Ginny raced into the library, closely followed by her fiancé. He snatched at her and grabbed her belt.
Ginny halted as he tugged. She turned and let him pull her into his arms.
"Hey, doll face," he purred.
"Hey dragon," she replied, slipping her arms around his waist.
Draco felt her ring, her gold engagement ring, press into his back. "How go the wedding preparations?" he asked.
She sighed. "Your mother and my mother keep arguing about who will be sitting where."
"Couldn't care less. You know that. But Mom insists that Uncle Herbert won't like to sit next to the Tonkses."
"He doesn't like Muggles?"
"He doesn't like Metamorphs."
"Ah. Anyway, what about the Potters?"
"They're not the Potters. Yet, at any rate. Pansy is still waiting for this," she said, holding up the diamond on her finger.
"And just when is Potter going to grow up and ask?" he asked.
"Be nice. At least Pansy's being patient."
"You mean unlike Millie?"
Ginny giggled. "I still can't believe she proposed to my brother. I thought he was going to have a heart attack."
"For a girl terrified of him back in school, she sure has grown a backbone, eh?"
"You can say that again."
"For a girl…"
"Takes one to know one."
"Bite your tongue," she purred.
"Do it for me," he replied.
After yet another make out session, Draco asked. "So what about Daph and G- Hermione?"
"Actually, I think they would be fine with the twins and their girlfriends."
"Six to a table, right? That would work."
They fell into silence and Ginny looked at Draco to see he was frowning at her.
"What?" she asked, concerned.
"What did I do to deserve a woman like you?"
She smiled at him. "You loved me. Then you asked me a question. And because I loved you, I said…yes." She punctuated the final word with a long kiss.
Draco smiled. "Thanks for reminding me."
"Any time, my love."
(A/N: There it is, my lovelies. Thanks for sticking it out with me and I hope you like it.
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