A Box of Monkey Love

What a night…Ginny thought with great exasperation
while kicking off her suede tan boots with a stiletto heel. She reached down to
unzip the other one and flipped it off too. Normally, she would pick it up and
put it properly away, but tonight was not one of those nights. She began
unbuttoning her light blue cotton shirt with a touch of edginess. She was so
tired. Part of it was because her baby was back home and she could begin to
relax; the other part was because she and Draco had been so “active” lately.
Not that she was complaining…no, she was far from complaining. It was nice to
know that after so many years, she could still set her man on fire. No, the
problem was that she was getting older. While she was far from old, she was
older. She could no longer go on an all night binge of any kind. When she had
been at Hogwarts an all night study session was a simple oddity in her day;
an an all night binge- no, make that a late night binge, it was after all
only 2am-made her feel like she needed to sleep for a week to regroup her
energy supply.

 

She sighed. Oh, how the times had changed and Ginny felt
every single change in her lower back and hips. As she placed both of her hands
on her abused back, she began leaning side to side and front to back to work out
the kinks. She sighed again and thought about the evening she had experienced.

 

All the family had shown up at Chucky Cheese to eat pizza
and play games. The kids ran wild, really wild; which meant that they had to be
watched very closely because Chucky Cheese was a muggle restaurant and the last
thing they needed was the Ministry of Magic (MOM) handing out a fine for
improper use of Magic in front of several muggles. That could be quite a hefty
fine...even for the Malfoy fortune. MOM was not very lenient on a magical faux
pas.

 

So, of course, that meant something outrageous was going to
happen. It did.

 

About an hour into the celebration, Draco was watching Katie
for her and she was watching Bill and Ben. She turned her head for a second, a
mere fraction in the of of time, but that was all it took. She turned her
head and turned it back.

 

There, in front of her, was a floating Bill. Apparently,
Bill had hit Ben’s arm while he was playing a muggle arcade game called Shoot ‘Em
Up! Ben was on an awesome roll and was about to break thgh sgh s on on the
machine when Bill began jumping around excitedly at his brother’s great
playing. While Bill was jumping around, he accidentally fell over and bumped
his brother, causing Ben to lose his grip on the joystick. The rest, as they
say, was history. Ben got annoyed, lost his game, lost his temper and had a
magical blow out on his brother. Bill was flying through the air before she
even knew what had happened.

 

She quickly and discreetly pulled her wand out and muttered
the counter spell, but she knew it was too late. She heard little kids running
around yelling odd comments that included: “Look at the flying boy, Mom” and
“Wow! Can I fly too, Daddy?”

 

Draco came running with Katie in his arms with the rest of
the family following quickly in his wake. By the time they arrived, the show
was over. However, the evening was just getting started.

 

Five minutes after the incident, the first MOM agent from
the Misuse of Magic Department arrived at the restaurant. He approached Draco
and Ginny at their table and asked to see them outside. They nodded, left the
kids with Molly and Arthur and followed the agent outside.

 

Once outside, the agent cast a camouflage spell around them and
inquired about the events that had occurred that night. Ginny quickly filled
him in. He nodded and said that it was quite common amongst young children, but
that the offense was still in front of muggles.

 

As he said this, another agent arrived and stood by hisunteunterpart. He listened intently, nodding here and there during the rest of
the conversation. When the interrogation was over, the second agent introduced
himself to Draco and Ginny.

 

“Hello, I am Agent Michael Moody. I am a fining agent. Even
though this was obsly sly the result of a child being unable to control their
magic, it was still in front of several muggles and the fine for this
infraction is set.”

 

As he said this, he pulled out what looked to be a solid,
grey marble orb and placed it in the middle of his left hand. It began rotating
clockwise very quickly and emitted a white light directly into the dark night. Agent
Moody placed his head in the stream of light and spoke briefly about the issue
at hand. He received some sort of reply. To Ginny and Draco it resembled
garbled Mermish, but Agent Moody seemed to understand because he briefly shook
his head and withdrew his head from the light.

 

Once his head was out of the bright light, the orb stopped
twirling and returned to its original state. He placed it back in his pocket and
turned to to the Malfoys. &nb  

“I have notified the Ministry Of Magic about the nature of
this infraction. They have agreed that the fine will be lessened due to a child
being at fault. Therefore, your fine will be 1000 gold galleons. This will need
to be paid in full by the next full moon. Good evening.” Agent Moody finished
saying, nodded in a formal way and Apparated away.

