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A Box of Monkey Love

By: LadyBon Lon
folder Harry Potter › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 22
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Chapter 20

Today is the day!  Ginny excitedly thought as
she spelled the hair off her legs. She took her left leg down from the edge of
the chair in her dressing room and put her right leg on it. She charmed the
hair off that leg and gave it a quick rub to make sure the spell had been nice
and close. It was as smooth as Kaitlyn’s bottom.

 

She took her right leg off the chair and began working on
her bikini area. As she was spelling the area, she decided to leave a surprise
for Draco to find…should he try to get in her knickers (or toga as it was)
tonight. She ended the current spell, modified it slightly and re-completed the
spell. She looked in the mirror and was delighted to see that the charm had
worked perfectly. She laughed lightly to herself and began dressing.

 

She pulled on her silk, thong knickers in crème. She followed
them with a matching front clasp bra. She pulled on some sheer, nude stockings
and pulled them up high on her waist. A woman with three kids and another on
the way could use all the help she could get in the tummy flattening
department. She slipped on a black silk blouse and buttoned it up. She drew a
red pencil skirt off a hangar. She threw it over her head and slid it down. Her
shirt was neatly tucked in and the skirt fell beautifully in to place. She
zipped up the zipper and closed the top with the hook. She slid her hands down
the skirt to help smooth any non-existing wrinkles. In reality, it was just a
habit. The House Elves would kick each other to death before they allowed
wrinkles in the Malfoy’s clothes. Ginny snorted aloud at this.

 

She spritzed “Aqua di Gio” on her wrists and lightly
rubbed them together in a circular motion. Afterwards, she brought her right
wrist to her nose and inhaled. She loved the smell of the perfume that Draco
had first bought for her 19th birthday; now, it was a staple
birthday gift. She was not trying to make it sound as if Draco was
unimaginative; rather he simply liked to give her lots of gifts. Besides, she
certainly did not mind being doted upon; it was rather nice to feel cherished
and loved.

 

She slipped on a pair of fairly simple, but expensive, low
heeled dress shoes. They were this season’s latest look from the designer witch
Wendi Winkle. They were charmed to feel like your feet were wrapped in cotton.
Ginny wiggled her toes. They felt marvelous.

 

She went to her night stand and opened it. She retrieved the
anti-nauseate potion and took a long swallow. No time to be sick this morning
too much to do.   

 

She walked out of the master bedroom and down the hall to
the nursery. She smiled at what she saw. Flora was reading Katie a book. Katie
was intently listening and bouncing up and down in her crib as much as her
small feet and legs would let her.

 

Flora stopped reading when she noticed Ginny standing in the
doorway to the nursery. At first, Katie looked like she was going to cry
because Flora had stopped reading, but then she noticed her mother. She
squealed in delight.

 

Ginny walked over to Katie and gave her a kiss on the top of
her head. Then, she reached out and picked Katie up. She nuzzled Katie to her
and then sat her on her hip. Together, mother and daughter headed downstairs.

 

Draco was already in his study working on some last minute
business opportunities that would be discussed at the evening’s gathering. He
made a few more notes, set the papers to the side and sat back in his chair. He
yawned behind his hand. He looked up and saw his two favorite girls watching
him from the doorway.  

 

Ginny leaned over to Katie’s ear and whispered, “Say hello to
Daddy, Katie.”

 

Katie laughed gaily and raised her small left hand and waved
at her daddy. Draco chuckled at his daughter and wife. He stood up and walked
to them.

 

Kaitlyn, seeing that her daddy was coming over, began
bouncing in her mother’s arm. Seeing how excited she was to see him, Draco held
out his arms to his daughter once he was standing in front of Katie and Ginny.
Kaitlyn practically jumped into Draco’s arms.

 

Draco nuzzled his daughter and gave her a sweet kiss on the
cheek. Katie mimicked his actions and returned the kiss, however; hers landed
on the underside of his chin.

 

Ginny smiled at the affection between father and daughter.

 

“Well, Miss Malfoy, you are certainly very pretty today.
Your hair is just exquisite. The ponytail on the top of your head is all the
rage this year. I simply must know who did your hair? And that turquoise and
white, flowery dress highlights your big, chocolate
colored eyes.”

 

Ginny and Katie giggled at Draco’s antics.

 

Kaitlyn looked at her father and said, “Da
Da funny!”

 

Ginny and Draco’s mouths dropped open.

 

“She…she…Ginny, she…”

 

“She spoke!” Ginny squealed, “What a smart girl you are,
learning to talk at ten months!”

 

“Of course she is; she is a Malfoy” Draco said in his most
haughty voice with a cocky grin. Ginny, used to his antics by now, simply
rolled her eyes.

 

“So Katie, are you going to stay with Daddy today while
Mommy gets ready for the festivities tonight?”

 

Katie gurgled enthusiastically to her mother; little legs bouncing
up and down while in her father’s arms.

 

Ginny smiled at her daughter’s antics and turned her cheek
to Draco.

 

He leaned over and gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek and
told her to have a good day. Draco turned, with Katie in his arms, and went
back into the study. He took Katie’s hand and waved it in a ‘bye-bye’ fashion
to Ginny.

 

Ginny smiled and waved back.

 

Minutes later, Ginny was immersed in plans for the
festivities that night. She was supervising food, decorations and games.  

 

A/N: I do not own
anything to do with Aqua di Gio.
I just love the smell.

 
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