The Malfoys
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Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England.
The Malfoy family sat together peacefully in front of the fireplace. Narcissa Malfoy watches her husband, Lucius Malfoy, as he gently rocked their daughter to sleep. "Beautiful, isn't she?" Lucius grins proudly.
Their tranquility was interrupted by a loud pop, and the old house-elf of the Black family appeared.
"Pa!" Lyra Malfoy, their one-year-old daughter, was startled awake. "Waz-zat?" Her small chubby fingers point to Kreacher, or rather what Kreacher is holding.
"Kreacher!" Narcissa cries out of surprise.
The house-elf bows, "Mistress Narcissa..." his voice solemn, "Master Regulus... he's... poor master... I cannot help him..."
"What happened to Regulus?" She asks, slowly approaching the old house-elf. "Where is he?"
"Master Regulus is gone."
Gone.
Regulus is... gone?
It can't be true.
"Merlin," Narcissa sobs. "Oh, Regulus... it can't be..."
The poor old house-elf began to cry, "Kreacher is deeply sorry... Kreacher cannot save him... Kreacher must be punished. Kreacher must die-"
"M-ma..." a small voice was heard in Kreacher's arms, Narcissa and Lucius gasped.
"Yes... Master Regulus has ordered Kreacher to take Master Draco to Mistress Narcissa..." Narcissa kindly took the child from Kreacher's arms. "Master Regulus named Master Draco... Draco Aeolus Black..."
Regulus' son.
"Draco..." she murmurs, Draco stared at her with curiosity. His silver eyes remind her of Regulus.
Lucius stood beside his wife, he and Lyra scans the newborn child.
So small and silver eyes full of wonder.
"Cissa..."
"We shall raise him, Lucius." His wife said, determined. "He will be our son, a Malfoy."
"Mum!" Lyra exclaims, trying to reach the small child in her mum's arms.
Narcissa laughs, "Hi Lyra... meet your little brother, Draco."
"Day-ko?" the Malfoy couple bursts into giggles, "Day-ko!"
"M-ma!" Draco burbles as if communicating with Lyra.
"Day-ko!"
Lucius nods, his gaze soft watching the children. "Yes, Lyra. He's your little brother, Draco Aeolus Malfoy."
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