation. She felt him start to chuckle, the echo of it vibrating against her face. She lifted her head and looked at him, "Something funny here?"

Her queer look only served to drive him further into his mirth. She rolled her eyes and let him wear himself out, tapping a foot against the stone floor. "I've good news, pet. We still get to have children!" Draco managed to choke out before he dissolved into mirthful giggles again.

-.-

The Next day found Alex and Damien in front of Ginny and Draco, their eyes large and incredulous.

"Alex, please sing it for us." Ginny pleaded, her hands clasped in front of her.

"But Gin, he's my brother!" Alex protested, "Why don't you have Pansy and Damien sing it? Pansy can sing as well as I can, besides I have a surprise planned for the wedding that I can't do if everyone hears me before it!"

Ginny pondered this, and then nodded her head. "Okay, but it better be a good surprise missy."

Damien rolled his eyes, "And I don't get an opinion why?"

"Because we're male mate. And as such we don't know anything about planning a wedding." Draco muttered, sighing in a long suffering manner.

Ginny elbowed him, "Did you give the scores to Professor Flitwick?"

"Yes, you wedding nazi!" He replied, dragging her to his side. She turned her head and bit his arm.

Alex and Damien excused themselves, and trotted off to practice their respective wedding assignments.

Draco lifted his eyebrow at his fiancée and patiently waited for her explanation. When none was forth coming he opened his mouth to ask her. She simply reached up and sealed his mouth with hers, humming into his mouth. His eyes widened and he was in shock for a whole minute before figuring out that she was doing this to distract him.

He pulled away from her and pressed her down with his hands on her shoulders, "What did you do?"

"Nothing" she replied innocently, straining to press kisses to his throat. "Well, I did ask Milli to choreograph us a dance for the wedding."

Draco glared at her, "You want me to dance?"

"Yes."

"I don't dance Ginny."

"You do now, honey."

"No I do not."

"Yes you do." And with that she proceeded to break his hold, jump into his arms and kissed him senseless.

When she presented him with a break he brought his hands up from where he had been holding her and tugged her hair. "For you, my dear, I will dance."

And his reward was another round of well deserved snogging.