A/N: Italics signify memories…
Since my disclaimer has been removed…I do not, in anyway, own anything to do with the Harry Potter dynasty.
It had been a month and a half since the wedding that had bound Ginny and Draco together forever. During that month, they had briefly honeymooned in the Bahamas, returned to Hogwarts, combined their living quarters, attended classes and dealt with their fellow students.
As was usual for the new generation of Malfoy's, it was a very hectic and eventful time. Their honeymoon was amazing. Draco had apparated them to a private island in the Bahamas. Once there, he had informed Ginny that this was her wedding present; yes, Draco had bought her a private, tropical island and while on their private isle of love, Draco and Ginny had taken moonlight walks on the beach, watched the sunrise, and much, much more. *wink wink*
This is where the new Mrs. Malfoy found her thoughts while sitting on the Hogwart's Express traveling home for the Holidays. Remembering the night she had become a woman.
After Draco had safely apparated them to their island, he had walked with her around the island. As he held her hand, he had shown her the flora and fauna native to the area. She had worn a large smile the entire time. She inhaled the scents of the warm, tropical air that held the fragrances of the large bloomed flowers and salty, sea air. It was intoxicating.
Everything had seemed perfect when Draco had turned towards her and captured her lips with his. She had eagerly responded by sliding her arms to clasp around his neck and pulled him closer. He kissed her senseless. She felt her knees buckle under his gentle ministrations. When he felt her lean her weight into him, he had known it was time to carry her to her next surprise. He reluctantly withdrew his lips and picked her up into his warm, safe arms. He carried her down a plant lined path to a mid-sized villa. Ginny was resting her head on Draco's shoulder because she was overwhelmed with desire. She was so caught up in her strong emotions; she never noticed the villa until Draco whispered for her to look up.
When she saw the villa, she broke down in tears. It was made of ecru colored stucco with accents of light beige around the massive windows, had three floors and seemed to personify the land around them. It was highly cultivated, obviously; but done so to compliment and enhance, not change. There were huge coconut trees that were gently swaying in the warm breeze. The multi-colored trumpet flowers (yellow, orange, red and pink) planted next to the house gave the home a tropical, Caribbean flair. In the distance, the turquoise waters of the ocean could be seen glistening in the hot sun. Ginny started crying. She was so overcome with love and desire. Draco gently set her back on her feet while still holding onto her. She did not know what to say, so she let her actions speak for her.
She latched onto Draco's lips and kissed him silly. He eagerly responded, grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to the villa. Once inside, he swiftly picked her up and swept her up the grandiose staircase. He took her to the master bedroom and deftly removed her shirt and skirt to reveal her honeymoon lingerie.
She was wearing a green iridescent bra and knickers set. Draco had audibly gasped at the sight of her. He was in awe of her. He pulled back and stared. Ginny smiled a secret sexy grin. Partly because she liked knowing she had such an obvious affect on him, but also because she liked what she saw too.
While Draco had removed her skirt and shirt, she had ripped his buttoned shirt open and was looking at the most perfect chest and abdominal muscles she had ever seen.
"Like it?" Draco smirked.
"More than you will ever know."
"Come here milady…"
Ginny smiled and allowed herself to be pulled towards the bed. Once there, Draco pulled her snugly against his stern frame and began kissing on her neck. Ginny groaned in pleasure and dropped her head back further giving him more area to nuzzle and kiss.
Ginny grabbed his head after a few more heady moments and pulled his lips to hers. She kissed him eagerly. She could feel his natural response against her hip. The assurance that she was having such a positive effect on him caused her to become more self-confident. She boldly placed her hands at his pant's zipper and pulled down. Draco moaned and she felt him smile against her lips.
