Life as a Weasley/Malfoy family

“Come on dear, the fish is the best thing a pregnant woman can eat?” said Draco Malfoy in his best earnest voice. His wife, a very pregnant Ginny Weasley Malfoy was two weeks overdue. She had done nothing except complain for the past two weeks.

“Draco, you're not paying attention,” she said now, her face flushed due to the heat that the out of order air conditioner was creating and her hair totally messed up due to her constant change in mood.

They had tried everything from spicy food to really incredible sex. The spicy food, although created enough hours in the bathroom for Draco had done nothing for his incredible wife. The sex was an altogether different thing.

“Fish- fish of all the things in the world,” complained Ginny for the eleventh time that evening.

“The doctor says it increases your blood pressure-”.

“Oh yeah, that doctor should try carrying around a massive balloon around for nine months and two weeks.”

“Ginny, you're”.

“Horribly pregnant. That's what I am! Two weeks Draco, two Damn weeks!” said Ginny tapping her foot impatiently.

“You're not horrible alright. And it happens to loads of women. Ginny listen to me, you're beautiful,' said Draco, in a vain attempt to pacify his wife.

“Bull shit! I'm fat and it won't be too soon before you'll go looking for some other woman!”

“Ginny-“

“Pansy! Oh I know that Parkinson was always behind you!”

“Ginny dear please……”

“Oh and then you'll file for divorce. How do divorce proceedings happen in our world Draco? Do you know?”

“How would I my dear?”

“Oh right! And then I'll be kicked out of the mansion with twins in my hand and my breast hanging down due to the overload of milk. And I'll be fat, out of shape and I'll look ugly….,'promptly Ginny burst into tears.

Draco placed a comforting hand on his wife's hand.

“Hush now. I know it's an ordeal for you, but please Ginny, It'll be alright. Just remember I love you”.

“Really?” she asked with uncertainty apparent in her eyes.

“Yes, really.”

“You won't go running to another woman?”

“Not until you ask me to!” he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Then you better forget it,” said Ginny with happiness.

“Aww…...”

Ginny winced in pain!

“What, what's the matter? Are you alright? Ginny-“

“Call the doctor Draco, you're gonna be a father!” shouted an already fallen off her chair Ginny.

Soon after she fell, Draco appeared next to her constantly reassuring her.

“I'm right here Gin! We're gonna have a baby! I'm gonna be a father!”

“You won't be alive longer if an ambulance doesn't arrive soon,” Ginny said with a poor attempt at joking. But her words were soon replaced by her wails of Pain.

The ambulance arrived soon, and Ginny was cartered off into the white van. All the way to the hospital, Draco kept muttering reassurances to Ginny, who was acting more intelligently that the foolish Malfoy and monitoring her cramps.

They arrived at the hospital, by then the words of Draco Malfoy would have sounded more intelligent coming from a cow.

“We're going to name her Annie. You know my great aunts name was Annie,” he said for the third time.

“Mr. Malfoy?” asked the doctor who has moments before checked the monitor next to Ginny's bed.

“Yes?” asked Draco looking a little apprehensive.

“Your wife seems to have dialated only two cms, I think you'll have to wait for a little more time,” said the doctor with a wink of his eyes.

Ginny shouted loudly. Puzzled, as a contraction hadn't appeared on the monitor, the doctor moved closer to her bed. She caught him by the collar and said in the most controlled tone a pregnant woman could muster,

“If I am made to wait a moment longer-“she was cut off abruptly by another sharp contraction.

“Oh oh, Madam Malfoy, you seem to be ready now! I was only joking before,” said the doctor in the general direction of Draco!

Draco gave a faint smile, and looked at Ginny whose body was racked by pain. A nurse came in and she led Draco away!

“Where are you taking my husband, you wrench,” Ginny shouted on his way out.

Once out, in the hospital corridor Draco took a deep breath. He turned to the pretty nurse and grinned foolishly. She told led him to what he figured was an empty room. Unfortunately it was a changing room. Pale green and white colours overalls covered the walls and the nurse handed him one.

“Put it on! Your wife wants you to be present during the birth,” said the muggle nurse. Draco had been against the muggle way of childbirth, after all the magical way was pain free. But Ginny wanted to feel the pain.

Draco was lead to the labor room. Utter chaos was how one described the going on's in the room! He was lead towards the labour chair, although why it was called the chair when it was clearly a bed was beyond Draco to ponder upon. There, pink faced lay Ginny.

