Author's note: This chapter wasn't needed to move the story along. It's simply a chapter of funny events. There are two bedchamber cookies that go along. Hopefully they will be up by the weekend.
Extended Family Fun
Thuban, Serpens, Cam, Gabe, and Sirius had their ears pressed against the door inside Draco's office at Malfoy International. Draco and Bill were standing by the fireplace assisting the others as they came through the floo.
"That's my grandfather's voice," Thuban said, "and that's his assistant's."
"Open the door. I want to see him," Serpens whined.
Gabe's expression became fearful, "I don't want to see him. Lucius Malfoy is a mean wizard."
"He is not!" the young Malfoy wizards stated firmly.
Serpens opened the door slightly. "I'll show you," he said before running out.
Thuban took Gabe's hand and pulled him along. "Your dad told us to stay inside his office," he complained.
"He told me to watch over Serpens too, so I have to go after him." Thuban smiled.
Gabe frowned as they went into the reception room. He didn't want to meet another Death Eater, especially Lucius Malfoy, who was known for eating small children. With Thuban pulling him by the hand and Cam pushing his back, he had no choice. Sirius must not know about the evil wizard, Gabe thought because he was willingly walking into the room.
"Grandfather!" Serpens squealed as he threw himself at the older wizard.
Lucius placed his cane against his assistant's desk before hoisting the little wizard into the air, tossing him up a couple of inches, catching him, sitting him on his hip and then kissing his cheek. Serpens giggled loudly and hugged him. "Serpens, what a nice surprise! I didn't expect to see you until tomorrow," Lucius said smiling at the boy.
"We used Daddy's floo. Mummy doesn't like being in the pub. Thuban might say one of the rude words he hears from there like 'feck, toss off'…"
Lucius placed his hand over the boy's mouth to silence him. "Serpens. Stop. It's wrong to repeat vulgar speech."
The little wizard nodded and his grandfather removed his hand. "I'm sorry." Then excitedly Serpens added, "We're going to the park!"
"Your parents informed me of that."
"Hello, Grandfather," Thuban said. "It's nice to see, you." He shook his grandfather's hand. The boy turned to the red headed little wizard. "This is my cousin, Gabe."
Lucius smiled and offered his hand to the little boy. Sheepishly Gabe shook it. "It's my pleasure to meet you, Master Weasley."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir," Gabe answered shyly.
Thuban pushed the messy haired little wizard forward. "This is Sirius Potter. Don't bother offering him your hand. I don't think he knows how to shake."
"They must not teach manners in the Muggle world," Cam said. "Hello Grandfather."
Lucius nodded at Sirius then walked over and hugged Cam.
"Why are you here so late? Won't Grandmother worry about you?" Cam inquired.
"I've already informed your grandmother of my delay. I was testing two new products. Would you like to see them?" The boys nodded. He guided them over to his assistant's desk. "Demonstrate the first product, Ms. Pance."
She opened a book then turned around. As she was turning the figurine of three horses came to life. One of the horses went over to the book and held it open in place. When she went back to the book, the horse went back and joined the others. Next Lucius created a light breeze and a couple of papers on the desk started to move. Again the figurine came to life. They pranced around the desk putting the papers right before placing themselves as paperweights.
"That's ace," Sirius said.
Lucius smiled. "I have one more thing to show you." He pushed a button on the desk. Moments later an owl came flying out of the lift and over to the desk. The boys looked at the owl closely.
"It's a toy!" Gabe said.
"It's a charmed stuffed owl. It performs all the tasks of a real owl without the mess or care, perfect for office work, no more need for annoying flying memos."
"You boys were supposed to remain in Uncle Draco's office," Brittany said with an air of upper class snobbery.
She and Lucius both gasped loudly when their eyes met; Brittany out of fear, Lucius in disbelief. The little witch not only looked like Narcissa as a young child but also had the same mannerisms.
"Gabriel Arthur Weasley get away before he eats you," Brittany screamed.
"Brittany, how dare you be so rude, apologize to Mr. Malfoy at once," Fleur scolded.
