A Box of Monkey Love

Draco, Ginny, Bill and most of the family (including those
that were family by choice) kept vigil by Ben’s bed. There they sat for days
upon days. It took a long while for Ben’s battered body to heal, but he did get
better. He suffered, but prevailed. He experienced therapy to return his body
to full usage. While some things were fixed magically, the others were required
to be done the muggle way. It killed Draco and Ginny to see their son in so
much pain, but he was strong. He WAS a Malfoy after all.

 

Draco knew things were getting back to normal the day Ben
and Bill were playing Exploding Snap ant int into a quibble. In fact, it was so
normal that Draco almost cried. It felt like forever since they had experienced
normal.

 

Ginny stepped between the two, young boys and their
disagreement. She calmed them down like she always did, but with one
difference. Once she had finished, she turned to Draco and smiled. It seemed
that she, too, was thrilled with the fighting. Yes, things were returning to
normal.

 

That night, for the first in in weeks, Ginny and Draco
returned to the Manor secure in the knowledge that Ben would be coming home
very soon. This was also their first night back in the Manor. Thus, they
received quite a shock when they arrived in their bedroom.

 

Their first clue that something was amiss was the
conversation that Flora, the main House Elf, instigated upon their arrival. She
informed them that the entire house had been kept in order, barring one room.
And for some strange reason, Flora informed them; that room was non-responsive
to Elf Magic. She also informed them she had personally attempted to clean the
room; but once finished, it would return to the previous state.

 
co hco had left Ginny to the house issues while he went to
check the study’s fireplace for any floo messages. He had been away from the
office for weeks. Once he was gone, Ginny turned to Flora to listen to her
update, but for some reason she found herself only half-listening. She,
apparently, nodded in all the appropriate places because Flora did not act
oddly.

 

Flora quickly took her leave after Ginny informed her that
all was well. With that said, Ginny walked to Draco’s study to wait for him.
She found him sitting in his old, leather chair. He was holding a brandy
snifter in his left hand and swirling the golden liquid within. He did not hear
Ginny’s entrance to the room because he was listening to his messages in the
fireplace.

 

It had been so long since they had been alone together.
Ginny knew she needed him and his support. She walked up behind him and wrapped
her arms around his neck. She placed her cheek next to his and inhaled. She
loved the way he smelled. He smelled faintly like leather with a dash of
sandalwood. When he turned his head to give her a chaste kiss on the cheek, she
caught the scent of brandy. Combined with his other enthralling aromas, Ginny
found herself looking forward to sharing his bed again.

 

They remained entwined and close while Draco finished
listening to his messages. Once done, they walked arm in arm up the sweeping
staircase. They walked slowly, enjoying the moment.

 

When they got outside the door of their Master Suite, Draco
turned to Ginny and asked if she was really up to anything.

 

With that, Ginny started quite violently.

 

“Oh my great Merlin, Draco…we were supposed to play that
game everyday until finished. Oh EGADS…we broke a wizard’s promise!”

 

With that frantic exclamation, Ginny extricated herself from
Draco’s embrace and threw open the doors to the master suite.

 

“Oh Shit!” Ginny exclaimed in great displeasure and in a
most un-lady like tone.

 

There, in front of them, was the most unbelievable sight.

 

The game had moved to their bed. Their positions were the
same. However, the misty man was sitting in the golden, wing chair by the
window. The open area of the room was covered in sexual toys. The toys ranged
from the hilarious to the frightening to the disgusting. It seemed (and they
were correct in their assumptions) that every sex toy, muggle or magical, was
indeed sitting on their floor. The floor was covered; one could not walk
without stepping on something.

 

The misty man turned at their entrance and watched the
couple with great interest. After he felt they had taken in the room and its
changes, he spoke to them.

 

“You have been very naughty,” he clearly said while
tick-tocking his index finger. He also had an unbelievable (and unusual) smile
on his face and a distinct twinkle in his eyes.

 

He continued, “However, I also understand you had
extenuating circumstances; thus, we will keep the punishment on the light
side.”

 

With that said, he mumbled something under his breath that
sounded suspiciously like “the real light side.”

 

The misty man stood and walked over to the bed. He picked up
the dice and threw them to Ginny. She took the hint. She walked over to the
bed, shook the dice and threw them on the board.

 

She rolled four dots plus six dots for a total of ten dots.

 

The taco magically became animated and moved the appropriate
number of spaces. Since the misty man was already visiting, he simply told them
what they needed to know.

 

“You have landed on the Square of Outer Space. The person
who rolled the dice is to take this potion and enjoy.”

 

The misty man disappeared, but before he did he almost
seemed to be sniggering. Once he was gone, the potion appeared. It was in a
clear test tube and was a dark green. It looked most unappealing.

 

Ginny walked to the potion with a snarled up nose. She was
not looking forward to this and Draco knew it. So, he did as any good husband
would do; he laughed at her predicament.

 

Ginny, the perfect wife, responded in kind. She stuck her
tongue out at him, picked up the test tube, held her nose, brought the
vile-smelling concoction to her lips and drank.

 

“Ugh” she eloquently said as she wiped her mouth with the
back of her hand.

 

Draco was, of course, still in the throes of understanding
spousal laughter.

 

However, he quickly ceased when his wife began floating up
in the air. It started off lightly with her lifting off the ground and quickly
dropping to the floor. This continued a few more times until she was no longer
coming back to the floor, but remaining off the ground.

 

Draco eventually recovered his wits and ran to his wife.
However, by then he was too late; she was soaring around the room’s cathedral
ceiling, way out of Draco’s reach.

 

To get to his wife, he raised his wand and yelled, “Finite Incatatum.”
There was no change; she still floated around the room.

 

Next, he pointed his wand to the bed and yelled, “Jumpus Maximus.”
He then proceeded to take a running jump and hopped onto their large, feather
bed. With feathers spurting from all directions, Draco landed on the bed in a
heap. Because of the enchantment he had placed on the bed, he began hipping and
hopping all over the bed. He was quite a mess. He could not garner his
stability and was flailing all about.

 

Meanwhile, Ginny was still floating in the air. Now, that
she had become somewhat accustomed to the sensation of being weightless; she
began adding in ballet moves as she floated through the room. She gracefully
arched her arm over her head and pushed off the far wall with a great swish.
Had a muggle been present, they would have been reminded of Mary Martin when
she played Peter Pan. When she arrived in the middle of the room, she noticed
her husband.

 

Draco eventually got back on his feet and began jumping up
and down. He was trying to get some height so he could capture Ginny.

 

As soon as she was in reach, he jumped forward and wrapped
his arms around her. Together, they fell to the floor, but not for long. Within
seconds, Ginny was beginning her ascent.

 

This time, Draco was quick enough to grab her by her shirt.
She stopped her ascension, but still did not touch the ground.

 

“Oooooh! I see why this is going to be fun!” Ginny said with
laughter in her voice.

 

Draco looked at her, realized her meaning and whole
heartedly agreed. He pulled her to him and she wrapped her legs around his
mid-section. He walked, with her, into the bathroom and headed directly for the
large shower. He carefully (and deftly) leaned in and turned on the water.

 

Ginny began removing her shirt and Draco quickly mimicked
her actions. Soon, they were both nude and enjoying each other’s bodies.

 

Draco stepped, with Ginny still wrapped around his
mid-section, into the shower.

 

It looked to be a long, hot night…and wet too.