Au Paire By VirtualFaerie

Disclaimer: Have I ever owned anything besides Raven?

VF: I caved. The fact that so many people decided to hate me after the way I ended AP, I caved and decided that I probably should write an epilogue-so here you have it you hateful people. *sniffs*


"Ginny Weasley, I have no idea what you think you're doing--but it most certainly is not planning a wedding! Do you have any idea how much effort is going into this and how much of it is not yours? You do want to get married don't you?--Because if you do, I don't think you should spend your time like this. It isn't productive."

"Oh hush, Hermione," Ginny called over her shoulder. Taking advantage of her opponent's momentary lapse in attention from Hermione's lecturing, Ginny lunged forward with her foil, tearing a small rip in the white fabric of her opponent's jumper. "I'm multi-tasking."

Hermione snorted. "This is what you call multi-tasking? Fighting and planning a wedding do not go together."

"I'm not fighting, I'm practicing." Ginny said, parrying a blow aimed at her hip. "And I'm practicing because I'll be damned if Malfoy is going to beat me every time we spar."

"I can't believe you two are getting married and you still call him Malfoy."

"Only when I'm feeling affectionate." Ginny grinned behind her mask.

Hermione shook her head in disbelief. "You know, this whole thing really baffles me."

"Anything that you can't piece together with logic baffles you, Hermione," Ginny said.

"Exactly, I can't think of a logical reason why you and Malfoy would be together--of all people!" Hermione set her clipboard and quill down on the hardwood floor and placed her hands on her hips, waiting for Ginny to finish.

"Maybe," Ginny lunged again, but this time her opponent was ready and blocked. "It's just because we love each other. Ever think of that?" She circled her opponent slowly. "I mean, come on, you and Ron have been married for ages, and you guys used to always fight in school. Why is that any different from me and Draco?"

"I don't know," Hermione pretended to think. "Maybe it's because his family has always hated your family."

"He doesn't hate me."

"Obviously." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Anyway, did you want the green or blue bridesmaid dresses?" She picked her clipboard back up from the floor.

"Can I have rainbow?"

"I swear you are the most infuriating--"

"Are you sure you want to do this, Ginny?" Draco asked, walking into the ballroom, carrying the foils and equipment.

Ginny nodded firmly as she stepped into the ballroom behind him. "We're getting married tomorrow. I'm going to beat you before we get married if it's the last thing I do."

Draco shook his head. "I don't understand why you're so set on beating me."

"There's nothing to understand, Draco my dear. Now put on your suit and let's get cracking." Ginny said, pulling on her own aforementioned suit and fastening her mask on. She picked up and foil and tested its weight in her hand.

"Ready?" Draco asked, rolling his neck.

"Yes, the Evil Queen shall prevail today."

"We'll see about that." Draco said. "On guard." Ginny took position and they circled each other slowly. For a few moments, neither of them struck, then Draco swung his foil in Ginny's direction. She brought her's down harshly, the clanging of metal hitting metal echoed throughout the ballroom. Draco arched an eyebrow, "Good one, Weasley."

Ginny rolled her eyes and brought her foil down to his thigh, he quickly parried it. She arched an eyebrow as he did, "Good one, Malfoy."

"As if I would do any less." Draco said, grinning at her.

They carried on, blocking blow for blow. Ginny moved forward with every hit she aimed, slowly working Draco closer to the wall. He noticed and tried to sidle away, but Ginny brought her foil down in any direction the tried to go.

He frowned at her. "What's this, Weasley?"

"What's what?" Ginny asked innocently. She swung her foil, making him back up into a corner.

He raised an eyebrow. "Planning on decapitating me? Really, and I thought you---Whoa, okay, that's a little too close for comfort."

Ginny grinned. She had her foil horizontal across his neck, not touching him, but close just the same. She pressed herself closer to him. "Don't worry, dear," she said lightly. She leaned in closer to him, and knocked his foil from his hand.

"Hey, no fair. Distraction," Draco called.

"It's fair." She was ready to place a soft kiss on his lips when she pulled back quickly. She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at him. "Why do you want to marry me?" she asked.

Draco blinked and gave her a distressed sort of look. "What? First you take my dignity and now you refuse to repent with a kiss? Good gods, woman."

Ginny's face hardened. "Just answer the question, Draco."

Draco smirked at her. "Let's see.why would I want to marry you?" He pretended to think about it for a moment, before he knocked Ginny's foil down, and it rolled away loudly. He placed a firm kiss on her mouth and said, "Because I love you."