A/N: This is it! Thank you to everyone who has read! Thank you to Jessica K. Malfoy, totally awesome beta skills, and hilarious Weasley men wedding conversation! Amanda, thanks for sitting in the hot sun @ DCA w/me and writing on napkins to make notes for this story- seasons passes, we can waste a day!
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…I'm drowning in your eyes
I'm floating out to sea
Helpless on the restless tide
That flows between you and me
Moving slowly as if in a dream
The colors change from blue to green
All around me reflections of you
In forests deep I'm passing through
In the swell of the storm we're as one
We're dancing in the morning sun
Could it be that we've only just begun…
It wasn't until a few days after the defeat of Voldemort that the word spread throughout the wizarding community how Harry Potter and the Order had managed to overpower the most evil wizard who had ever existed.
It had been Harry's idea for each Order member to drink polyjuice, thus creating great confusion for Voldemort and his Death Eaters. They weren't sure which 'Harry' to capture and bring to their Lord. It was Ron who had knocked Voldemort's wand from his hand, while the Death Eaters and Voldemort were all watching the scene between Draco and Ginny. Harry was able to Accio Voldemort's wand, using it to destroy him.
Many of the Death Eaters scattered at the sudden fall of their Lord, and Harry and the Order were able to take over the house with considerable ease.
Bellatrix wouldn't give up, and put up a fight, but Neville was stronger, plus he had years of grief and rancor built up, and in the adrenaline of the moment, he had no regrets in taking her life, and avenging his parents.
Pansy panicked, and tried to run when she saw that she was on the losing side, but was hit by a stray spell, and killed. And although Ginny would never admit it, she was almost glad to see her go.
Professor Snape was never found, but everyone knew that he was killed by Voldemort's command. He was honored with a ceremony at Hogwarts and the potions classroom was redesigned, with a plaque placed prominently at the front of the room, dedicated "To Professor Severus Snape, the finest Potions Master that Hogwarts has ever been honored with. "
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Malfoy Manor was rebuilt, and renamed Malfoy Mansion, which is exactly what it became. It had been destroyed by Voldemort, and Draco thought that this really was a good thing. He had a few, select good memories of the Manor, but the bad ones seemed to outnumber them, and he wanted to start new, a new wife, he'd be a new father, a completely new home, and a completely new life. Since they used Magic, it didn't take more than a month to complete the house, and Ginny loved the financial freedom of decorating her new home. That part of marriage was the easiest to accept.
Ginny used whites and creamy yellows, and Draco couldn't believe the difference, and he was proud that his children would grow up in this house, and not the gray cell he had. He kept trying to sneak into the nursery, but Ginny had put a charm on the door, and he hadn't found a way in yet. She had a 'feeling' about the sex of the babies, but wanted to surprise him, and had already had the room decorated, and he was dying of curiosity. She laughed when she passed him, wand drawn, trying to open the door. He would turn red, and then run to help her down the steps to make sure she didn't hurt herself.
"You're blushing again, Draco- I mean you have a little color in your cheeks…Malfoy's don't blush, I know," she said, as he mouthed the latter with her.
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Ginny and Draco were married in a private ceremony in the gardens in the spring. There were very few people in attendance, just their closest friends and family. The Weasley's begrudgingly came all armed, their wands at the ready in case Draco stepped a toe out of line. Molly sobbed all day, but they were not tears of joy.
She wanted to be happy for her daughter, but it was difficult. Draco seemed to play the part of loving partner, husband now, she supposed, but Molly couldn't accept that he had changed. He had a lot of money, and Ginny lived in a house that was far grander than any Molly could have dreamed of for her daughter, but that didn't mean she would be content! Molly had raised seven happy children in a house that could easily fit into this garden, but they were good, decent people. The Malfoy's were bad news as far back as Molly's memory stretched, and now her only daughter was a part of that family. Molly sighed as she looked at her daughter.
Ginny thought everyone was starring because she was almost five months pregnant with twins and seemed to balloon overnight, but the truth was, she was an absolutely beautiful, bride.
Ginny wore fresh flowers in her hair, and Draco held his breath as she made her way to him. After everything they had been through, they were finally going to be together.
He couldn't stop himself from looking over at her every few minutes, then back at her brothers and Potter.
This gorgeous woman was his; she was vowing body and soul to be his forever. Forever. He was the luckiest wizard who ever lived, and he certainly didn't deserve her, but he would do his best to show her how very much she meant to him.
When it came time for them to exchange rings, Draco held the gold band at an angle for Ginny to read the inscription, "Non amour ordinaire," or no ordinary love.
