Author's Note: I am so sorry that I am only updating like a year later. I wish that I could give you a good reason, but really, I have none. I received a really bad review (it was horrible) and I stopped writing. I didn't show anyone my work, not even my best friend for fear of the criticism (I have a delicate ego). Hence, I can't promise when I will update again, but I will, and sooner than a year. I am going out of the country for a month and hope to have something when I return. Until then, bad reviews will result in a total loss of the story, so please, if you don't like it, don't tell me. If you do like it, please review!!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, and in approximately one day, we get to discover what exactly we spent all of these years reading for the Mistress of the Potter.

Chapter Five:

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I now introduce you to the new Master and Madam Malfoy. Draco, you may now kiss your bride."

Draco leaned down and kissed Ginny softly on the lips before pulling away and leading her back down the aisle.

As soon as Draco and Ginny had cleared the ballroom, Draco veered toward the direction opposite the dining room and rather towards the main stairway. "Draco… aren't we expected to go to the dinner?"

"I thought that you might like to change out of that dress before we eat."

"Oh," Ginny said in a voice of disappointment.

Draco stopped walking and looked at her with a perplexed look on his face. "What is it?"

"It's nothing."

"I might not know you very well, but I do know that you're lying. Come on, I'm your husband, you can tell me what is wrong."

"Do you… do you not like the dress? I thought that you would, but we both know that my sense of style…"

"Ginevra, I do like your dress. Please believe me, love. However, I thought that you would be more comfortable in robes that aren't quite so…confining as those are. If you think that you will be comfortable, then we can just go straight to the dinner."

"Oh. It might be nice to change into something more comfortable."

Draco took Ginny's small hand in his as he led her towards his room. When they reached the room, Ginny wasn't at all surprised to find the room richly furnished. It was decorated in dark green with accents in silver. "At summertime, we will be moved to another set of rooms; one 

with a sitting room, main bedroom, bathroom, and nursery for the baby. However, for this weekend, we will stay in my old room."

"Okay," Ginny replied, still overwhelmed by the situation that she found herself in. "I wish at least someone in my family was here," Ginny said abruptly.

Draco moved towards her and pulled her towards him, patting her on the back, not sure that he was handling an upset girl the right way. "They were sent invitations, love, I swear. They shouldn't have abandoned you like this."

"Do we have to go back down there?" Ginny asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I am afraid so. Mother would be very angry if we skipped out on this dinner."

Ginny sighed before pulling away from Draco. "Can you help me with the back of this dress then?"

"Of course." Draco turned her around and began to undo the ties on the back of her dress. Once he had pulled them apart, he ran a finger down her spine and took delight when she shivered in response. He then kissed her neck tenderly and whispered softly in her ear, "Tonight, love, we will continue this." He was delighted when Ginny eagerly nodded her head in agreement rather than protesting against it. Draco stepped toward one of the wardrobes in the room and opened it up. He pulled out a silk green dress robe set that silver lining and accents. It was one of the most beautiful dresses that Ginny had ever seen and she eagerly took off her wedding dress so that she could put on the one that Draco was holding.

Fifteen minutes later, the couple was headed back down the stairs, towards the direction of the dining room when Ginny was suddenly distracted by the site of something she thought that she would never see in Malfoy Manor. There, standing awkwardly by the front door stood Fred and George. Ginny stopped immediately, causing Draco to stop and find out what had caused her sudden stop.

"Fred? George?" Ginny asked uncertainly, worrying that in her desire to see someone in her family at her wedding, she had gone delusional and started to make things up in her head.

"Oh, Ginbug…"Fred started.

"We're sorry…" George continued.

"Please forgive us?"

"We shouldn't have missed your wedding…"

"And we should have been there when you needed us."

Ginny felt tears build up as she dropped the arm of her husband and rushed towards the brothers that had always looked out for, and protected her the most. "I am so glad you're here," Ginny murmured as she hugged both of her brothers at once.

"Mum…" George began.

"Won't see reason," Fred continued.

"Tried to tell her…"

"That you're her daughter…"

"And that this is the most important day in your life…"

"Not to mention your only wedding…"

"But she wouldn't come," George finished.

"But I am so glad that you're here," Ginny said, hugging them closer to her. She only remembered her husband when he cleared his throat discreetly.

Ginny stepped back and looked at Draco. "Fred, George, of course you know my husband, Draco Malfoy. I am afraid you missed the ceremony but we were just headed for the informal reception. I am sure that there will be room for you," Ginny said, then suddenly turning to her husband, looking at uncertainly at him. "There will be room for them, won't there, Draco?"

