- Rating:
- R
- House:
- Astronomy Tower
- Characters:
- Draco Malfoy Ginny Weasley
- Genres:
- Romance Humor
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
- Spoilers:
- Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire Order of the Phoenix
- Stats:
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Published: 11/12/2003Updated: 01/11/2005Words: 28,235Chapters: 7Hits: 7,070
Fifteen Years
Rainpuddle
- Story Summary:
- Future ficlet. Draco reflects on fifteen years of marriage to the love of his life, Ginny. Major spoilers for "And Baby Makes Three."
Chapter 06
- Chapter Summary:
- Future ficlet. Draco reflects on fifteen years of marriage to the love of his life, Ginny, just as life provides them an unexpected surprise. Now complete.
- Posted:
- 08/19/2004
- Hits:
- 826
- Author's Note:
- Thank you to nokomis305 for the beta.
Fifteen Years - Epilogue
Late October
Ginny was relieved to finally be home. The luncheon
for the Witches Auxiliary for the Preservation of Magical Antiquities at the
Tate ran much longer than she had anticipated. Mrs. Moneypenny had felt the need
to argue every single point during the meeting. That old battle-ax had been a
thorn in her side since she was elected president of the auxiliary eight years
ago. And on top of that she was going to have see that old witch next week at
the fundraiser for St. George’s School too.
All of that had been well and
good before Rauri was born, but now her priorities had been reassigned. She
wanted to spend as much time at home as possible relishing being a new Mummy
once again. Her little princess wasn’t going to stay a baby
forever.
Addison helped Ginny remove her heavy black wool cloak. She
hurriedly removed her hat and released her hair from its confines and was in the
process of loosening her deep grey dress robes when it dawned on her the house
was quiet. Too quiet - even with the boys back at school. “Where are Draco and
Rauri?”
“I believe Master Draco is in the study and the little Miss is
napping,” he replied stiffly.
She nodded before going in search of her
husband and daughter. To be honest, she was a bit worried about Rauri. She’d had
every intention of only being gone two hours at most, but the meeting stretched
on for nearly three and a half hours.
“Draco?” she called, pushing the
study door open and expecting to see him sitting behind his desk buried in
paperwork. Only, he wasn’t where he was supposed to be. She was beginning to get
a bit worried - this was the first time she’d left her daughter for a
significant amount of time.
A loud snore caught her attention just
before her rising panic had taken a hold of her. The offending sound came from
the depths of the plush sofa in front of the fireplace and caused her smile.
“Malfoys don’t snore, my…” she chuckled as she crossed the room.
Draco
was stretched out on the sofa with his stocking feet propped up on the arm at
the far end when she found him. He was wearing an old faded pair of jeans and a
soft deep green jumper. She couldn’t help thinking he would have looked good
enough to eat if it hadn’t been for the baby sleeping comfortably on his chest
with Calliope beside her.
Ginny’s heart just melted at the sight of
their daughter. Rauri had her knees drawn up under her, a fist in her mouth and
her little eyes shut tightly. It wasn’t until her husband emitted another loud
snore causing the baby to jump that she noticed what the little girl was
wearing. Before she’d left the house that morning she’d dressed her in a little
pale yellow one piece with little bunnies all over it, but now she had on an
impossibly fluffy pink dress that Draco had picked out. She even had little pink
ribbons and rosettes attached to a few of her longer curls.
“Draco, wake
up!” she said softly as she gently shook his shoulder. “Your snoring is going to
wake Rauri.”
“Malfoys don’t snore,” he spluttered, coming fully awake so
he could glare at her properly.
“If you say so,” she chuckled, kneeling
down next to the sofa so she could give him a kiss.
“You’re
late.”
“I know,” she sighed. “Mrs. Moneypenny-”
“That old bat
isn’t dead yet?”
“No! I should be so lucky.”
Draco sat up,
carefully shifting the baby so she was cradled in his arms, so Ginny could sit
next to him. “What did she do this time?”
“It was more like what she
didn’t do! I think it the worst of it was when she loudly informed me that it
looked like I hadn’t lost one bit of baby weight.”
“She’s daft. You look
fantastic, better now than when we first started going out.” He leaned over to
nuzzle her neck.
“I think someone is trying to get me in bed,” she
giggled.
“Is it working?”
“Maybe.”