Ginny felt the tears, she remembered Draco telling her that they would have quite a story to tell their children one day, and that he would start it with "It was no ordinary love…"
She mouthed 'happy tears' to Ron, who looked ready to interrupt; he had been sitting with his arms crossed and a mutinous look on his face for the entire ceremony. Ginny smiled, and leaned forward to kiss Draco, before she was told by the officiating wizard it was a wee bit too soon. He stared at her pregnant belly and continued, but Draco winked at her, he didn't care what anyone else thought, he was glad she couldn't keep her hands off him.
Harry and Neville each took a turn with Ginny on the dance floor while Draco got advice on how to be a good husband from all the Weasley men, including the ones that weren't married. When he tried to point this out, he got reminded that there were more Weasley's than Malfoy's, and he should watch himself. He was in too good of a mood to let them ruin it, and nodded his head as they continued to talk, watching Ginny.
"You should always bring her breakfast in bed, every single day," George was telling him. "Even if it makes you late for work, it doesn't matter. She is a 'princess' and deserves to be treated like one."
From her seat a few feet away, Angelina glared at him.
"And massage her back. And feet," Bill added. "Don't hire an elf to do it, that's not as personal."
"You could take your own advice," Fleur sniffed as she sauntered past.
Draco tried to repress a snigger by turning it into a cough, but was silenced by Charlie's glare.
"And never, ever go to bed while she's upset," Fred noted. "It doesn't matter if you don't get a wink of sleep. Hell, you better never do a thing to make my sister mad at you!"
"Women, are very fragile creatures. They're tuff on the outside, but underneath, they are all soft and sensitive. Don't disagree with anything, even if you completely disagree, that is the key to a happy marriage." Charlie raised his glass to his wife, and smiled.
"And the thousand galleon question," Percy spoke up, carefully adjusting his glasses over his black eye. "If she asks if you if her bum looks big in her dress, or if she has put on a bit of weight-"
"Say NO!" they all answered.
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Draco put his potions knowledge to good use, and was working at St. Mungos as a healer. He wasn't bringing home a lot of money, but he had the Malfoy fortune, and he and Ginny lived very comfortably.
Neville became a Healer as well, working in the fourth floor Spell Damage Department. He began dating Susan Bones, who worked as an assistant Healer, and Draco secretly wondered if her resemblance to Ginny had anything to do with his choice, although he'd never ask.
Harry went to work at the Ministry, as an Auror, as expected. There were still a handful of dangerous Death Eater's in hiding, and Harry vowed to capture every last one of them. He and Hermione were married soon after Draco and Ginny, and Hermione took over Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration classes, and became head of Gryffindor house, when McGonagall became Headmistress.
Ron played professional Quidditch for the Tutshill Tornados, but spent his free time trying to get traded to the Cannons. He finally did the same day he married the daughter of the owner.
Coincidence? Draco pondered, as he sat next to Ginny during the ceremony.
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Ginny went into labor when she was having tea with her mum at The Burrow. Ron and his new bride, Nora, were home and rushed with Molly and Arthur to get Ginny to St. Mungo's. Ginny was terrified as the time had finally arrived, but knew that she had hours to go still, but she was asking for Draco the moment she walked through the door.
It was late Friday afternoon, and Draco was likely still on duty, so Molly set off to have him paged to the maternity ward. Nora sat with Ginny, fluffing her pillows and trying to settle her in the bed they put her in. Arthur went to floo her brothers, and Ron took a seat in the rocking chair next to the bed, reading the latest issue of the Quality Quidditch supply catalog. Ginny asked for Draco four times in the ten minutes Molly was gone, and Ron widened his eyes at his wife and nodded at his sister, giving her a look that read, "Merlin, calm down!"
Molly took a seat next to Ginny, and smiled, telling her they had paged Draco, and he should be there any moment. Ginny looked into the hall as a pale faced Draco ran by her room, then slid to a halt, and reemerged in the door frame. "Ginny! Are you alright? Did I miss it?"
Ron rolled his eyes and pointed at Ginny's huge belly. "Are you blind Fer- Malfoy! She's big as a…" Ron shut his mouth as every eye turned to him, angry. He put the catalog in front of his face again, and continued reading as Draco turned all his attention to his wife.
"How do you feel?" He gently tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her softly.
Draco tried to be patient and gentle over the next few hours, but Ginny became unrecognizable. She wanted pumpkin juice, now! She wanted Draco to fetch it, he should have to do some work, after all, she was the one in pain, and he was feeling no pain. She ordered him around for an hour, and when he tried to fetch what she asked for, she cried because he didn't want to stay with her.
"Of course I want to be here with you, I love you."
"You're only saying that because you have to! I am so ugly and fat! Look at me!"
