A/N: don't own don't sue
The lyrics at the beginning are from 'I Ask Of You' by Anastacia
Yeah OK so some of the beginning bit is borrowed from Cheaper By The Dozen but its so cute I just had to use it! A rather pathetically fluffy ending but there we go. All reviews answered at the end as usual
Epilogue – I Ask Of You
Your love is like a gentle breeze upon a brand-new day
Your touch and what it does to me - like a flower needs its rain
We are like one of a kind, true love is hard to find
I can't go on another day
Just hear me when I say
I ask of you, would you love me, if nothing else went right?
And I ask of you, would you hold me, forever in your life?
And don't let me fall, 'cause I can only give my all
Here I am
I ask of you
I found the place where I belong, it's right here next to you
And nothing else matters now, with all we've been through
I can't go on, tryin' to deny just what I feel inside
But now before I let go, you gotta let me know
I ask of you, would you love me, if nothing else went right?
I ask of you, would you hold me, forever in your life?
Don't let me fall, 'cause I can only give my all
Here I am
I ask of you
Yes I do
I ask of you
I never really thought
That you'd be all to me
I'd give everything and all I am to you
Oh baby, baby, I know you feel this way too
I ask of you, would you love me, if nothing else went right?
And I ask of you, would you hold me, forever in your life?
And don't let me fall, 'cause I can only give my all
Here I am
I ask of you
Ginny quickly moved the kettle from the burning ring beneath it, cutting off the loud whistling as she poured the hot water into a green and orange striped mug where she mixed in coffee and milk. Humming to the radio she turned it up on her way past and dropped into her seat at the huge scrubbed wooden table in the centre of the room. Curling her long legs up underneath her she returned to reading through the huge script open in front of her. Pencilling in a quick note next to some of her lines she didn't bother looking up when the front door slammed, she merely took a sip of her drink and placed it before her on the table.
"Two words; need new broom."
Ginny raised an eyebrow and tucked a strand of her hair back behind her ear as she made another note on her script. When a miniature broom was banged down on the table in front of her she finally looked up at a five year old boy with wavy hair the colour of wet bracken and bright sparkling grey eyes who had his head buried in the open fridge on the other side of the table.
"Four words; stop getting detention."
He jerked back from the fridge with a jug of iced pumpkin juice in his hand and glared at her. Making his way across the room he dragged a chair from next to the table and tugged open the overhead cupboard to reach for a tall glass. Filling his glass he downed the juice before refilling it and sidling over to the door that led to the drawing room.
"Jug does not belong there, broom does not belong on table."
He rolled his eyes and returned the jug to the fridge before depositing his broom in the cupboard next to the back porch. He stared out of the open back door for a moment before turning back to her and leaning his head against her legs.
"Please can I have a new broom, mother? I promise to be good at school."
Ginny raised her eyebrows at him and leant down to pick him up, placing him on the table before her and flicking his shaggy fringe out of his eyes.
"Don't even try it, there's too much of your uncles in you; you'll never be able to resist misbehaving at school."
He gave her a wicked smirk and she sat back in her chair to watch him as he idly kicked his legs back and forth.
"I'll talk to your father…" He looked up at her hopefully. "IF you promise to at least tone down your pranks a little."
He beamed at her and she ruffled his hair making him scowl before putting him back on the floor and kissing the top of his head as he ran off to his room.
"God help us when he goes to Hogwarts." She muttered before sighing and taking a sip of her cooling coffee.
Feeling fur tickle her bare legs she watched as one of the family cats brushed past her as it leapt onto the table. Propping her head up in her hands Ginny scrunched up her freckled nose at the cat's tail flickering over her nose as it weaved backwards and forwards over her script.
"Afternoon Charity, where have you been all morning then?"
The cat purred loudly and nuzzled against her arms until Ginny scooped her up with a kiss on the head and dropped her onto the windowsill. She jumped when the timer on the oven went off and she hurried over to cut off the insistent noise it was making; it's burning, it's burning!
Pulling open the oven she removed the Sunday lunch she had spent all morning cooking and quickly sorted it onto four plates. Flicking her wand at the table a setting of burnt orange and dark green plates and cutlery arranged themselves artfully at one end and she placed the plates at each place. Propping the gravy boat in the centre with the salt and pepper she walked over to the back door and leant out of it.
"Draco! Felicia! Lunch is ready."
Five minutes later her four year old daughter hurtled into the room with hay sticking out of her long blonde plait and a smear of dirt on her cheek and forehead. Catching her Ginny pulled her up into her arms and kissed her clean freckled cheek lovingly.
"How's China settling in?"
Felicia smiled and went into a long discussion over her new pony, describing it from mane to fetlock until Ginny was forced to put her down in fear of losing an eye to her flying hands.
"Well the sooner we eat the sooner you can get back to showing her around the grounds. Now go and wash your hands and face and get your brother on your way back down."
Felicia scuttled off up the stairs leaving Draco and Ginny alone in the kitchen. Pulling her into him by the waist he quickly lowered his face to hers, his lips seeking hers and her hands wound around his neck. Breaking apart Ginny eyed him critically and shook her head.
"I think you'd better have a wash too before we eat."
She waved a hand at his dirty white shirt and the grass stains on his black breeches. He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively at her and picked her up in one swift move that left her sitting on the counter with her legs around him and her head against the cupboard.
"And I think maybe you should help me."
Smiling seductively she propped her arms on his shoulders and kissed his nose, across his cheek and down his jaw line until she reached his ear.
"Maybe later."
He gave her a reproachful look but helped her down as they heard the thundering of their children racing down the stairs sounding as usual as though there were hundreds of them besides just two. As Draco disappeared upstairs to change Ginny listened to her children happily chattering away about their respective adventures of the day. Felicia had changed into yet another pair of sandy coloured breeches and a miniature white blouse ready for returning to the stables in a moment and Louis was in his usual ripped jeans and a black top that had Ramones blazing across it with red striped long sleeves rolled up.
Taking her seat at the table Ginny watched her children helping themselves to vegetables and gravy, Felicia managing to spill most of it on the table around her plate, and felt a swell of pride and love. Who'd have guessed that after Hogwarts two sworn enemies could produce two such perfect children together as well as managing to make each other happier than ever?
AnitaBlakeBuffyFan – I'm getting the new book tomorrow hurrah can't wait! I thought the last bit would be a very Draco thing to do
Chantal J – last update on this story for you
Calla-ForEvEa – last one
Nickel – thanks, there'll be another one soon I've no doubt but not yet my imagination is exhausted
misshotness – glad you like it
Krystal Klear – one epilogue for you
Alicandra Black – I will have read the book when I get it tomorrow yay glad you liked this one