"But Mummy, Uncle Ron said he eats children, and the only reason he didn't eat them," she pointed to Draco's children, "was because they tasted bad."
"Je vous ai dit de ne pas croire les ranting de ce magicien idiot," Fleur stated firming.
Thuban giggled, "Aunt Fleur, all Malfoys speak French."
"Thank you for the information, Thuban. Brittany, what do you have to say to Mr. Malfoy?"
"Je suis très désolé pour croire que vous mangez des enfants. Êtes-vous gentil ?" Brittany asked.
"Le grand-père est très gentil. Il est comme gentil si non plus gentil que le grand-papa Weasley," Cam countered.
"Oh, I'm really sorry for being rude," Brittany stated firmly.
"Apology accepted." Lucius smiled then finished with, "Vos robes longues sont très belles de même que vous."
The Malfoy boys and Gabe rolled their eyes. "Why'd he have to say that?" Gabe whispered.
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy," she giggled before turning to Fleur. "Uncle Ron's wrong. He's a very nice wizard."
The remaining children and adults walked into the reception room where pleasantries were exchanged. Bill, Fleur, and Hermione were surprised to see a smiling Lucius Malfoy interacting with the children. He showed the horse figurine and the charmed stuffed owl to everyone in the room before proudly stating, "These are two of Draco's latest finds. They are excellent products."
Draco cleared his throat and pulled Ginny close, "Actually, Father, those were Ginny's finds. She went through the product owls for me."
"Well then, maybe we should have Ginevra perform that task for you more often." He put Serpens down and went over to Ginny. He motioned to hold the baby and she handed Leo to his grandfather. Lucius stared at the babe in his arms. "Ginevra, I was on my way to the Manor. If you like, Narcissa and I would be delighted to watch Leo for the evening." He looked at Ginny but couldn't read her expression. "If you floo upon your return, we will bring him to Black Hall."
Ginny looked at Draco. She had thought of asking Narcissa to watch the baby but didn't want to impose on the couple. "Would you mind, Draco?" she started. "I dislike taking an infant so young to the park. Merlin, you would think the pram was a magnet for every runny nosed child and hacking old maid in wizarding London. We'll be spending most of our time making sure no one touches him."
Draco handed the nappy bag to his father. "Last thing I want is a sick baby. I believe everything you need is in the bag. If not, merely summon Tipsy or Nan. They'll answer the call of anyone tending to the children."
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Ginny had transfigured the pram into a pushchair for Serpens. It held the picnic basket nicely, gave Thuban and Cam something to hold onto besides their parents' hands and it freed up Draco's arms (Serpens would have insisted that his father carry him if he weren't belted into the pushchair.). The group walked down Diagon Alley to the park at its end. Draco was on Ginny's right, Hermione on her left. Bill and Fleur walked in front of them with Brittany holding Fleur's hand and Sirius holding Bill's. The witches chatted as they walked down the street while Cam held onto the right side of the pushchair at it's back, Gabe the right side front, and Thuban the left side front. He rolled his eyes from time to time when Harriet reminded him to hold her hand. The young wizard had tried to get the little witch to hold onto the pushchair instead but Harriet insisted on holding his hand. All in all Thuban was being a good sport about the matter, as was Draco. It wouldn't be the quiet family outing that they had planned but at least neither of them had to deal with the pint-size Potter double. Sirius was very happy with Bill and Fleur.
Draco was very pleased with his sons' behavior so far. They passed by Quality Quidditch Supplies, the toyshop, the ice cream parlor, the pet shop and even the sweetshop without making a sound or asking to go in. His luck ran out when a street vendor with a trolley came by the group.
"Licorice Wands, Droobles, Bertie Bott's, Chocolate Frogs, sugar quills," the vendor called.
The blond wizard moaned along with his wife as the words sugar quills were said. Serpens began bouncing in the pushchair. "Daddy, sugar quill. Please Daddy?" The little boy reached into his pocket and retrieved two Sickles and four Knuts. "I have my own money. I haven't had a quill in ages. Please?"
"I guess to a young child three days are ages," Draco thought. He looked at Ginny who smiled and nodded. "Only a Sickles worth for each of you, you must share with our guests and no sweets until after dinner, agreed?" The boys nodded as they approached the trolley.
