A/N: This story has no magic in it. And I do not own Characters.
May 27, 2000
Draco's POV
I'm seven years old waiting with my grandparents for my mum to have the twins that she had been pregnant with for eight months and 4 weeks. My grandprents were shacking and I couldn't figure out why. Then my father came out looking really sad. He shook his head at my grandparents. My grandma busted into tears. My father walked over to me.
"Draco, I have something I have to tell you. Your mum died well having your sisters. Your sisters are fine," he said. Before he got the last sentence out I was crying, hard. My mum had just died, I couldn't believe it. My dad had to carry me out of the hospital crying.
The next day
I woke up and realized that we had to go pick up my sisters today. Today I wasn't going to cry in front of my dad and sisters. My dad had already got up and made breakfast. It was really yummy, but it wasn't like mum's. After breakfast I got dressed and we left for the hospital.
"Dad, what are my sister's name's?" I asked, wondering what I should call them.
"Well, the oldest is named Airaleea, like your mother, and the other is named Airabeca," he answered, smiling a sad smile. We rode the rest of the way in slance. When we got there my dad walked to the counter and they took us to Airabeca and Airleea. The girls looked so much alike.
"Dad, which one is which?" I asked, confused.
"That one is Airaleea," he said pointing to the one that was a little bigger, "and the other is Airabeca," he said, pointing to the smaller one. They were so cute. When we go them home we put the girls in their rooms. Airaleea's room is pink with white furniture. Airabeca has purple room with white furniture. They both had hardwood floors, like the rest of the bedrooms.