"I will see to it, my love. Don't worry."

"So, Gin," Fred said, "it is true that you're pregnant then?"

Ginny bit her lip and looked at her brother abashedly. "Yeah." She then straightened a shoulders and a look came into her eyes, as if daring her brothers to say anything about the fact that she was pregnant. The boys were saved from having to answer as Draco took Ginny's arm, gave her a firm sort of look, and then led the way toward the dining room.

Just before they entered the dining room, Ginny spun around and faced her brothers. "Fred, George, now don't do anything, okay? You must promise me that you won't do anything that you shouldn't today. This is very important to me and you must…"

"Okay…" George cut in.

"We promise we won't do anything."

Ginny gave her brothers a hard look before she turned around and took Draco's arm again. "Ready for this, love?" he asked her softly.

"As ready as I will ever be," Ginny whispered back.

The room looked like it had been expanded some since yesterday, accommodating several tables and another main table that was obviously for the wedding party. Draco spoke quickly to his mother about Fred and George and Narcissa managed, albeit reluctantly, to seat Fred and George on Ginny's side of the table. The meal was a long procession of one course after another until finally, seven courses later, the majestic wedding cake appeared. The bride and groom cut the cake, ate a small piece and then managed to escape from the room.

Draco led the way back up to his room, Ginny, for some reason completely unknown to herself, felt nervous. She had had sex before, and most certainly she'd had it with Draco, after all, that is how she landed herself in this situation, but for some reason, it felt different, and Ginny felt nervous about it. Perhaps it was because she wasn't that sexually experienced and the night with Draco had been a random fluke. Or perhaps it was because Ginny knew that with this final act, she would become forever bound to Draco, with no way out of the situation. Either way, the fact remained that Ginny was nervous with an excited nervousness that coursed through her body.

They reached Draco's room, and he open the door, and then led the way into the room for the second time that day. The door had barely closed behind her when she felt Draco's lips on her own. Ginny eagerly kissed back her husband, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling herself closer to him. She felt Draco's hands roaming her body, touching her everywhere. Ginny swiftly pulled off Draco's jacket and then worked on the buttons of his shirt, while still kissing him with everything in her. Draco had pulled off her robe, and was beginning to gather the dress in his hand. He broke away from the kiss to pull the dress over her head and then he looked at her, only in her bra and underwear.

The affects of Ginny's pregnancy didn't really show, except for the fact that it looked like she had put on a little weight in the last two months. However, the knowledge that his child was in her made Ginny that much sexier and desirable to Draco. "You're so beautiful…" Draco murmured to her. "So beautiful and all mine." Draco quickly ripped off Ginny's bra and then scooped her up and laid her on the bed, dressed only in her thong and high heeled shoes.

Draco looked down at his wife hungrily as he quickly ripped off his clothes until he was left only in his boxers. He then joined his wife – God that word sounded good Draco thought to himself – on their bed. He pulled off her shoes and then made to kiss her. He kissed her gently, eagerly anticipating the rest of the night.

Ginny woke early the next morning and looked around the strange room. At first, she was disoriented, wondering where she was. Then, all at once, images of the night before came to her mind. She turned and looked at the blonde man lying peacefully beside her. Ginny continued to look at him for the next ten minutes before she decided to get out of bed and do come of the homework that had been assigned to her.

Ginny got out of bed as quietly as she could. She rummaged through the wardrobe that she had seen Draco go through the day before until she managed to find a robe. Ginny then found her bag and pulled out her parchment and quill and ink, intent on writing her essay. Ginny, however, found it was more difficult to concentrate on her homework then she had originally imagined. Her mind kept on rebelling against her and stealing glances at her still sleeping husband.

Finally, after an hour, Draco woke up. As she saw him stirring, Ginny crept back into bed, her robe still on, and she continued to look at him, up close this time.

Just as she was about to kiss him, a wave of nausea came over her and she ran into the bathroom and threw up. By the time she had brushed her teeth and returned to the bedroom, Draco was up and dressed.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine… just morning sickness is all."

"I'm sorry, love. Are you in the mood for breakfast?"

"That sounds lovely. Thank you."

The rest of the weekend was spent in each other's company, getting to know each other. All too quickly, the quiet and solitude of the weekend ended and they were forced to face the realities of school, and all of the things that happened there, there only consolation was each other and the future that they would have.

A/N: Please keep in mind what I said above. Thank you and have a great weekend!!