Draco was feeling very proud of himself. Three Sickles worth of candy split seven ways was just the right amount. But the look on Thuban's face was starting to concern him. The little wizard was up to something. Thuban removed five Sickles from his pocket. Draco pinched the bridge of his own nose and shook his head. He didn't want to scold the boy but he clearly told him to spend only one Sickle.
"Thuban" he called.
"Yes, Daddy," the little boy replied as he handed a Sickle each to Gabe, Brittany, Sirius and Harriet.
"What are you doing?"
Thuban gave his father a puzzled look, "I'm sharing like you told us to." He quickly turned away, being unable to act naive any longer.
"He's a Slytherin," Bill whispered through a barely contained chuckle.
"It's fine, Draco. We'll limit what they are allowed to eat tonight," Hermione said with a giggle. Some things never change. It still delighted her to see Malfoy outwitted.
"What's this?" Sirius asked.
"It's a Sickle, wizard's money," Gabe answered.
Thuban walked over to the vendor. "Do you have Pitch packs?" The man nodded. "I'll have one Pitch pack, one chocolate frog, and a package of Drooble's Best Blowing Gum."
Ginny cleared her throat and looked pointedly at Thuban.
"I know I can't bring it in the house. I'm going to chew it at the park," he said to his mother before whispering, "Get a little gum on your bed and your hair once and she never forgets it."
Bill chuckled and whispered, "She just like mum."
Ginny gave her brother a deadly stare then hissed, "A little! That boy! He filled his room with bubbles while Cam and Serpens were in there. Somehow he popped them all at once. The room and the boys were covered in gum. I charmed as much away as I could. I still had to take the boys to a barber to cut some out."
The rest of the children walked over to the trolley. Sirius picked up an Acid Pop. Hermione started to make her way over to them but stopped when Thuban spoke.
"You don't want that." Thuban walked over to him. The little wizard twisted up his face as he thought before speaking. "Well mate, listen up. The best thing for you to do is get a couple frogs and a Pitch pack. Most wizards have at least fifty famous wizard cards and twenty Quidditch player cards by your age." Sirius glared at Thuban with distrust. "Blimey!" Thuban hissed lightly. "Do you think I'd lie with our parents right there?" The little blond wizard pointed Draco and Ginny. "If I was trying to trick you, I'd have you get Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. I'm excellent at picking out the worm, dirt, earwax, pond scrum, and other sick flavors. Ask my brothers."
Gabe looked at Sirius. "I'm getting a couple of Pitch packs. They're more expensive than the other sweets but your mum's not going to let you eat all the sweets anyway."
The rest of the children selected their sweets and the group started to walk down Diagon Alley again. Draco's hand started to drop from Ginny's waist to her behind but before he could give it a little squeeze a sharp pain hit his hand.
"Watch you hands, Malfoy," said Fred as he firmly patted his back.
"That is our little sister you were about to paw," George said sliding up beside Hermione.
"She's my wife," Draco hissed then chuckled. "She doesn't mind. In fact, I believe she enjoys it."
The Weasley twins eyed the Malfoy children. "It would appear she does, Malfoy," Fred said.
"The bugger must be good at it," George retorted. Ginny's face turned a bright red.
"Oh Merlin," Fred stared in disbelief. "He must be really good at it. Look at Ginny's face."
Bill and Fleur turned around looked and laughed.
Cam turned at Fred. "Daddy's really good at what, Uncle?"
The adults were lost for an answer but as always Hermione was the first to find her tongue. "Your daddy's very good at making your mummy very happy."
"Only sometimes," said the boy. "He can make her madder than a Horntail too."
The adults chuckled. George touched Thuban's bag. "What do you have there, mate?"
"Sweets, Uncle George."
The twins stared at each other and the boy for a minute. Thuban giggled, "Mummy and Grandma have been showing us lots of pictures of you two and explaining how to tell you apart."
"Ratted out by our own mother."
"That woman!" George finished. "You should have stopped by our shop we have wonderful sweets."