He deftly moved his arms that had been wrapped around her waist up her back and pulled the straps to her bra down. He removed his mouth from hers and began kissing down her neck until he found the cleavage he sought. Once there, he took his teeth and pulled the fabric covering her breasts down to her waist. Ginny's breath caught at the hunger in his eyes when he gazed at her. He quickly covered one of her breasts with his warm mouth while teasing the other with his nimble fingers. Ginny had lost all conscious thought the moment she felt him on her newly revealed bare skin.
He gave one last suckle and changed breasts. After paying equal attention to both breasts, he gently pushed her back onto the bed, grinned wickedly at her and pulled her knickers off. He took a moment to gaze lovingly and longingly at her. Then, with a sudden force, he removed his pants, boxers and shirt in a few swift movements. She caught one quick view of his manhood and gasped.
Draco was beside her in moments and was playing her passion filled body like a guitar; plucking each chord with assurance and confidence. Ginny explored his body with the same intensity. Soon, Draco was inquiring if she was ready and she eagerly shook her head.
He knew she was new to the world of desire and introduced her with such gentleness. When he joined their bodies, she was overcome with sensations. She truly had never felt alive until that moment. He had warned her before that it would hurt a bit, but Ginny was too caught up in him. She felt some discomfort, but it quickly ebbed away into sweet blissful rapture.
Ginny was lucky and she knew it; which was why Draco was now asking Ginny why she had such a big grin on her face. His question brought her back to reality and she smirked at him. He arched his eyebrow in question, and she responded in kind. He broke down in laughter.
"Honeymoon?" Draco asked.
"I would say yes, but I really can only take so much that big head of yours…" She retorted and smiled evilly.
"Does your mother know you have such a naughty mind?"
"No, but my husband is learning."
Draco deeply chuckled and drew her in for a brief kiss, turned her around and pulled her in tight to his chest. He rested his head on hers. Soon, they were once again lost in their thoughts of each other.
Later, much later, Ginny finally noticed her surroundings. It was the most gorgeous bedroom Ginny had ever seen. It was done in crème with gold accent pieces. The room was marked with a large bed covered in a crème brocade coverlet. It was a four posted bed with the posts being covered in gold leaf. The tall palladium windows were shielded with gauzy, crème curtains that matched the flowing fabric hanging from the bed. Ginny gasped in delight…again. Draco saw that she had noticed the room.
"Like it?"
"Now…where have I heard that before? Ahh, yes, I remember. Yes, I like it ALL." She said with a sensual grin.
They had returned from their dream honeymoon and learned that Dumbledore had redesigned the Head Girl and Head Boy's rooms to be one large flat. Instead of the two large bedrooms, two bathrooms and a common room, they now had an even larger bedroom, a formal, receiving parlor, a large bathroom with a hot tub, a private library and a guest room. It was done tastefully in gold and silver.
Their first day back at Hogwarts was perfect…well, except for the one scene with Hermione and Ron. It was really quite pathetic.
Hermione threw a fit worthy of a rambunctious, spoilt five year old. She insisted that she should be allowed to stay in the Head Girl's room. It was not her fault that Ginny had to leave and that she had done her duties with class and grace…blah blah blah.
Ron had stood indignantly beside her, nodding his head in all the required places.
Ginny had silently chuckled to herself. When had Ron lost any concept of having an opinion of his own? Ohh…that's right, when Hermione told him he didn't need it. It was so obvious he was "whipped."
Dumbledore and Snape had looked on in amusement at Hermione's antics, while McGonagall had clucked, like a hen, sympathetically to Hermione.
Oddly enough, those two, Hermione and Ron, (and maybe even Harry) seemed to be the only one's who had an issue with Ginny and Draco anymore. Pansy and Blaise were scared of Draco, so they were no longer a threat, Harry was depressed because he was not the one to defeat Voldemort and Lucius was dead.
They had started classes the next day and things were going really well. Since Draco and Ginny were married, Snape had come to the conclusion that Ginny was an honorary Slytherin. While it did not mean he gave her any house points (She was still technically a Gryffindor, after all), it did mean that she was not ridiculed and given detention. She loved sitting near Hermione and Ron; with their nasty attitudes, nothing was more fun than getting them detention with Snape.
