A Box of Monkey Love

A/N: Thanks to all the reviewers. I just wanted to let you
all know that the text in italics will be memories…I hope that is clear enough!
*Insert a curtsy to all my readers and reviewers*

 

 

As happens when you have kids, Draco and Ginny woke early
despite the kids being at the Burrow. Draco woke first and looked down at the
beautiful redhead lying on his muscular chest. Just seeing her lying there
caused Draco’s breath to catch in love…and so much more. He could not deny
himself and he brought his hand to her silky hair and gently stroked.

 

Ginny nestled closer to him in her slumber, but did not
wake. This allowed him to ponder about the last few days and their
relationship. He found his head filling with memories from when they first came
together. They had actually found they were somewhat attracted to each other
during his last year at Hogwarts…

 

Draco had been putting away the bludgers, quaffle and
snitch from his practice with the rest of the Slytherin team. He got to the
quidditch storeroom when he heard sobbing inside. He opened the door and saw no
one. He shrugged to himself and put away the balls. As he reached the door, he
heard another stifled sob. This time, he took the few moments to do an
intensive search and he found her. There was a very red-eyed Ginny Weasley. Of
course at the time, he only knew her as the little “Weasel.” She had looked
into his eyes and gasped in fear. He knew because he could see it in her
eyes…the fear that is.

 

She quickly scrambled to her feet and moved hastily to
the door. Before she got to the door, Draco deftly grabbed her arm. She jerked
it away from his touch, but stopped.

 

“Are you okay?” Draco inquired.

 

“Do I look okay?” She retorted.

 

“No, can I help?”

 

“So you can go and tell all your Slytherin followers and
have more ammunition to make fun of me and my family? No thanks.” With that
said, she once again moved to the door.

 

“I’m not like that.”

 

“Right…”

 

“Try me.”

 

“Why should I even be considering this?” Ginny
said. 

 

“So someone - somewhere will know I am not a bleeding
bastard all the time. I have feelings too, you know…”

 

“It sure doesn’t seem like it sometimes.”

 

“Fine. Whatever…I should
have known better than to try to help.” Draco turned to leave, but not before
Ginny saw the sincerity in his eyes.

 

This time it was Ginny who grabbed his arm. He stopped,
looked at her and arched an eyebrow in a silent question.

 

“I saw your eyes, Draco.” Both of his eyebrows shot straight
up at her using his given name. “I know you are being sincere. If you don’t
mind, I would like to talk to someone about my problem. Will you listen?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Want to sit down?”

 

“Where?”

 

“On the floor, silly,” she said with a genuine smile.

 

She sat down on the floor and Draco followed her lead.

 

“Well?” He asked with just a hint of impatience.

 

“I guess I just realized that I am always going to be the
little sister.”

 

“Umm-Ginny you are sixteen with six older brothers. I
would have thought you would have figured that out by now.”

 

Upon seeing the anger flare in her eyes, he quickly
added, “No offense was meant. I was just stating the facts.”

 

Ginny ca her herself and gave him a polite smile. “I
know. It is just a very sensitive subject for me. I guess I just always thought
that everyone would eventually see me as a woman. Heck, I would just settle for
them seeing me as an adult person, but now I doubt that will ever happen.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Mainly because of what happened at breakfast this morning.
You see, yesterday, I went to Hogsmeade and got my hair cut. I have always worn
my hair long…about waist length. For some reason, I woke up yesterday and
thought it made me look too young; so, I went and had it cut. As you can see,
it is now shoulder length.”

 

Draco interjected here, “And it looks very nice too.”

 

Ginny blushed at his compliment and continued, “When Ron
saw me last night, he went ballistic. He yelled at me in front of the entire Gryffindor
Common Room. Then, he wrote all my other brothers and my parents telling them
what I did. It all culminated this morning with me receiving four howlers
during breakfast. Four Fucking HOWLERS! And as usual,
George and Fred had to go above and beyond. Their howler was sung to me in a
loud, soprano voice… opera style.”

 

Draco chuckled at that. Ginny’s eyes once again flared in
anger and she let him know she did not like it. “Figures…Thanks, I need to go.”

 

“Ginny, you misunderstand. I DO find the singing howler
funny; because I remember your twin brothers, NOT because of your feelings of
embarrassment…”

 

Ginny sighed. “Sorry, I am just a bit touchy right now.”

 

“I understand.”

 

“Got any advice?”

 

“Sure. You know you are an adult capable of making your
own decisions, right?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then, what does it matter what anyone else thinks?”

 

“I guess it doesn’t. However, these are my brothers and
parents; I do love them.”

 

“I know you do or you would not be reacting so violently.
However, their love cannot change who you are.”

 

Ginny gave him a full, genuine smile. “Thanks.” She
shocked them both when she leaned over and gave him a sweet kiss to his cheek.
Draco blushed and watched her walk out of the storeroom.

 

After that, whenever Draco saw Ginny in the halls she
would slightly upturn one side of her lips and wink at him. He never responded,
but it always made him feel warm and toasty inside.

 

They meet up again the summer after Ginny graduated from
Hogwarts. She was working at the Ministry of Magic in the Illegal Use of Dark
Arts Department. She had been assigned as the lead searcher when the Ministry
decided to search the Malfoy Manor (at the request of his mother, she had
finally had one too many betrayals by her vile husband). As soon as she walked
into the room, Draco had felt his heart lurch.