"The best toffee in town," Fred said.
"Listen, close sons," Draco said. "Never take food or drinks from these two. You'll likely lose a body part or become a bug or something."
"Well, I never!" said one twin
"He doesn't trust us," finished the other.
"And when have you two ever been trustworthy," Ginny said. "Listen to your father, boys."
"Well, we can go anywhere and be insulted."
"Yes, we don't have to take it from family too."
The twins said goodbye to each child before leaving the group on the wizarding street. Ginny put her hand out to each child. "Hand it over."
"Hand what over, Mummy?" Thuban said as innocently as he could muster.
Ginny pointed her other hand at her wand. "I'm not playing, Thuban."
The little wizard looked at the other and they all removed a Weasley Wizards Wheezes Firework from their pocket and handed it to her.
"What is it anyway?" Sirius asked.
"Only the best fireworks in the world!" Gabe answered.
"If you all behave we will set some of them off this evening," Ginny promised.
"Using bribery, Ginny? Is that something you've learned from your husband's family?" said the coy voice of Percy Weasley as he exited Flourish & Blotts.
Draco sneered at the red headed wizard. Percy had been a pain in the side of the Malfoy family businesses for years. If he hadn't been Ginny's brother, Lucius would have sent a hit wizard after him years ago. Draco had talked his father out of it, which at the present time he wished he hadn't done.
"Done testing the thickness of all our new imported cauldrons, Mr. Weasley?" Draco asked.
"You wish, Malfoy. It will be another two weeks before we're done. You know it would be more profitable for Malfoy International to reopen their Manchester cauldron factory. English wizards could use the work."
"I'll run my company as I see fit, Mr. Weasley," Draco sneered.
"Percy! Enough business talk, can't you be social for once?" Ginny asked.
"Not as long as English wizards keep losing their jobs, so companies like your husband's can make a bigger profit."
"Profit is the name of the game, Uncle Percy. The Manchester factory workers were lazy. They made half the cauldrons in a day that our Edinburgh factory turned out in an hour. The Ministry should take its blinders off. Since the close of the Manchester factory, we have tripled the workers in Edinburgh and opened factories in Bath and Belfast. Malfoy International employs more English wizards then any other company in the wizarding world," Thuban calmly stated.
Percy threw his hands up in disbelief and walked away. "Brainwashed. My own bloodline! Brainwashed!"
Cam gazed at his parents. "You can't wash someone's brains, can you? I mean they're inside your head."
The adults giggled. "No, Sweetie, you can't," Ginny stated and all the little wizards sighed with relief. Having Mummy clean your outside was bad enough, they wouldn't be able to tolerate it if they would be cleaned on their inside too. "What Uncle Percy meant was that Thuban was repeating your grandfather's words not his own thoughts."
"They may have been Grandfather's words but I believe them. They are the truth. I've seen the numbers," Thuban defended. "I can think for myself."
"You definitely can think for yourself, Thuban," Ginny stated aloud because whispering into Draco ears. "A little too well at times."
"Damn, it's too far of a walk to the park," Draco thought. "We should have flooed to Zabini's restaurant. It's bad enough we have Granger and Bill with us, do we have to keep running into Ginny's family on the way to the bloody park?"
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Draco relaxed against the tree in the middle of Diagon Alley Park. He was finishing a glass of red wine while Serpens sat on his lap and licked his sugar quill. To his surprise dinner had gone wonderfully. He was going to like Bill in time. The wizard had a great mind for business. Fleur was a society wife and their children had very good manners. Well, Gabe did have a dislike for dress robes but that was minor. Yes, for Ginny's happiness he'd let Bill's family visit often. Hermione and her children had been quite pleasant also. Granger had learned how to hold an intelligent conversion in the last couple of years without coming off as a know-it-all.
Thuban and Gabe were teaching Sirius how to flip cards while Brittany explained what the best dressed little witches were wearing this season to Harriet. The ladies were chatting as they cleared the blanket of dinner dishes.
Cam walked over to his uncle. "Uncle Bill, where did you say the sword swallower performs?"
"At the entry to the park, mate."