 

Draco looked at Ginny and shook his head. 1000 gold galleons
was a lot of Wizard money even to the wealth Malfoys, especially with their
huge bill from St. Mungo’s due to arrive in the next few days. If it was not
one thing it was another…you know.

 

Ginny took Draco’s right hand brought it to her lips and
gave him a sweet kiss on the hand. Draco smiled at his wife. He got her meaning.
Things could always be worse.

 

If only he would have kept that thought to himself…why did
he have to tempt the Fates? Because apparently, the Fates were listening and
they decided to teach Mr. Draco Malfoy a lesson.

After Ginny lovingly kissed Draco’s hand, she gingerly led
him back into the restaurant. They immediately saw that Molly and Arthur had
their hands full with their children. Kaitlyn was practically screaming at the
top of her lungs. Ben and Bill were roughhousing under the table. Arthur was
tr to to get them out from under the table, but was having very little
success. To make matters worse, Hermione and Ron’s two boys were joining in the
tussle under table. Soon, the table top flew off the legs and sailed across the
room hitting two muggle girls on the head.

Ginny and Draco watched in horror as Arthur pulled his wand
and fithe the table. Molly pulled her wand and gave Medi-witch aid to the young
girls, fixing the rising bumps on their heads.

 

At the unexplained events occurring in front of them, the
muggles in the restaurant began screaming and acting crazily. Draco pulled his
wand and performed an enhanced memory charm on the entire population in the
restaurant.

 

Ness tss to say, Agent Moody and his compadre arrived at
Chucky Cheese for the second time that night, and they did not look happy.

 

Agent Moody’s companion pulled his wand and muttered a quick
spatial and time altering charm that only affects muggles. As all the muggles
and events around them came to a halt, Agent M tur turned to them and began
listing their infractions.

 

“You have committed the following travesties: underage
magic, magic in front of muggles, and memory charms on muggles. This is your
second offense tonight; therefore, you are hereby required to show up in Magic
Court tomorrow at 9 am. It is suggested that you return home immediately.”
With that said, he and his partner Disapparated.

 

The scene before them returned to normal. The Malfoys,
Weasleys and Potters gathered their children, gathered their belongings, paid
the bills and immediately left for home.

 

And, this is where Ginny found herself as she was pulled
from her irritating thoughts by Draco sticking his head in the doorway and
asking her if she was alright.

 

“Yes, I’m fine…just annoyed. You know?” she said with a
great sigh.

 

“Yes, I know. But we’ve been through worse and dealt with
worse. We’ll go tomorrow, pay the fine, come home and have a long talk with the
boys. Then, we’ll keep on living and in a few days it will be a mere memory.” he
said with a half smirk on his face.

 

Ginny dropped her head to hide her smile. It was really
silly how he could make her feel better with just a few words.

 

“I see it.” he responded with a full smirk on his face now.

 

“Oh…shut it!” she said as she threw him a semi-nasty glare.


 

He took her smiling as a good sign and stepped through the
door to her personal closet. He walked up to her and immediately attacked.

 

She was very ticklish if you knew where to touch and he had
years of practice under his belt. He went straight to the source of her tickle
center…a spot right under her ribs and began tickling her mercilessly.

 

“Stop it….Quit…Draco…okay it is NOT funny anymore…I mean it…
please…
argh… Draco…cease…desist…please…If you EVER
want to have sex again you will stop it immediately” she gasped out through
incessant laughing and harshly breathing.

 

“Uh-uh-uh, you HAVE to have sex with me, you made a Wizard’s
promise!” Draco told her with a maliciously evil grin on his face.

 

“Urgh…Ugh…Argh!” Ginny had lost the ability of speech. She
was getting desperate and Draco knew it; only he realized it just a bit too
late.

 

Ginny raised her right foot and settled it with a good bit
of force on Draco’s instep.

 

“Argh…you sneaky WENCH!” he bellowed at her.

 

“Hmmm…yes, I am. One might think I was just a bit too close
to a no-good sneaky Slytherin.” she haughtily informed him and ended her
informative rant with an evil smirk.

 

“Well, you still have much to learn.” he said as he pulled
out his wand and pointed it at her. She gasped in shock and felt around for her
wand, but he was just too quick.

 

“Petrificus Totalus”

 

A cold, climbing feeling began moving swiftly across Ginny’s
body. She felt her entire body become as still as stone. She could barely blink
her lids. She saw a movement just inside her peripheral vision and realized
Draco was leaning over her.

