Title: Our "Might-Have-Been"

Rating: PG/T

Genre: Angst/Drama (Part-Fluff)

Summary: SM x LP; DM x GW; DM x AG; HP x GW. "They have a chance of getting whatever we could not have."

Disclaimer: Original HP names, characters and places don't belong to me. I don't own anything except the general ridiculous plot-less plot. Yadablah.

Chapter 1: The Telling

Scorpius Malfoy was nervous under the trademark Malfoy smirk on his face. It had come to him naturally. Something, unknown to him that his father despised. But this evening, he was… well if he wasn't a Malfoy, he would have admitted himself afeared.

It wasn't everyday you told your father that you were dating and was serious about his sworn nemesis' daughter.

A wry smile, as the thought crossed his mind, Scorpius knocked on Draco's study door. A clear "Come in" rang from within, bidding him enter.

Draco was surprised when it was Scorpius who entered. He had expected Astoria coming to disturb him for more money and so on. What the devil had possessed him to marry her? Right. Ginevra Weasley. Ginevra Potter now. The name itself soured his mood. "Sit down then." Pouring them both a drink, Draco handed one to Scorpius. "There has to be a reason for you to be here. Not school I hope. You'll be graduating in a few months. No time for any last minute crisis."

"No, not school." Scorpius was finding it harder to school his features into impassive calm.

"Spit it out then. Whatever happened to your calm? Anyone can see your nerves, Scorpius." He abolished, inwardly glad his son had feelings.

Scorpius looked guiltily at the floor then back up, remembering his father's dislike for any semblance of cowardliness. "I want your permission, father."

Draco gave him no response but for a gesture to go on.

"It is known you married mother a short while after you graduated as grandfather married grandmother. I was hoping to follow in that tradition." Scorpius stopped, trying to gather himself.

"So is it that you require your mother and I to find you a wife or you have one in mind? Judging from your behavior, I would deem it latter, correct me if I'm wrong. Who is it?" Draco sighed, he would be the only failure in the family then. Lucius and Narcissa had mutual affection. Scorpius, if he approved, would marry with stars in his eyes – the image was very disturbing. He would be the only one with a wife he detested. But who could like Astoria was beyond him.

Scorpius looked away and looked back. He was extremely afraid now, and admitting it to himself. "Lily Potter, father."

Draco choked on his drink. It was the most undignified Scorpius had ever seen his father. "Let me clarify before I get started, Scorpius. Lily Potter, daughter of Harry Potter and Ginevra Potter nee Weasley, is who you want to marry."

Scorpius' constant downward gaze was enough confirmation.

To his utter shock, Draco didn't go into a raging tirade of the wrongs of the match. He only gestured away. "Leave me for now, Scorpius. I will speak to you in the morning regarding this."

As he left the room, he could have sworn he heard his father sigh and murmur softly to himself. "Like father, like son indeed."

Lily Potter was, like Scorpius, nervous. She was thankful she was only telling her mother – the thought of telling her father and brothers she was seriously dating Scorpius Malfoy was enough to make her shudder – but it was scary all the same. It was true that Ginevra Potter née Weasley had never actively shown dislike for the Malfoys like the rest of the family (immediate and otherwise), she had never said anything good either. She had merely sat on the fence, calming the situation when it went too far.

But, a deal was a deal. She and Scorpius had agreed on telling at least a parent by this evening. And this was the most opportune time as the males were out. Quietly, she slipped into the kitchen.

"Oh, Lily." Ginevra Potter, more commonly known as Ginny, glanced at her daughter. "Something you need to speak to your old mother about?"

Lily couldn't help but laugh. "Mother, you aren't that old. But yes, I want to speak about something to you. I think you should sit down. It'll be surprising, to say the least."

To this, Ginevra took the suggestion. She and her daughter got along very well and could predict each other's moods as well. Taking the suggestion was probably a smart idea. She sat, waiting for the figurative bomb to drop.

Lily remained standing. "Mother. I want to ask your support for something rather abnormal. I am considering… no, I'm seriously, and have been for the past year, dating Scorpius Malfoy."

Ginevra's reaction was one Lily had not expected. She'd expected her mother to yell or to accept and support her, hopefully. But instead, she paled, eyes filling with tears.

"Mother?" She felt like she was stepping on eggshells. Her mother seldom cried.

Ginevra forced the tears back with difficult, dashing away those that escaped her will. "It's nothing." She got back into 'mothering' mode. "I presume since you're telling me, young Malfoy is informing his parents."

"Scorpius said he would tell his father and owl me." Lily replied, brightening a little. Maybe hope wasn't lost… "Oh, there it is."

She didn't know her mother watched her sadly as she petted the owl and retrieved the letter. "Oh! No visible reaction, only an order, neatly placed, to speak to me about it tomorrow, I quote."

"So, I'm not the only one surprised here, Dray." Ginevra muttered softly, unconsciously. Snapping out of it at her daughter's curious look, "Tell him, to tell his father I'd like to see him before his father makes a decision about this. And that I'd hate for Astoria to be robbed of his seventh year."

To be Continued.

Editted: 17th January 2011