"Daddy, may we go find the him, please?"
"Sure, mate. Hey, you lot, let's go find the sword swallower," Draco announced before starting off.
"Draco, you have seven children following you," Ginny called out.
"I can count, love. I'll make sure I bring back seven," he yelled. "Ginny, do you want the same seven back or should I try to exchange them for better behaved ones? These two blonds" he pointed to Thuban and Cam, "have been problems of late."
The other children stared at their mothers. Thuban and Serpens giggled. "He's only teasing," Cam laughed.
"I think you should bring the same ones back. I'm a wee bit attached to them," Ginny said.
"They do grow on you," he replied messing the hair of his oldest boys. "We won't be long."
Hermione shook her head as she watched the group walk towards the park entry. "I would have never guessed it. Draco Malfoy a loving father and husband. It's a little scary, makes my want to re-evaluate my beliefs."
The witches had tea and chatted for a long time before the children were heard again.
"Mummy! Mummy!" came the delighted screams of Serpens. "Uncle Charlie's here. Look Mummy! Look!"
Charlie Weasley was carrying little Serpens on his shoulders. The other children and Bill were walking next to him while a very disgruntled Draco walked behind.
"What's wrong with Draco, Ginny?" Hermione asked staring at the pouting wizard.
"He doesn't like to share. When Charlie is around, Serpens wouldn't notice if Draco turned green and flew away."
The Weasley wizards played with the children but Draco came over and sat with the ladies. Ginny went over and kissed him sympathetically. It removed the grimness from his face.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too. That rat's trying to steal my baby," he hissed pointing to Charlie.
"He's only borrowing him," she replied before seductively whispering, "I'll make it all better this evening at home if you behave yourself."
He went to kiss her but the clearing of a man's throat stopped him. Charlie was standing next to them with a very green looking Serpens in front of him. "I think the merry-go-round got him a little dizzy."
The little wizard lunged into Draco arms. "Make me feel better, Daddy."
The blond wizard rubbed his son's back trying to smooth the boy. It was to no avail, noises from the child caused him worry. He turned the boy away from him but not quickly enough. Serpens emptied his little tummy on the front of his father's robes.
"I've got to get going Malfoy. Ginny, see you tomorrow," Charlie said before quickly Disapparating.
"Typical, Uncle!" Draco spat. "They cause the damage and then run away."
Ginny cast a cleaning charm on both her son and husband.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Serpens cried, then erupted again, this time only hitting Draco's pants and shoes.
"Arugh! You have baby punk on your boots!" Cam said in disgust.
Ginny cast another cleaning charm on the pair.
"I'm not a baby!" Serpens screamed as he turned and approached his brother.
Cam backed away. "Whatever you say just don't puke on me!"
Draco picked up Serpens. "Ginny, I need a proper bath and so does he. We'll be back soon," with that he Disapparated.
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Fleur helped Ginny spread the blanket out in front of the puppet stage. They sat the children in front and the adults sat in back.
"I'm surprised Draco isn't back," Bill said. "Do you think he decided to stay home, Ginny?"
"No. He would have sent a house elf to inform me."
In the distance a redheaded wizard and a blonde witch saw the group and hurried over to them.
"I don't see Malfoy. The prat must be out drinking with his mates while he forces Ginny to watch his brats," Ron spat before approaching the group.
"Hello. How wonderful to see you! Ron and I were just going for an evening stroll," Luna stated.
"We're going to watch a puppet show. Watch it with us," Harriet squealed.
Ron and Luna sat on the front of the blanket. Harriet climbed into Ron's lap. He looked back at Ginny and her children with a puzzled expression. "You're missing a couple, Gin."
Sirius giggled. "Serpens got sick all over Mr. Malfoy."
Ron couldn't contain his mirth. "Who saw it? Will you put the memory in a pensieve for me? I'd pay anything to see a vomit covered Malfoy."
"It isn't funny," Thuban stated firmly.
Luna poked Ron in the side and whispered, "Be nice to him."
"You're right, mate, it isn't. Is Serpens ill?" Ron questioned.
"I don't believe so. Charlie overdid the merry-go-round." Ginny replied.