 

After two days of searching, he had asked her out for a
drink at the Leaky Cauldron. She had agreed and they had talked for hours.

 

The next day, Ginny had removed herself from the team at
his home and had called him for a second date. Draco had eagerly accepted.

 

Draco was pulled from his thoughts when Ginny jerked in her
sleep. He looked at her in concern, but saw that her face was peaceful in her
slumber. He smiled to himself and returned to his thoughts.

 

They had started dating exclusively soon after that
second date. About two months later, Ginny took him home to the Burrow. Now,
that was an adventure! Once the shock of exactly whom Ginny had brought home
passed, he became a prime target for pranks and fists.

 

Fred and George had charmed Draco’s knife, fork and spoon
to become limp every time he tried to bring food to his mouth. He had gone home
wearing several bright red spots from the dropped spaghetti. Of course, he also
went home with a black eye. He had a bit of a run in with Ron’s fist. All in
all, it really was not too bad.

 

Draco was once again was brought from his thoughts by
Ginny’s movements. However this time, the love of his life was wide awake and
giving him a very sultry look. He smiled evilly at her, removed the warm covers
off her body and leered at the beautiful body he hacovecovered (literally).

 

Ginny yelped in mock anger. “I’m cold!”

 

“Really? I could not tell by those
perky breasts you are sporting.” Draco snorted through laugher.

 

“Keep that up and you won’t be seeing them again for a very
long time, Bucko!”

 

Draco instantly became serious and said, “You cannot do
that! We have to finish the game.” He then proceeded to go to where the game
was waiting on them. He picked up the dice, shook them and threw them. The dice
showed two dots plus seven dots for a total of nine dots. The sausage magically
came alive and began to move. It stopped and the man appeared once again.

 

“You have landed on the square
of Baked Goods. You will be given
the needed instructions and ingredients. Follow them exactly.” He disappeared
in a smoky haze.

 

Immediately following his departure, the table filled with
many items including a bag of flour, a beaker of water and a shaker of salt. In
the middle, there was a parchment. Draco picked it up and read,

 

“This is the recipe for Hot Cross Buns. In the mixing bowl
provided, combine the flour, sugar, eggs, salt, vanilla extract, baking powder
and water. Mix, by hand, with the whisk until you get a fairly smooth batter.”

 

Draco did exactly as the parchment had instructed and made a
batter with said ingredients. Then, he returned to the parchment,

 

“Now, have your lover lie on their stomach on the bed. Take
the batter and heavily apply it to the buttocks area. Once done, point your
wand at the batter and repeat the following charm:

 

I want to be a baker

A real cookie maker

I’ll roll it

I’ll knead it

Warm them like the sun

Now I have- Hot Cross Buns”

 

Ginny giggled at the silly chant and Draco scowled, “Well?”

 

“I’m going. I’m going” With that said, she walked over to
their master bed, threw off the coverlet and tossed herself face down.

 

Draco picked up the mixing bowl with the batter and walked
over to Ginny. He proceeded to drip the batter all over her lower back,
buttocks and upper thighs.

It oozed into all sorts of nether regions. Ginny found
herself squirming at the sensations.

 

“That feels all gushy.” Ginny informed him.

 

“I am sure it does. Now be quiet, so I can do this.” He
pulled his wand out and began murmuring the chant.

 

Ginny was encompassed with an abnormal warming sensation
brush across her skin. It was followed by a tingling sensation, and thhe she sensation
of something rising on her backside.

 

Draco stood in shock and muttered, “Ginny…you – you really
have hot cross buns!” Then, he broke down in laughter with tears streaming down
his face.

 

“Ha-Ha!” Ginny retorted to his laughter. “I hope you are
hungry.”

 

“As a matter of fact, I am. Why?”

 

“Cause how often do I make fresh bread for you? Not often,
right? Well, start eating.” She said with an evil glint to her eye.

 

“Okay, Okay. First, I need to finish the instructions on the
parchment.” He went back to the table and began mixing more ingredients. He was
soon finished and walked back to Ginny.

 

“What is that?” She asked.

 

“You’ll see” He responded.

 

Then, he turned the mixing bowl over and glaze began
covering Ginny’s backside.

 

“Oooh…that feels yummy.” She
informed Draco.

 

“I certainly hope so after all my hard work.” He then leaned
over her and began partaking breakfast.

 

He got several sensual bites of buns and licked off the
extra glaze. He was amused to see Ginny squirming and moaning at his
ministrations. He asked her if she would like a bite; she was so aroused, she
could only nod her head in response. He smirked, reached up to her head and
turned it to him. “Here you go then.” He said and proceeded to kiss her
senseless.

 

Ginny was overwhelmed at the taste of the baked good and
Draco. Truthfully, it was the most intoxicating thing she had ever tasted and
she wanted more. She grunted in urgency and she felt him chuckle.

 

He bent down to her buttocks again and took a large playful
bite of her ass. She giggled in delight.

 

“Ginny, I always did think you tasted good enough to eat.
Now, I know you do.” Draco said with a smirk. Then, he returned back to
devouring his wife.