All the other classes were the same, Draco and Ginny excelled in them. With Draco and Ginny being partnered together in every class, Draco had also surpassed Hermione in the class ranks. She was now an embarrassing third (at least for her anyway…some people really don't seem to get that the "Meaning of Life" is not about what you know, but who you are).
Ginny was constantly amazed that her life had changed so much. Here she was married to the man of her dreams, doing well at school and actually interacting with people that she would call friends.
Today, they were taking the Hogwart's Express home for the Christmas Holidays. They were spending a week at their villa in the Bahamas and returning on Christmas Eve to the Burrow.
Ginny was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of the door opening to their train compartment.
Draco and Ginny both sat up to find Harry, Hermione and Ron standing there.
"Something we can help you with?" Draco asked the trio.
"Yes, you can." Hermione retorted.
"Well?" Ginny asked while she impatiently tapped her foot.
"I just want you to know that I know what you guys are doing."
"Doing?" Draco asked in a very clipped voice. He was starting to lose his patience with these prats…family or no.
"I know you guys are taking the Maximus Sagacion potion. I know you did this just to make me, Harry and Ron look bad. You were jealous of us. You hated us. Now, you will go to any lengths to make us look like schmucks."
Draco and Ginny started laughing at this, hysterically.
"What are you finding so damn funny?" Harry inquired.
At this, Ginny and Draco were practically rolling in the floor. As Ginny was fighting for breath during her hysterical laughter, she was able to gasp out, "It doesn't take much."
At that, Draco was loudly guffawing…almost cackling. He grabbed for Ginny's arm, but ended up smacking her in the head instead. She fell over to the ground in more throes of laughter.
Ron became very indignant and his ears turned an obnoxious red color. He began sputtering incomprehensible sounds.
Harry set his jaw in anger and moved to grab his wand.
Draco saw this action and reacted. He pulled Ginny up by her left arm and pushed her behind him. He simultaneously pulled his wand from his sleeve and put the tip to Harry's throat.
"I would NOT do that Potter…" Draco said with a serious menace in his voice.
Ginny took the scene in front of her in and immediately followed Draco's lead and put Hermione on the defensive.
"First off, I do NOT have to take any illegal potions to make myself smarter. Furthermore, there is nothing to be jealous of; look at how pathetic you are. You cannot even accept the fact that Draco and I do not care what you think. We are happy without being accepted by the Dream Trio. We are happy and you are not. I think YOU are the jealous ones. Don't you agree, Draco?"
"Yes, I do. I also think they should make a hasty retreat before I get Ronnie Syndrome."
"Humph…there is no such thing as Ronnie Syndrome." Hermione stated in her haughty know-it-all voice.
"Yes, there is. It is a disease where you put friends above family, like say, sisters."
Ron began sputtering again. His face and neck were spotted with a red rash. Hermione's mouth dropped open in shock and Harry took a threatening step forward.
At Harry's movement, Draco responded. "Ah ah ah…I would not do that if I were you."
Harry's steps faltered, but he still looked pissed off.
"Get out. NOW!" Draco commanded with the Malfoy authoritative voice, the one that commanded obedience from any who heard it.
The three turned to go. Before they did, Ron regained his ability to speak.
"This is not over Malfoy."
Ginny rolled her eyes and retorted, "Which one jackass? There ARE two of us here."
Hermione did her normal arrogant head toss, grabbed the sputtering Ron and beckoned Harry to follow. He did, but not without making sure Ginny and Draco knew that war had been declared.
After they had gone and closed the compartment door, Ginny sighed, "Well, so much for happily ever after…"
Draco gave her a half-smile and pulled her to him. Rubbed her back and tried to comfort her. She eagerly hugged him back and melted into his embrace.
Besides, they had a wonderful trip to the Bahamas to enjoy…again.