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Draco Malfoy was sat in his, not so dark office in his mansion, watching his two daughters, whom were sitting at their red crafting table; Lyra his eldest was six, held onto her quill and carefully coloured in her picture, Draco could see the up most concentration on her face, which made him smile ever so slightly, and then Alya, his four year old, coloured like there was no tomorrow, she didn't care that she was going over the lines, she still thought her colouring was a master piece worth a place in the top art museums.
Draco was still baffled at how he produced two girls, and no boys. For centuries Malfoy's only bore males, until now...
"Keep pushing!" Draco said gently to his sweaty wife; Cora, whom currently had her legs higher than he had ever seen. He would have normally laughed at this, since his wife was the most modest woman he had ever met, and here she was, legs wide open, and two doctors poking about at her most private area, trying to safely get his first child out of her.
"What do you think I am doing Draco!" Cora yelled, hissing at Draco.
"One more push!" The Medi-witch said, and then suddenly he heard it, the tiny baby cry. Draco's heart swelled.
"Would you like to hold your daughter Mrs Malfoy?" The Medi asked, leaving both Draco and Cora in shock.
"A daughter? How is that possible?!" Cora wheezed.
"I have a daughter" Draco wistfully said, the medi-witch noticed Draco's eyes trained onto the little baby, whom the nurse had just finished cleaning up. She wrapped the baby up in a little green blanket and brought her over to Draco.
"Your daughter sir"
Draco's eyes were wide, his daughter. She was so tiny, he had no clue how this could of happened. But it did, and now he had a daughter, a beautiful wonderful daughter, one he would love with his entire heart from now and forever.
"Daddy!" Little Alya called up to her father, breaking his daydream, he looked down and smiled, luckily for him, both his daughters were the spitting image of him, and looked nothing like his wretched now ex wife. Both girls had shoulder length hair, which of course was platinum blonde as his hair was, and their eyes were the exact shade of grey his were. Even their faces, those smaller, and more feminine then his face, you could tell they were his.
"Daddy! Do you like it?" Alya called up excited, waving a piece of parchment back and forth in front of Draco.
"Hold still little one, let me see" Draco chuckled, Alya giggled and handed him the picture. Draco couldn't tell exactly what is was, other than scribbles but none the less, he pinned it to the board on his wall next to his desk, along with all the other drawings Alya made for him. Lyra liked to keep hers in her bedroom.
Alya squealed, she loved it when her daddy put her pictures up for display, and then swiftly she sped back to the little table to draw out her next masterpiece.
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Hermione Granger waited outside of the Primary School gates, she was scanning the horde of children for two specific faces; her nephew Teddy Lupin, and her son; Leo.
Soon, Hermione saw the two, Teddy walked over, so tall for a nine year old, and his hair black today. Harry had made a strict rule about goofy hair colours at school, and trailing along beside Teddy was her little boy.
Leo was so little compared to all the other eight year olds, he was born premature, so he had always been a little bit smaller than others. Hermione hadn't even known she was pregnant until she was quite far along.
Unfortunately Leo's father wasn't around, and luckily for Hermione Leo was her spiting image, except his hair was a dark blonde rather than her dark brown, and his eyes were the exact colour of his father's.
"Mummy!" Leo yelled
"Leo!" Hermione copied, she crouched down to his height and opened her eyes, Leo soon ran into them, wrapping his arms around Hermione.
"How was school sweetie?" Hermione asked, she stood up straight again, and Leo instantly grabbed hold of her hand, whist Teddy walked beside her other side.
"I was really fun mumma! We got to count all the way up to a thousand!" Leo said cheerfully.
"That's wonderful Leo, you'll have to show me once we are home" Hermione beamed, already knowing her son would show her.
"Of course mummy!" Leo gleamed.
"And what did you do today Teddy?" Hermione asked, playfully poking her nephew gently on the shoulder, causing the boy to giggle.
"We learnt spelling today, I wore them all down to show mum and dad" Teddy grinned, the thought of showing his mum and dad all the new spellings he had learnt was so exciting.
Hermione smiled, knowing Ginny and Harry would love to see them, even after nine years of Teddy being in their care, they were still not used to having a nine year old son, despite having a three year old of their own.
"Aunt Hermione, does Jamesy know how to spell?" Teddy asked smiling with wide eyes up to Hermione.
"He knows how to spell cat, doesn't he?" Hermione giggled, remembering how she taught James to spell cat after Harry brought a kitten home.
Hermione turned the corner, the three of them were completely out of sight, she looked around, before pulling the two boys closer.
"Hold on tight!" She said, wrapping her arms around them, and then she apparated to Harry's living room.
And just like usual, Harry and Ginny were sitting on the couch, with little James playing toys on the floor.
"Mummy! I learnt new spellings!" Teddy cheered rushing over to Ginny.
Harry stood, and hugged Hermione tight.
"Thanks for bringing him home Mione" And then he crouched down to Leo and hugged him.
"How was school kiddo?" He asked.
"Very fun Uncle Harry, we did counting" Leo answered, his smile wide.
Harry chuckled and ruffled Leo's hair.
"Thanks again Hermione"
"You're welcome, I'll see you tomorrow" Hermione smiled and waved, she picked Leo up, whom was waving enthusiastically to the others.
Hermione apparated back to her house, she placed Leo down on the floor, whom quickly ran off to his room, obviously in need of his toys.
She smiled and walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge, she had leftovers from last night she could cook for the two of them. It was a simple pasta in tomato sauce.
That was super quick and easy, and it's what she needed right now. As she cooked that, Leo brought his toys in the living room, and switched on the television so he could watch cartoons as he held onto his favourite toy, his badger plushie.
The pasta didn't take too long, and soon Leo and Hermione were sitting at the dining table in the kitchen, Hermione refused to eat anywhere other than the table.
Hermione had fallen into a routine now; wake up, take Leo to school, work, pick Leo up from school, go home, eat dinner. And every dinner, for the past few weeks, Leo had asked about his father. Not that he had ever met his father, Hermione kept the knowledge of him to herself. She felt horrid for it, but thought after all these years it would be best to keep things as they were.
"Mummy" Here it comes "Do I look like my daddy?" Leo asked, it was difficult to answer all his questions every day, Hermione was going mental, she and only she knew his father. Not even Ginny knew about it. She felt so selfish, she wanted to tell Leo, but it was difficult.
"You have the same colour eyes as your daddy" Hermione smiled, taking a bite of pasta.
"Do you like my eyes mummy?" Leo asked, forgetting to chew his food before talking.
"Finish your food before you speak" Hermione giggled "And yes, I love your eyes, they are beautiful"
"You mean handsome right?" Leo smirked.
"Sure kiddo, finish your dinner" Hermione smiled fondly.