Ron laughed, "He used to do that to me when we were little, remember, Gin?
She giggled, "That's right. I'd forgotten."
Thuban patted Ron on the shoulder. "You're blocking my view."
He moved back by Hermione. "Is that better, mate?"
Thuban nodded and blew a large bubble. "Neat bubble, little mate," Ron said joyfully. "Do you have another piece of Drooble's? I'll buy it off ya."
The little wizard handed his uncle the gum. "You can have it. Mummy won't let me take it in the house."
Ron started to chew. "Watch this, guys," he said before blowing a bubble. Once the bubble was as big as his face, Ron paused, when he started blowing again and a second bubble appeared inside the first. He repeated this process until four bubbles appeared, each inside the other.
"You're brilliant! I've never seen anyone do that before," Thuban said in amazement.
"It appears you have a talent after all, Weasley," said the cold voice of Draco Malfoy.
"Hello Malfoy, you look clean," Ron stated.
Both Ginny and Luna hissed, "Be nice," to their partners. Draco tried to place Serpens on the blanket next to his brothers but the child held tighter to him with each attempt. Finally he decided to let the boy stay on his lap. He transfigured a couple of stones into fluffy backrests for himself and Ginny. They cuddled next to each other. Draco's legs were bent at the knees and his feet were flat on the blanket. As the puppet show progressed Thuban and Cam moved to use their father's legs as backrests.
Ron looked at the Malfoy family. Ginny and the boys were all leaning against Draco in some manner. He tapped Bill on the shoulder. "Look at that. Malfoy's nothing more than a piece of furniture," he chuckled.
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Draco rolled over to find a cool spot were his wife should have been. The tightness in his pajama pants reminded him of their lack of activity of late. Between their rowing and the boys crawling into their bed for one reason or another, it had been four days. Well, he wasn't going to wait any longer. He had been a good husband yesterday even after every one of her brothers had shown up. They had also made up from their fights. He had a good boy shag and a lot of makeup sex owed to him and he was going to collect it, now.
He grabbed his robe determined to drag his red haired beauty back into bed. He'd have the elves take the boys to the stables. Great plan, he thought until Ginny came out of her dressing room in her Quidditch uniform. The left side of her jumper was bunched up and resting on top of Leo's head as he nursed.
"It's about time you got up. We need to be on the pitch in thirty minutes. Pansy's agreed to keep an eye on the boys there."
He dropped his robe and looked down at himself. Ginny looked at his package and then into his eyes.
"You can be a good wizard and Quidditch captain and take a cold shower or you can be a bad wizard and get a quick shag." He walked to his wife opting for the latter until she spoke again.
"If you're a good wizard, I'll floo your mother while you're showering and arrange to drop the boys off at the manor right after Quidditch practice. That will give us a good two hours to enjoy each other's company before our engagements this evening."
Draco started for his bedchamber. "Floo my mother."
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Ginny put in her earrings as she read the form and pamphlet in front of her. "You're a coward. You know that?"
Draco popped his head into her dressing room. He was fully dressed in his best robes. "What makes you say that?"
She waved the papers in the air. "You waited until after you had your little fun before showing me these."
"Love," he smirked at her. "I merely thought it was appropriate to apologize properly for my misconduct of late as soon as we returned home. You seemed to get pleasure from my action." He kissed her neck and she blushed.
"It was a very good apology but you're still a coward."
"I prefer to think of myself as cunning."
She giggled, "Cunning it is then." She looked at the form that explained the cross pitch game for young witches and wizards. Ginny knew playing was Thuban's idea. She saw the little wizard pull his grandfather over to the registration table. She sighed then gazed at her husband. "Thuban is a capable flier but I do have a few reservations. You're sure they don't play with Bludgers or Beaters?"
"Love, each team has three Chasers and a Keeper. They use a smaller version of the Quaffle and two much lower hoops for scoring."
"We're asking to much of Blaise," she added.
"Blaise is the one who offered, love."
"Draco, he has to leave his office at 2:45 every Monday to get Thuban to practice. Then wait at the pitch for him for two hours."
