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"If I kiss you like this, and if you whisper like that,

It was lost long ago, but it's all coming back to me..."

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Ginny felt the wonky carousel ride she'd been on all year—for the last ten years, if she were being completely truthful—suddenly stop, and everything slow down. Was it possible? Had she done the unexpected, the inexplicable... the unthinkable? Had she really made Draco Malfoy fall in love with someone other than himself?

With her.

Even as she struggled to wrap her brain around the idea, he began to move his lower body once more, bringing her pleasure again.

From the first time they'd done this together, their chemistry had been sparks and fire, and completely undeniable. Anything she'd felt for Harry before had been childish in comparison. Over the ten years that she and Draco had been married, every time had felt special. This time, though... it felt like coming home.

Staring into the heart of her with a silvery, hopeful gaze, Draco whispered his secret to her again, and cracked open the door that she'd sealed shut in a fit of despair last Christmas.

Forgiving him was going to take some time, true, but she realised that she'd done the impossible as well - fallen in love with Draco Malfoy back. What they had and could build was worth a second chance.

Of course, she'd make him earn that forgiveness...

"Prove it," she dared him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pulling his mouth down to hers. She kissed him with hunger, even as she locked her ankles at the sway of his back and began thrusting upwards to meet his downward strokes.

"Every day," he pledged, taking her into his arms and holding on tight as he made love to her with a sweet ferocity. "In any way you want."

"This will do for a start," she stated, and rolled them over so she was on top.

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"It's so hard to resist,

but it's all coming back to me... now."

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"Damn, I'm out three hundred Galleons," Ginny sighed.

Spooning against her, Draco tightened his hold on her. "Are you sore?" His thumb absently traced the bottom of her breast.

She shrugged. "A little. I hate losing bets to you."

He chuckled against her shoulder, and it was a naughty, provoking rumble that rolled through her. "I meant, are you sore?" he asked, and his hand slipped between her thighs to thrust two fingers into her wet sex.

Ginny's breath hitched, caught, and then exploded from her chest in a hearty laugh that erupted from her belly and felt good. "Athletic I may be, but keep it up and I'll combust!"

"In more ways than one, I hope," he murmured with a sinful chuckle, rolling her onto her back and sliding deep and true into her once more.

Ginny smirked, gripping tight to his soft, champagne-coloured hair and pulled his mouth down to hers. "Don't stop. Just like that."

"Let's keep it like this forever, shall we?" he suggested, and thrust hard. "You can roar at me all you want, but no running away again – not ever."

Gasping and clinging tightly to him, Ginny enthusiastically agreed.

He paused and looked down at her, all seriousness. "I'll most likely do stupid things often, you know. I'm a jealous, insecure man where you're concerned. I'm not sure that will ever go away. I'll try, but... Just fair warning: I'm sure to make you angry at least a few more times over the next few decades."

She arched an eyebrow at him. "I'll just have to remind you of how this works between us, then," she stated, rubbing against him and thrusting her hips up, taking him deeper.

His smile was slow and devastating to her senses. "Please do."

Dropping his face into the cradle of her shoulder, he went for it hard and fast, just as she liked.

"Speaking of running," she slyly added in between small, mewling cries of pleasure, "why don't you tell me all about that that nifty spell you invented to get me here tonight. When we're done, that is."

Draco grunted as he surged into her, preparing to spill over. "Why... do you want... to know?"

Panting for breath, Ginny met her husband's eye and flashed him a wicked grin. "Because, I think... with a few modifications, it would be fun to try it out... on Astoria Greengrass."

~FIN~

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

We come at last to the end of our tale, our lovers reunited. I'm sure there will be many more chances for Draco to eff it up somehow, but as explained, Ginny will kick him around some if he does, and then they'll be right as rain and shagging like bunnies again. That, however, will not take place here, as there is no sequel planned for this story. Instead, I leave it to your fruitful imaginations (*grin* *wink*) to fill in their next adventure.

Hope you've enjoyed! Please review and let me know what you thought of this, my first Drinny fic!

XOXO,

RZZMG