“Draco……Oh you're here!”

“You better put your mask on. This ain't going to be a fun ride”. The doctor actually turned out to be right. Initially everything was as hazy as the morning mist. Soon after all kinds of liquids were what Draco was seeing. He almost fainted when a head popped out of his wife's body.

How could something that big fit into Ginny! He wondered, before realizing that it was his baby he was talking about.

After she came out all the way, and after her mother had done her bit of shouting and her father had done his bit of fussing, both the happy parents were given a glimpse of their first born!

“She's so pretty!” said Ginny gushing over her daughter.

“Hey there Annie!” Draco said with pleasure.

“Draco, we're not naming her Annie-!

Ah the worlds of lovers

a/n- I'm back! With a one-shot. Since this story is bascically where all my one shots regarding the Draco/Ginny pairing will be put up.Here's a small challenge up on the link- http://talk.portkey.org/index.php?act=ST&f=25&t=12767&st=0#entry187259 , and the picture of the cake.

Here Draco and Ginny are buying their wedding cake together. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer- I don't own any characters you see below. Only the owner of the shop is my creation. The challenge was issued by mary_sintome, its her idea people's.

Review!

Its just a cake.

“What are you doing?” asked Draco Malfoy, as his fiancé looked at another picture of what she liked to call her perfect wedding cake. Frankly to him it was a whole lot of nonsense, but it wasn't like he had much of an option. Once his fiancé decided that something needed to be done, she usually went ahead with it and did it.

He frowned as he saw the picture in her hand. The man behind the counter, who looked suspiciously gay, gave him a bright smile and clapped his hands together in apparent pleasure. Ginny thrust the picture before him, and his eyes grew wide as he saw the cake.

To say that it was unique was an understatement. To say that he was going to have that cake at his wedding was outright hilarious.

“We can't have that …..That thing,” he said, waving his hand out at the picture. It looked more like a picture out of a fairytale book, rather than a cake. With a purple base ,that reminded him of crominol potion- one of the many disturbing smelling potions Snape had forced him to make as a child, and green grass on the second layer, the cake made it impossible for him to not imagine how the Malfoy's would look taking a bite of it.

“What's wrong with it?” asked Ginny Weasley turning to him. “Oh Draco, its perfect. It reminds me of how I and Hermione looked like while we were studying during our last years at Hogwarts,” she said, waving the picture around again. The gesture was lost on Draco, as he looked deeply at the picture. After the green layer of grass ended, two girls, apparently engrossed in their own world, rested below a tree that looked exactly like the Whomping willow.

“You want out wedding cake to look like the whomping willow?” he asked, his voice rising little bit. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair, and looked at the man behind the counter, “Don't you have something normal or even semi-normal?”

“Now Draco, that's rude. And it's not like its ugly like the whomping willow. This tree has golden leaves…..”

“Which still does not make me feel any better? You think I've forgotten how the tree crushed Potter's broom to shreds?” he said. Ginny merely shushed him, and turned back to the owner of the store.

“We'll be taking this,” she said.

“No we won't. I swear Gin, if that is my wedding cake, then you'll never have children,” he said, desperation evident in his voice.

“Too bad. I'll just have to seduce you. Wait, that's not bad, is it? This is the cake we will be taking,” she said turning back to the owner of the shop.

“No we won't. Ginny it has the whomping willow on it for Merlin's sake. I'd rather that it had you and me on it, like the muggle's do,” he said softly. “I though you hated those things,” she said, her eyes narrowing.

“I used to. See past tense. Please Ginny anything but this thing,” he said, softly taking her hands in his. “Listen to me this once dear,” he begged.

“What if I do listen to you, what do I get in return?” she asked a small smile curving her mouth. That encouraged Draco to go on, “Come on, lets get away from this place, and I'll give you just what you want,” he said with a small wink.

“Excuse- me madam, will you be taking this cake?” the man asked again. Ginny turned to him and gave him a small wink. “Probably when I have my first child. I think big guy here doesn't agree to well with black current,” she said planting a small kiss on Draco's lips.

“Wait a minute, did you say black-current. I love that flavor. Ginny this thing is perfect,” said Draco.

“Oh no. Draco, we're not having the whomping willow on our wedding cake……..”

Ah the world of lovers.

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