"Ginny, he understands and he wants to do it. Father and I have our board meeting on Mondays and you and Mother are at busy with your charity club. He wants to help and it's only for the summer."
"One of us will have to go to the first practice. I want to make sure his coach knows how to teach flying."
He removed her from her chair, sat down on it, and placed her in his lap. "I agree. His first practice is on our birthday. I'd planned on spending the day with him anyway."
"If we let Thuban play then we will have to allow the other boys to play when they are of age."
He kissed her neck. "I see no reason why we wouldn't."
"You do realize when Leo is six we will be spending every day of the week at the Quidditch pitch?"
"I can't think of a better way to spend the summer." He kissed her lips then stood up bringing her with him. "Time to go, love."
She placed her hand on his shoulder. "Draco, thank you for not letting me make a mistake in the heat of passion."
He kissed her cheek. "You're welcome, but to be a hundred percent truthful, I like the idea of spacing the children two years apart."
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Ginny and Draco Apparated at the backdoor of the Leaky Cauldron.
"Damn, I hate this part of being married to her," Draco thought. "I would have rather remained at the ball. I'm going to have to watch my back and my step. Don't eat anything, you know they're likely to put something in it. Get all your drinks for yourself at the public bar. Why in the name of Merlin did I come here?" Ginny grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. They walked to one of the private party rooms. She ran to the twins once she saw them while Draco approached slowly. His young wife was beaming as she hugged her brothers. Happiness was radiating from her entire body.
"That's why I'm here," he thought. "It makes her happy."
He offered his hand to Fred and George. "Happy birthday, Gentlemen."
The twins laughed. "He doesn't know us very well," Fred winked at Ginny.
"Oh, but he will learn," replied his twin.
"Thanks Malfoy," they said together.
Draco handed each of the twins an envelope and put his arm positively around Ginny's waist. "Here's a small gift from Gin and myself. I think you blokes will enjoy it."
The twins looked inside the envelopes.
"Bloody hell. Outstanding!" Fred shouted.
George hugged his sister. "I think we'll let you keep him, Ginny. You've done brilliantly well at training him up."
"What are you on about over here?" Charlie asked as he, Bill, and Ron joined the group.
"Malfoy gave us ten tickets to the next Cannons versus Falcons match. They're at Falcons' pitch but they appear to be outstanding seats," Fred boasted.
Ginny kissed Draco's cheek, "Are they the suite tickets?" He nodded. "They go with our suite. I'll give you the portkey the day before the game. There's always food and drink in there."
The Weasley wizards beamed. "I'll make sure there's four liters of Ogden's best and a case of meade," Draco added.
Ron glared at the blond wizard. "Our sister isn't for sale! Your suite tickets and liquor won't buy her, Ferret."
"I'm not trying to buy anything, Weasel," he replied back as he walked towards the other wizard.
Ginny pulled on Draco's robe. "Let it go, Draco. Please. For me, let it go."
He backed away and turned his attention to the twins. "I hope you enjoy your gift." He turned to Ginny. "Let's go greet your parents, Love."
Bill, Charlie, and the twins stared at the tickets. "I almost feel bad about doing it now," Charlie said.
"We've never welcomed him to the family properly. It's only a minor lust potion right?" Bill asked the twins.
"Yes, he won't be able to keep his hands off the last person he had sex with," Fred said.
"What if that wasn't Ginny? The ferret's a randy," Ron hissed.
"Didn't think of that," Bill stated before smiling. "I guess we'll get to watch Ginny kill him on the spot."
"Either one will be fun to watch," George replied.
"Well, I'm hoping for the killing," Ron stated firmly. "Where's the antidote?"
The twins chuckled. "What?" Charlie asked.
"Well that's the best part. There's only one antidote," George said.
Bill shook his head. "What is it?"
"An orgasm, she has to give it to him," Fred added.
"I don't want any part of this. That's sick. She's our sister," Ron complained.
"Be open minded, Ron. Witches enjoy a good shag as much as a wizard," George said.
"Their boys are spending the night at the manor, so they're going to do it anyway," Charlie added with a chuckle. "And while he's under the potion, he'll do anything to make her feel good."
