August 20th, 2000
"This is obscene," Ron stated as he sat next to Harry, watching Astoria marry Draco
Malfoy at the newly finished manor in Wiltshire.
Despite being smaller than the original Malfoy Manor, the home Draco built on the
freshly cleansed property was larger than Potter Manor, with a ballroom twice as big. The
new mansion had been constructed a few miles away from the Malfoy Children's Home.
He could properly monitor the care of the orphans while still keeping a bit of a private life
for himself, Narcissa, and now Astoria, who was in charge of the management of the
orphanage and ran the place quite well.
Draped in a gown that looked to be constructed of actual emeralds and diamonds,
Astoria met Draco at the end of the aisle. She stood beside Daphne and Mia, who happily
wore dark green, opposite Sirius, who stood beside Draco with Theo next to him. He was
aching to get out of the colour as though it were staining his very soul. He did not complain,
though, having been told to be a good example for Teddy, who stood near Sirius's feet in
tiny dress robes, his hair stuck on Draco's shade of silvery-blond, which just made Narcissa
cry all the harder, the prospect of grandchildren seeming nearly in sight.
July 28th, 2002
When Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy was born on the second of September, 2001,
Draco lost fifty Galleons to a gloating Mia, who told him that his son would grow up with
a Potter and a Weasley in tow.
Thankfully, Astoria had been pregnant months before Ginny and Daphne, so the
prospect of more "Golden Children" as the media—apart from the Daily Prophet—had
taken to calling Harry, Ron, and Mia's children, did not overshadow the birth of the Malfoy
heir.
"I'm just saying―"
"You named your son Regulus," Harry pointed out, and Mia crinkled her nose at
him. "You didn't give Malfoy hardly this much trouble when he named his kid Scorpius."