He kissed his way along
her jaw. “Then maybe I need to work harder.”
“Why is Rauri dressed like a
pink pixie faerie?” Ginny asked, ignoring her husband’s not so subtle attempt at
seduction. There were more pressing matters at the moment.
“I took her to
the office to show her off. And?”
She grinned. “Nothing.”
“What?
Or you wouldn’t be smiling like that.”
“Who put the ribbons in her
hair?”
“I did. Why?”
Her grin grew wider. “You missed a few
spots.”
“She was squirming!” he defended himself. “I did the best that I
could!”
“I believe you. And how did she make do with the bottle?” Ginny
asked while gently plucking the ribbons from the baby’s hair.
They’d
been trying to get her to accept a bottle for a fortnight now, but so far she
was having none of it. She definitely had a Malfoy stubborn streak in her and
she could already pout just like her father when he didn’t get his way. Rauri
was going to be handful when she got older - Ginny could just feel it in her
bones.
“She was none too happy about it let me tell you,” Draco informed
her.
“Did she have anything at all?”
“About half a bottle before
she’d had enough of that then she was right cranky until she fell
asleep.”
“Oh my little pixie faerie!” Ginny cried, reaching for her
daughter who was just starting to wake up. “Mummy’s so sorry, but she’s going to
make it all better.”
And she did make it better as soon as she changed
into something more comfortable - jeans and one of her husband’s old oxford
shirts - and settled down in the rocking chair to nurse the baby. At this rate
she didn’t think the child would ever accept a bottle.
Rauri was a much
happier baby once her tummy was full.
“Do you know how silly your father
is?” Ginny asked the gurgling little girl. “When your brother Gareth was a wee
thing, he got Da confused with duck. So he called your father duck for weeks and
he was just beside himself. Tried everything he could to put a stop to it. Then
one fateful day we went over to Grandmum’s for Uncle Charlie’s birthday and your
twin uncles…”
“And you’ll not say another word if you want to continue to
sleep in my bed,” Draco warned as he entered the nursery.
“Hi
sweetheart,” she said with just a tinge of guilt in her voice. “Look who’s a
happy girl!”
“I see,” he said, making a silly face at Rauri so she’d
giggle.
“I think this baby girl loves her Da very much.”
Draco’s
expression turned serious. “Ginny, can we talk?”
“Of course,” she said,
dread had begun to pool in the pit of her stomach. She had no idea where this
was coming from.
She followed him over to the window seat and settled
back against his chest when he opened his arms to her. Rauri spent her time
trying to pull herself up over her shoulder so she could see her
father.
“You know I love you right?” he asked once they’d gotten
settled.
“Yes.”
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately.” He
lightly nipped the soft skin of her neck as his hand caressed her hip.
“You have,” she said cautiously.
“Yes, I’ve been thinking about
how wonderful it has been having a baby in the house again. I didn’t realize how
much I’d missed it.”
Ginny relaxed against him as the earlier moment of
dread completely dissipated. “I’m just glad you’re getting your hands dirty this
time so to speak.”
“Yes, well, I don’t have to worry about being hosed
down by a nappy-less Rauri.”
“That was your own fault, really,” she
giggled.
“Gin Gin,” he whispered close to her ear, causing her shiver
slightly. “I think I wouldn’t mind having another baby in the
house.”
“Really?” She hoped she didn’t sound too surprised. “I thought
you didn’t like having to share.”
“Things are different
now.”
“Because you have a daughter - she’s not competition.” He didn’t
respond to her statement, opting to kiss her shoulder instead. “Are you sure
about this?”
“I’ve never been more sure in my life,” he whispered, his
arms snaking around her waist so he could hold her close. “I’d love to have
another little princess to spoil rotten. Rauri is so different from when the
boys were babies.”
“I can’t guarantee you the results you want,” she
reminded him.
“I know. Please?”
She sighed. “I wouldn’t say no to
another baby.”
“Really?” he said excitedly. She could feel the giddiness
coursing though his body.
“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to see what happens
after Rauri gets to be a bit older.”
“We could start right
now!”
“You are impossible Draco Malfoy,” she said exasperatedly.
“Impossible! You best be glad that I love you as much as I do.”
“I
am, Gin, I am. More than you’ll ever know.”
fin
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Author notes: Thank you to everyone who took the time to read this story.