And Baby Makes Three - Mummy
The early morning sunlight washed over Ginny as she stretched out on the chaise lounge that occupied the window filled alcove of the master bedroom. The house was still quiet, obviously Mum and Dad weren’t up yet and Draco was sprawled across the bed snoring softly. She couldn’t help but grin when she thought of just how appalled he’d be if he knew he snored sometimes, especially when he was overly tired.
She really hadn’t wanted to leave the warmth of her bed, but shortly before the sun came up Liam wanted an early morning snack. She’d moved to the lounge chair as not to disturb Draco, she knew he was tired. After a couple rough false starts, some wincing and a few quiet ouches she managed to nurse Liam who was now sated and sleeping nestled against her chest, right over her heart, as she rubbed slow circles on his back.
What she really wanted was to stretch out in bed again, but that was out of the question seeing as her husband was taking up most of the bed. Then there was also the little fact that she was still dead tired and every part of her body ached, she wasn’t so sure she’d make it back over to the bed. No, it was just better to stay where she was with her son until someone woke up, enjoying the quiet moment alone before everyone in the world showed up later in the afternoon.
She lightly kissed the peach fuzz that covered Liam’s head. “I love you so much,” she whispered softly to him. “I wish your Uncle Bill was here to see you.” Her eyes filled with tears. “You would have liked him very much. He loved to laugh, he was always smiling. He was brilliant. Head Boy at Hogwarts, played Quidditch too, even worked for Gringotts.” She brushed her lips atop the baby’s head again as her tears began to fall in earnest, she was quiet for a long time. “If it weren’t for him, Mummy and Daddy wouldn’t be here.”
“Gin,” Draco’s soft voice came from behind her, she hadn’t even noticed he was awake. “Don’t do this to yourself right now.”
He knelt beside the lounge, placing his hand over her’s on Liam’s back. He gave his wife a warm smile. He knew how hard this was for her and he only wished he could make it better. He leaned forward to gently kiss away her tears.
“I love you,” whispered Ginny. She thought he looked ridiculously cute with his ruffled hair and still sleepy eyes.
“I know.” His smile turned into a mischievous grin. “Since the kiddo there doesn’t seem to be much trouble, I’ll allow you to keep him for now.”
Ginny raised an eyebrow. “For now?”
“Well, if he gets to be a nuisance he’ll have to go of course.” He stopped her protest before she could voice it with a soft kiss. “Do you want some breakfast or do you want to go back to bed?”
“Bed, I think,” she wearily sighed. The thought of food wasn’t appealing quite yet.
Draco took Liam to place him in the cradle beside their bed. Ginny watch him as he hesitated before casting a warming charm and putting the baby down, fussing and making sure everything was just right. A year ago she would have had trouble picturing him holding a baby let alone fussing over one, but then again having one of your own does drastically change one’s perspective.
Ginny gingerly moved to stand up so she could make her way back to her warm bed that was so far away across the room. Her legs felt wobbly and her back hurt, she flopped ungracefully back down on the chair she just tried to get up out of.
Draco’s brows furrowed as he watched her fall back. “Are you alright, Ginny,” the concern was evident in his voice as he crossed the room to assist her up.
“Just tired and a good bit sore,” she conceded as he helped her to over to their bed.
He drew her thick navy velvet robe off her shoulders before tossing it carelessly on the chest at the foot of the bed. “Nothing but rest for you, beautiful. I’ll take care of everything.” He brushed a light kiss against her temple as he tucked her into bed.
“What time is it,” Ginny asked as she shifted in bed, tentatively stretching out her aching limbs.
Draco checked the cradle once more before walking around to his side of the bed. “It’s early yet.” He slipped lightly in behind his wife.
She settled back against him, enjoying the feel of his arms wrapped around her again. The last few weeks she hadn’t wanted to be touched at all. “You love him don’t you?” she asked quietly.
“Hopelessly I’m afraid,” was his muffled reply as he buried his face in her soft red hair.
She lay there a few minutes contemplating just how much their lives had changed in the past two days. Ginny was about to ask him something else, but realized that it was rather pointless since he was sound asleep behind her. Like father, like son she mused, as nothing much came between Draco and his beauty rest. It seemed like Liam had inherited that trait since she didn’t think he’d opened his eyes once as of yet.