 

She saw him point his wand at her and mutter another curse.
While she did not hear the words, she had a good idea what they were. Sure
enough, she felt her body lift into the air and glide into different
surroundings as she could see the ceiling become higher and more
architecturally interesting.

 

Her stomach gave a small flip as she realized that she was
being lowered to something. She realized she felt completely out of control. To
her great surprise, she became aware that she was becoming excited.

 

Draco smirked to himself. He knew Ginny was becoming
aroused. He could smell it. After many years of being her lover, he knew what
to expect and that sweet flowery smell was a sure sign that Ginny was ready for
some fun. He inhaled deeply.

 

He walked away from the bed to the table with the game. He picked
up the dice, walked back to Ginny and shook them over her head with an evil,
evil grin on his face. As he shook the dice, he also shook his hips with vigor
and pivoted around in a groovin’ circle. He threw one last suggestively evil
grin over his shoulder and bee-bopped back over to the table and capriciously
threw the dice on the table.

 

The dice rolled gracefully over the polished wood of the
table and stopped. The dice showed four dots plus five dots for a total of nine
dots.

 

The sausage animated and moved the nine spaces.

 

The misty man appeared and gave Draco a smirky smile that
rivaled a certain Potion Master from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry.

 

The misty man floated off the ground over to stand very
close to Draco. He raised his left hand and beckoned, with a come hither
motion, Draco closer to him. Draco leaned over and listened.

 

“We men must stick together.” the Misty man whispered into
Draco’s ear.

 

The misty man quickly pulled back and cleared his throat.
“You have landed on the space of Mechanical Engineering. You are to build a
great dam and make it burst. All the items you will need for your task will
appear.”

He disappeared in a puff of smoke.

 

On the table, Draco saw that several very interesting items
had arrived. He walked closer to the table and closely inspected them. He
picked one or two up to more closely inspect them.

 

He, eventually, seemed to find either what he was looking
for, or he found what he needed to accomplish what ever his Slytherin mind was
contemplating. He had something silvery in his hand as he walked over to Ginny
still lying recumbent on the bed.

 

He put the hand holding the unknown item behind his back.
With his left hand, he raised his wand and muttered two different spells at
Ginny.

 

The first one caused Ginny to be released from the full body
bind- Finite Incatatum. The last one placed her in some type of different bind.
She could make small movements with her extremities, but absolutely no wide
berth movements. She could make noises, but not speak. Her head, however, had
full motion capability. She could neither sit up, nor walk. She knew, with a
sinking realization but a highly palpitating heart, she was in for a LONG
night. She could not help it; she snorted.

 

Draco grinned. He knew she knew.

 

He pointed his wand again and yelled, “Accio Ginny’s
clothes!”

 

Needless to say, Ginny’s clothes flew across the room to him.
His grin grew wider and he added a couple of eyebrow raises.

 

With his wand still pointing at her, he stated another
spell. This one caused Ginny’s body to gracefully roll up and float to the
wall. She was being magically held to the wall.

 

Draco walked to her and revealed his hand that had been
behind his back. In his hand was a silver tail feather from a very rare bird
known as the “Aviary de Coitus.” There were only two birds born every century
and mated for over 89 years of their 100 year long lives. Therefore, they were
known throughout the world as the animal that could orgasm for the longest
amount of time. Researchers, since their discovery by muggles in the late
1600s, had timed one pair having a continuous orgasm for over 36 years. Wizards,
on the other hand, had known of their existence for over a millennium and used
their regenerative tail feathers to increase orgasms in women.

 

Ginny sighed. It looked to be a long, relaxing evening.

 

Ginny closed her eyes to savor the sensations as Draco brought
the feather to her forehead and ran it from the top, over the nose and down
across the chin.

 

Draco smiled as he saw her lips press together sensually in
reaction to the feather’s touc
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He continued the feather down over her neck, over the top of
her torso and around her breasts. He watched the nipples harden with glee.

 

The feather continued over her rib cage and down to her
navel where Draco made it sensuously entice her bellybutton by slowly drawing
invisible concentric circles with it. As the feather continued its torture on
her quivering stomach, Draco dropped his lips to her neck and gently sucked.
Ginny knew he was looking to make a mark and she thrilled at the possessive feeling
it gave her.

 

He continued his ministrations until he felt Ginny’s lower
stomach quiver and knew her dam had burst.

 

He pulled back and looked into her passion laden eyes. She
smiled at him and he removed the spell that was holding her against the wall.
He caught her in his arms, dramatically swept her up in his arms and took his
wife to be bed. Everything else be damned.