Chapter 1-The Naming

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The year was 1980 and the day was June 5th. Narcissa Malfoy was enrolled in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. She was stretched across a bed with soft mattresses and warm blankets. Lying next to her was an infant with beautiful platinum blond hair and stormy gray eyes with subtle hints of sky blue.

Lucius Malfoy strode into the room, his head held high, his golden-white hair tamed behind him, his cold, grey eyes darting around the room to find their twins.

Twin eyes located.

Lucius walked over to the bed and glanced at his wife, who was now sleeping peacefully, before turning his head toward the figure next to her.

The door swung open, and in walked a young brunette wearing a royal blue robe that just barely covered her white tennis shoes.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy!" she greeted. "How are you both?"

Narcissa, who had woken up at the sound of the door, replied, "We're doing fine, thank you."

"Excellent. Now, our reports state that your newborn son is very healthy at the weight of three and a half kilograms. For the next few weeks..." The nurse proceeded to inform the parents of their duties.

"With that said, you must choose a name for your son." The nurse looked expectantly at the Malfoys.

Narcissa looked at her husband. "I've always found the name 'Scorpius' interesting."

"That name," Lucius replied, "would better portray a mischievious person with a lack of sophistication and seriousness. Therefore, I would prefer to name him 'Draco.'"

Narcissa pondered this for a moment before deciding, "Draco Malfoy it is. Draco Lucius Malfoy." She glanced at her husband for confirmation, and he nodded.

"What a lovely name!" the nurse agreed. "Alright, then. Mrs. Malfoy, you must stay here for two more days before you can go. Mr. Malfoy, you are at liberty to visit whenever you wish. Just remember to sign in at the front."

As the nurse was leaving, Lucius said, "Thank you for your help, Miss Granger."

The twenty-three year old smiled in return. "The pleasure is all mine."

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November 1st, 1981

"He's gone!"

Narcisa Malfoy looked up from The Daily Prophet. "What?" she asked her husband, puzzled.

"The Dark Lord is gone!" he repeated.

Narcissa rose from the breakfast table. "Are you sure? It's not in the news."

"Yet. I suspect it'll cover the front page of the evening edition. It only happened last night."

"He was to kill the Potters' son, wasn't he?"

"The Dark Lord traveled to their house last night, and succeeded in murdering James and Lily Potter. However, he could not kill their son for some odd reason. I believe he disappeared soon after that."

"Yay!" Narcissa and Lucius looked over at their son who had just spoken. However, Draco Lucius Malfoy was oblivious to the situation and was merely enjoying his father's return.

"How did you know before the Prophet?" Narcissa asked, turning her attention back to Lucius.

"Severus knew something was wrong and went to Godric's Hollow immediately. He found the Potters dead, yet their son was alive, marked with a scar on his forehead. Severus alerted Dumbledore and I believe that the latter will be taking the son to live somewhere."

"This is all because of that prophecy, isn't it?"

"I can only assume so."

"Now that's he's gone, what do you suppose we should do?"

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"Welcome, welcome!" boomed the voice of Lucius Malfoy. "We commence on this fine November day not only to commemorate the services of Ministry retiree John Windsor, but also to mourn the losses of James and Lily Potter. Please join me in a moment of silence for their remembrance."

One minute later, he continued, "Thank you all. We stand together to remember their bravery as they risked their lives for their only son, Harry, who could not attend this funeral due to Albus Dumbledore's wishes. They are indeed, true Gryffindors, with their great courage and loyalty."

The funeral attendants broke into applause before going off to mingle.

Stepping off the pedestal, Lucius walked over to his wife and son.

"Phase One of Gain-Back-Trust," he said, "is complete."

"Ah, Mr. Malfoy!"

The family turned to find Narcissa's former nurse, Celeste Granger, walk towards them while carrying a baby girl in her arms.

"Hello, Celeste, how are you doing today?"

"Fine, Lucius, thank you. Have you met my niece, Hermione? She is the daughter of my brother, Lewis, and his wife Jean."

Lucius froze for a bit before inquiring, "Lewis Granger and Jean Lyson...as in the squibs? Forgive me, but I know multiple Lewis Grangers."

"Of course," Celeste said uncomfortably, "er, yes, they are squibs. We are not quite sure if Hermione will be a witch, but one can always hope!"

"Indeed," Narcissa agreed, "and you've met Draco, of course. Draco, say 'hi' to Hermione."

The one and almost-a-half year old held out his hand as Celeste chuckled. "Always a gentleman," she told them as she took Hermione's hand and shook it in Draco's. "Well, I'm off to find Hermione's parents. I'll see you soon!"

Lucius turned to Narcissa and said, "Now, if we'd named him Scorpius, he'd blow raspberries at the Grangers' daughter."

"Oh, hush, Lucius," Narcissa replied, "you don't know that."

Lucius smirked. "Don't I?"

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