Finite Incantatem: Terminates all spell effects in the vicinity of the caster. From finire, meaning "to finish".
~The constellations looked down towards the couple who resembled their story, Ara and Draco.~
~Lumos~
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Narcissa Malfoy smiled down her boy, fixing his collar.
It was his first day to Hogwarts, and Narcissa couldn't be prouder.
He was handsome just like his father of course, but his personality matched his mother's.
The boy smiled, before kissing his grandmother's cheek.
"Love you ma." He walked to kiss his grandfather on the cheek, and Lucius smothered kisses on his forehead, happy to see his boy grow.
"Love you both, see you." He grinned happily before heading to his parent's room.
"He will grow to be a fine man Narcissa. All he needs is a fine lady by his side." He beamed proudly.
"Lucius, I hope you come to the fact that he is gay." She reminded.
"Yes yes, well then I hope he finds a fine lad." He sighed, as long as his boy was happy, he couldn't care less, and maybe also if he continued the Malfoy line, maybe though.
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"Scorpius, let's go! We're going to be late! Where's our goof?" Draco Malfoy's voice was heard around the house.
"I'm here ferret, help me wrap Lyra's bow, this is too complicated!" Ara huffed.
Draco tsked at Ara before wrapping his daughter's bow.
His son entered the room looking handsome and smart, just like a Malfoy would look.
"There's my boy! Looking so cute!" Ara gushed, hugging her sweet son.
"Mum, we're going to be late! I need to save a spot on the train for Albus." He whined just like his father.
"Oooohhh, Albus. Someone has a crush!" Ara teased.
Scorpius blushed, before excusing himself mumbling nonsense.
"My son after a Potter, how pathetic!" Draco scoffed.
"Now now my dragon, don't make me talk again." She reminded Draco.
Draco winced, as Ara spent two days lecturing Draco about Scorpius's feelings towards Albus and how they are perfect for each other.
"Yes yes, if he must. At least my Lyra will find suitable." Draco grinned down his 9-year-old daughter.
She smiled sheepishly before leaving the room to help Scorpius.
"What? What am I missing?" Draco turned to Ara.
"She likes a Weasely." She mumbled.
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Destined to be a Malfoy
FanfictionAra was supposed to be happy. But her destiny wouldn't agree. She was to marry Draco Malfoy. The mere thought would make her shudder. Yet, she seemed to fall. To fall in love with the blond git. She was supposed to be happy. And her destiny agreed...