"Yep, we're just making sure her shag will be a good one," George interjected. "It's the least we can do for a sibling."
"Plus we get the pleasure of seeing Ginny scold him for being randy in public," Fred confirmed.
The five brothers watched as Ginny and Draco sat down at table and chatted with their parents. The conversion appeared to be pleasant but brief. It wasn't long before Arthur and Molly left the table and Hermione come by and carted Ginny away leaving Malfoy at the table alone giving the brothers their opportunity.
Bill headed to the table with two plates of snacks and two butter beers. He handed Draco a plate and a bottle. "Sorry about Ron, Draco. He hasn't grown up yet." Bill took a bit of his sausage roll, popped a crisp into mouth and washed it down with a swig of his butter beer. He placed the bottle on the table. "I was going to get you a meade but didn't know how Ginny would take it. We typically don't drink much at the pub." Bill smiled at his brother-in-law. "We prefer to send the witches home and get pissed at the twin's flat."
"I can understand. There's no pleasure in getting plastered when your wife's nagging you," Draco answered absent-mindedly looking around for Ginny.
Bill chuckled, "So that's why I never see you drink at the Saturday night balls or dinners?"
"No. I don't drink meade on Saturday night because Ginny hates the taste." He continued scanning the room for his wife.
Giving his brother-in-law a puzzled look, Bill asked, "I don't follow you?"
Not thinking of whom he was talking too Draco replied, "She won't kiss me after I've had a meade and you can't seduce a witch if you can't kiss her."
"Just which witch are you planning on seducing, Draco?" Ginny asked as she sat down next to him.
"You, my love." He kissed her cheek.
"Oh, please Malfoy. I'm trying to keep down my dinner," Ron said as he sat next to his sister.
Fleur sat down also. Draco and Bill started their own conversion while Ron chatted with Ginny. "Ginny, are you bringing Thuban with you tomorrow? I was hoping to show him some more bubble tricks."
"No, he's shopping for a new pony tomorrow," Ginny answered then started to eat off of Draco's plate.
"Bloody fucking hell," Ron spat. "How many damn ponies does he need? Shit, you can only ride one at a time."
"Ronald! Watch you tongue." Ginny rolled her eyes. "Merlin, I'm glad he's busy tomorrow. I don't need him around your mouth. I'm having enough problems with his language lately. I wish I knew where he's picking it up." Ginny took a couple of crisps off of Draco's plate and a drink of his butter beer. Bill stared at his sister then looked around the room.
Fleur sighed, "Ginny, does Thuban have dance lessons with Madame LeBotted?" Ginny nodded. "I think that may be where he is picking it up. The poor witch can barely hear and according at Beth Bones the boys have taken to swearing when her back is turned."
"I'll have a talk with Beth. Thank you, Fleur." She took a bite of the sausage roll, ate a crisp, and went to take another drink of the butter beer.
Draco noticed and stopped her. "Ginny, Bill gave me that." He looked down at the plate and saw that half of the crisps and sausage roll were gone. "Did you eat that?" Ginny nodded.
"Oh brilliant, just brilliant," Ron hissed.
"What's wrong?" the witches questioned.
Bill took the plate and the bottle then started to walk off with Ron close behind. "I'll be right back, Ginny." Fleur stumped after the pair.
"Draco?" Ginny questioned.
"I think your brothers tampered with that food, love. It was…"
Draco stopped speaking, by the look in his wife's eyes and the fact that her hand was suddenly on his groin, he knew what her brothers had done.
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Translations:
"Je vous ai dit de ne pas croire les ranting de ce magicien idiot"
I told you not to believe the ranting of that foolish wizard.
"Je suis très désolé pour croire que vous mangez des enfants. Êtes-vous gentil ?"
I'm very sorry for believing that you eat children. Are you nice?
"Le grand-père est très gentil. Il est comme gentil si non plus gentil que le grand-papa Weasley."
Grandfather is very nice. He's as nice if not nicer than Grandpa Weasley.
"Vos robes longues sont très belles de même que vous."
Your robes are very beautiful as are you.