Draco was prepared for this. He had been reading volumes of books, preparing for this moment. "Ginny, you are not fat, you are pregnant with my children, the miracle of life, of course your body woul-"
"So! I am ugly! Why don't you just leave then? Find some pretty witch who's not a cow?" The last came out on a sob, and Ginny pushed him away with one hand, and grabbed his shirt to pull him closer with the other.
Draco looked into the eyes of his wife, and was at a loss for what to do. What was he supposed to do now? "Ginny?…Princess? What would you like, my love?"
Ginny let go of him and sniffled. "I want…..
Fred and George took mercy on him, and brought what Ginny wanted to the door, but Draco was still running himself ragged in the large room, trying to get her water, pumpkin juice, socks, Marmalade Bertie Botts, magazines…
Ginny was in terrible pain, and screaming at the top of her lungs. Healer Barrows was on his way, but had several other patients to tend to, and Draco didn't trust anyone else. Draco was trying to brew a pain relief potion for Ginny, but his hands were shaking so bad that the kettle smoked, and wiggled off the table, and Ginny yelled that Draco was trying to poison her.
Ron was still rocking in the chair next to the bed, immersed in the catalog, as Molly spoke to Arthur in the hall. Draco was patting Ginny's hand, until a contraction hit and she growled at him. He paced around her bed, and accidentally tripped over Ron's feet. He fell face forward, and felt the blood rush from his nose as he hit the floor. He quickly stood and grabbed Ron out of the chair, yelling that he did that on purpose.
Ginny watched them, and screamed, "Mum!"
Molly came rushing inside and cleared both men out, admonishing them for their behavior at a time like this. Ron was happy to go, he'd heard enough screaming; it was another brother's turn, in his opinion. He patted Ginny's leg as he walked out, but Draco felt horrible. His poor Princess. He was acting like an ass, and she was suffering so, as she kept reminding him. He calmed down and cleaned himself up, returning five minutes later with healer Barrows.
Ginny's actual delivery was painful as the deepest of hells, but beautiful to her in retrospect. She was so excited when Healer Barrows told her that her first born was a boy, as she had suspected. Draco swayed on his feet as he held her shoulders, and tried to say something comforting, but all that came out was a litany of incoherent sentences.
Molly cried and laughed as she held her grandson, as Ginny and Draco's second son was born. Draco had to sit, he felt too weak to stand, and didn't want to humiliate himself in front of his family, and colleagues by fainting. He took deep breaths, but he still couldn't believe it. He was a daddy…he had two sons. Draco pulled the chair closer to Ginny and kissed her hand and brought it to his cheek, looking into her eyes.
"You are so amazing…" His voice was low, he was feeling so much raw emotion, and Ginny was sobbing as Molly brought over their firstborn for Draco to hold.
Draco ran a hand over his face as he looked up at Molly, then the bundle that was his son. He reached for him, and let out a big breath when he was finally settled into the crook of his arm.
A perfect fit.
Draco stared down at the little face, and felt him wiggle a little in his arms. Draco ran a finger over his sons blond tuft of hair and smiled. He bit his bottom lip and looked up at Molly, who was hovering; worried that Draco would drop him.
Molly was crying, she was overjoyed for her daughter and her family, but looking at Draco now, with his son, she knew that he was going to be a good father, he was a good man, and he would always do his best to put his family first. She had been wrong about him.
She had watched him carefully for months, and he had done nothing but been a loving, supportive husband. Molly leaned down and kissed the top of Draco's head, then gave Ginny a hug and a kiss, and left the new family alone to share the news with the rest of the family in the waiting area.
Ginny held her son close to her and couldn't seem to stop crying. "They're perfect, aren't they?" They were alone now; just the four of them, and Draco felt it was safe to let his emotions show.
"They are Gin and so are you, thank you."
Ginny cried harder and Draco stood to kiss her tenderly, all the love he felt conveyed to her in a simple kiss. Draco sat on the edge of the bed, and they talked quietly, comparing the babies, realizing they weren't exactly identical. Draco was grateful, because he had been worrying that he couldn't handle raising another Fred and George, which of course made Ginny laugh and tell him he would be an excellent father, no matter what.
As they continued to talk, they decided on the names for their sons. Ginny wanted Draco and Arthur, but Draco was against Arthur for a first name, and Ginny wouldn't back down. They finally compromised on Ethan Draco Malfoy and Grayson Arthur Malfoy. Draco mentioned that he thought they might have a girl, and he had found a book that gave the name Sarah as meaning 'Princess' and he rather liked it.
Ginny winked and said, "Give me a year, but I think that can be arranged…"