The early morning sunlight washed over Ginny as she stretched out on the chaise lounge that occupied the window filled alcove of the master bedroom. The house was still quiet, obviously Mum and Dad weren’t up yet and Draco was sprawled across the bed snoring softly. She couldn’t help but grin when she thought of just how appalled he’d be if he knew he snored sometimes, especially when he was overly tired.
She really hadn’t wanted to leave the warmth of her bed, but shortly before the sun came up Liam wanted an early morning snack. She’d moved to the lounge chair as not to disturb Draco, she knew he was tired. After a couple rough false starts, some wincing and a few quiet ouches she managed to nurse Liam who was now sated and sleeping nestled against her chest, right over her heart, as she rubbed slow circles on his back.
What she really wanted was to stretch out in bed again, but that was out of the question seeing as her husband was taking up most of the bed. Then there was also the little fact that she was still dead tired and every part of her body ached, she wasn’t so sure she’d make it back over to the bed. No, it was just better to stay where she was with her son until someone woke up, enjoying the quiet moment alone before everyone in the world showed up later in the afternoon.
She lightly kissed the peach fuzz that covered Liam’s head. “I love you so much,” she whispered softly to him. “I wish your Uncle Bill was here to see you.” Her eyes filled with tears. “You would have liked him very much. He loved to laugh, he was always smiling. He was brilliant. Head Boy at Hogwarts, played Quidditch too, even worked for Gringotts.” She brushed her lips atop the baby’s head again as her tears began to fall in earnest, she was quiet for a long time. “If it weren’t for him, Mummy and Daddy wouldn’t be here.”
“Gin,” Draco’s soft voice came from behind her, she hadn’t even noticed he was awake. “Don’t do this to yourself right now.”
He knelt beside the lounge, placing his hand over her’s on Liam’s back. He gave his wife a warm smile. He knew how hard this was for her and he only wished he could make it better. He leaned forward to gently kiss away her tears.
“I love you,” whispered Ginny. She thought he looked ridiculously cute with his ruffled hair and still sleepy eyes.
“I know.” His smile turned into a mischievous grin. “Since the kiddo there doesn’t seem to be much trouble, I’ll allow you to keep him for now.”
Ginny raised an eyebrow. “For now?”
“Well, if he gets to be a nuisance he’ll have to go of course.” He stopped her protest before she could voice it with a soft kiss. “Do you want some breakfast or do you want to go back to bed?”
“Bed, I think,” she wearily sighed. The thought of food wasn’t appealing quite yet.
Draco took Liam to place him in the cradle beside their bed. Ginny watch him as he hesitated before casting a warming charm and putting the baby down, fussing and making sure everything was just right. A year ago she would have had trouble picturing him holding a baby let alone fussing over one, but then again having one of your own does drastically change one’s perspective.
Ginny gingerly moved to stand up so she could make her way back to her warm bed that was so far away across the room. Her legs felt wobbly and her back hurt, she flopped ungracefully back down on the chair she just tried to get up out of.
Draco’s brows furrowed as he watched her fall back. “Are you alright, Ginny,” the concern was evident in his voice as he crossed the room to assist her up.
“Just tired and a good bit sore,” she conceded as he helped her to over to their bed.
He drew her thick navy velvet robe off her shoulders before tossing it carelessly on the chest at the foot of the bed. “Nothing but rest for you, beautiful. I’ll take care of everything.” He brushed a light kiss against her temple as he tucked her into bed.
“What time is it,” Ginny asked as she shifted in bed, tentatively stretching out her aching limbs.
Draco checked the cradle once more before walking around to his side of the bed. “It’s early yet.” He slipped lightly in behind his wife.
She settled back against him, enjoying the feel of his arms wrapped around her again. The last few weeks she hadn’t wanted to be touched at all. “You love him don’t you?” she asked quietly.
“Hopelessly I’m afraid,” was his muffled reply as he buried his face in her soft red hair.
She lay there a few minutes contemplating just how much their lives had changed in the past two days. Ginny was about to ask him something else, but realized that it was rather pointless since he was sound asleep behind her. Like father, like son she mused, as nothing much came between Draco and his beauty rest. It seemed like Liam had inherited that trait since she didn’t think he’d opened his eyes once as of yet.
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